Chapter 2378: Struggle (3) Chapter 2378: Struggle (3) When the demonic Qi invaded, the heavenly Dao temple was in danger, and the old monk's state of mind was also affected.
Therefore, in the main hall, the moment he met Seven's eyes, he was also corroded by the demonic Qi.
Fortunately, he was an eminent monk who had truly cultivated into the Tao. He quickly realized that something was wrong with him and made a choice to face his current situation.
He had stayed here to wait for the stubbornness in the child's heart and to wait for a chance for the heavenly Dao temple to turn things around.
As the demonic Qi went out of control, the old monk originally thought that this chance of survival would never appear again. However, song qingxiao happened to arrive at this time.
“Amitabha.”
The monk put his palms together and looked at the woman holding the child in the distance with a slight smile.
Her eyes were clear and calm. It was obvious that her heart was strong and stable.
She wasn't contaminated by the demonic Qi on ah Qi's body. Through the demonized young man, her eyes reflected the figure of a child helplessly curled up in her arms in the dark.
This was a regret left in her heart, and it was also another 'mark' that seven had left in her heart. Unfortunately, this child had lowered his head and missed this rare trace of tenderness.
“Grandmaster, do you have any good ideas?”
Song qingxiao asked calmly.
In fact, she already had an answer in her heart when she said this.
The past was destined to be unchangeable.
She didn't understand why ah Qi had such great power after being possessed by the devil. He was able to send her back to 800 years ago, where she met this child several times and got to know him.
It didn't feel like a repeat of the past. It felt as if everything had happened in front of her again.
However, song qingxiao knew very well that this was the truth of the past.
It was because of this meeting that the huge string-holding demonic soul was born in the heavenly Dao temple that was sealed 800 years later.
Nothing could be changed, and nothing could be changed!
Although she knew this, she still felt pity for him.
“I'll have to trouble you, almsgiver.”
Master bei Wen shook his head. In an instant, he looked even more Haggard than before.
“When I first entered the temple, my master shaved my head. Before he passed away, I swore to protect the temple for life.”
Since then, the oath he had made back then had become a firm Dao heart on his path of cultivation.
His and the heavenly Dao temple's luck had long merged into one. It was also because of this that his cultivation was smooth.
The more prosperous the heavenly Dao temple was, the more his cultivation could reach the realm of heaven.
The old monk was like the soul of the temple. He loved everything here, including the plants, the statues, the good and bad monks, and the devotees.
When the luck of tiandao temple was contaminated, his cultivation and state of mind were also contaminated.
“So my Junior Brother can leave, the monks here can leave, but I can't.”
He was the temple's soul, he had to stay here and live and die with it, never to be separated.
“I'm going to stay here and wait for a fated person,”
The old monk struggled to raise his head and looked into song qingxiao's eyes.
“I've already been tainted by the demonic Qi, so I can't do anything to it.” However, the demonic Qi couldn't continue to dissipate without restraint.
It would trigger the hostility in people's hearts, take away people's ability to love and tolerate, and magnify the darkness in their hearts to the extreme.
Song qingxiao was like an intruder. you don't belong here.
She was the obsession of the possessed youth, the remaining kindness in his heart.
Seven didn't resist her, and was even resisting this monstrous demonic intent for her.
“Almsgiver, I hope that you will eliminate this demonic disaster for the world and for the common people.”
The dying old monk stated his purpose in a gentle tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, the child who was holding song Qing's small body seemed to have been frozen in place.
“Mother … Mother …”
“Kill her …”
“Kill her …”
if you don't kill her, she'll kill you …
“Kill her …”
The endless mumbling once again sounded in his ears, disturbing the young man's spiritual sense.
“No…”
Song qingxiao didn't say anything. She just reached out and touched the young man's head.
His body trembled as if he already had a premonition, and he let out a faint whimpering sound.
mother, don't kill me … He pleaded in a soft voice, mixed with a trace of despair and pain.
The head was like an injured Cub, gently rubbing against song Qing's palm.
The old monk became even more silent, and his figure slowly faded away.
The out-of-control demonic Qi once again overflowed and flowed down the steps, overflowing further.
Song qingxiao, who came from 800 years in the future, was the most aware of the influence of the overflowing demonic Qi.
She had seen the demonized female corpse with her own eyes. She had seen the village being slaughtered by the demonized female corpse. She had also seen Zhao Liu's tragic death in the caravan.
Uncle Shan's expression changed drastically at the mention of demonic Qi. The worried look he had when he said that the demonic Qi had gone out of control in recent years surfaced in song qingxiao's heart.
He couldn't let the situation worsen.
Chapter end
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