Why did the temple appear, why did it appear, and what was and what it was going to be about was the target of Fan Xian's question. When the sound of Fan Xian's question sounded in the temple covered with snow, the immortal who the blue bird turned into fell silent, and Haitang and Wang Shisanlang also noticed the abnormal movement on Fan Xianqing's xù, and raised their heads with the tension in their hearts.

In such a wonderful ice and snow temple, only Fan Xian can remain calm, as strong as Haitang and Wang Shisanlang have become ** babies, in the gaze of the immortals on the snow platform, there is no disrespect.

The immortal was silent for a long, long time, and said to Fan Xian, who was standing at his feet, "This is not a category that mortals should try to touch or understand. ”

"I never considered myself mortal. Fan Xian squinted at those points of light in the air, lowered his voice and said, "Similarly, I don't think you are an immortal. ”

The temple can faintly affect the history of this continent for tens of thousands of years, coupled with the law that the temple cannot do the world's affairs in vain, Fan Xian knows very well that in order to maintain his lofty and mysterious status, no matter whether the temple is a ruin or any strange thing next to it, he will definitely follow the stories in the legends and myths of the world, and dress himself up as an ethereal being.

"Since you don't want to say it, then please tell us, what are you inviting us into the temple for?" Fan Xian's eyes looked directly at the strange scenery transformed by the light points in the air, and said calmly: "No mortal has ever been able to enter the temple, you let us in, you must have something to ask us for." ”

At this time, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang had already heard some strange things from the conversation between Fan Xian and the immortal, and slowly stood up from the snow, they found that Fan Xian was still able to talk so calmly in the face of the supreme existence that was beyond the scope of the world's understanding, and they were really impressed.

But Begonia Duoduo and Wang Shisanlang still didn't understand, could it be that Fan Xian was really going to negotiate some deal with the immortals in the temple? Why wasn't he in a hurry to find the whereabouts of the blind master? Haitang stood lightly behind Fan Xian, and followed his gaze to the air, but this glance had already consumed the courage of her whole body, and it was under this look that her heart was suddenly moved, Fan Xian was still standing upright in front of the immortals, why couldn't she?

"I've done many jobs in the world, but what I'm best at is business. Fan Xian said: "So I am a profit-seeking businessman, I don't like to get something for nothing, and I don't want to do something to the detriment of my own interests in order to be shrouded in the light of the temple." What you want us to do for the temple will have to pay some price. ”

From entering the temple until now, Fan Xian's whole state of mind has become extremely clear and calm, yes, he still doesn't have a definite understanding of the temple, but he must force himself to calm down, don't regard the other party as a god, but only as a real being, and he also vaguely guessed that this trip to the temple is so smooth, it must be that the person in the temple has a request for the three of them, and he has even guessed a rough idea of that request.

............ "Shinto is slight, the avenue is not prosperous, wandering the wrong road, pointing to the mountains and rivers, angry and angry, Zhi'an Sheji, so ......"

The human form formed by the condensation of those points of light above the snow platform, after a pause, suddenly opened his mouth to read a long article with ancient words, but the central meaning is actually very simple, this immortal in the temple, I hope that Fan Xian, Haitang, and Wang Shisanlang can become the messengers of the temple, instead of the temple in the secret observation of the world, and choose the right time to return to the temple and report to the people in the temple.

Haitang and Wang Shisanlang fell into deep thought, their eyes gave birth to an incomparably complicated feeling, they probably never thought that as soon as they entered the temple, the immortals in the temple did not turn their own people into bluestones, but handed over such an important but nonsensical mission to themselves.

If the three of you leave the temple for the three of you, you are afraid that you will not come back in this life, and the people in the temple cannot go out of the temple to interfere in the affairs of the world, how can you control yourself?

This is a very simple request, in the eyes of Tianyi's disciples, this may be a supreme and extraordinarily noble mission, but in Fan Xian's opinion, this is just his own guess that has been confirmed again.

"Could it be...... This is the legendary Heavenly Veiner?" Begonia Duoduo's heart trembled slightly, and a term came to mind, in the legend, the Heavenly Vein is known as the bloodline of the heavens, and it will awaken once every hundreds of years, and the Heavenly Vein may represent the powerful and irresistible combat power, and may represent the great talent of wisdom, these legendary characters, but in the end, they will disappear without a trace.

After the begonias bloomed out of the green mountains, they were also promoted by the imperial court institutions of the Northern Qi Dynasty to become the Tianmai of this generation, known as a genius, but she herself knew that she was not those legendary characters at all, compared to Fan Xian, who was so calm in the face of immortals, and Fan Xian, a little monster who could spit out three hundred poems in one night, was more like a Tianmai.

............ "is not a celestial veiner, this identity is just a messenger in the temple. Fan Xian suddenly broke the silence and explained to the two friends beside him: "This temple has been deserted, and apart from this immortal, there is no messenger who can observe the movements of the human world...... More precisely, those messengers have already died in the human world, and if the temple does not want to be forgotten by the world, does not want to forget this world, it must find the messenger again. ”

"Coincidentally, the three of us came to the temple and gave this immortal a chance, of course, for him, this is not a gamble, because I believe that those strong people in the world are very willing to look at the world for the high temple. ”

"Even your master never forgot the temple before he died, let alone the rest of the people. Fan Xian glanced at Wang Shisanlang, lowered his head slightly and said: "If you want to do it, presumably this is also the first envoy of the temple to be appointed by outsiders, and they themselves have no rules and regulations." ”

Strangely, Fan Xian said this in front of the immortal on the snow platform, and it seemed that he was not worried about angering the immortal at all. It is indeed the same, on the immortal's old face condensed purely by points of light, there is not the slightest change in emotion, he is just indifferently waiting for the answer of the three people in the audience.

