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Following the story of the monk Jing Song, Lin Zheng roughly understood the origin of these three children and the purpose for which Jing Song had invited him here. It could be said that these three people were pitiful people. Ten years ago, they had no family of their own, and they just followed the monk Jing Song. It could be said that these three people were pitiful people, and it was ten years ago, they didn't have family of their own.

In the following days, they lived very simple lives. Since Jing Song was a monk, he naturally couldn't eat meat, and since he accepted three people as his disciples, they also couldn't eat meat. As the only source of food in the village was hunting, so their food could only be meat. Now that the meat was gone, they grew even slower. Jing Song's cultivation had reached the late stage of the Nascent Level. Although he hadn't reached the Dragon Elephant Fruit, he could still stay idle for a long time. However, the three of them couldn't go without eating and drinking. Once the food problem was solved, the rest would be solved. Wearing. Jing Song had the monastic robe, so these three people could wear it. Moreover, the villagers were dead, but their families were still around. This was solved.

Jing Song originally wanted to bring the three children back to the Jia Lan Temple, but after thinking about it again and again, he realized that these three children were too difficult. Jing Song originally wanted to bring the three children back to the Jia Lan Temple, but after thinking about it again and again, these three children were too difficult. Therefore, Jing Song didn't bring the three children to the Jia Lan Temple, so he temporarily stayed there to take care of them.

Jing Song's cultivation level was not high, so he had to impart cultivation techniques to his disciples. However, he still imparted cultivation techniques to three people. However, Jing Song did not expect that these three children's talents were very good and were extremely suitable for cultivation. The buddhist techniques that he imparted to these three children were immediately learned and quickly mastered. Jing Song was surprised by this, so he made up his mind to teach the three children well. In the blink of an eye, five years had passed and Jing Song's cultivation technique had been passed down to the three children, the eldest of whom was known as Mo Xi, and the youngest, Mo Chou, was too young. When Jing Song had saved him, Mo Chou was still a baby, and his cultivation was the slowest. And it was this year that the three children kneeled in front of Jing Song, wanting Jing Song to become their monk. They were willing to join the buddhist faith and serve Jing Song for their entire lives. This made Jing Song very happy, but also very happy. However, Jing Song didn't want the three children to join the Buddhist Sect. He hoped that the three children could continue the incense of the village when they grew up, but this time, the three children were very determined. The three children who had always been obedient were very decisive this time.

After another five years, Jing Song's life was almost over. These three children were always by his side, like father and son. As Jing Song grew older, his body gradually began to slide down. Firstly, at his Heavenly Palace, the place had become darker, his consciousness had dissipated, and the world had shrunk and eventually disappeared. The abode was even worse. The four walls of the abode were no longer able to restrain the spirit energy, and the spirit energy within Jing Song's body gradually flowed out of his body. The heavens seemed to be even more ruthless. When Jing Song was about to become a mortal, his illness also followed. Jing Song was sick, and this illness was extremely serious. It was as if Jing Song was about to lose his life. The three children were helpless as well. They could only watch as their master suffered.

On this day, Jing Song felt that his day was approaching. He slept soundly on the straw pallet, and at that moment, he had a dream. When he woke up, he realized that this might be a sign from the heavens. These three children should have been saved, so he forced them to head southwest towards the small mountain, eventually picking up Lin Zheng.

"I've said so much, how should I address you?" At this time, after Jing Song finished talking about the accident, he was still in high spirits and asked Lin Zheng.

"Lin Zheng, the Immortal Hidden Sect." Lin Zheng decisively replied.

"I've never heard of this sect, but regardless of where the hero comes from, I believe you are the person the four of us are waiting for. Furthermore, you will also be their savior." Jing Song said.

"Maybe not. It was just a dream, not real." Lin Zheng was silent for a moment, then replied, "Right now, he is in a very difficult situation. The Buddha Temple is going to hold a grand meeting, and the old Formica Jia Na is going to push himself out, his path is also very uncertain. He doesn't even know what his path is, how can he care about others right now."

This is a sign. Our buddhist faith says that when one is about to die, one sees a trace of a sign. I believe that this is a sign of the heavens. The heavens have arranged for me to give you the three children, and you are the future of the three children. " Jing Song insisted.

"Heavens, the Heavens are there. We cultivators truly believe that there will be a day in this world." Lin was trying to argue.

"My cultivation is not high, but I have a lot of experience?" The so-called 'heaven' did not refer to the sky, but to the laws. It was said that when a person was about to die, they would have a trace of clarity. "However, I do not think that the heavens are referring to the sky, but rather to a Dao. This Dao exists everywhere at any time and place. As long as you touch this Dao, you will be able to sense it." Jing Song said again.

"Dao? What is Dao?" Lin Zheng asked. It seemed like having a long life was a good thing. He could understand many things.

"Don't know?" If I knew, I wouldn't be where I am today. " Jing Song answered very straightforwardly.

"However, I think Fellow will definitely go further than me. When that time comes, Fellow should be able to understand what the Dao is." If Fellow Daoist has understood what the Dao is, please burn a few sheets of paper in front of my grave and let me know. " Jing Song said again.

