The moment Xing Chi appeared, the scene instantly quieted down.
Then, everyone stopped talking, stood up one after another, and bowed to Xing Chi in a junior's salute.
"Master."
"Master Xing Chi."
Xing Chi began to travel the martial world in his twenties, and it has been nearly seventy years since then.
In these seventy years, he has done good, eliminated evil, saved people, and killed people, but he has never done a single wrong thing.
Great Shuo's reign titles have changed four times, and four emperors have been replaced. People in the martial world have come and gone, changing seven or eight times over. Almost every martial artist, before stepping into the martial world, would be told by his master:
"Master Xing Chi of Shaolin is the most virtuous and respected Divine Monk in the martial world."
"If there is any major problem in the martial world that cannot be solved in the future, go to Shaolin to find Master Xing Chi."
"If you have no way to ascend to heaven or descend to earth, go find Master Xing Chi to preside over justice."
In terms of seniority, virtue, martial arts, and deeds, if one were to find a "perfect person" in the martial world, there would be no second choice besides Xing Chi.
Xing Chi turned around, and Yongjie supported him, returning the bows to everyone one by one.
He no longer possessed the vitality he had three days ago, and his extraordinary "Vajra" bones had already become withered.
He could no longer walk on his own.
Xing Chi was going to die.
Logically speaking, a peak expert who has achieved perfect completion, unless he possesses other incomplete realms, would not fall into the Celestial Human Five Declines.
However, Xing Chi relied on Shaolin's foundation, took a crooked path, and forcibly pushed "Vajra" to a level beyond perfection, which allowed him to fight against Ji Tianrui. How could there be no price to pay?
Li Miao also thought about saving him and examined his body and meridians.
Xing Chi's body could no longer be considered a "human." His bones were gradually solidifying, and his True Qi had turned into a highly concentrated gelatinous substance, constantly evolving into crystals, gradually piercing every inch of his meridians and tearing apart every internal organ.
And this True Qi could not break through his "Vajra" flesh, so all the blood was contained within Xing Chi's body.
That's why his face appeared normal.
It could be said that ever since his battle with Ji Tianrui, Xing Chi had been enduring pain far exceeding the Celestial Human Five Declines, like being "cut into a thousand pieces."
For this situation, Jia Yi Divine Skill was also useless.
Li Miao only had one method.
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His "biological welding" martial art, which he used to heal Liu Baiyun, might be able to cut off limbs and internal organs from evil people and graft them onto Xing Chi.
Li Miao mentioned this method to Xing Chi, but Xing Chi smiled and refused.
"Taking life to prolong life is like the demonic path."
"This monk has been cautious and walked on thin ice his whole life, finally becoming a good monk with great difficulty. If I were to do such a thing at the end, wouldn't it negate over ninety years of cultivation?"
"Origin and demise are all karma. This monk should let go of this stinking flesh and go to see the Buddha that this monk has believed in his whole life."
Li Miao could only respect Xing Chi's choice.
Getting back to the present, when everyone saw Xing Chi just now, they all hastily lowered their heads in salute.
When they looked up and saw Xing Chi's appearance, they were all instantly greatly alarmed.
"Master!"
"Master Xing Chi!"
"This! This!"
Not only were they flustered, but some even started to weep uncontrollably before they could even speak, sobbing.
When the Ming Cult attacked the mountain gate, Xing Chi suddenly wanted to abdicate, and he only waited three days, not even waiting for the truly influential great sects to come and pay their respects.
Logically, it would be easy to deduce that Xing Chi might be in danger.
However, no one had actually thought that Xing Chi would die.
How could he die?
When they besieged Bright Summit, the Ming Cult started a mountain fire, and Xing Chi rushed into the sea of fire alone to rescue the trapped martial artists, but Xing Chi did not die.
During the great disaster in Fujian, Xing Chi exhausted his True Qi multiple times, almost running out of energy, and even gave his own rations to the affected common people, not eating for nearly a month, looking emaciated from internal and external difficulties, but Xing Chi did not die.
When Green Willow Tower ran rampant in the martial world, annihilating the entire Hidden Sword Villa, Xing Chi traveled five hundred li day and night to the mountain, protecting the villa master's orphaned daughter on the peak, resisting the siege of hundreds of assassins from Green Willow Tower for three days, covered in blood, finally holding out until the righteous path of the martial world came to reinforce, and Xing Chi still did not die.
Ascending mountains, descending mountains, eliminating evil, saving people—these deeds, some of which have even been forgotten with the passage of time.
Xing Chi was always there, in the martial world.
The martial artists had long regarded him as a kind of faith, unique to the martial world.
It was as if as long as he was still there, there would still be justice in the martial world, still a reliance when there was no way to ascend to heaven or descend to earth, and still a righteous path that could be truly entrusted and completely believed in.
If Xing Chi believed in the Buddha, then the Buddha in the hearts of the martial artists was Xing Chi.
Now, seeing Xing Chi in this state, everyone felt as if the sky had fallen.
"This, this!"
Master Xiao, who had just been thinking about arguing with Li Miao, no longer had the intention to compete at this moment, stuttering, his hands tightly clenched into fists, tears streaming from his eyes.
When he first entered the martial world, he provoked a master who was both righteous and evil.
According to the rules of the martial world, it was his fault at the time. Although that person's demand for his life was a bit out of line, firstly, that person's martial arts were too high, and secondly, he was at fault first, so no one stood up for him.
With nowhere to turn, he found Xing Chi, who was then assisting in disaster relief nearby.
Xing Chi took him to find that master, humbled himself on his behalf, apologized, and said a few words:
"Young Hero Xiao is still young; perhaps he can save many lives in the future."
"This monk cultivates Buddhism and lacks merit the most. Why don't I, this monk, repay this debt on his behalf."
"The lives he saves in the future will all be counted as this monk's merit."
"The path of the martial world is long, with many Bewildered and difficulties. There are too many people who make a single wrong step due to a momentary lapse."
"This monk should pull him up and give him a chance to make amends."
After speaking, Xing Chi struck himself with a palm, immediately suffering severe injuries and spitting out blood.
That master then wrote off his enmity with Master Xiao.
Although Master Xiao still couldn't change his temper in the future and would always do some stubborn and childish things, he firmly remembered Xing Chi's words.
After that day, every time Master Xiao saved a person, he would send a letter to Xing Chi.
Saying that the Young Hero Xiao of that year had repaid Master Xing Chi a portion of merit.
Xing Chi would also reply with a letter, writing a word of encouragement.
So Master Xiao continued to save people and continued to write letters.
Many of the people present had similar experiences.
The square, which had been bustling just a moment ago, suddenly resounded with collective sobs, and many martial artists who usually put on airs could not hold their weapons, dropping them to the ground and covering their faces, weeping.
"Ma-Master, is there, is there still a way?"
Master Xiao asked tremblingly.
Xing Chi smiled, and at this smile, Master Xiao was momentarily stunned even more.
Many of Xing Chi's teeth had fallen out.
Cultivating to the peak level, one would already possess a certain divine aura of indestructibility; such signs of impending death, like thinning hair and loose teeth, would not appear until one was on the verge of death.
"This monk has troubled everyone."
"I had intended to tell everyone about this later, but I did not expect this monk's body to deteriorate so quickly that it can no longer hold up."
Xing Chi spoke a few words, and it seemed he could no longer support himself. After a while, he continued to speak.
"Today, besides passing on my position to this unworthy disciple of mine."
"Indeed, I also wanted to tell everyone."
"This monk is going to enter nirvana."