Chapter 1262 Taoist Cave, Jade Cauldron Heir

"No need!" Xue An said calmly.

In fact, if Xue An hadn't specially separated a ray of divine sense to protect Xing Yuhe during the battle, he would have already lost his soul, and there would be no chance of waking up and speaking.

Therefore, although this Xing Yuhe was in a semi-comatose state where he couldn't see or speak, he could clearly perceive everything around him.

So Xing Yuhe knew everything that happened just now.

When he saw that Xue An let a little girl draw the finishing touch, and finally condensed a giant dragon, he was almost terrified.

You must know that when Xue An was painting on the city gate, he also saw it with his own eyes.

At that time, Xing Yushu asked him if there was really a secret technique that could bring paintings back to life.

Of course Xing Yuhe shook his head in denial.

Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face mercilessly by the facts.

But Xing Yuhe wasn't depressed at all, instead he was very excited.

Because as a Taoist heir, he can certainly see the aura contained in this giant dragon.

It was a kind of magnificent Taoist atmosphere, far better than myself.

He knew at that time that this Xue An was definitely an expert with profound Taoism, but it was a pity that he didn't know Mount Tai with his eyes before!

So when he woke up, the first thing he said was to respect Xue An as a senior.

After all, masters are masters!

Given Xue An's strength, it was only natural for him to call himself a senior.

Xue An was noncommittal about this, but said indifferently: "Say what you have to say as soon as possible, your soul has been completely exhausted, I just use secret techniques to maintain it for you, and when the time is up, you will be out of your wits!"

Although Xue An can wake up Xing Yuhe, that's all.

Because this Xing Yuhe was first poisoned with a strange poison, which had exhausted all his energy for a long time, and fought one after another, forcibly overdrawing the power of his soul.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Xue An's sea of ​​thoughts, he wouldn't even be able to survive this period of time.

But after hearing this, Xing Yushu couldn't help but let out a groan, and almost fainted to the ground.

On the contrary, Xing Yuhe was very calm, raised his eyebrows, and said softly: "Yushu, what did I tell you before?"

Xing Yushu gradually stopped crying, but still lowered his head, sobbing silently.

Xing Yuhe's eye sockets were also a little sore, but he still took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Xue An respectfully.

"Senior, the finishing touch you used before is the art of Taoism?"

Xue An nodded, "Yes!"

Speaking of this, Xue An paused, then sighed and said: "It's a pity that the strength has not been fully recovered now, otherwise I would just grab a real dragon and come here, and it would save me trouble!"

Xue An's words were full of regret.

Xing Yuhe fell into a daze, and the real dragon... even grabbed it directly.

But soon, he regained his sobriety, and his attitude became more respectful.

"Being able to see the Taoism of the senior, I will die without regret!"

Speaking of this, Xing Yuhe got up with difficulty, and knelt down towards Xue An staggeringly.

Xue An slightly raised his eyebrows, but did not dodge, "What?"

Xing Yuhe took a deep breath, "Senior, my life is not long, but before I die, I want to ask senior one thing!"

"Speak!" Xue An said calmly.

"Senior, to tell you the truth, I am a disciple of the Jade Cauldron Pavilion, one of the Seven Caves of Taoism!"

Xue An was noncommittal and listened quietly.

Xing Yuhe obviously felt the urgency of time,

The speed of speaking has also accelerated a lot.

"A hundred years ago, due to my limited talent, I stopped being an outer disciple, and finally went down the mountain and returned to my hometown, Jingguo. At the beginning, I lived in peace. I also wanted to make a career and keep everyone safe! I didn't expect this Jing Guo’s government and the public are so stupid that just a dozen years ago, because they wanted to live forever, they enlisted in the Ghost Sect!”

"My Xing family has been the guardian of Jingguo for generations, and the Ghost Sect is a deadly enemy who can't balance righteousness and evil. Naturally, I refused to agree. As a result..."

Xing Yuhe's words trembled a little, "In the end, all the powers in Jingguo unexpectedly attacked my Xing family, and almost killed my Xing family. I was the only one who escaped desperately with the jade book, but I was also seriously injured!"

"From now on, I will hide in this demon-sealed small town and just survive. I just want to wait for Yushu to become an adult, take him back to the teacher's school, inherit my fate, and restore my Xing family! In that case, I will be dead. Rest in peace too!"

"Looking at the current situation, I can't do these things! So..."

At this moment, Xing Yuhe's voice had begun to fluctuate, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, but he still looked at Xue An extremely resolutely.

"I have an unfeeling request. I hope that senior can send the jade book back to my teacher's school and inherit the fate I left behind! If senior can agree, Yu He will be very grateful!"

With that said, Xing Yuhe kowtowed to the ground with difficulty.

Xing Yushu had already cried into tears, and knelt down on the ground with his grandfather.

Xue Jing quietly looked at the old man who had run out of oil and lamps. After a while, a look of regret appeared on his face, and then he nodded.

"Okay! I promise you!"

Hearing this, Xing Yuhe was shocked and wept with joy, "Thank you, senior!"

After all, he kowtowed again and again.

Xue An waved his hand, "No need!"

In fact, even if Xing Yuhe didn't say anything, Xue An was still going to visit his master's school.

After all, what Xing Yuhe practiced was the orthodox Chinese Taoism.

Then his division is obviously related to the Chinese people.

Xue An naturally wanted to find out about these things.

At this time, cracks gradually appeared on Xing Yuhe's arm, and pieces began to fall down.

"Grandpa!" Xing Yushu exclaimed.

Xing Yuhe raised his head as if he had let go of a heavy burden, but at this moment, his eyes had already turned into nothingness, leaving only two dark eye sockets.

Even so, he still said in an extremely weak voice: "Yushu, help me point to the northwest!"

With sobs, Xing Yushu stepped forward to help Xing Yuhe aim at the northwest.

Then I saw Xing Yuhe kowtow respectfully to the northwest three times, and then said softly: "The unworthy disciple Xing Yuhe, kowtow here! This disciple has never dishonored the glory of the master in this life! I... have no regrets!"

When the last word was finished, a relieved smile appeared on Xing Yuhe's face, and then his whole body broke apart, turned into powder, and went away with the wind.

"Grandpa, have a good journey!" Xing Yushu kowtowed repeatedly, sobbing.

At the same time, all the residents of Fengmo Town were also kneeling on the ground.

"Master Xing, have a good journey!".

Xing Yuhe once protected the town for ten years, now that he is gone, the people of the town will naturally send him off for the last time.

Amidst the heaven-shattering cries, hanging beside the city gate, the original blood-red Soul Slaying Lamp, as if fading, turned into...snow-white in an instant!