"Could it be that my dream was not a heavenly omen? Then, why did my third disciple lead you here?" Jing Song asked.

Lin Zheng was speechless. He was confused as well. Why was it that what Jing Song said was exactly the same as what happened today? When he came here, Mo Chou and Ben went out to look for food without even coming to the roof, and Mo Xi and Mo Xiao went out without saying a word, and the old monk was sitting here unable to move, so how could he know all this?

"Cough, cough ?" Just as Lin was deep in thought, Lin Zheng regained his senses with a series of coughs and looked at Monk Jing Song. At this moment, the old monk wanted to stand up, but he kept coughing. He moved but he still couldn't stand up and weakly laid down. When Lin Zheng saw this, he could only take a step forward and gently support Jing Song's back. He then inserted a thread of chaotic energy into Jing Song's body.

A faint white light flowed into the old monk's body. After a while, his shriveled skin began to emit a layer of white light, but it was so weak that it was almost impossible to see. Jing Song seemed to be able to sense Lin Zheng's actions. He used his cultivation technique to refine this strand of spiritual energy, but unfortunately, his body was already tightly connected to the corpse, so he was unable to urge on any aura. However, Lin Zheng's Qi of primal chaos made Jing Song feel much more energetic. Lin Zheng supported Jing Song's back and helped him up before retreating.

"Fellow Daoist, no, I should call you Senior. My life is about to wither, and the trace of Senior's aura will keep me alive for a bit longer." This is good as well. I still have a few things I need to tell Senior. " Jing Song coughed and said.

"If it's too hard, don't say it. I don't have time to do it for you. I might as well tell you the truth, I'm also in a life or death situation. " Lin Zheng said.

"Is senior in trouble too?" However, I believe in the heavens. The reason that the heavens sent senior to me is to tell me that I can pass these three children to you. " As Jing Song spoke, he leaned forward and knelt in front of Lin Zheng. Lin Zheng did not expect this action.

"How about this, if I'm able to survive this disaster, I'll take care of these three children for you." Lin Zheng could not bear to see an elder like Jing Song kneel to him, so he stood up to help Jing Song up.

"Senior is agreeing. I thank you on behalf of my three children." Jing Song was very happy to see Lin Zheng agree.

"Since Senior has agreed to it, I can tell Senior these few things." Jing Song said again.

At this moment, the sound of running could be heard and the door creaked open. The young monk ran in with a face full of filth and held a wild fruit in his hand. It was a red fruit shaped like an apple.

"Master! Master, look what I've gotten today. " The little monk ran to the front of the grass hut and sat down beside Jing Song naturally. He then handed the wild fruit to Jing Song.

"Master, I went to the forbidden area today. I kowtowed to the ancestor and asked him to give you more lifespan. In the end, the ancestor seemed to understand something. This appeared in a flash on the stone in the forbidden area." I think it must have been given to you by our ancestors to keep you alive for a while longer. " The little monk explained.

"Longevity Fruit!" "It's actually this thing." Jing Song was very surprised to see the wild fruit.

"What is a Longevity Fruit? Are you sure you don't need to die, Master?" The little monk said.

"It's a pity that this fruit is not ripe yet. Even if I eat it, it will only extend my life for three to five years. If it matures, it shouldn't be a problem to extend it for fifty to sixty years." Jing Song sighed and said.

"Master, isn't it someone who appeared in the past and gave this to you? If you want to eat it, eat it ?" The little monk said. After he finished speaking, he pushed the Longevity Fruit into Jing Song's mouth.

"Master Fu, the spring water has been retrieved. Do you want to take it in now?" At this moment, Mo Xi's voice came from outside.

"Come in. Guest, you must be thirsty." Jing Song instructed.

A shadow flashed, and Mohe entered the house, followed by Mohe. At this moment, Mo Xi was holding a broken earthenware jar in his hand, inside it was half filled with water, Mo Xi bowed and brought the jar in front of Lin Zheng.

"Senior, drink it. This water contains a little bit of spiritual energy, and it also has the effect of clearing one's mind and vision." Jing let out a sigh.

Lin Zheng took the pot and took a look at it. The water inside was slightly yellow, as if it was mud water that had just been precipitated. However, Lin Zheng sensed that the pot really contained some spirit energy. Lin Zheng took it and took a sip before putting the water aside.

"Senior, you can refine the water that you drink into your body. You are indeed what I said." Jing Song said.

When Lin Zheng heard Jing Song's words, he activated the Spirit Attraction Technique to create the earth attributed spiritual energy in the water. Lin Zheng listened to Jing Song's words and used the Spirit Attraction Technique to create the earth attributed spiritual energy in the water. Lin Zheng activated his Mysterious Technique and dissolved the drool. This refining process was not bad, and Lin Zheng felt a warm flow through his limbs and bones and his body immediately relaxed. Right at that moment, a warm current gathered in his eyes. His eyes, as if they had been roasted by fire, first felt warm, but instead felt pain. Lin Zheng cursed inwardly, could it be that there was something wrong with the water, that the old monk and the three young monks were not good people?