After a long time, Yu Xuanji dried up the moisture on his body, pushed Lu Qingting away, staggered and stood up, and walked to the stone platform in the temple:

"Do you know why the old man didn't go back to the door and insisted on taking you here?"

"ah?"

Lu Qingting was stunned and subconsciously looked at the stone platform.

On the stone platform, there is a mud tire, which has been unsupported for many years and is now very broken. Under the cover of weeds, only one outline can be seen.

It seemed like a statue of a heroic god with hair and feet, golden armor, stone turtle, and sword...

"The Dali Dynasty is not so much a dynasty as a sect. The Eternal Tianlun Temple has controlled this country for more than two hundred years.

At present, the whole country believes in the "Eternal Heaven". Emperors of all generations have to return to the temple to become monks for twenty years and serve the Buddhas of the Eternal Heaven..."

Lighting the incense with a bonfire, Yu Xuanji bowed:

"When in the ancestor's daily life notes, more than a thousand years ago, all the people who believed in this place were the 'Nine Heavens Demon-born Ancestors'!"

"This is the ancestor of the Nine Heavens Demons?!"

Lu Qingting, who had been a little suspicious, looked at it carefully and was shocked.

The appearance of this stone statue looks a bit like the statue of the Nine Heavens Demon-born ancestor mentioned in the note of the ancestor’s daily life...

"Yes, this statue is the ancestor of the demons who have descended from the Nine Heavens!"

"who?!"

Lu Qingting was shocked, suddenly pressed the sword and turned around.

In the storm and rain, a tall middle-aged man in a blue shirt came across the wind, and his voice echoed and he had already reached the temple.

"Li Yuan!"

Lu Qingting's heart sank.

He had compiled the list of beautiful mountains and rivers, and at a glance he recognized the person in front of him, which was Li Yuan.

The Dali military god who had been promoted to the Martial Saint more than 80 years ago, planned the Battle of Liujishan, rebelled several years ago, and almost broke the Eternal Tianlun Temple!

“Don’t panic.”

After worshiping the statue of the god, Yu Xuanji turned around:

"Long time no see, Xiao Li."

Xiao Li?!

Lu Qingting looked shocked.

"The unfilial disciple Li Yuan, pay homage to Master."

Kneeling on both knees, bowing to the great ceremony, Li Yuan was respectful and moved:

"After two Jiazi, I didn't expect that seeing you and my master and disciple again is a separation of life and death..."

Master, master and apprentice?

Lu Qingting was completely confused.

"Many years ago, the old Taoist traveled around the world and accepted several apprentices when he passed by Dali..."

Yu Xuanji explained casually, and his eyes looked at Li Yuan were quite complicated:

"I still remember that you said you would overthrow the Eternal Tianlun Temple. Now, you are almost done..."

"One hundred and thirty-two years, forty-eight thousand days and nights, the disciples always think about how to overthrow this decadent temple..."

Li Yuan stood up and looked at the weak master, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Eternal Tianlun Temple is no longer the past. The disciples may have subverted Dali, but they cannot shake that ancient temple at all. In recent years, the disciples have been desperate for opportunities..."

"but……"

While speaking, Li Yuan seemed to have some senses. He turned around slowly and saw that the wind stopped and rain dispersed outside the ruined temple.

"hold head high!"

A long-lasting violent dragon roar echoed on the distant mountains surrounded by clouds and mist.
Chapter completed!