When Fang Bai came to the highest point of the temple, at the end of the stairs was a platform, a platform made of wood, and an old man with crane hair and white eyebrows was sitting in front of a desk and concocting something.

Even though Fang Bai had already arrived, the old man did not stop the movements in his hands.

In this way, Fang Bai stood quietly in front of the old man, and the old man's action of concocting the paint was very slow, very slow, like grinding soybeans, round and round.

"It's coming. The old man did not raise his head, and his lips moved slightly.

"Well, here we are. Fang Bai nodded.

"Actually, I'm curious why you didn't die. The old man slowly got up and poured the paint in his hand into a jar.

"Uh......" Fang Bai didn't expect that the first thing he said when he met the prophet would be this.

"When you were born, I knew you would have died two years ago, but you didn't. A water balloon slowly appeared in front of the old man, and the old man put his hands in it and washed his hands.

"To this day, I find that I can't see through you, and it's as if a cloth has been covered over you. The old man took out a cloth with a blank face and wiped his hands clean.

Listening to the old man's words, Fang Bai didn't know what to say, so he could only stay where he was.

"You still have two questions left, just ask whatever you want!" the old man said lightly to Fang Bai.

"Aren't you able to ask three questions?" Fang Bai asked with some surprise.

"Didn't you already get the answer to that question?" The old man glanced at Fang Bai coldly, and the deep and bottomless pupils like the universe made Fang Bai feel as if he was about to fall into it.

"The origin of the five altars outside the territory. Fang Bai gritted his teeth and asked a question that he most wanted to get the answer to.

"The only way for the demons to attack the Five Elements Continent is that there is one problem left. ”

"Why can't human beings break through to the Holy Level?!" Fang Bai asked one last question.

The old man glanced at Fang Bai in surprise, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was struggling, as if he was making a choice, he looked at Fang Bai carefully.

Fang Bai's scalp was a little numb from the old man's eyes.

"The answer is in you. ”

The old man sighed deeply, and then gave an answer that was not an answer.

Answer?

On me?!

Fang Bai was a little confused, what kind of answer is this?

It's just that after the old man finished answering this question, a burst of strong light suddenly appeared in the entire temple, and the old man slowly walked into the strong light, and the strong light pierced Fang Bai's eyes a little uncomfortable, so he had no choice but to close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself at the door of the room behind the dervishe, as if nothing had happened and he had never stepped into it.

Turning his head, the ascetic who set up the empty stall was also gone.

As if nothing existed, then Fang Bai pushed open the door in front of him, and what greeted him was a dilapidated house, everything seemed to be in a dream.

But Fang Bai raised the corners of his mouth, although he didn't know the identity of this so-called prophet, but Fang Bai knew that he would definitely be able to know the identity of this old man.

This old man, Fang Bai only knew that he was made a prophet, but no one knew about his existence, even in the library of the Great Xia Palace, the description of this prophet was only two or three sentences, and everyone thought it was just a few jokes.

But Fang Bai knew that this prophet existed.

From the day when the Heavenly Dao Master Gao Wei passed the Shura Blade to himself, Fang Bai had a dream.

At that time, Fang Bai was only three years old.

The night he picked up the blade of Shura, the moment he closed his eyes.

He appeared in the Double Moon Square of Heavy Moon City.

The entire Shuangyue Square was empty, the surroundings were pitch black, only one road was bright, Fang Bai followed this road to the door of this house, the same ascetic, the same scene.

The only difference is the place.

One is a three-year-old Xiao Fang Bai, and the other is a twenty-eight-year-old Fang Bai.

Xiao Fangbai followed the guidance of the ascetic and walked into this house, and at that time, the prophet was also waiting for him at the top of the temple, but at that time he did not understand the meaning of these murals, so he did not look carefully.

Now to recall, the memory is a little vague, the only thing Fang Bai can remember when he came to the temple for the first time is that the mural seems to have carved his portrait a long time ago, everything seems to have been painted when Fang Bai was three years old, the only thing that was not painted is that handsome face...... Ahem.

When Xiao Fangbai walked up the stairs to the top floor with great difficulty, the old man was also sitting at the table, but he was drinking tea at that time.

And at that time, Fang Bai asked three questions, the first question was to ask the old man, when would he die, and the old man told him that he was twenty-six years old.

The second question is what to do if he wants to save the empire.

The old man handed a book to Xiao Fangbai, which contained everything Fang Bai wanted, governing the country, training the army, establishing the Shadow Guard, etc., this book seemed to be imprinted in Xiao Fangbai's mind......

And the third question, Xiao Fangbai asked, when will he be able to come here again.

The old man told him that if he did not die at the age of twenty-six, he could come here again.

So, after twenty-five years, Fang Bai came to this place again.

In fact, this dilapidated house Fang Bai has been here more than once, before he 'died', he had been here more than once, but every time, he was disappointed.

Standing quietly in front of this dilapidated house for a long time, Fang Bai finally left here, because he already knew what he wanted to know.

"All of you, you should know who this prophet is, right?"

On the way back, Fang Bai asked about the system.

"Yes. ”

The system's answer made Fang Bai understand that his guess should be correct.

"Then you ......"

"Can't!"

Before Fang Bai's words were finished, the system rejected Fang Bai.

"Why?!"

"Not enough permissions!"

"My current authority is not enough?!" Fang Bai asked in his heart with a puzzled expression.

"It's really not enough. The system affirmed, "Do you think that you have achieved your goal by becoming a famous teacher in the famous continent?"

"Isn't it?!" Fang Bai frowned slightly.

"A unique teacher in this world. The system repeated its own task.

Listening to the system's words, Fang Bai couldn't help but widen his eyes after contacting the information he had obtained from the Great Xia Library and the Prophet's Temple...... It was as if he had learned something terrible.