Time is like water, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Accompanied by the morning bell and dusk drum, the son of the prince of Liang who was possessed by demons in the past, the child named Jiexuan has grown into an eighteen-year-old young man, inheriting the handsome appearance of the royal family and excellent learning qualifications.

In the evening of this day, Jiexuan, who was still chanting, was about to return to the house to rest, but when he passed by the room of the junior disciple of the same sect, he heard an answer that he had always wanted to know but had never been able to answer.

"Eh, Jiekong, you said that Senior Brother Jiexuan is so powerful, so many scriptures are memorized, why didn't the elders .........." A young monk asked

"Yes, whether it is the qualifications or qualifications to enter the temple, Senior Brother Jiexuan is better than most, even I have been taught those, why don't Senior Brother Jiexuan have. Another short and stocky monk asked

"Shhh, this is a secret, don't spread it, this secret is not only related to the survival of the three monks in this temple, but also concerned about the safety of the human race in the world. Jiekong said

"What?" exclaimed the other two young monks in unison

"Shhh ”

Seeing the two juniors with such surprise, expectation, and even adoring expressions, Jiekong's face was as usual, but his heart was a little overjoyed for a while, he forgot the lesson that the deacon had given him when he overheard this secret, and the promise he made that he would never pass it on.

"It's a long story, it started half a year ago, the crown prince .......," Jiekong said

Outside the door, Jiexuan, who was about to leave, happened to hear something about his life experience, and for some reason his heart trembled, as if something unspeakably dangerous was about to happen, he wanted to leave, he didn't want to listen to it, but he didn't know what was going on, but his footsteps seemed to have taken root on this bluestone slab, and he didn't move.

The dim soybean oil lamp, in the wind, shook violently in the wind of the practice of Jiexuan, and in the simple room, Jiexuan was shirtless, tied to seventy or eighty pounds of iron sandbags, struggling to do the moves, venting the depression and sadness in his heart.

Although he knew his identity and knew that his mother died because of himself, he never expected that he was the reincarnation of the demon race, he couldn't believe it, before he thought that if the demons made waves again, he asked the elders to go to war, just like that Uncle Mingde, sitting on the border, the demons he killed did not dare to go south.

However, now that everything has changed, his identity is closely related to the demons and alien races that plague the human race, so that not to mention going to the border to kill the demons, even those who know their true identity in the future must be careful about themselves.

Thinking of this, Jie Xuan seemed to understand something, and as if he wanted to completely vent the stuffiness in his heart, he roared angrily, the muscles in his body swelled, and he struggled to punch forward, and the indescribable domineering and power emanated from the fist, shaking the blue brick and grass house.

The loud noise and the scene of the collapse of the grass hut were particularly conspicuous at the beginning of the night, from the next door to the place where the elders presided over in the distance, they were all shaken, and after a while, several deacons who were in charge of the distribution of materials walked away quickly, and after a while, they frowned and asked

"What's the situation, Jiexuan, are you practicing the martial arts and falling into the devil?"

Hearing this, Jiexuan, who had originally vented his sullenness and calmed down, his face changed drastically, his body couldn't help but tremble, and a red fierce light appeared in his eyes for a while, and he looked at the deacons in front of him with a feeling of choosing people to devour.

"Bold, Jiexuan, what do you mean by that. If you don't admit your mistakes, you dare to look at us with such eyes. Mingkong, Mingyuan, the two junior disciples, in my opinion, first locked him up in the Discipline Hall, confined him for three days, and let him understand his mistakes. The chief monk said

"Well, it's not good. ”

"Let's do it according to Senior Brother Mingmin's first, alas, Jiexuan, you too, make things like this at night, you see everyone is woken up, there must be a lot of lateness for morning class tomorrow, and the elder will definitely lose his temper at that time." It's not as good as ..........."

"The disciple obeyed. Hearing the words of this uncle, Jiexuan's heart gradually calmed down, and the fierceness in his eyes dissipated, and he obediently apologized and accepted the punishment.

After the matter came out, the crowd gradually dispersed, but the presiding officer and several old elders who learned about the matter of the precept of Xuan did not feel sleepy anymore, and in the meditation room, they drank cup after cup of tea until early morning. As the leader of Buddhism, he still has a sad face, he and the three masters agreed to raise the precepts in the temple, although he has been busy with affairs over the years, but he has also been paying attention to this extraordinary child.

However, now, the child has discovered an anomaly in his identity, and this anomalous identity is something that Sora has always wanted to avoid, and he hopes to give this child an ordinary and peaceful life.

At this point, it is necessary to strictly restrict his every move and destroy it directly if necessary, but in the face of a human life, how can he not be cautious, let alone a compassionate Buddhist person.

Thinking of this, whether it was the empty host or several other elders who knew the inside story, there were some contradictions and hesitations in their hearts, and they thought for another hour, and one of the old monks who lacked an ear said

"Over the years, the Buddha nature in the body of the Jiexuan has increased a lot, and it must be able to resist the power of the Demon Venerable, plus the three word masters, I don't think things have come to that point. “

"But the three great masters of the word are old after all, and they are sealing the entrance to the demon world at this moment, and they are not enough, in the face of a monster that can detonate at any time, are we ...... ？“

"Okay, I've already made a decision, since he has entered the Buddha Gate, then all the cause and effect, our Buddha Gate should bear it, even if it is with our lives and even Songshan Temple. After a moment, with a long sigh, the master stood up and walked outside

Three days later, with a scar, but the usual face of the precept Xuan walked out of the precept hall, looking at the long-lost sunshine, he smiled, did not stop, did not return to his newly arranged house, let alone go to his master to report safety.

He walked briskly, faster and faster, the breath on his body became more and more grand and strange, when he had to walk to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, as if he heard a Buddha horn in the store, his footsteps paused slightly, turned around, did not go to the master of the three characters, but towards the presiding meditation room.

Looking at the Jiexuan who strode over, the empty host was stunned, but looking at his deep and dark eyes, his heart sank, and he understood that this young man's identity had changed drastically.

"What are you going to do? Do you know that you are the prophesied son of the Terran Celestial Fortune?" asked the Empty Master