Early the next morning

Warm sunshine, crystal dewdrops, cool breeze, fresh air......

In the middle of the night last night, for some reason, a light rain fell from the sky, which made the imperial temple after the rain more solemn...... The surrounding trees, flowers and plants, everything and everything are full of vitality as if they have been reborn after the baptism of rain, but only one person's life is coming to an end bit by bit......

Master Likong walked out of the chamber, and after taking a deep breath of early morning vitality, his cloudy and old eyes revealed incomparable affection......

It's good to be alive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's better to be able to live young.

Pity...... That's not something you can get anymore.

This was a fleeting thought.

He already knew the consequences of asking that kind of question by sacrificing the 'Nine Heavens Mystery Lot', so he didn't regret it.

It's just that...... After all, it's a pity.

At this moment, a gentle and familiar voice came from his ear: "Old friend, long time no see......"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes that narrowed into a thin slit suddenly opened, and when he looked around, he saw a handsome and upright middle-aged man standing upright under a Bodhi tree not far away......

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In the depths of the Emperor's Temple, in front of the Emperor's Stone Statue.

It was dim and empty on all sides, except for a stone statue and a moonstone in front of it.

The jade glows faintly, illuminating the room......

Under the hazy "moonlight", the finely carved stone statue of the emperor is even more lifelike......

The past of "Ning Dan ......" emerged, full of emotion, and the middle-aged man's original supreme majesty face also revealed a rare trace of sadness, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently caress the face of the stone statue......

"Amitabha Buddha ......" stood quietly in the distance with his empty hands and said: "Since the big mistake has been made, what is the use of guilt now......

“...... Time, sure enough, there is still resentment that cannot be subsided. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and said after a moment of silence: "Although the blood is gone, the mistakes made at that time have finally remained......"

“...... Amitabha, the old man is now called 'empty', and he is dedicated to pure cultivation. The past is like a cloud, and what he said is just a direct statement in his heart...... "Empty shook his head and folded his hands.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Speak up from the heart...... Hehe, the old friend is really the same as he was back then...... Learn. ”

"Amitabha. He knew that the other party would never just come to sigh, and sure enough, he saw the middle-aged man raise his head slightly, and changed the topic: "The rebel girl is gone?"

Hearing the sound, his empty eyebrows moved slightly, and he didn't reply.

The middle-aged man seemed to have the answer, and immediately, he smiled meaningfully: "The female is not in the middle......

As he spoke, he glanced at it casually, as if he had his own heavenly machine, and instantly saw through the wing where Chu Tianxiao was. Then he took his hand and went to the chamber.

In the blink of an eye, the void was in front of him.

"Amitabha. ”

"Huh...... Old friend, what are you doing here?" The middle-aged man showed a harmless friendly smile, but he didn't buy it, but he just folded his hands and offered a string of Buddha beads, and as his fingers turned, the Buddha's light flickered.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled and shook his head: "Old friend, you are too nervous. ”

He didn't reply, but his figure became more and more resolute and upright in an instant, and although he was old, he let the middle-aged man see his amazing demeanor back then......

“...... That's not all. ”

Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh slightly: "...... back then"

"The past is all in smoke. The old man did not dare to make a move on the donor, but in the meantime, the old man was sure to stop the donor. As he spoke, a golden Buddha light faintly shone on his empty body, and a phantom image of a big Buddha slowly appeared behind him......

“...... The vajra glass body of Buddhism is not out of the woods...... Oh, the gas machine has such a power before it starts...... There is indeed a bit of a doorway. ”

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, but what made him care more was not how empty his cultivation was, but the word "donor".

These two words seemed to pierce him in the heart.

Over the years, he had heard many titles, but this title came out of this mouth...... It's still very unpleasant after all.

His mind moved slightly, and the middle-aged man faintly had a new idea, he raised his head and closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something......

"Hmm...... Blood-linked, no blockage......"

After perceiving it for a moment, the middle-aged man opened his eyes and smiled: "That's really the case...... Oh, that rebel girl has not lost her virgin Yuan Yin, so she is smart. ”

"Well, even if the boy passes, he doesn't have to die. ”

At this point, he paused, his gaze seemed to penetrate the sky and fall out of the sky.

“...... The marriage with Xuanmen is related to the overall situation of the world, and these two must not be allowed to destroy ......"

"But ......"

He looked at the sky, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile: "If you can let your old friends protect each other, it must be not only the rebellious girl, this little boy, I'm afraid there are also outstanding points." ”

Hearing this, ...... thought in silence for a moment, and finally said, "He is the new master of the Imperial Garden." ”

When these words fell, a flash of essence flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then, he frowned: "This is a little ...... Doesn't make sense. ”

Likong knew what he was referring to, and folded his hands together and said: "The way of heaven is fixed, but the machine of heaven may not be the same. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man fell silent, only thinking in his heart.

“...... At the beginning, this person and Xuanmen were elected as the new master of the Emperor Garden, why was the person finally selected...... But it is contrary to the Xuanmen......?

"No...... It's not right, if that's the case, then what the rebel girl has done recently is tantamount to messing around......"

“...... Lord of the Genmon...... What the hell are you playing?"

With a lot of thoughts, the middle-aged man's face gradually showed a solemn look, but after a while, he smiled lightly.

In this way, he underestimated this young man. ”

The empty was silent.

The middle-aged man looked at him deeply and said lightly: "That's it, for the sake of your old friend...... Make a deal. ”

He was silent, as if he was pondering.

“...... Old friend, you have a nine-day mystery sign, and your longevity is empty, you can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime...... For the long term, it is better to trade. ”

Hearing this, he paused, folded his hands, and said, "Amitabha, please speak." ”

“...... If you are not mistaken, old friend, the fire of your life at this moment can only last for another five years at most. After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged man said to the air in a complicated tone.

Silence is empty, but it is acquiescence.

"So ......"

The middle-aged man only retracted his mind in an instant, took his hands, raised his head, and fell with a word, as if pointing to the country.

"Give him five years. ”