The BE of the anime turned into a HE

"Don't cry, you should have gone home a long time ago. What are you doing in this place?" Wuyou said with a smile.

Wuxin sobbed, her voice choked with sobs, "Wuxin's home is Hanshui Temple."

Wuyou walked slowly to Wuxin, half squatted, and gently stroked Wuxin's back.

"Silly child, Hanshui Temple is just a temporary place for you to stay. Now that you have grown up, it is time to go back to your own place. Your home is in a free place, a land beyond the world, a paradise beyond the sky."

Wu Xin shook his head stubbornly, "No, Master, I am not going anywhere. I just want to go back to Hanshui Temple."

"What a silly child! Only those people would think that you will become the spark that subverts the world." Wuyou slowly stood up.

Wuxin finally looked up at Wuyou's figure, "Master, please guide...please guide Wuxin's way."

"In fact, I always felt that we had only walked a part of the road together. Now, my road has come to an end, and the rest can only be walked by you."

As the words fell, Wuyou's figure walked forward, step by step, and then disappeared.

Wuxin reached out to pull his master's figure, but his hand was empty. He tried to grab the light and shadow without giving up, but still couldn't keep anything.

A voice came: "No matter what choice you make, don't forget your original intention and never look back."

“Wuxin, I will follow Master’s instructions.” Wuxin kowtowed vigorously.

After a while, Wuxin stood up, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, brushed his sleeves, and became the cynical monk again.

"Let's go!"

Seeing Wu Xin like this, Xiao Se couldn't help but remind him, "Don't pretend to be dressed in white clothes at this time. We all saw it just now."

"Oh! I had wanted to be a cynical and aloof immortal monk, but I didn't expect that I couldn't bear to become an old monk. What a mistake! What a mistake!" Wuxin smiled.

Then he added, "The old monk also said that we still have to walk the road ahead by ourselves."

A trace of heartache flashed through Xiao Se's heart for no apparent reason, and he said faintly: "Master Wuyou's method of sweeping is profound, but there is something wrong with saying that you are not going to walk the rest of the way alone."

Wu Xin paused when he heard this. "Oh?"

"And us! Let's go together." Lei Wujie pointed at himself with a smile.

Wu Xin turned around and looked at the two of them. Seeing their serious expressions, he curled his lips and said, "Okay."

Then he strode forward, Xiao Se folded his arms and followed lazily, and Lei Wujie followed suit.

Wuxin's eyes were shining as he strode forward. "Master, I thought that only with you by my side could I, Ye Anshi, have peace of mind for the rest of my life. So, I carried your relics with me all the way and pretended that you had not left."

Now, with them by my side, I believe the road ahead will no longer be difficult and I will definitely keep going.

at the foot of the mountain.

Seven monks in robes were sitting there, some of them smiling but saying nothing, some looked like angry Vajra, and some had their heads down and eyes closed as if they were dozing off.

The main formation of the natal Arhat.

"Are they the ones?" Xiao Se asked doubtfully.

Wu Xin nodded, "That's them."

Lei Wujie took a step forward and said, "I will break the formation."

"You are a disciple of Xueyue City. Do you want to confront the Buddhist holy land in public?" Xiao Se glanced at him.

Lei Wujie tilted his head and whispered, "I haven't become his disciple yet! And the senior brother is not here, so I'll just run when he comes."

"This is the True Form Arhat Formation, the magical power that protects Jiulong Temple. It is very difficult to break." Wuxin looked at Dajue who was sitting in the middle.

“Whether it’s easy to break or not, we’ll know after trying.” Lei Wujie ran forward, jumped up and hit the kind-looking fat monk.

But he didn't expect that the angry monk Vajra at the side came forward, and the two men fought with their fists. Neither of them gained the upper hand, and they retreated at the same time.

Lei Wujie only felt his fists numbing and his blood boiling, "He's really not easy to mess with."

The angry monk's hand trembled slightly when he received the punch. His boxing skills were overbearing, but this man's boxing skills were equally overbearing. "The one who blocked the way was the donor."

"The deputy owner of Xueluo Mountain Villa, Xiao Wuse!" Lei Wujie said loudly.

"Get lost!" Xiao Se's eyes were full of disgust. How come this guy started to become so smooth-talking in just a few days?

The monk stood with one hand in front of his chest, frowning slightly, and couldn't figure out what sect the Snowfall Villa belonged to. "Why is the donor blocking the way?"

"There is only one person who wants to go home here, and you, Master, are blocking his way." Lei Wujie said seriously.

Hearing this, the monk was stunned for a moment, and felt that what this person said seemed to make sense, and then he reacted, "Donor, what a clever idea."

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Lei Wujie shook his head. "Just fight!" Then he attacked the person in front of him.

The two men started fighting instantly, both using boxing techniques, and were evenly matched.

"Monk, how many Arhats do you think this little bastard can defeat?" Xiao Se asked.

Wu Xin turned around and looked at Xiao Se, "Probably, I can't beat any of them."

Xiao Se threw the peach in his hand and looked at it nonchalantly, "How can you be so unconfident? This is the deputy owner of my Snowfall Villa. If you can't even beat him, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?"

"This is the Arhat Formation. When the formation is formed, seven people are like one, and one person is like seven people. Now Lei Wujie is not at the bottom, it's just that the formation has not been completed." Wuxin said slowly.

Xiao Se stopped what he was doing and said seriously, "This means you don't take Lei Wujie seriously."

As the two chatted, Wu Xin noticed the change in the situation, "The formation is complete."

He waved his sleeves and stepped forward.

Xiao Se reached out and held Wu Xin, "Wait a moment, this is a rare opportunity for him."

Wuxin felt the slight coolness on his wrist and wondered why this person's hands were so cold today. Then he raised his hand, held Xiao Se's hand, and pulled him up.

"Don't sit still."

Xiao Se looked at Wu Xin in confusion, "Why?"

Wu Xin smiled faintly. He couldn't say that the steps were cold! He made up an excuse casually, "Boss Xiao, the steps are dirty."

Xiao Se didn't notice that Wu Xin was covering his hand. His attention was on Lei Wujie. When he saw that something was wrong, he quickly shouted, "Wuxin."

I felt a chill on my hands, and a white figure rushed out.

Wuxin fell into the formation and threw Lei Wujie out, "Wuxin from Hanshui Temple, come and break the formation."

Lei Wujie only felt a flash before his eyes, and he was already next to Xiao Se. He fell headfirst on the steps and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Just now, I almost died."

Xiao Se turned his head to look at Lei Wujie and sighed, "It's better to die than to die any more."

The huge golden palm instantly shattered the formation of several people, and six people fell down at once, accompanied by a ray of sunlight, falling on Wuxin.

Wuxin put his hands together and smiled at the monk who was sitting upright in front of him, "Master Dajue."