Chitose words

Xie Zhao, Ling Hehe and Han Changsheng followed their latest "kid" Luo Zhuo and walked into the Goulu Altar, which was full of thorns and hazelnuts, but was magnificent and full of pale colors.

On the way, I met a believer in the altar.

"Young Envoy, the Holy Envoy and Miss Bo Xi are waiting for you inside."

Luo Zhuo nodded slightly in response.

His face, which was still somewhat childish in Guanri Peak, seemed to have been put on a particularly holy and temperatureless mask since he entered the ten-mile radius of the Hulu Shrine.

He seemed to force himself to "grow up" in an instant, and suddenly he didn't look like a "child" anymore.

Han Changsheng tilted his head and whispered to Xie Zhao and Ling He: "This is too strange. The Yuwen Department is the first of the 36 Hanyong Departments. It is obviously so rich and wealthy. Why is the building of the Hulu Holy Altar, the birthplace of the Yuwen Department? So dull and run-down?"

He thought he was very quiet, but he couldn't avoid the eight-year-old child who was two steps ahead of them and whose martial arts level was a little higher than his.

Luo Zhuo replied calmly with a small face.

"The previous Holy Envoys of Hulu were all saints with high moral character and respect, and they did not care about materialistic pleasures. Therefore, even though many years have passed, the Hulu Holy Altar is still very different from when it was first built nearly a thousand years ago."

Han Changsheng clicked his tongue and said loudly: "I understand. It turns out that the Taoist heart of the Hulu Holy Envoy on the Arruo Grassland is similar to the ascetic and hateful lineage in Fenglan in Western Xinjiang."

"It's not like that!"

Luo Zhuo stared at him angrily.

"How come you are so full of absurd ideas! This is completely different from asceticism."

Han Changsheng was surprised and confused.

"What's different?"

"Everywhere is different!"

Luo Zhuo was clumsy and could not explain clearly to him.

Ascetics leave the world's sufferings to themselves, hoping that by doing so, all sentient beings will suffer less.

But what Hulu Holy Envoy pays attention to is to be kind to others, to be compassionate to others, and to help suffering sentient beings overcome the sufferings that they cannot survive themselves.

There may seem to be some similarities between the two at first glance, but in fact they are quite different.

Xie Zhao shook his head with a smile and said to Han Changsheng: "The Holy Envoy Magaya is not an ascetic, he cultivates the 'path of sentient beings'.

Because the Holy Messenger has affection and great love in his heart, he often helps the suffering herdsmen on the Arjo grassland.

During the decades that the Holy Envoy has held this position, his name of kindness has resounded throughout the North. He is indeed an extraordinary person. "

Han Changsheng said in astonishment:

"What, you said that Holy Envoy Hulu cultivated the 'path of sentient beings'?"

He looked at Luo Zhuo who was walking not far in front of them, raised his hand and said politely:
"Then why does this kid practice the 'Ruthless Way'? Isn't he the disciple of Holy Envoy Hulu?"

Luo Zhuo snorted, not bothering to answer his extremely stupid question.

Ling You said calmly at this time: "In the realm of martial arts, one must teach students according to their aptitude.

With Master Luo Zhuo's state of mind and foundation, it is most appropriate to practice the 'Ruthless Way', and it is also the easiest way to achieve success.

The Holy Envoy Hulu must have been very attentive to Luo Zhuo's teachings. He is only at this age now and has reached the heavenly realm of observing the universe. His future is limitless. "

Luo Zhuo turned around and continued walking forward, hiding the sadness flashing in his eyes.

Yes, the master was so attentive to him, but before he could grow up enough to make him proud, he was already in his old age.

Han Changsheng said "Huh" and asked in a low voice:

"By the way, I remember Xie Zhao said before that the martial arts realm of the Hulu Holy Envoy is in the Holy King Heaven Realm. In this case, how could he——"

He couldn't bear to ask the rest of the words in front of Luo Zhuo.

Why are you going to Hexi at such an age?

