Small town adventure

Chapter 125 Buried in the same cave
When Master Huicong said this, everyone was moved. They looked at Taoist Bai Guzi with a lot of compassion, and even the always cold Master Jingming unconsciously shook his body, He didn't say another word when he came down, so he shook his head helplessly, and led the few remaining disciples straight down the mountain.

Seeing Master Jingming, the rest of them acquiesced, so no one interfered any more.Only then did Master Huicong tremblingly invite out the holy treasure of Buddhism - the purple golden bowl, and put away the scholar and ghost.

After the crowd gradually dispersed, the whole Wudang Mountain suddenly became quiet, like a movie theater after the curtain closed, more like a messy table after a big meal.

This battle, for Wudang Mountain, was undoubtedly a catastrophe. Not only did more than half of the disciples die and injured, but many of the remaining people were also injured, and many buildings on the mountain were damaged. With the impact, many stones shattered and rolled down from the top of the mountain.

In Wudang Mountain, besides the disciples of our sect, there is another group of disciples who have not moved for a long time. They are the female disciples of Jingxiu Temple. Now that their abbot has passed away, they have no backbone for a while. The dead body was sobbing there.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Baiguzi couldn't help feeling sad, dragged his seriously injured body, walked to the group of female disciples and said quietly: "Now you live in Jingxiu Temple, Mrs. Jing'an, for the safety of the people in the world, Abandoning one's own life, this kind of spirit is earth-shattering, and it is a model for all our disciples in the magic world. As her disciples, you should feel honored. I hope you can mourn."

The disciples nodded silently, but they were still sobbing.

Daoist Bai Guzi pondered for a moment, with a slightly distressed expression on his face, he said, "Old man, I have a heartfelt request, I hope you can agree."

All the disciples stopped crying and looked at Taoist Master Bai Guzi together, waiting for his next words.

"Pindao, I think that your abbot, Mrs. Jing'an, and my junior brother Xuan Taoist priest had some connections before they became monks. If I guessed correctly, they must have been lovers before they became monks. I don't know why, but the two didn't go away. Come together, otherwise the two would not have reached a crisis point, and both of them promised each other with their lives. Since the two of them cannot be together in life, I hope that they can be buried in the same cave after death, which can be regarded as fulfilling a long-cherished wish of both of them. I don't know if you can allow it?"

(End of this chapter)