"The envoys in the temple are all dead, of course, the number of envoys in the temple is not large, so you will think of using the three of us to act as your eyes, but the problem is that you can't control our actions after leaving the temple. You just made the only possible choice without a choice. Fan Xian raised his head, looked at the point of light, and said with the corners of his lips curled slightly: "However, I still want to get some benefits." According to my analysis, the so-called celestial veins are nothing more than those messengers who walked in the world through the long river of history, and imparted some knowledge to those people who were not equal to the times at that time. ”

"In this way, Master Kuhe is a Heavenly Veiner, and my Emperor Lao Tzu is also a Heavenly Veiner, and they all say that the Heavenly Vein only appears once in hundreds of years, but it is obvious that this continent has been too lively in recent decades. ”

The immortal's face did not tremble in the slightest, he just leaned over slightly, looked condescendingly at Fan Xian, who spoke calmly, and said after a while: "Those are accidents, not the Heavenly Veiners. ”

Fan Xian nodded, and did not refute this sentence, because whether it was the skill of Master Kuhe's cultivation or the domineering true qi practiced by Emperor Lao Tzu, to be precise, it was all the things that the old mother Ye Qingmei stole from this broken temple back then, and the inheritance was not legal, so the old man in the temple naturally refused to admit it.

"Kid, you know a lot of things. The immortal on the snow platform looked at Fan Xian gently.

"Don't call me a child, I don't like to be called that, as for what I know, there are indeed a lot of things, after all, I have independent thinking, not like the messenger you have sent to the world for countless years, without my own emotions and thoughts. Fan Xian looked back at the deep eyes of the immortal without flinching, and said calmly: "I can even know that your previous big article is actually all plagiarized words, which shows that you can only carry out some simple collection and compilation work, but you can't have your own creative ability." ”

Since he got up from the snow, Fan Xian had been calm to the point of even being a little indifferent to the figure in the temple on an equal footing, he didn't seem to be worried that this mysterious temple would kill himself very lightly, but these calmness was actually just a disguise, these feelings were only based on his analysis of the temple, and the knowledge of the two lives.

"It's to ask Wu Xuan, it seems that you really surprised me and made me think of something...... But if you are willing to be a messenger of the temple, I don't mind your rudeness. The immortal said indifferently, "The temple never trades with mortals, please remember that. ”

"Since you remember some things back then, you naturally know that not everyone in this world will be intimidated by you, and then listen to you whatever you say. Fan Xian said: "You are just a lonely old man, those people under your command have died one by one, except for us, who do you think in the world can find this ruined temple? Whether you let us leave or kill us, you can only be trapped in this snowy mountain forever, and you can no longer know what happened in the world you are calmly watching." ”

"Even if you can make an exception, in fact, you have received the selfless gift of the temple, and you know that as the children of the temple, you should contribute to the sustainable development of the whole world. ”

"I don't know what the temple has given me. ”

The immortal's gaze swept over the bodies of the three people in front of the snow platform, and said, "I chose you to enter the temple and entrust this great mission to you because you all have the breath of the temple on you...... Especially you. ”

The immortal's gaze finally fell on Fan Xian's body. Begonia blossoms inherit the art of green mountains, Master Kuhe can become a generation of grandmasters, relying on the exercises that Ye Qingmei stole out of the temple back then, and the supreme sword art of Dongyi City is more or less with a bit of the style of the temple messenger, the most intense breath is of course Fan Xian, he has lived with Uncle Wuzhu since he was a child, he is the son of Ye Qingmei, and the temple's several major exercises in the world are all in his body, this immortal who has been guarding the temple for tens of thousands of years can naturally see this very lightly.

"You mean that it's impossible to give any more to the three of us. The corners of Fan Xian's lips curled slightly, and he said with a smile: "Since this is the case, of course you can't enter the treasure temple and return empty-handed, if you don't give it, we have to search it ourselves." ”

As soon as the words fell, the immortal in the light smiled slightly, as if he felt a trace of absurdity for the ant-like mortal who dared to forcibly rob treasures in the temple under the gaze of his gods.

However, the more ridiculous thing was behind, after Fan Xian finished saying that, he no longer talked to those points of light, but directly bypassed the stone platform and walked towards the most intact building in the temple under the light snow.

Haitang and Wang Shisanlang were startled, they didn't know if such an impudent move would anger the immortals in the temple, and if there would be a thunder coming to the world after a while, Fan Xian would be blown into ashes.

............ The face of the immortal condensed by the light points on the snow platform was slightly stiff, as if he did not expect Fan Xian's actions in all his calculations, and then, the immortal's body immediately disintegrated, and in an instant, it appeared before Fan Xian walked on the road, blocking the door of the complete building.

Disappearing, reappearing, such a speed is indeed not a scene that can appear in the world, but Begonia Duoduo and Wang Shisanlang forcibly suppressed the horror in their hearts, turned into two light smokes, and swept over, trying to save Fan Xian's life in the fury of the immortals.

However, nothing happened, Fan Xian's footsteps did not pause in the slightest, and walked straight towards the human form condensed by the points of light, those points of light were not scattered by his body, nor did they fly away, let alone turn into countless heavenly thunders, which blew him to pieces, but only suddenly swelled, and seemed to adhere to Fan Xian's snow jacket.

In this way, under the shocked gaze of Haitang and Wang Shisanlang, Fan Xian walked directly into the light of the immortals, but walked out and approached the gate of the building.

A breeze blew, and the light of the immortals was once again great, and suddenly appeared in front of the gate of the building, stopping in front of Fan Xian, but in those unfathomable, like the sky, there were a few hints of wooden expressions in their eyes.

Fan Xian calmly looked at the eyes of the immortal floating in the air, and after a moment of silence, he whispered, "I can see through you." ”