Although I only stayed in this temple for a few days, a lot happened in those short few days, which can be said to be an important turning point for Chen Liuhe at a certain stage.

Therefore, Chen Liuhe felt a closeness to this place from the bottom of his heart.

An old monk was standing in front of the temple, seemingly waiting for Chen Liuhe's arrival.

"Master, you have fulfilled your mission and successfully brought the little benefactor back."

Wu Ming walked up to the old monk and bowed respectfully, looking extremely pious.

The old monk had a peaceful face, with a bit of a smile, and his rickety body, which showed his old age, faintly exuded an invisible Buddhist aura.

That kind of breath is very wonderful, it can make people feel as if they are still water.

It seems that standing in front of this old monk, it is difficult for people to have any negative emotions in their hearts.

The old monk nodded slightly, and then his eyes fell on Chen Liuhe.

The old man's slightly smiling face was extremely kind, and his eyes contained kindness: "Little donor, we meet again."

Chen Liuhe was filled with gratitude and respect. He bent down to salute the monk and put his palms together according to Buddhist etiquette: "Thank you, Master, for saving me this time."

"This is all due to the little donor's own luck, and we are just following the trend."

The old monk spoke softly.

"Little benefactor, you have not recovered from your serious injuries, and the energy in your body is disordered. You should stay in this small temple for the next few days."

The old monk said to Chen Liuhe.

Chen Liuhe bowed again. He was not dissatisfied at all with the old monk's arrangement.

The old monk didn't say much to Chen Liuhe, so he turned around and walked back to the ruined temple with Wu Ming.

Chen Liuhe followed the two of them and walked in. He still lived in the same wing room where he had lived before.

The simple furnishings and familiar scenes made Chen Liuhe feel extremely at ease.

Perhaps in this world, at this moment, there is really no place that is safer than staying here, right?

Safety is not because this is the top of Mount Tai.

It is safe because in this humble and dilapidated temple, there are two mysterious and powerful Buddhist figures!

Lying on the hard board bed, Chen Liuhe recalled what happened during this period in his mind.

I am extremely grateful to have lingering fear in my heart. I struggled and wandered between life and death again and again, but fortunately, I was safe in the end.

Perhaps, he really shouldn't have died. Along the way, he was able to survive to this day under the strong oppression of the Taishang family.

Even when he thought about it, he found it a bit unbelievable and the process was too thrilling.

Amid the swirling thoughts, Chen Liuhe slowly fell asleep.

This night was the most secure night he had slept in a while, without having to worry about dangers that might arise at any time.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dim outside the window.

Chen Liuhe, who was full of energy, got up, walked out of the wing, and came to the cliff where he once understood the sword intention of the Blood Sea.

The boulder was still there. Chen Liuhe sat on the boulder, facing the east, watching the sunrise and enjoying the first ray of sunshine.

Being here, in such an environment, Chen Liuhe's mood was surprisingly calm, like a calm lake.

It seems as if he has forgotten all the grudges and disputes, as if he is isolated from the world.

"Amitabha."

A Xiangning voice suddenly sounded from behind Chen Liuhe.

Chen Liuhe looked back and saw the eminent monk standing behind him.

The eminent monk was still wearing an ordinary monk's robe, holding a string of Buddhist beads and turning them gently.

"master."

Chen Liuhe jumped off the boulder and saluted the eminent monk.

"The little donor does not need to be polite. The poor monk's Buddha's name corresponds to the sky. The little donor can call the poor monk the Buddha's name."

The old monk bowed and said.

"Master Yingtian."

Chen Liuhe saluted again.

"Everyone helped me one after another, and this kindness will never be forgotten by this generation."

Chen Liuhe expressed gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

The last time I came to Mount Tai, I was able to successfully receive the inheritance of the Blood Sea Sword Intent, which is also inseparable from the old monk in front of me.

He survived this time only because of the old monk’s help.

"The poor monk said that this is due to the little benefactor's own luck and has no direct relationship with us."

Master Yingtian said: "If the little benefactor is destined to die, no matter how much the poor monk does, it will not help. Everything has its own destiny."

Chen Liuhe just listened to these words. He didn't believe in destiny. He only knew that if he hadn't been rescued in time by realizing his destiny, he would have become a skeleton by now.

After a pause, Ying Tian took another deep look at Chen Liuhe and said meaningfully: "Little donor, although your fate is different from ordinary people and it is difficult for you to be short-lived, when you face the situation, you cannot compete.

When facing an enemy, there is still the danger of a narrow escape."

"Although luck is a mysterious thing that cannot be seen clearly, it does exist. The luck in the little donor's body is already weak and is on the verge of extinction."

Master Yingtian's words made Chen Liuhe's heart skip a beat.

He showed a wry smile and said: "Master, if you have anything to say, it's okay for you to say it."

"It's very simple. No matter how hard-hearted a person is, he can't help but go through as much trouble as you. It's a miracle that you can survive to this day. If you continue to go through the same trouble as before, I'm afraid it will be very difficult."

Ying Tian said.

"My time is approaching, am I going to die?"

Chen Liuhe's nerves were shaken violently and he said bitterly.

"Then it depends on how you take the next step."

Ying Tian said.

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath, frowned deeply, and said: "Master, do you know something?

You mean, my opponent is stronger than I thought?"

Ying Tian turned to look at Dongfang Sunrise and said, "Strong, stronger than you can imagine."

"What you see now is not the real Taishang family. Do you think Taishi Xiaoyao and others are the strongest?"

Ying Tian shook his head and did not continue what he said next.

Chen Liuhe, on the other hand, was already extremely shocked.

If it were said that before, he had only guessed that the Taishang family might still have strong men in the palace realm surviving.

So after the old monk's words, the fact is almost confirmed. Among the three giants of the Taishang, there must be strong men in the palace realm and Dzogchen who are still alive.

After taking several breaths of cold air in succession, Chen Liuhe's heart had sunk to the bottom, and he even felt a little desperate.

Chen Liuhe could not imagine what kind of existence it would be like to be in the palace realm of Dzogchen.

He only knew that an existence of Taishi Xiaoyao's level could easily crush him to death.

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