No matter how long the song is, there will be a time to finish singing, and no matter how long the song is, there will be a time to dissipate.

When Lei Jing finished her song, the high priest leaned on the white dike with his slender figure, held his knees with his hands, closed his eyes, and would never open it.

Lei Jing was freed from the faint sound of the piano. When she watched this scene, her mood fluctuated violently. Her fingers were accidentally fluctuated. The strings broke, and drops of blood flowed out of the white fingertips, dyeing her light green silk skirt red. But she didn't have time to deal with the wound, just stared at the high priest in a daze.

Is he really dead?

Lei Jing approached the high priest carefully, unable to hear his breathing, his heartbeat, and pulled his eyelids apart, without seeing any slight radiance.

He was quietly asleep, but actually died.

All sentient beings will die, but how could Lei Jing expect that the high priest would die beside her?

Youhuang can summon souls, but the high priest has no soul anymore.

Lei Jing felt a burst of heat, and then she saw her uncle. His eyes were cold and silent. Without even looking at Lei Jing, she hugged the high priest and walked into Yuhu. Wherever he went, the lake water was evaporated and went straight to the center of the lake. There was already an underground space, slowly opening, and King Xia walked in.

Lei Jing did not follow her in. Although she felt that her uncle, who had always been tough and strong, had a hint of fragility and sadness.

Even if you can move mountains and seas, it is difficult to reverse life and death. This is not the sorrow of King Xia alone, but also the sorrow of most practitioners.

Lei Jing hugged the broken string Youhuang to learn the microscope. She was in a very uneasy now, and only the teacher could help her.

I know that the summer canal in front of the microscope flows continuously, the white clouds in the sky gather and disperse, the green ivy, grass and banana trees are planted in it, and when the wind and rain rise, there will inevitably be extremely sad scenery here.

The one who guided Lei Jing was Tianma. It was already able to speak. When he saw his owner, Yuying, shrouded in sorrow, Tianma just followed her silently, occasionally rubbing Lei Jing with his hot nose.

Shen Lian was in the quiet room on the east side. The morning light in the morning would shine directly on his room, and at night you could see the Eastern Canglong Stars, with the stars shining brightly, and you could see them all.

He knew Lei Jing was coming, so he had finished cooking tea and two cups.

When Lei Jing walked into the quiet room, Shen Lian happened to finish pouring the tea. There were a lot of drops, not a lot of drops, and the curling tea smoke was twisted into a dragon shape, and it would not dissipate for a long time.

These two cups of tea have already had spirituality, and creation has spirituality. That is the realm of Taiyi. Shen Lian seemed to have touched a little bit of mystery about "Taiyi".

Of course, Lei Jing was far from aware of this, just thought that Mr. brewing tea was much better than hers.

Shen Lian took the opportunity to put down the teapot and said, "You are not at peace now, so let's drink tea first."

Lei Jing had no reason to refuse, but looking at the tea smoke, she naturally knew that it was very hot. Fortunately, her physique was not afraid of tea burning her throat, so Lei Jing moved the tea into her mouth very neatly. Unexpectedly, the tea was cold. When she drank it into her mouth, a comfortable cold wave appeared from head to toe.

Looking at Lei Jing's surprised eyes, Shen Lian smiled and said, "Don't make a fuss. The external senses are produced. In fact, there are many ways in the world that can make you reverse the senses of hot and cold. I will pass on this technique to you, but I know you are not interested in learning these things now."

Lei Jing nodded silently, pondered for a while before saying, "Sir, can you tell me why the high priest died like that."

"Since you asked, I won't say nonsense that people will die naturally. In fact, in a certain situation, it is as difficult for a person to live as they are to die. The high priest can live from the establishment of Xia Kingdom until now, and of course he can live for a few more years. Even if Tianyi and I take action, we can still remove the root of the disease for him. But you must know that even if survival is the instinct of sentient beings, there are some things in life that are more precious than living in the eyes of some people, and we can even sacrifice our lives for it." Chen Lian sighed, and he thought of Zhang Ruoxu.

Chen Lian admires such a person, but he cannot do it himself. It has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation.

Lei Jing bit her lip and said, "So the high priest was asking for death himself? Why did he do this?"

"Because Tianyi and I were reluctant to save us, because he wanted King Xia to become the real King Xia." Chen Lian suddenly said in an extremely cold tone, like a sharp knife.

Lei Jing said, "I still don't understand. Mr. and Tianyi can save the high priest but don't save me. But isn't my uncle already the King of Xia?"

"Xia Kingdom is a country with strict hierarchy. From the bottom to the top, it is like a tower. The King of Xia is at the highest point. Do you know that those standing at the highest point can't help but see the farthest and most beautiful scenery, and have to endure the strongest and most violent storm. If you are not careful, you will be blown away from the dust. In that position, you will not be able to tolerate any weakness, and you will not be able to show any weakness. And the high priest has become the King of Xia's weakness, which is a fact." Chen Lian said lightly.

Lei Jing understood that although his uncle was strong, he still had a soft spot in his heart, that is, the high priest. If the high priest is gone, his uncle will not have any weakness. A strong man without weakness is extremely difficult to defeat.

If the King of Xia is not defeated, Daxia will continue to exist until the ages.

This is of course a great thing, but she was very sad for the high priest, would she have to die?

"Do you have to die?" She said this sentence not only in her heart, but also came out of her mouth.

Chen Lian whispered like the wind at night, a little cold, but it would not hurt people. He said, "You don't have to die, but death is the cleanest way. He asked you to play the piano to help you calm your mind, but when he died, he made you restless, just to let you understand a truth."

Lei Jing did not ask and replied, "The high priest wants to tell me, 'This heart is selfless', right? The fluctuations in the mind cannot be absolutely controlled and will be disturbed by the outside world, but we can use the power of ups and downs. The gentleman taught me to call the wind and rain because thunder fell in the silent place, and then the wind and rain grew. The calmer it was, the stronger it would be when the mood was ups and downs? So it was right for me to calm my mind, but my purpose was wrong."

Chen Lian smiled and said, "Now I don't have to teach you anything anymore. Until three days later, you will be with me, you can't refuse."

Lei Jing was still a little resentful. She wanted her husband to explain why she was treating her father like that, but Chen Lian was rarely domineering once, and she could not resist.

She felt a little aggrieved. What she was in front of Shen Lian, it seemed that nothing was counting. And she also lost her distinctive self, which was very different from the past.

Finally, Chen Lian looked at the sunlight outside the window and whispered: "Relaxed may not be a true hero."
Chapter completed!