The Strongest Soldier in the City

After hearing what the old monk said, Chen Liuhe sneered and said: "All the more than fifty members of the Chen family died. They died miserably. The old land of the Chen family was dyed red with blood. Who will bear this fault? This great hatred. , how can you not retaliate?! Master, tell me, how do you want me to let go?"

At the end of the sentence, Chen Liuhe almost shouted, and he said sternly: "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 allowed to continue. Chen Xiantu must have believed that leaving a legacy and continuity in the world is far more important than revenge. It is thousands of times more important." The old monk said.

"That's his idea, what does it have to do with me? I have my own obsessions and ideas!" Chen Liuhe said disdainfully.

"Hey..." Looking at Chen Liuhe who was fierce and firm, the old monk couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"If you knew that you would end up in the hell of ears and noses, why would you insist on going your own way?" said the old monk.

"There are some things that a Buddha cannot solve, so why can't he become a demon immediately?" Chen Liuhe said coldly.

"Hey..." The old monk sighed again. If his apprentice, who is nearly seventy years old and has been with him for decades, sees this scene, he will be shocked. A very stable Buddha's heart may cause ripples.

Because this old monk may not have sighed as many times as tonight...

"Master, I am just a commoner. I can't compare with you in my realm. I can't escape into Buddhism, and I can't let go of my hatred and obsession." Chen Liuhe said.

"That's all." The old monk didn't continue to persuade him, and he didn't even say a word.

He stepped forward and walked past Chen Liuhe. Instead of returning to the old temple, he walked towards the mountains.

"There is hot vegetarian food in your house." The old monk left these words and disappeared into the dark night.

Chen Liuhe was in trance for a long time, and his heart was undulating. He was indeed no ordinary monk. He only discovered this tonight.

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

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

It took a few minutes to calm down, Chen Liuhe exhaled and walked back to the house.

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

Those words just now may really be for your own good.

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

What kind of person is he who can say such big words to ensure that he can spend the rest of his life safely?

Is there anyone in this world who can compete with the Taishang Family Alliance? Can anyone survive their murderous intentions?

It's no different than dreaming...

Chen Liuhe was dubious and could not come up with a reason.

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

Although he is already very old, more than 100 years old, his pace is still brisk, and he does not feel any difficulty walking on this mountain road.

After a while, he came to the cliff and rocks.

He stood by the rock and looked at the starry night sky and the wilderness mountains.

He stood here for a long time, and the night wind was strong, whining and blowing on his body, but he remained motionless, as if he had an air of being able to compete with the power of nature.

Suddenly, the old monk turned his head and glanced in the direction of the deserted rock.

It felt as if there was a person standing next to the rock.

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

Just like many years ago, the two of them stood here talking.

"Old friend, old friend, you are right, but you are also wrong." The old monk spoke with a faint voice.

"You said, if there is a descendant who is qualified to bear the name Chen Liuhe, it must be a person whose talent and grace are not inferior to yours."

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

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

Having said this, the old monk let out a long sigh again. This was the third long breath he had sighed tonight. It was also the only three long sighs he had in his legendary life of more than a hundred years, all tonight.

"If he didn't go up the mountain, he wouldn't be able to follow your old path, and he wouldn't be able to get the Blood Sea Sword Intent you left behind."

The old monk said: "I said that it is the most powerful killing technique in the world. If he gets it, the sky will be filled with blood."

"He is very similar to you, with the same celestial appearance and the same perseverance. But... you have both a Buddha's heart and an Asura heart! And your descendant may only have an Asura heart. Alright..." The old monk sighed again, his fourth long sigh.

"You can't blame him. His birth and even his life may have been a mistake from the beginning. It was a joke played by God on this world."

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

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

The old monk showed a wry smile and said: "Opportunity is such a wonderful thing. Even if the old monk wants to stop it, he can't."

"Even if the old monk had his own selfish motives and concealed the information about the Blood Sea Sword Intent, he still got it."

The old monk said: "In this round of the bet between you and me, the old monk lost, and you are one step ahead."

Having said this, the monk fell silent for a long time, more than ten minutes.

There were waves on his old face.

"Tell me, if you had climbed that mountain with me back then, wouldn't what happened next have happened? And the Chen family wouldn't have suffered a bloody disaster?"

The monk continued: "However, maybe you are right. If you really go up that mountain with me, maybe you will end up like me, looking down on the emptiness of all the four elements, and escape into the emptiness of Buddhism."

"In this world, the glorious period of the Chen family will no longer appear. Although it is just a flash in the pan, in the long river of history, the legend will only become more legendary in future generations. Isn't this what you looked forward to most when you were young? "

The monk said: "Your long-cherished wish is to make the Chen family famous in the world. You have spent most of your life, and you have finally achieved it."

"I still remember the last time you came to my place and told me before leaving..."