"Come in."

An extremely majestic voice interrupted their conversation, there seemed to be displeasure in his voice, Bai Yanjun suddenly realized that he had lost his words, the ancestor must not like him to tell Mo Xibai the truth at this moment.

"Yes."

Bai Yanjun motioned for Mo Xibai to follow him and walked towards the entrance of the cave that emitted pure white light.

Bright Ancestor?

Mo Xibai was stunned.

As long as he heard the voice once, he would never forget that the Bright Ancestor was the god of the Light Sect, and it was impossible for him to forget it even if he wanted to.

Why, why did the Holy Protector bring him to meet the Ancestor Sage?

Is it because of what happened in the village today?

Although he has a very high position among the disciples of the Guang Sect, to the Guang Sect, he is just a pawn, no matter whether it is right or wrong, he should not be told to him by the Bright Ancestor Sage, right?! Could it be that what happened under the mountain, the ancestor didn't know?!

Thinking like this, Mo Xibai's gray heart lit up.

Guangzong is not hypocritical as he imagined, he misunderstood, he was wrong......

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were in the cave.

The cave is not as big as it seems, nor is it small, there is nothing in it, only a huge stone platform, behind which is a mirror-like smooth and reflective stone wall.

The white light suddenly flashed wildly twice, and the image of the Bright Ancestor appeared in the stone mirror.

"Ink cherishes white."

"Ancestor Sage."

Mo Xibai lowered his head and saluted respectfully to the image.

"Hmm." The Bright Ancestor turned to the White Flame Monarch: "Holy Protector, you step back first and wait outside the cave." ”

"Yes." Bai Yanjun saluted and silently withdrew from the cave.

There was silence in the cave.

The Bright Ancestor didn't speak, and Mo Xibai didn't make a sound, just silent, bowing his head, waiting to listen to the Sage's commands.

"Mo Xibai, Holy Protector's words, do you understand?"

I don't know how long it took, the voice of the Bright Ancestor came into Mo Xibai's ears.

The words of the Holy Protector?

Mo Xibai's ears immediately echoed Bai Yanjun's words before entering, he said that he was the son of light hatched by the spiritual spring, that words were a little unreasonable, and it didn't make sense, people, always raised by their parents, how could they be incubated by the spring?

Seeing Mo Xibai's doubts, the Bright Ancestor said, "Although this seat doesn't want the Holy Protector to tell you these things at this moment, everything he says is true. ”

Mo Xibai didn't raise his head, nor did he respond, just silently, unable to see what he was thinking.

"Xibai, this seat summoned you today, just to let you know your own mission," the voice of the Bright Ancestor suddenly became much kinder, and his voice softened: "Lingquan is the holy spring that guards the Light Sect, and you will grow into the Heavenly Protector who guards the Light Sect and supports the Light Sect in the future, it doesn't matter if other people's thoughts are confused, you can't be unstable, this is your fate." ”

Mission? Destiny?

Mo Xibai does not believe in fate at all, only believes in justice and protection, as well as mercy, mercy for the people of the world and mercy for the weak.

"Sage," he said suddenly, his voice a little abrupt, "Xibai has doubts in his heart, can you please answer them?" ”

"Yes, I called you here just to solve your doubts."

"Sage, do you know what happened in the village today?"

"Yes."

Mo Xibai was startled, and suddenly looked up at the eyes of the Bright Ancestor, and his shock and disbelief of the red fruit fruit were all in the eyes of the Bright Ancestor.

"Child, you are just like the Holy Protector back then," the Bright Ancestor smiled lightly, "What you think is wrong at this moment may be the most correct thing." ”