"Why do you do this?"

“Why?”

Yang Tao sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Chen Qiu with a unique, smiling expression that was unique to the old man, and he said:

"In Penglai Mountain, I heard from the ancestor that you said with your own ears that the sunken autumn is the 'key'. How this world develops and advances in the future is all within your mind.

Since I know this, I am not so stubborn and arrogant, so I must think of a way to hug your Wangchuan Sect's thigh.

You, Sect Master Shen, think you don’t like this scene in my Holy Fire Sect.

I will give all my thousand-year foundation to your brothers, letting him be the leader and govern nearly one million believers in the Western Regions. With your Sect Master Shen’s friendship with brothers, you will never destroy your brother’s stall, right?”

Yang Tao laughed, and the laughter was full of joy, without any regrets.

He looked at Chen Qiu and said:

"I don't ask for anything, but after death, I will be able to melt into the holy fire. The only thing I pray for is that you will sink into autumn and don't break my bright world.

That's where our generation's faith lies.

Just when the spiritual energy is revived, there will be a world that will exist for us fire-wielding people. The holy fire in Shi Yin's hand is the key to opening up my bright world.

The saint cannot leave my teachings, she must stay here, and the believers must see hope."

As he spoke, Yang Tao's eyes also fell on Shi Yin, who had a complicated expression next to him.

He coughed a few times and said with a smile:

"I know that Saint, you have the heart of a young child. You never regard my Holy Volcano as your own home, but your mother was born here, and your ancestors lived here for generations.

This is your home, whether you want to admit it or not.

I know that you have no interest in my teaching affairs, and it is not good to force you to stay here. With your intelligence and intelligence, if you really want to make some trouble, you rely on others in the teachings, and you may not be able to stop them.

I sacrificed my life and face, and used some small way to keep the person you love here and have him with you. I think the saint can also give me more feelings for the Holy Volcano.

Light up the world, the sound of poetry!”

Yang Tao gritted her teeth and said in a pleading tone:

"Light it on, turn it on, and then... no one will stop you from doing anything you want."

"I..."

Shi Yin was still a little hesitant.

Yangtao grinned and tried hard to stand up, he said:

"Is it okay for me to kneel down and beg you? OK, I'll do it now..."

"Not, not."

Shiyin hurriedly reached out and held Yang Tao's body. Her pretty and charming face was filled with a hint of sadness. She looked at Xiao Tie beside her again, and she said:

"I just stay here, but I can't stop myself anymore. I also want to go out and see this country ruled by my Qingqing, and help her to pacify the world."

"It's up to you, it's up to you."

Yang Tao then smiled and said panting:

"As long as you descend the world of light on Mount Holy Volcano, you will be with you. And you, Master Shen, since you have asked so much today, why not say something more."

When the old man was about to die, he whispered to Chen Qiu, who glanced at Yaoqin and said:

"I can't make the decision, you have to tell my wife."

"Yaoqin, I beg you, if you and Shen Qiu give birth to a daughter, let her join my Holy Fire Sect and protect the Holy Fire for ten years, which can help her strengthen her body and awaken the bloodline and magical powers of the Saint Maiden, and will not be bullied by others.

Moreover, the spiritual energy is revived, so there is no need to do the dedication to the Holy Fire."

Yang Tao looked at Yaoqin and said:

"Then your family and your enemies are inherited in this way, and all women are inherited in this way. What do you think?"

Yaoqin was a little confused by this request.

She glanced at her husband, who nodded to her, meaning that it was up to her to decide on her family's bloodline.

"As long as you don't hurt my daughter, you can."

Yaoqin saw Yang Tao begging, and remembered that when she met before, the old man gave her the beloved Baoqin she had loved for the rest of her life. I think that at that time, the old man had already made a decision.

She couldn't bear it, so she responded to Shiyin and nodded.

This last thing must be promised, and Yang Tao's eyes were no longer worried. With the help of Shiyin, he knelt down and prayed, chanting the Holy Fire scriptures loudly. Seeing this, the guardians of the Dharma-Preserving Tribes also knelt down.

"The holy fire is bright, the holy fire is shining, the world is chaotic, and the world is working hard.

The holy fire is raging, the holy fire is brilliant, burning my body and shining with me."

As the Sanskrit recitation was chanting, Yang Tao's voice became weaker, and the expression on his face became more sincere and relaxed, just like waiting for the bliss, and going to step into the flaming land of his dreams and enjoying the eternal tranquility.

"Crash"

As the holy fire in his body burned, the old man was soon covered with golden flames and burned.

But there was no pain on his face. Ten breaths later, amid the cries of the church members, there was only a piece of ashes left on the spot, and it blew in the wind and sprinkled on the entire holy volcano.

Chen Qiu reached out and plucked the remaining residue in the ashes, picked up a few crystal clear and relic-like remains, and could sense them with his heart, and then he could sense the scorching power contained in it.

He threw one for Xiao Tie, put one into Yaoqin's hands, and handed the rest to Shiyin, asking her to share it with important people in the sect.

The Master Wangchuan was not in a happy mood.

It is not something that makes people feel happy to witness an old man with complicated life dying in front of him.

He looked beyond the top of the mountain here, and even west of the Western Regions.

Things are already here.
Chapter completed!