Xie Zhao was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

"If I guessed correctly, it should be related to the inner strength and mental method practiced by the Holy Envoy."

She looked at the stubborn and upright back of the child in front of her, and vaguely understood why the Holy Envoy of Hulu, Mosuye, accepted a child like Luo Zhuo who was suitable for practicing the "Ruthless Way" as a closed disciple in her later years.

The Holy Messenger has been doing good to people all his life, and now that he is in his old age, he wants to do one more good deed.That is to choose a successor for this Arruo Grassland who finally has the right path in his heart, but is not swayed by emotions and desires, and does not have to suffer himself when he sees the suffering of all living beings.

Soon, they followed Luo Zhuo to an ordinary courtyard in the altar.

From a distance, I saw an old man and a woman standing on the corridor, looking quietly in their direction.

Luo Zhuo's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the old man. Holding the wild ginseng he had carefully stored in his hand, he took two quick steps as if there was wind under his feet.

"Master! Master, are you awake? Look, what did I find?"

He happily ran forward, his eyes sparkling with joy, and held up the small wild ginseng in his hand in front of the old man as if it were a treasure.

The holy envoy of Mawaya looked at the little disciple with a smile. He carefully looked up and down at the child's embarrassed appearance with distressed eyes, with a trace of disapproval and intolerance in his eyes.

"Silly boy, these foreign objects have little effect as a teacher, so why should you?"

Luo Zhuo interrupted him hastily.

"How could it be useless? Master took the elixir picked by Sister Bo Xi a few days ago, and his spirits have improved significantly in the past two days! It will definitely be useful this time."

Mobuye sighed softly, then shook his head slightly.

He knew that these two children had deep obsessions in their hearts. If they refused to rely on them, he was afraid that one day he would leave, which would make them brood and blame themselves.

Therefore, he stopped persuading.

He knows his own body well, and he also has a vague feeling, which has only been left for a few days.

Mobuye looked at the three strange young men and women in the courtyard with gentle eyes.

When the three of them saw him, they all clasped their fists and performed a junior salute.

"Holy messenger."

Mobuye nodded with a smile.

"You three young heroes, please forgive me for being weak and unable to return the favor."

Ling You and Han Changsheng said hurriedly, "I don't dare."

Mobuye instantly noticed Ling You, who was quite advanced in martial arts.

He stared at him blankly, and after a moment he praised:
"Young hero, at such a young age, is already in the Saint King Profound Realm. It's truly remarkable. There are talented people from generation to generation, and they are really to be feared."

Ling or saluted with both hands, "Holy envoy, you are so complimentary."

Xie Zhao stared at Holy Envoy Mosuye in silence for a moment, then suddenly reached out to take off his package from Han Changsheng's shoulder, and took out a bottle of unknown elixir from it.

"Holy envoy, this is a gift for our visit. It is not a sign of respect. Please don't refuse."

The holy envoy of Mobuye was startled and raised his hand to take the jade bottle handed over by the girl.

He first raised his eyebrows, frowned and looked at the bottle, then gently opened the cork, put the mouth of the bottle under his nose and sniffed.

Bo Xi, who was following Mobuye, had sharp eyes.

Her eyes were fixed on the bottle, and the next moment she immediately turned to Xie Zhao, looked at her and said:

"What is this? The Holy Envoy will never take anything of unknown origin."

But Mobuye had already closed the cork of the bottle and stopped her and said: "Bo Xi, don't be rude."

His eyes slowly raised and looked at Xie Zhao.

The old man's cloudy eyes, and the whites of his eyes have now almost turned a light yellow.

The so-called "people become old and pearls turn yellow" is nothing more than this.

"Many years ago, I also had this object. It was a gift from an old friend from the Southern Dynasty. Could the girl be that person's descendant?"

Although Mobuye's eyes were fading and old, he looked at Xie Zhao with insight, waiting for her answer quietly.

Xie Zhao was quiet and looked at the old man seriously.

"My master and the Holy Envoy met only briefly, and they have been dead for many years. I didn't expect that the Holy Envoy would still remember him."