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Chapter 402: The Origin of Burning(2/2)

As the handsome monk's cultivation level declined, his face gradually became older.

"Third Elder, you have to think about your infant child! You can't die here."

Seeing that the handsome monk couldn't listen to his words, the old man with white hair and boyish face thought of the handsome monk and an infant child. He wanted to use this child to regain the handsome monk's sanity.

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"Yes, you have to think about your infant child. If you die here, your infant child will not have a father!"

The middle-aged man with fine features heard the words of the old man with white hair and childish face, and he also wanted to use the handsome monk's infant child to awaken the handsome monk's reason.

"ah……"

The handsome monk heard them talking about his infant child, and he shouted, and the red color in his eyes faded a little.

Apparently, the mention of his own infant child had brought him back to some sense, but not entirely.

"Third Elder, you have to think about your children and your relatives!" The old man with white hair and childlike face saw that the handsome monk's infant child could stimulate him and make him regain some sense.

He continued with a happy face.

"Yes, you can destroy yourself at all costs, but you cannot destroy your relatives." The handsome middle-aged man also used the relatives of the handsome monk to persuade the handsome monk.

"This guy actually dares to burn the source. He is really desperate for his life." The thin monk shook his head and said.

"Elder, did you think before that he had no chance of winning?" said the sturdy monk.

"Even if he burns his origin, it is impossible for his strength to reach level nine and three stars. He can't even fight with the opponent. How can he win? Isn't this funny?" said the thin monk.

Time flew by, and when they were trying to persuade the handsome monk, more than a dozen breaths had passed.

The handsome monk can no longer sustain this state for more than a few breaths. Once he is forced to exit this state, it means that his cultivation has been burned out, and if he does not exit this state now,

state, then it will begin to burn his life.

After his life is burned out, death is the only thing waiting for him!

At this time, his face was no longer handsome, but full of wrinkles, and his hair was completely white.

The old man with white hair and boyish face and the middle-aged man with fine features were still trying to persuade him with earnest words.

But the "handsome-faced" monk had no time left, and his life had been burned out.

"ah……"

Because the "handsome-faced" monk burned up his cultivation and life in a few dozen breaths. His powerful cultivation and tenacious vitality suddenly passed away, and the pain was beyond his ability to bear.

Yes, he let out a scream that echoed through the sky.

"No……"

When the old man with white hair and boyish face saw that the "handsome-faced" monk's cultivation and life were burned away but he still let out a scream that echoed through the sky, he shouted loudly.

"you……"

The "handsome-looking" monk used all his remaining strength to point at the handsome middle-aged man.

After a while, the finger he just raised fell heavily to the ground.

He...the path of life and death disappeared.

"This..." Everyone present did not expect that things would turn out like this.

"Alas..." The minister shook his head helplessly. He was seeking death on his own, and it was not like he had not tried to persuade him. But he insisted on doing this, and the minister was also helpless.

This handsome-looking monk is a ninth-level one-star monk after all. It is not easy to cultivate like this. And he is a treasure to their sect. Now this guy actually died in the hands of the minister, no matter it was

It wasn't the minister who killed him. Anyway, the debt must be settled on the minister's head.

The hatred of the monk with the white hair and boyish face suddenly surged up from his heart, and his neck and face turned red. When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous. At this time, it was like a bomb exploded in his heart, and a force from his heart radiated to his whole body and all the blood vessels in his body.

It's about to explode.

However, he knew that he was far from the Chamberlain's opponent. Even if he risked his life like that handsome monk, he might not be able to defeat the Chamberlain in the slightest, so he could only grind his iron teeth and swallow it.

"You..." The old monk with gray hair and childish face seemed to have grown much older all of a sudden. He pointed at the minister and was speechless.

"Old man, this was not my intention." The servant wanted to defend his behavior.

But it is useless to say anything now, that monk will never listen.

"Remember it, I don't care if you are the minister of Wan Teng Sect or not. Our Qingyan Sect has remembered what happened today. See you in the future!" The old monk said a harsh word to the minister, then turned around and left.

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[Author's digression]: I updated it yesterday, but it will take a few days for Tadu to recover.
Chapter completed!
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