Luo Yunxiao was unmoved: "What if [Bodhidharma] doesn't agree?"

Jingyuan closed his eyes: "I will return to secular life and leave [Dafo Temple]."

This answer made Luo Yunxiao unable to help but move.

People on the floating island may not understand what the closing disciples of the Great Compassion Temple [Bodhidharma] mean.

But no one on the Continent of Cultivation and Immortality does not know the meaning of this identity.

Once you forcefully leave the [Great Compassion Temple] and give up the identity of a disciple of [Bodhidharma], what will this person in front of you face?

Jingyuan pursed his lips and smiled, his expression shy and joyful, and his white face was slightly flushed: "I don't know whether it was right or wrong to make such a decision. But I can repay the kindness of Master and Dafeng Temple in other ways, but if I give up Yumo, I may regret it for the rest of my life."

His first half of his life was ups and downs and bloody, and his second half was calm and silent.

But there has never been a moment like these days, as if my whole heart had come alive.

He finally had something he longed to have and protect.

It is not compassion, not primitive desire, but real heartbeat and expectation.

"So, what about the news about Kagura? Will you send it back to the master?"

Luo Yunxiao's next words shocked Jingyuan.

The clear eyes as clear as water were also deep in an instant like a thousand-year-old cold pond.

"You knew it long ago?"

Luo Yunxiao looked at him faintly and said nothing.

Jingyuan gently tapped the golden bowl with his fingers and said in a deep voice: "The Goddessian appears, and the ghost bell rings. The world is chaotic and all living beings have kalpas. The Goddessian is a monster that should not exist in the world. Once it wakes up completely, it will bring endless catastrophes to the three realms and six paths. The Master's prophecy has never been missed."

"I am a monk from Dafeng Temple and have the obligation to kill the evil demons that have not yet awakened."

Luo Yunxiao seemed to have no surprise at all when he said anything.

But there was a cold cold between his eyebrows and eyes: "Do you think you can kill me?"

Jingyuan let out a sigh of relief: "If I kill her, Yumo will never forgive me. And..."

There is also the little boy who is holding by Kagura.

If he read it correctly.

That was the child who was held in the arms of Di Mingjue in the disaster of heaven.

He is the recognized future heir of the Jiyuan.

It is obviously a Kagura who is enemies of the world.

However, it has such a deep bond with the extreme domain of the largest power in the Immortal Cultivation Continent.

Moreover, he is Yumo's junior sister.

Jingyuan's slender fingers holding the golden bowl tightly.

However, the master's instructions, the elder brother's teachings, the hellish past, and the second brother who has not heard from him yet... all made him unable to ignore the remnants of the Kamikaze Master.

Suddenly, Jingyuan raised his head and said hoarsely: "Don't you let's make a bet, right?"

Luo Yunxiao was stunned: "What bet?"

"You and I will go back to the Immortal Cultivation Continent to fight. If you win, I will treat it as if I have never seen the successor of the Kamikaku. From now on, will she wake up and cause trouble for the world, or be discovered, and her body and soul are all her own fortune. If I win, I will report to my senior brother about the successor of the Kamikaku. From then on, I will never take a step from the Great Compassion Temple."

Jingyuan's voice was very calm, and his eyes were as calm as stagnant.

But what he said made Luo Yunxiao, even indifferent, couldn't help but look shocked.

Jingyuan's eyes swept over and got together with the people from Xiaoyao Sect to discuss how to retrieve the little yellow chicken.
Chapter completed!