Is this just fateful reincarnation?

Daoyue didn't know what kind of mood he should feel. Should he be happy for himself? Or should he be sad for the people?

Ye Yuan wanted to try again, so he advised.

"Master, take the medicine. Senior brother still wants you to teach me."

Daoyue shook his head and refused again.

"Bianji, I can feel it. The deadline is coming. It's tonight. If you let Bianyan come in, I'll feel relieved if I take more care of your senior brother from now on."

Ye Yuanyuan had made up his mind and could not change it. He had no choice but to stand up and call Dialectics in.

Dialectian seemed to have a premonition of something, and as soon as he came in, he threw himself on Dao Yue, crying and shouting.

"Master."

Dao Yue was out of breath and had a very painful expression on his face.

Ye Yuan saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly pulled Dialectian up to prevent him from crushing Dao Yue to death.

It will be funny then. A generation of eminent monks did not pass away by themselves, but were crushed to death by their disciples.

Dao Yue felt a little more comfortable now that there was no heavy weight on his body. Even though he had a good temper, he was not angry at all.

"My master is not dead yet!"

Dialectical wiped his tears and stood there sheepishly, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Dialectic, from now on you have to be calm, don't be impatient when things happen, and discuss with your junior brother more often, you know?"

"knew."

Dialectical nodded. He knew that the master was explaining the funeral arrangements, and tears fell uncontrollably.

It made Dao Yue even have the urge to cry.

However, he held back and comforted him.

"Don't be sad. I have practiced Buddhism for many years as my master. After my death, I will go to my own place. Of course, our master and disciple will still meet each other in the future."

…

At ten minutes in the middle of the night, Daoyue suddenly became full of energy. Under the gaze of his two apprentices and his daughter, he sat cross-legged and passed away.

"Master!"

Looking at the crying dialectic, Ye Yuan and Nannan just silently recited the rebirth mantra.

Ye Yuan knew that the old monk still couldn't cultivate enough and couldn't go to the Western Paradise at all. He just reincarnated.
Chapter completed!