"Oh?" Jingyi glanced at it indifferently but did not take the Cosmic Bag. Waving his hand, he said, "The Buddhist disciples of Danliang Kingdom do not accept charity from any benefactor. Please take it back, patron."
Xiao Hua explained, "This was given by this Xiao to Xiao Jun, King of Danliang Kingdom, and to the people of Danliang Kingdom. It is not charity for the Buddhist disciples."
Jingyi was about to say more when Xiao Hua smiled. "Master, have a look first. It will not be too late to speak afterward."
"Very well..." Jingyi had no choice but to accept it. Upon opening it and looking inside, his expression changed. Pressing his palms together, he said, "Amitabha. Since that is the case, this old monk accepts with thanks..."
Before he could finish, Master Jingyi's body suddenly trembled. Sorrow appeared on his face as he abruptly turned toward a distant mountain peak and cried mournfully, "Amitabha, Patriarch... his venerable self has entered nirvana!!!"
"Ah???" Xiao Hua was also greatly startled. In that instant, he understood why Master Cixiang had insisted on seeing him despite his misgivings, and why Master Cixiang had spent eighty-one arduous days preaching the Dharma to them!
"This old monk will not see you off," Master Jingyi said with a bow. "I hope you two patrons will remember your words..."
"Rest assured, Master. This Xiao understands!" Xiao Hua hurriedly replied, while Fairy Jing also nodded in agreement.
Jingyi said no more. Putting away the Cosmic Bag, he hurriedly flew toward the mountain peak. Xiao Hua stood in midair and deeply saluted the peak where Master Cixiang was, then flew silently toward another place.
Knowing that Xiao Hua was in poor spirits, Fairy Jing said nothing either and quietly followed behind him. The two flew for another half day