【The Legend of Tang Dynasty: Boundless Romance (The Legend of Tang Dynasty)】(Chapter 570 of the Tang Dynasty Chapter)

Chapter 570

Han Xing gently pressed Jin Bingyun's shoulder with his right hand and said softly, "Trust me, everything will be alright."

Although Jin Bingyun had held the Heavenly Fang for a while, she had never truly witnessed its healing power and remained

somewhat skeptical that a knife could save a life. However, at this moment, she realized that Yan Jing'an had passed away, and her

sorrow was at its lowest point. Han Xing was the man she loved, and hearing his words of comfort, her body went limp, and she leaned into his arms,

burying her face in his broad shoulders. This moment revealed her vulnerable and protective nature, which aroused Han Xing's

pity and made him even more dissatisfied with Yan Jing'an's actions.

Qin Mengyao, seeing them like this, felt even more envious, which made her feel worse. In fact, she had also realized Yan Jing'an

's passing. If she were alone with Han Xing, and he was willing to abandon his usual implicit resistance and

speak softly to comfort her, she probably would have also rushed into his arms, accepting his love and comfort.

However, Jin Bingyun was currently in Han Xing's arms, and Han Xing was only focused on comforting Bingyun, showing no intention of

comforting Qin Mengyao. This wasn't entirely Han Xing's fault; after all, Jin Bingyun was his woman, and

it's only natural for a man to comfort his woman. He and Qin Mengyao, at most, only had a slight, ambiguous relationship, and neither of them

intended to cross that line.

Jin Bingyun was Han Xing's woman, so she could have his embrace, even though Han Xing's heart was

wide to easily accommodate Qin Mengyao as well. But in this situation, Qin Mengyao had no face to return

to Han Xing's arms and could only bear that pain alone.

The first, outermost gate of Cihang Jingzhai's renowned "Seven Gates" opened, followed by the second,

the third... The gates, each deeper than the last, unfolded before the three, as if opening

a gateway to another world, or revealing a secret path to a paradise away from this harsh reality.

When the seventh gate finally opened, the three saw the large square, usually frequented only by birds, filled with nuns

meditating within Cihang Jingzhai.

Each held a lantern, their solemn expressions illuminating the area inside and outside the gates with a crimson glow, creating an

eerie .

Jin Bingyun had imagined a thousand scenarios of what she would encounter upon returning to Jingzhai, but she had never considered this

possibility .

"Let's go," Han Xing said, linking his arm around Jin Bingyun's slender waist as they slowly walked towards the Seven Gates. He sensed the profound sorrow

in 's heart and secretly resolved to teach Yan Jing'an a lesson.

As the three stepped through the seventh gate, the nuns parted to the sides, revealing a human wall leading directly

to the main hall of Cihang Jingzhai, the "Cihang Hall."

The gate was tightly closed.

Beside the gate stood a middle-aged nun with a thin face.

She was "Wentian Nun," whose status within Cihang Jingzhai was second only to Yan Jing'an.

She had entered seclusion to cultivate Taoism when Jin Bingyun was twelve years old, and surprisingly, she remained exactly as she had been when she entered seclusion; more than ten years had

left no trace on her face.

Jin Bingyun and Qin Mengyao's bodies trembled slightly, but they did not stop, stepping onto the cobblestone plaza

.

Wentian Nun looked at them calmly, without joy or sorrow.

Jin Bingyun left Han Xing's embrace and stopped with Qin Mengyao in front of Wentian Nun, her lips trembling, but she could

not utter a word.

Wentianni chanted a low Buddhist prayer and said, "Bingyun and Mengyao, please go in! Don't keep your master waiting."

She silently watched Jin Bingyun and Qin Mengyao walk towards the main hall. Seeing Han Xing following them without any politeness, she

frowned slightly, about to speak to stop them, but under Han Xing's threatening and warning gaze, she trembled and

swallowed back the words she was about to say.

Thinking of the rumors about Han Xing, Wentianni thought to herself, "Just one look and he has such power.

