After a long time, Huang Fengming turned around and looked at Chen Qingyang and smiled and said, "Let's go in."

Chen Qingyang nodded slightly. He was curious about what Huang Fengming said to Master Xuan Ku, and he actually agreed to let them in. However, since Huang Fengming didn't want him to hear it, there must be a secret that is not known to outsiders.

The two immediately stepped into the dilapidated temple.

There were ruins everywhere in the temple, but Chen Qingyang carefully discovered that the ruins were caused by external forces, which means that a great war had occurred here, which led to the ruins of the Shaolin ancient temple being so dilapidated.

Walking through the messy outer courtyard, the two of them came to a temple. There were only four of the twelve stone pillars outside the temple, and they were struggling to support them, as if they would collapse at any time.

Entering the temple, what caught Chen Qingyang's eyes was a three-meter-high copper bell. I guess the bell sound came from it just now. Master Xuanku's control of power had really reached a state of superb level. Even if such a thick and majestic bell sound came out, the broken temple still did not collapse.

At this time, an old monk wearing a yellow cassock sat cross-legged on the futon. His figure was very hunched and his face was full of wrinkles. He could hardly see his original appearance. He sat there motionlessly, like a statue.

The surrounding ground was covered with thick mud and dust, but the old monk's robes were still clean and very strange.

"My younger generation Chen Qingyang has met Master Xuanku." Chen Qingyang stepped forward and shouted respectfully.

Xuan Ku's deep and concave eyes opened slightly, and his pupils were filled with a trace of lifeless turbidity. He glanced at Chen Qingyang, then closed it again.

It seems that as Xuan Ku said, he is not far from the end.

"Om!"

Suddenly, Xuan Ku's blood-free lips moved slightly, and a Buddhist Sanskrit sound suddenly surged out.

After hearing this Sanskrit, Chen Qingyang's body trembled suddenly, as if struck by lightning, his eyes instantly became dull, and he stood there motionless.

This sudden Sanskrit sound, Huang Fengming, who was unprepared, had a slightly stagnant look, and he woke up after the luck and energy resisted.

"Six-Syllable Great Curse?" Huang Fengming was shocked and looked at Xuan Ku in disbelief.

The Six-Syllable Mantra is not a martial arts technique, but a mantra condensed by the supreme Buddha sound. Only when the six senses are pure and have a deep understanding of Buddhism can the Buddha sound be made by a monk who has achieved enlightenment.

Huang Fengming had long heard of this supreme spell in Shaolin Temple, and it was the first time he had seen it today.

"If he wants to get the tendons of Yijing, he has to pass my test. If his mind is not right, even if he has something to do with Junior Brother Xuan Cang, he will not be able to touch the tendons of Yijing." Xuan Ku's voice sounded faintly.

Chen Qingyang, who had a dull eyes, could not hear the conversation between the two at this moment, and he seemed to have lost his soul.

"Well!"

A Buddhist voice came out from Xuan Ku's mouth again, and Chen Qingyang's dull eyes suddenly became stunned.

"This is?"

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of him, Chen Qingyang's heart trembled violently, and all the memories hidden in his mind suddenly surged out.

"Qingyang, it's already seven o'clock and I haven't come out to train yet. Are you waiting for you?"

A silver bell-like sound came into Chen Qingyang's ears, and then a young woman in a military uniform walked in.

The woman has a stunning face. Even in military uniforms, she still cannot hide her beauty as dazzling as the stars in the night sky and her unique temperament as the orchid in the valley.

Especially her pair of eyes that are full of autumn water, like the brightest pearl in the world, anything will be eclipsed in front of it.

Chen Qingyang suddenly woke up. He was right. This was the military camp he had trained. The young girl in front of him was Qin Luoshen, the woman he loved most.

Isn't she dead?

The familiar dormitory in front of him and the charming Qin Luoshen all told Chen Qingyang that he was not dreaming.

At this moment, Chen Qingyang's heart suddenly stopped after beating rapidly. He looked at Qin Luoshen in front of him with dull eyes, and all the scenes around him became pale and colorless.

He only has her in his eyes!

"How are you?"

Chen Qingyang has seen such a scene countless times in his dreams, and has completely forgotten the dialogue that he has practiced.

"Qingyang, did you not have a good rest last night? Why did you feel weird?" Qin Luoshen blinked his lively eyes and looked at Chen Qingyang with a playful and cute look.

Chen Qingyang strode forward, opened his hands, and hugged Qin Luoshen in his arms in an extremely rough manner.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

All the thoughts and emotions only gathered into tens of millions of words "I'm sorry" at this moment, and tears that could not be suppressed slowly flowed down my eyes.

Chen Qingyang couldn't tell whether this was a dream or a reality, but he was willing to get lost here, and even longed to never wake up because there was the person he missed and loved the most.

"Qingyang, why do you say sorry to me?" Qin Luoshen asked in confusion.

The fragrance on her body, the tone of her speech, everything was so familiar and so real. Chen Qingyang couldn't help but hug Qin Luoshen even harder, for fear that he would lose her again.

"Because I couldn't protect you." Chen Qingyang said in a hoarse voice.

"How could it be? Every time I encounter danger, Qingyang is blocking me. With you there, I will not be in danger at all, right?" Qin Luoshen's voice sounded gently.

Chen Qingyang's heart trembled slightly. Yes, she is standing in front of her now. She is not dead at all. It is just a nightmare. Now the nightmare has passed, and they are still training in the military camp, and they are all fine.

"Yes, even if I die, I will never put you in danger." Chen Qingyang said with a very firm voice.

God gave him another chance, and he would never repeat the same mistake.

"Haha, I knew you were the best to me. So Qingyang, are you really willing to die for me?" Qin Luoshen asked with a smile, his eyebrows crescent into two crescent moons, and the cold light flashed in the cracks of his eyes.

Chen Qingyang's body shook slightly, and he could feel a murderous intent, from Qin Luoshen.

"Kill her, she is fake, she is not the real Qin Luoshen, Qin Luoshen is dead!"

"Kill her, kill her and you will get Yi Jingjin, and you will avenge Qin Luoshen!"

Chen Qingyang's mind sounded a series of devil-like voices, constantly seducing him to kill the Qin Luoshen in front of him.

At this moment, Chen Qingyang finally woke up. It turned out that this was really a dream, but he still did not let go of his hands.

"I do."

These three words come from the deepest part of Chen Qingyang's soul. This is her most owed Qin Luoshen and a permanent promise to her.

"Then you go and die!" Qin Luoshen, who was originally gentle and obedient, suddenly became extremely ferocious, and a sharp and cold sharp knife quickly pierced into Chen Qingyang's heart.

Chen Qingyang did not resist and closed his eyes gently.
Chapter completed!