True Name Temple.

Nine mountains, a large hall, a group of monks... The clouds and mist in the green mountains and green waters, the leisurely leisure under the ordinary day, the steps to seek the true self - this is the scenery that does not change every day before the temple of the real name, but flows with people.

Stepping foot here again in the peace of this place, bathing in such an environment... I clearly felt that the heart that was a little sad, murderous, and worried was gradually soothed.

It's not that these emotions just disappear and are abandoned... Rather, it is "put down", which is so that when it is taken out in the future, it will be unstoppable and unstoppable.

The monk's "Buddha Dao" has never been "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground", but "I also have anger and become a Ming King".

Such a person is not necessarily kind... But it's not about the evil Grim Reaper.

Qinghe, who has only a fraction of the age of the other party in his two lives, even if he cultivates the mirror heart flow to the extreme... can even do "mind reading" in a certain sense, but he can see through 99% of people, but the only thing he can't see through the 1% of this called "One Soldier Guard" called "Soldier Commander Department and One Guard", and can only glimpse the clues it shows.

People in the Corpse Soul Realm say that Yamamoto is equivalent to "the history of the Corpse Soul Realm"... But only these people in the Spirit King Palace know that the monk is the history that has lived the longest.

Yamamoto, the old man, is also more than 1,200 years behind his overwhelming age of more than 6,500 years... It is no exaggeration to say that Yamamoto was once a snotty child in front of the monks.

The "strongest" in Yamamoto's mouth only refers to the ground... And in heaven, it is the monk who is the strongest.

Today's Qinghe, asking himself to face this mysterious guy... I can't tell what my winning chance is.

Mysterious... It doesn't mean the strongest, but it represents the unknown and uncertainty.

Qinghe, who climbed the stairs, gave up the exploration of the monk, and his expression became more and more flat... He can't see through the monk, but how can the monk see through him?

Since both sides are suspicious and wary of each other... Why don't you open your heart and talk openly and honestly about the things that can be said.

Trample... Qinghe, who had fallen down the last steps, looked at the large hall with the open door in the wide square: the monk did not look back, but stood in front of the statue of King Ming and looked up at his face.

"That's... Mouth retreat doesn't necessarily work."

"If it doesn't work, at most one fight... Win or lose, life or death."

Xiao Hei's worry appeared, and the corners of Qinghe's mouth hooked up a trace of arc... No matter how mysterious this man is, his position is still certain: at least all these years, he has always been on the side of death.

If he really wants to dominate the world, or become a god himself... There is no need to wait until now, as a monk who is a close attendant of the Spirit King, there are too many opportunities to do it.

With the warm sun, Qinghe shrouded in it walked into the main hall... But it stopped on the verge of the sun disappearing.

The monk in the backlight finally turned back... His eyes widened, and he even tilted his head, which was strangely heart-pounding.

Qinghe's heartbeat was indeed a beat faster, but then this emotion was calmed down: "True name call hall master, do you see something?" ”

"You, there is no future." The monk suddenly grinned.

Qinghe's face turned weird... The answer is really ambiguous: there is no "future", which is simply death, and more complex, it is not visible.

"My real name is the Lord of the Hall... Why such a conclusion? ”

Qinghe directly excludes the first type and identifies the second type... The "future" in which he will die does not matter to anyone, unless he dies himself.

"Just call me a monk."

The monk said such a thing without a head... Feeling that for the first time, Qing Heleng, who couldn't keep up with the nervous jumping arc of others, nodded.

"The right hand, the body, the heart, the left hand... Izumi-kun wants to be the next Spirit King... Or God? The monk pointed out the power of the Spirit King obtained by Qinghe one by one.

Qinghe wasn't surprised, just shook his head... His actions in the Invisible Empire were too big, and even revealed a lot of secrets, and it was not an exaggeration for the other party to guess the power of the "right hand".

"And what do you want?" Doubts appeared on the monk's face.

"Me?" Qinghe smiled self-deprecatingly: "At first, I wanted to live... When you have power, you want to live a more wonderful life... When you become stronger, you have something to protect... Later, I got help from many people and had a sense of responsibility... Step by step and to today... My goals have changed over and over again, and I'm really a fickle person. ”

The monk did not say anything about this, and listened quietly.

"That's it, I didn't think I had accomplished my goal... But a new staircase has appeared in front of me... At a glance, there is no end in sight to the twists and turns. ”

"But I'll keep going until another spiraling staircase appears, and so on... If there's one thing that doesn't change, it's that I'm always "getting stronger". ”

Kiyowa's words are full of confidence... Although sometimes the road is bright and sometimes the world is full of twists and turns.

He didn't change his original intention of "becoming stronger"... But he never stopped his pace.

"What a wonderful, admirable life... Even the monk and I can't always stick to the end like you. ”

Bang bang... The monk who said this did not hide his joy and applauded Qinghe.

Although the monk's applause still seems very weird, Qinghe still accepts it with a smile: "Thank you... Monk. ”

"You deserve it... What is the name of this staircase you're walking now? The monk asked.

Qinghe glanced at him seriously: "Knowingly asked..."

"There are some things, it's not good to confirm the mood of the parties... Not really. ”

"I'm ashamed... I now long for world peace, to live a stable life, and to precipitate all the knowledge I have seen, learned, and realized over the years. ”

Qinghe, whose face was slightly red, didn't say the second half of the words... But that's just for very personal reasons.

But the monk was unyielding: "There is also a reason for Gentle Township, right?" ”

“…”

Qinghe had no choice but to nod: his cultivation was too hard, although Konghe didn't say it... But the loneliness that occasionally appeared on her made him really unable to ignore it for a long time.

"Don't want to be a god?"

"I don't want to... But I need to see it alone. ”

"It seems that the two of us are on the same page in this regard... God does not necessarily make anyone free. ”

The pointed monk waved his hand and motioned for Qinghe to follow.

"And that's it?"

"Why not? We don't have a core conflict with each other... I don't want to interfere with his freedom, so why should he bother with me."

Although I still can't see through the monk... Through this conversation, there is no doubt that we can learn a little more: in a sense, this is a pure, one is detached from low-level tastes, and one is very self-conscious... of the "Buddha".

As long as you don't interfere with his "freedom"... I'm afraid that the Nether is really extinct, and he won't frown.

But now... Youha and Aizen sharpened their knives to the Spirit King, and the monk's freedom was threatened, so it was no longer so difficult for him to make such a choice.

The monk who led the way did not use the sword to open the door directly, but led Qinghe towards the direction of the starting platform... At least on the surface, the monk still has a lot of respect for the Spirit King.

Visible faces, how much of this respect can be left?

Thinking about such a question, Qinghe followed the monk unhurriedly... He had no idea that the truth was a little different from what he had imagined.