It seems the intelligence is indeed true. This young man is the most promising and potential master to defeat Pang Ban after Lang Fanyun."

However, this young man is also a demonic figure. Could he become another demon after Pang Ban? Moreover, this young man is Han Chinese.

If he really becomes the greatest demon after Pang Ban, then it will be impossible to gather masters to deal with

him under the guise of resisting foreign tribes. If that happens, perhaps only Bingyun and Mengyao can restrain him with their emotions.

Jin Bingyun walked to the main hall door, her beautiful eyes misting over as she gazed blankly at the closed door. She softly murmured, "

Master..." and reached out to push the door open.

"Eek!"

The door opened a crack.

The warm, flickering light of a candle shone through.

Jin Bingyun pressed her pretty face against the wooden door, the familiar scent filling her nostrils. She remembered once

playing hide-and-seek , hiding behind this very door and inhaling the same familiar woody aroma.

Jin Bingyun and Qin Mengyao together pried open the large wooden door and went inside. Han Xing, however, didn't rush in; he

knew he needed to give the two women some time.

A spacious, rectangular hall stretched out before them. At the far end of the hall stood a towering stone Buddha, two zhang tall, seated cross-legged, his hands forming the lotus mudra

. In the center of the hall sat a stone bed, where Yan Jing'an, dressed in snow-white robes, lay silently, her head

turned towards the stone Buddha.

Qin Mengyao stared blankly at Yan Jing'an's corpse, while Jin Bingyun trembled violently, taking a while

to regain her composure. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she walked step by step towards Yan Jing'an lying on the stone bed

.

"Master, you're dead.

Why didn't you wait a little longer for your little Bingyun?"

She finally reached the stone bed.

Yan Jing'an's phoenix eyes were peacefully closed, her face serene and beautiful as ever.

But life had left her.

Jin Bingyun felt a wave of weakness wash over her; her legs gave way, and she knelt on the ground.

Yan Jing'an was dead.

"Master!

Do you know that Bingyun doesn't blame you at all?

Only your little Bingyun understands your greatness, understands the sacrifices you made for the martial world and all living beings.

Only you could postpone the disaster for twenty years, and now at least Lang Fanyun and Han Xing exist."

If Han Xing heard Jin Bingyun's innermost thoughts, he would surely be utterly disdainful. The Mongol rule in the Central Plains was brutal and extremely

unpopular , which was why there were so many anti-Mongol rebel armies. History has long shown that an unpopular court,

no matter how hard it tries to suppress one faction, will immediately see another rise up. For example, at the end of the Qin Dynasty, after much effort, it finally suppressed Chen Sheng.

Wu Guang's uprising was followed by the emergence of Xiang Yu and Liu Bang's forces.

Pang Ban, with his formidable martial arts and exceptional wisdom, might be able to suppress the anti-Mongol rebels led by Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Youliang, but

could he maintain that suppression indefinitely? Moreover, he was always devoted to the Dao and thoroughly abhorred worldly strife; would he

waste his life on a dynasty destined for destruction? Pang Ban's retirement was not only due to Yan Jing'an's request

but also to allow the Central Plains martial arts world sufficient time and space to cultivate masters capable of

matching .

Wen Tianni's voice sounded from behind: "Master Yan passed away half a day ago. Before her death, she firmly believed you would return

soon , so she ordered that you be waited for to see her one last time before being cremated and your ashes scattered around the 'Rain Appreciation Pavilion' on the back mountain

. Now you have finally arrived."

Jin Bingyun's expression was remarkably calm, her eyes unwavering. She slowly raised her head, gazing at Wen Tianni's flawless

face.

Wen Tianni pulled a letter from her bosom and said, "Master Yan has three wills. One is for you, one for Mengyao, and

the last one is for Pang Ban."

She handed the letter over.

Le Bingyun took the letter, pressed it to her chest, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

Wen Tianni took three steps back and bowed, saying, "Master Jin, please accept Wen Tianni's greeting on behalf of everyone in the sect."

