The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

next morning

Warm sunshine, crystal dewdrops, cool breeze, fresh air...

At midnight last night, for some unknown reason, a light rain fell, making the Temple of the Emperor's Lady more solemn and solemn after the rain... The surrounding trees, flowers and plants, and everything after being baptized by the rain, seemed to be reborn and full of vitality, but only one person's life was in full swing. Step by step toward the end...

Master Liao Kong walked out of the wing, and after taking a deep breath of the morning energy, his turbid and old eyes revealed incomparable nostalgia...

It's good to be alive.

It is better to live young.

It's a pity... that's no longer what I can get.

This state of mind lasted only a moment.

He already knew the consequences of using the 'Nine Heavens Mysterious Lot' to ask such questions, so he did not regret it.

It's just... it's a bit regretful after all.

At this moment, a gentle and familiar voice came to his ear: "Old friend, long time no see..."

As soon as he said these words, Liao Kong's narrowed eyes suddenly opened. He looked around and saw a handsome and tall man standing upright under a Bodhi tree not far away, as sharp as a famous sword. A normal middle-aged man...

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Deep in the Temple of the Emperor, in front of the stone statue of the Emperor.

The place was dark and empty on all sides, except for a stone statue and a moonstone in front of it.

The jade is faintly glowing, illuminating this place...

Under the dim "moonlight", the finely carved stone statue of the emperor's daughter appears even more lifelike...

"Ningdan..." The past events emerged, filled with emotions. The middle-aged man's previously majestic face revealed a trace of rare sadness. He couldn't help but reach out and gently caress the stone statue's face...

"Amitabha..." Standing quietly in the distance, Liao Kong clasped his hands and said, "The big mistake has been made, what's the use of feeling guilty now..."

"...As expected, there is still resentment that cannot be subsided."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was slightly startled, and after a moment of silence he said: "Although the passion has gone far away, the mistakes made at that time have remained in the end..."

"...Amitabha, I am now called 'Liao Kong', and I am dedicated to pure cultivation. All the past events are as long ago as clouds, and what I said is just straight from my heart..." Liao Kong shook his head, clasped his hands together and said .

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "Speaking from the heart... Haha, my old friend is indeed as teachable as he was back then."

"Amitabha." Liao Kong shouted the Buddha's name and then stood silently. He knew that the other party would not just come to express his feelings. As expected, the middle-aged man raised his head slightly and changed the subject: "That rebellious girl has left. "

Hearing the sound, Liao Kong's eyebrows moved slightly but he didn't reply.

The middle-aged man seemed to have got the answer. Immediately, he smiled meaningfully: "There is no chance for a female college student to stay..."

As he said that, he glanced casually, as if he had a secret, and instantly saw through the wing where Chu Tianxiao was. Then, he put his hands behind his hands and walked towards the wing.

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Kong stood in front of him.

"Amitabha."

"Haha...Old friend, what are you doing?" The middle-aged man showed a friendly and harmless smile, but he didn't buy it. He just put his hands together and offered a string of Buddhist beads. As he turned his fingers, the Buddha's light Flashing.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled and shook his head: "Old friend, you are too nervous."

Liao Kong didn't reply, but his figure became stronger and taller in an instant. Even though he was old, the middle-aged man could see the charm he once had that astonished the world...

"...why is this so?"

When the middle-aged man saw this, he couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Back then..."

"The past is clouded. I dare not take action against the benefactor, but at this moment, I am sure to stop the benefactor." As he spoke, Liao Kong's body glowed with golden Buddha light, and the shadow of a giant Buddha slowly appeared behind him... …

"...Buddha's vajra-glazed body is unique... Hehe, it is so powerful before its Qi is unleashed...it does have some skills."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, but what concerned him more was not Liao Kong's cultivation level, but the word "donor".

These two words seemed to pierce his heart.

Over the years, he has heard many names, but this name, coming from this person... is still very unpleasant after all.

His mind moved slightly, and the middle-aged man had a new idea. He raised his head and closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something...

"Well...the blood is connected, there is no blockage..."

After sensing it for a moment, the middle-aged man opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Sure enough...hehe, that rebellious woman has not lost her virginity, so she is smart."

"That's all, even if the young man passes the test, he doesn't have to die."

Having said this, he paused, his eyes seeming to penetrate the sky and fall outside the sky.

"...The marriage with Xuanmen is related to the overall situation of the world and must not be destroyed by these two people..."

"but……"

He looked at Sora, with a playful smile on his lips: "My old friend, you must be able to protect me with all your strength, and it must be more than just the rebellious girl who begs for you. I'm afraid this little boy also has something special."

"..." Hearing this, Liao Kong thought for a moment in silence, and finally said, "He is the new master of Emperor Garden."

After saying these words, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then he frowned: "This is a bit... does not make sense."

Liao Kong knew what he was referring to. He clasped his hands and said, "The way of heaven is always there, but the secret of heaven may not remain unchanged."

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man fell into silence, only thinking in his heart.

"... This person was the one who selected the new leader of Emperor Garden together with Xuanmen. Why did the person finally selected... go against Xuanmen? Unless..."

"No...that's not right. If so, what the rebellious girl has done recently is equivalent to nonsense..."

"...Master of Xuanmen...what exactly are you playing?"

As his thoughts turned over and over again, the middle-aged man gradually showed a solemn look on his face, but after a moment, he smiled lightly.

"It seems that he underestimated this young man."

He was silent.

The middle-aged man looked at him deeply and said calmly: "That's all, for the sake of you, my old friend... let's make a deal."

He was silent for a while, seeming to be deep in thought.

"...Old friend, you have drawn the Nine Heavens Mystery Lottery, and your longevity is gone. You can protect him for a while, but you cannot protect him for the rest of your life... For the long term, it is better to make a deal."

Hearing the sound, he paused for a moment, clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha, donor, please speak."

"...If you read it right, old friend, the fire of life you have at this moment can only last for another five years at most." After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged man said to the sky with a complicated tone.

Empty silence is the default.

"So……"

The middle-aged man recovered his thoughts in an instant, put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and said a word, like pointing out the country.

"Give him five years."