Chapter 570 – The Meeting of Two Sovereigns (1/2)

Ze Tian Ji Mao Ni 38100K 2022-07-22

Chapter 570 - The Meeting of Two Sovereigns

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The white cloud dispersed over a verdant valley.

The valley was extremely peaceful and serene, with fantastically shaped trees and vines growing in abundance. The forests by the cliffs would occasionally resound with the low howls of some powerful monster. But those monsters did not dare approach this place, because this place contained a lofty, majestic, and ancient Buddhist temple, and also because this ancient temple served as residence to two people.

The old man asked in confusion, ”We've secluded ourselves for several centuries and were able to go out after such difficulty, and we return just like that?”

The other man smiled and said, ”It wasn't completely without gain. At least we got a glance at that youth.”

The elder replied, ”Could it be that Sir especially went out to see that youth?”

The man replied, ”That youth is Shang's disciple and also cared for by Yin. Little Tianhai even requested for Heavenly Secrets to come over especially to examine him. It's hard for me to not be curious.”

The old man replied, ”Sir is certainly not the type of person who will step back into the secular world out of curiosity.”

The man said, ”That youth obtained my notebook and Heavenly Tome Monolith, and brought down a night of starlight in the Mausoleum of Books. Many people say that he's very similar to me from the past, which is naturally different from my view.”

The old man asked, ”Then what did Sir see?”

The man's expression grew solemn. ”That youth…will soon die.”

The old man was flabbergasted by this statement. ”Then what should be done?”

The man walked into the main hall of the ancient temple and gazed at the dilapidated Great Buddha. ”Everyone wishes to defy the heavens and change fate, but how could they know that all causes and effects lie within the causes and effects themselves. The more one wants to change fate, the more impossible it is to pull away from the river of fate. I cannot see how his fate will ultimately turn out. In the end, one must still look at him.”

”Then what about Qiushan Jun and Xu Yourong? When does Sir plan to go see them?”

”We'll talk about that later.” The man glanced out of the temple at the sky and warned, ”It's going to rain. Quickly finish off today's painting.”

This ancient temple's exterior was extremely run-down, seemingly abandoned for countless years, and the same could be said for the Buddhist images in the various halls of the temple. But the succession of the Buddhist school on the continent had long since been severed, and it was utterly unheard of amongst the common people. Thus, this sort of scene was actually quite commonplace. In reality, that this ancient Buddhist temple could continue to exist until now was the truly puzzling matter here.

However, the paintings on the stone walls of the temple were extremely complete and even seemed very new. It was obvious that they had only been painted in these past few years.

The paintings on the wall were all extremely beautiful. It could even be said that it would be simply impossible to find such an outstanding painter in the world today.

If Chen Changsheng were to see these wall paintings, he would assuredly think of those portraits in the Lingyan Pavilion.

The old man stood on a wooden frame, holding a painting brush and preparing to get to work. In the end, however, he still could not hold himself back. ”Back there, you really should have tried.”

The other man sat on a broken bell in the front of the hall, his hand carrying a pot of spring water that he was slowly drinking from. Upon hearing this, he smiled and said, ”I can't even beat him.””

The old man put down his paintbrush and gazed out of the hall, saying, ”Last year, Su Li was outside Xuelao City…”

The other man did not reply, only quietly looked into the distance.

The old man sighed internally and no longer continued to ask.

At the time, the Demon Lord had been within Xuelao City, Black Robe without. How would he have told him to attack? How could he have possibly attacked?

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