Jin Bingyun seemed completely deaf to her words, utterly unaware that she had become the leader of one of the two great holy lands of the martial arts world.

She moved like a ghost from the ground to Yan Jing'an's seemingly peaceful body, scrutinizing her innocent

face .

Yan Jing'an was unusually calm and serene, a faint smile still lingering at the corners of her eyes.

How could she be dead!

But this was the cruel reality before her eyes.

Wentianni's voice rang out again, "Master, why don't you open the letter? Don't you want to know the late Master's

last words?"

"There's no need for that." Han Xing had already felt strong dissatisfaction when Wentianni addressed Jin Bingyun as Master Jin

, and now he finally couldn't hold back. "Let her speak to Bingyun herself."

Wentianni didn't understand what Han Xing meant, and said with hidden anger, "Benefactor Han, although you

have always , please respect the deceased's last wishes."

These words neither acknowledged Han Xing's bad impression of Jingzhai, nor did they suppress Han Xing's dissatisfaction. After all,

the deceased if Han Xing continued to obstruct, it would be a loss of manners.

Han Xing sneered, "The dead are respected, of course, but what if I could bring her back to life?"

Wen Tianni was taken aback, then angrily retorted, "How can the dead be resurrected?"

Han Xing confidently replied, "Yes, I can. Sister Xixi died once before, and she's alive and well now."

Jin Bingyun finally spoke up, asking, "Han Xing, Master's life force is gone, can you really bring her back to life?" Qin Mengyao also

looked at Han Xing with suspicion.

"Of course," Han Xing replied confidently, then added helplessly, "So you've

never believed me."

Seeing that Han Xing still insisted he could bring Yan Jing'an back to life, and that his expression was firm yet relaxed,

seemingly not taking Yan Jing'an's death seriously, and recalling the magical treasures in Han Xing's hands, Jin Bingyun began to believe him

somewhat.

Han Xing walked to Jin Bingyun's side and took a closer look at Yan Jing'an's face for the first time. His mind went blank for a moment, and he sighed inwardly

, "Truly a peerless beauty, she is in no way inferior to her two disciples. No wonder she could make such outstanding figures in the martial arts world as

Pang Banlang, Fan and Lie Zhenbei fall head over heels

for her." Although he was shocked by Yan Jing'an's beauty, he was not as moved as Pang Banlang, Fan Yun, and Lie Zhenbei.

Firstly, he had always disliked Yan Jing'an; secondly, he had too many women worthy of his love; and thirdly, she was already dead,

so she naturally lacked the vitality she possessed when she was alive. However, if those who had long harbored feelings for her, such as Pang Banlang, Fan Yun, and Lie Zhenbei,

were to see her corpse, their hearts would probably be more shaken than if they saw her alive.

Han Xing turned to the crowd and said, "Alright, it's not appropriate for anyone to be present during the rescue. You should all leave."

Seeing that Wen Tianni seemed reluctant, he added, "Although I don't like your Jingzhai and don't agree with her

actions , I wouldn't do anything to her corpse. Rest assured."

Wen Tianni thought about it and agreed. Twenty years ago, she had met Pang Ban, who was indeed a flawless and magnanimous

person. Although Han Xing was a powerful figure in the demonic path, going to the opposite extreme from him, he had cultivated such powerful martial arts, so he must have

the corresponding breadth of mind and magnanimity. He would never desecrate the corpse.

With these thoughts in mind, Wen Tianni withdrew, followed by Jin Bingyun and Qin Mengyao.

"Rescuing people will take a long time, so don't worry if

we Don't go back in without our permission."

Han Xing instructed, then closed the door and walked to the stone bed. Looking at Yan Jing'an's stunningly beautiful corpse, he

swallowed hard, thinking about the plan he was about to carry out. He didn't really intend to do anything to Yan Jing'an's corpse

, but what about Yan Jing'an coming back to life?

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