Chapter 4205
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For many years, when his master was recuperating in seclusion, it was his second senior brother who taught him and chanted Buddhist dharma to eliminate the sin and hatred in his heart.
Blood Moon was heartless, and Jingyuan refined his heart.
It could be said that his second senior brother gave him a second life.
He couldn't watch his second senior brother's soul dissipate and disappear from the world without doing anything.
Therefore, he could only change his fate!
Heaven and earth wouldn't tolerate him.
Could he still be with Yu Mo in this state?
If they were forced to be together, would it harm Yu Mo?
But even if he told himself over and over again that he had chosen to save his second senior brother, he would have to sever their relationship.
But when he heard the news about Yu Mo, his dead heart still beat violently.
He wanted to see Yu Mo!
He wanted to see Yu Mo more than ever.
Only when he saw Yu Mo and held her tightly in his arms did he realize that he was still alive, and not the walking puppet he had been in the past.
"… Master, Master Jing Yuan?"
The Patriarch's shout rang in his ears, bringing Jing Yuan back to his senses.
"Master Jing Yuan, do you know Yu Mo?"
Jing Yuan opened his dry lips and found his voice after a long while. "Is she … here?"
The patriarch sighed. "Yu Mo has just gone to the Yin-Yang Sect through the transmission formation. If you came back earlier, you would have met her. However, the Yin-Yang Sect will not go to the abyss until tomorrow. If you go there now, you might meet her. "
Jing Yuan held the paper in his hand and slowly crumpled it into a ball.
His knuckles made cracking sounds.
Perhaps this was fate that belonged to him. If there was fate … then there was no fate.
Even the heavens wanted him to miss it and not continue.
Since that was the case, he should let go!
Jing Yuan slowly put his palms together and softly said, "Amitabha. If fate allows it, we will meet again. Since we are not fated … forget it. I will leave now."
His voice was calm, dry, and without a hint of emotion.
But his heart seemed to be clenched by something. It was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
Break away! Break away!
Master said that only by breaking away from the mortal world, abandoning karma, and staying away from the sin of love could one achieve the right result.
But no one had ever told him that it would be so painful when he was cut off from his lover.
It was far more painful than when he was Blood Moon. It was also more painful than when his sins were cut off inch by inch by the Buddha's light.
"Master, are you leaving now?"
Wu Meng reluctantly stepped forward, as if she wanted to stop him.
But as soon as she stretched out her hand, it froze in mid-air.
The little monk in front of him had a handsome face, but at this moment, his face was like that of an Asura.
His eyes were red and cold like ice.
The scariest thing was that his entire body was surging with red flames, as if they were going to swallow him whole.
Wu Meng screamed in fright and sat down on the ground.
"What happened?"
"Master's heart."
"Grandmaster Jing Yuan, is … is he suffering from Qi deviation?"
"Master Jing Yuan, what's going on? Calm. "
The chief's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly commanded the clansmen to retreat. He held a magical artifact in his hand as he nervously looked at the little monk.
Just a moment ago, the little monk was still fine, as though he was filled with Buddha's nature. How did he suddenly become so terrifying?
He was like a devil that had crawled out of hell.
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