Chapter 6289 The amazing year

Hearing the old monk's words, Chen Liuhe sneered and said, "The more than fifty people in the Chen family died, and they died very badly. The blood dyed the old land of the Chen family red. Who will bear this fault?

How can you not avenge this great revenge?

!Master, tell me, how do you let me go?"

At the end, Chen Liuhe almost yelled, and he sternly said: "I, Chen Liuhe, don't need anyone to save me."

"The Chen family is suffering, and the world is sad, so the suffering cannot be continued. Chen Xiantu must have believed that leaving inheritance and continuation in the world is far more important than taking revenge, and it is millions of times more important."

The elderly monk said.

"That's his idea, what does it have to do with me?

I have my obsession and thoughts!”

Chen Liuhe said disdainfully.

"Oh..." Looking at Chen Liuhe, who was resentful and firm in his attitude, the old monk couldn't help but sigh.

"If you know you will go to the hell of the ears and noses, why should you just go your own way?"

Old monk.

"Some things cannot be solved by Buddha, so why can't we become a demon on our feet?"

Chen Liuhe said coldly.

"Oh..." The old monk sighed again. If his disciple who was nearly 70 years old and had been with him for decades saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked. The already stable Buddha heart would probably have ripples.

Because this old monk may not have sighed more often than he did tonight...

"Master, I am just a plain person. I can't compare my realm with you. I can't escape into the empty sect and can't let go of my hatred and obsession."

Chen Liuhe said.

"Forget it."

The old monk did not continue to persuade him, and did not even say a word.

He walked and walked past Chen Liuhe, instead of returning to the old temple, he walked towards the mountains and fields.

"You have hot vegetarian rice in your house."

The old monk left this sentence and disappeared into the darkness.

Chen Liuhe was immersed in the spirit for a long time, and his heart was undulating. This was indeed not an ordinary monk. He only discovered this tonight.

What's funny is that he stayed here for four days and didn't find any clues.

This couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart. This old monk was unfathomable.

It took a few minutes to calm down. Chen Liuhe exhaled the turbid air and walked back to the room.

He could feel that the old monk had no real hostility towards him.

The words just now may really be for myself.

Chen Liuhe was also really interested in the identity of this elderly monk.

What kind of person can actually say the kind of big talk that can ensure that you spend the rest of your life safely?

In this world, can anyone compete with the Taishang Family Alliance?

Can anyone protect themselves under their murderous intentions?

This is no different from dreaming...

Chen Liuhe was half-believing and half-doubted, and he couldn't come up with a reason.

On the other side, an elderly monk was walking at night, and the rugged mountain road under his feet was walking on him, as if he was walking on flat ground.

Although he is already over a hundred years old, his pace is still light and he doesn't feel any difficulty walking on this mountain road.

Soon, he came to the cliff rocks.

He stood beside the rocks, looking at the starry night sky and the wilderness and mountains.

He stood here for a long time. The night wind was strong and the "whimper" sounded, blowing on him, but he was still as moving as a mountain, as if he had a spirit that could compete with the power of nature.

Suddenly, the old monk turned his head and looked at the direction of the empty rock.

It feels like there is a person standing next to the rock.

At this moment, a trace of remembrance and remembrance flashed in the old monk's eyes. He seemed to have really seen the old friend and stood quietly beside him.

As many years ago, the two of them stood here and talked about the truth.

"Old friend, old friend, you said it right, and you said it wrong."

The old monk spoke with a faint voice.

"You said, if there is really a descendant who is qualified to use the name Chen Liuhe, he must be someone who is not inferior to you."

The old monk murmured: "You are right about this."

"You said that with me here, you will definitely be able to preserve the final inheritance and continuation of your Chen family. You may have said this wrong."

Speaking of this, the old monk sighed again. This was the third long sigh he sighed tonight, and it was also the only three long sighs in his legendary life that had lasted for more than a hundred years, all of which were tonight.

"If he didn't go up the mountain, how good it would be, he would not be able to walk along your old path, and he would not be able to get the blood sea sword intent you left behind."

The old monk said, "I said that it is a great killing technique on earth. If he gets it, he will definitely be filled with blood."

"He is very similar to you, with the same innocence and the same firmness and strength.

But... you have both Buddha's heart and Shura's heart! And your descendant is probably only Shura's heart..." The old monk sighed again, and sighed in the fourth sigh.

"It's not his fault. His birth and even his life may have been a mistake from the beginning. It was a joke made by God with this world."

The old monk kept talking softly, as if he was talking to the old friend who had been gone for many years: "In his situation, it is impossible to cultivate a Buddha's heart..."

"He is a very independent little guy. He will definitely go on the path he believes in, no matter whether this path is right or wrong, whether it is life or death."

The old monk smiled bitterly and said, "The opportunity is really wonderful. Even if the old monk wants to stop it, he can't stop it."

"Even though the old monk had selfish thoughts and concealed the information about the sword intent of the Blood Sea, he still got it."

The old monk said, "The old monk lost the bet between me and you back then, and you are better off."

Speaking of this, the monk was silent for a long time, for more than ten minutes.

There was a wave on his old face.

"You said, if you had climbed that mountain with me, wouldn't the things that happened next?

The Chen family will not suffer a bloody disaster?"

The monk continued, "But maybe you are right. If you really go up the mountain with me, maybe you will eventually be like me, just like me, and you will be indifferent to all four elements and become empty and enter the ethereality of Buddhism."

"In this world, there will be no glorious period of having the Chen family. Although it is just a flash in the pan, in the long river of history, legends will only become more legendary in future generations. Isn't this what you most hope for when you were young?"

The monk said, "You have always been the long-cherished wish to make the Chen family famous in the world. You have spent most of your life, and you have finally achieved it."
Chapter completed!