Chapter 511

Moreover, from the perspective of Kong Wen, the disciples of Ziyun temple are definitely not Chu Xuan's opponents. He doesn't want those disciples to die in vain because of himself.

He wants to use his own life to resolve the hatred between chuxuan and Ziyun temple. He doesn't want to bring disaster to Ziyun Temple because of himself. He only wishes that everything will come to an end in his own place.

"Please don't... Don't hate the monks in Ziyun temple. It has nothing to do with them at this time. It's all done by me alone. It's not as bad as... The sect..."

when I smell my mouth and contain countless blood stasis, there are countless blue veins on my neck and face, which is obviously extremely painful. I tried my best to warn all the monks in Ziyun temple and begged Chu Xuan's forgiveness.

"Well, why do you need it?" Chu Xuan a little puzzled, but the heart also untied a knot, no longer for whether to kill empty smell and worry.

"Ha ha, the cycle of cause and effect, everything is the poor monk... You can't blame others, and you have to bear the responsibility if you have mistakes... And Chao Wen Dao, you can die in the evening. I know that there is something about cultivating immortals, and I'm already dead without regret..."

after the empty smell, he didn't swallow the last breath, but forced his spirit to look at Chu Xuan.

Seeing Kongwen's look, chuxuan moved in his heart and understood that Kongwen was a promise to himself, a promise not to hate Ziyun temple, and a promise not to seek revenge from Ziyun temple.

"Ah! Go to peace of mind! I will not take the initiative to find trouble with Ziyun temple. " In order to let the air smell at ease, Chu Xuan had no choice but to promise.

For Kong Wen, he still admires him. This kind of arrogance is not shared by everyone, and it is worthy of his name as an eminent monk.

However, the implication of Chu Xuan is very clear. If the monks of Ziyun Temple want to come to their trouble, they can only hurt the killers.

Get the promise of Chu Xuan, empty smell on the face showed a trace of relief smile, calm down the eyelids.

He has done everything he can. If the monks of Ziyun Temple want to die, he can't manage much. After all, he can't do anything about the things behind him.

Hundreds of millions of netizens, fellow villagers and guests were also shocked to death.

When they saw the relief and serenity on his face, they all felt a deep respect.

No matter how Kong Wen died and what he had done in front of him, he is absolutely a capital person and is absolutely qualified to win the admiration of the people. He deserves to be observed for his existence for several seconds.

At the moment, the image of Kong Wen is extremely tall, as if there is a layer of brilliance on the top of the head, bathed in the real Buddha light.

With that, he nodded his head to the sky, as if he were moving his soul.

The soul of empty smell was pulled into a glimmer of light under a great power, and finally disappeared. I don't know where to go.

Canghai Taoist looked at Kong Wen's actions with consternation, and his fear in his heart also dissipated, and his face became peaceful.

When Chu Xuan looked at him, his white beard trembled a few times, but in the end he could not say any words.

Eyes dim empty smell, silent for a long time, to Chu Xuan way: "you can come over, I have something to say to you."

Although the Canghai Taoist's face became more peaceful, but under the eye of heaven, Chu Xuan still caught the trace of reluctance and resentment hidden in his eyes.