Bianjun, the bodyguards of the Golden Bat Dharma King, and Xin Yun, led a group of brothers from the Bat Clan.
After leaving the Guisha Lake Hall, they did not waste any time and flew to the Golden Bat Cave without stopping.
"Your Majesty, we are going home soon," Bian Jun cried when the flying team saw the Golden Bat Cave.
The other brothers and Xin Yun also started crying, and in an instant, low sobs echoed in the silent valley.
A moment later, a large team of bat tribesmen, carrying the body of the Golden Bat Dharma King, landed at the entrance of the Golden Bat Cave.
"Brothers, please be gentler, don't let your Majesty, the old man, feel bumpy."
The guards of the Golden Bat Dharma King were already sobbing.
Now, after a fierce battle, the Golden Bat Cave is no longer as lively as it used to be, and the whole cave is filled with a solemn atmosphere.
Since Bianjun left, the entire Golden Bat Cave people have become accustomed to the Golden Bat Dharma King and miss him like they are nagging.
They loved this respectable and lovely king from the bottom of their hearts, and he brought joy to the entire Golden Bat Cave.
But at this moment, seeing the cold body of the Golden Bat Dharma King, all the people in the Golden Bat Cave knelt down at the entrance of the cave to welcome the old man back.
"Everyone, please get up," Bianjun said in a tearful tone to the people who were kneeling.
"Your Majesty" The people who knelt down began to cry loudly.
Xin Yun looked at this scene and recalled the scene of his first acquaintance and subsequent interactions with the Golden Bat Karmapa.
His voice and smile appeared in his mind from time to time.
Every time he thought about never seeing the Karmapa again, he felt as if he was weighing down a lot.
A huge stone took my breath away.
The bat brothers carrying the body of the Golden Bat Dharma King moved slowly towards the cave with heavy steps little by little.
Accompanying them on both sides were the grieving bat people.
Xin Yun was pushed by the crowd, like an empty shell without a heart, walking towards the cave.
The Golden Bat Cave has already placed a memorial tablet for His Holiness the Golden Bat, and the people spontaneously sorted out the Buddhist relics and placed them neatly in front of the memorial tablet.
After a simple memorial ceremony, everyone began to discuss how to deal with the body of the Golden Bat Dharma King.
"According to the custom of our bat tribe, the deceased will be sealed in his original cave.
However, the king has a distinguished and special status.
We must ceremoniously bury him properly."
An old man in the tribe said with a look on his face said sadly.
"That's natural, but we can't seal this old man in a dark cave."
The guards of the Golden Bat Dharma King felt a little sad when they thought that the respectable and lovely king would have to be with the dark cave every night in the future.
Can't bear it.
"I also don't agree with the king's body being sealed in the cave," Bian Jun said firmly.
"You guys are all the elites of our bat tribe and are well-informed.
It would be great if we could find a suitable place for our king to stay."
The old man of the bat tribe also hoped that Bianjun and the others could Come up with a solution that has the best of both worlds.
Bianjun and the bodyguards of the Golden Bat Dharma King looked sad.
They did not want the Dharma King to be sealed in the cave, but they did not think of a good place to properly seal the body of the Golden Bat Dharma King.
At this moment, Xin Yun, who had been silent, spoke.
"Normally, I'm not a member of the Bat tribe, so I'm not qualified to say this.
I wonder if I can make a suggestion about where the Dharma King's remains should be sealed."
"Little Master Xin Yun, what you said is obvious.
Although you are not from our Bat Clan, you have a mentor-disciple relationship with the King and are kind to our Bat Clan.
Compared with many of our Bat Clan, you It's much better than them.
It's an honor for us, the Bat Clan, that you can make suggestions for the preservation of the King's body," the old man from the Bat Clan said slowly and emotionally.
"Xin Yun, if you have anything to say, just say it directly," brother-in-law Bianjun said cheerfully.
"Yes, when the king was alive, he had already regarded you as his disciple, and taught you the bat clan's unique magic.
What you just said was a bit interesting."
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The guards of the Golden Bat Dharma King were very Said simply.
"Actually, my proposal is very simple, which is to seal the body of the Dharma King in the Fighting God Basket."
Xin Yun expressed his bold idea.
"Isn't the Fighting God Basket the magic weapon of our Huai tribe?"
The old man from the Bat tribe was surprised when he heard the Fighting God Basket, and secretly sighed at the boldness of Xin Yun's idea.
"It's true that the Fighting God Basket is the magic weapon of our bat clan.
Who else in the bat clan can control this magic weapon?"
the guard of the Golden Bat Dharma King asked.
"This" the elder of the bat clan took a deep breath and was speechless.
"I feel ashamed to say that due to various opportunities, no one in our bat clan, except the king, can control the God of Fighting Basket.
Apart from my brother-in-law Xin Yun, there is no one else outside the clan.
Maybe this is God's will," Bian Jun sighed. road.
"Brother, the guard, knew before that the God of Fighting Basket has boundless divine power and contains the universe.
It is not a problem to seal the body of the Dharma King.
That's why I boldly made such a suggestion."
Xin Yun calmly explained his thoughts.
"Brother Xin Yun is right.
I have indeed entered the Fighting God's Basket before.
It does contain divine power.
The king's body is sealed there without any problems.
Moreover, you can also use the divine power of the Fighting God's Basket to remove the Dharma King's remains.
The body has been properly preserved."
Xin Yun's words were confirmed by the guards of the Golden Bat Dharma King.
"Little Master Xin Yun's suggestion is very good.
It solves the problem of sealing the king's body.
In my humble opinion, I asked little master Xin Yun to cast a spell to permanently seal the king's body in this Fighting God Basket."
The bat clanman said.
The old man said sincerely.
"Since everyone agrees with Xin Yun's suggestion, we will burn incense in front of the king's soul and ask for his permission," Bianjun said to everyone.
"Okay" everyone said in unison and agreed.
Bianjun lit three sticks of incense and led everyone to kneel before the spirit of the Golden Bat Dharma King and bow three times and bow nine times to the Dharma King.
"Your Majesty, today we have unanimously agreed to invite you to the Fighting God Basket.
I hope you are knowledgeable and can agree with our approach.
Please forgive me for the offence."
The leader of Bianjun said to the King of France.
Strangely enough, as soon as Bianjun finished speaking, the green smoke from the three incense sticks in front of the Golden Bat Dharma King's tablet slowly gathered in the air, quickly forming a circle, and it took a while to slowly disperse.
"What does this mean?
Does your Majesty disagree with our approach?"
the guard of the Golden Bat Dharma King said in confusion.
"I don't think the king may have appeared.
He agreed to our approach," the old man from the bat clan said calmly.
"Why do you see it?"
Bian Jun and Xin Yun asked in unison.
"This is not difficult.
The God of Fighting Basket looks like a circle from a distance.
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Your Majesty is hinting to us," the old man from the Bat tribe said with emotion.
Everyone breathed a deep sigh of relief and felt some comfort in their hearts: