Chapter 902 The Chosen One, the Truth is the Quickest Knife!
Xiao Hei put his hands in his pockets and muttered, "Whether he's cunning or not depends on his master."
Mo Shenyuan sighed, rubbing his forehead. The master and disciple were truly sworn enemies.
"Hey Xiao Ke, where did this palace come from? What's going on?"
"besides."
"Your injuries and the backlash from the pills have healed so quickly?"
Wu Tu immediately stood up, grabbed Wang Xiaoke, and examined him closely.
I was focused on my baby and didn't notice any changes in him.
"hiss!"
"Your cultivation has improved again. Strange, what kind of tonic have you been taking?"
As a member of the Nine-Tailed Clan, he possessed naturally gifted spiritual eyes, and Wu Tu felt that Wang Xiaoke had improved considerably.
"A bit of an opportunity has turned out to be a blessing in disguise, allowing me to break through to the later stages quickly."
Wang Xiaoke smiled innocently: "This place is my magical space."
“Live animals can be brought in, provided that the other party is at ease.”
“If they resist, it will be difficult to bring them into the temple.”
“Once you enter here, even the Heavenly Dao cannot track you, so the tribulation lightning will be interrupted. You can rest and recuperate in peace and come out again when you reach the Ancient Realm.”
Mo Shenyuan was immediately surprised; what kind of magical treasure could evade the Heavenly Dao's pursuit?
"To create such a large space, capable of holding living beings and accommodating Nascent Soul cultivators, what a powerful magic weapon! Even a ninth-grade spiritual artifact might not be able to do it!"
Han Daoren nodded.
The most terrifying thing is the central temple, which is heavily guarded and probably hides a greater secret. Containing living beings is just one of its functions.
The more he thought about it, the more mysterious it seemed.
Wu Tu clicked his tongue and slightly lifted his eyelids: "Was it left behind by your master?"
"That person who taught you cultivation and imparted his techniques to you said he was going on a journey..."
"People from beyond the heavens".
Wu Tu spoke slowly, each word striking a chord in everyone's hearts.
Mo Shenyuan's pupils trembled: "Does Elder Wu mean...?"
Did Wang Xiaoke have a mysterious master before him?
"Ok!"
Wang Xiaoke looked up and smiled: "Grandpa Fox guessed right."
"But what do you mean by 'people from outer space'?"
Wu Tu stood with his hands behind his back and laughed, "I guessed it, your master isn't from this world, is that right?"
Wang Xiaoke's heart tightened. How did Grandpa Fox make that certain?
“Your cultivation technique is of extremely high grade. From the time I was young, I examined your body and found that your meridians and spiritual energy reserves were more than ten times stronger than those of other cultivators at the same level.”
Wu Tu's eyes flashed with a crimson light as he reached out and patted his shoulder: "I have lived in human form for two thousand years, and I have seen quite a lot."
"Your master obtained the essence of the dragon and phoenix to solidify your foundation, and also taught you unparalleled swordsmanship. He even saved you during the Golden Core tribulation!"
Wu Tu looked relieved; he had tried everything to predict Xiao Ke's fate but couldn't see through it.
"There is no such existence in the entire world."
"So he is..."
Wang Xiaoke was conflicted; he absolutely could not reveal his master's background.
"Is it the will of Heaven?"
Mo Shenyuan's expression was horrified, and Han Daoren's pupils also dilated.
"The way of heaven?"
Wang Xiaoke looked surprised; how could the will of Heaven possibly help him?
Wu Tu glanced at his expression and became even more convinced of his own idea.
"The Way of Heaven is based on balance, representing the invisible iron law that hangs over all living beings."
"It is also the supreme rule of the world."
Wu Tu smiled and shook his head, then took out his wine gourd and took a small sip.
"When the world's spiritual veins disappear in large numbers, the laws become disordered, the circulation of spiritual energy weakens, and the Heavenly Dao itself will also be affected, impacting its state."
"The Way of Heaven cannot be directly intervened in; it can only nurture the children of destiny to resolve crises."
Han Daoren took a deep breath. So Xiao Ke is the chosen one?
It looks like a beaver.
Wu Tu grinned and said, "Heaven has blessed us with abundant good fortune."
"The purpose of the divine mandate is to guide you in repairing the crisis in the Heavenly Dao."
"now it's right."
"Your master is the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao; only this explanation makes sense!"
"Otherwise, where would the magical treasures and inheritances come from, and where would the essence of dragons and phoenixes come from?"
Wang Xiaoke's lips twitched. Grandpa Fox really has a wild imagination.
"If I were blessed by heaven, I wouldn't be homeless, scavenging for scraps in the garbage heaps in the summer and shivering under the bridge in the winter."
"uncertain!"
Wu Tu tapped him on the forehead: "Even the chosen ones can have their engagements broken off at the start."
"Those whose bones were dug out, those who were physically disabled but had strong wills, those whose entire families were wiped out..."
"It wasn't all smooth sailing."
Wang Xiaoke: "?"
You've been reading too many novels by Grandpa Fox; this is all nonsense.
"Cough... That's amazing, Grandpa Fox guessed it all."
Wang Xiaoke cooperated, making an incredulous expression.
“My master… always… guides my cultivation in my dreams.”
Wu Tu smiled smugly: "Of course, after all, it has no physical form."
Han Daoren wiped away non-existent cold sweat, utterly shocked.
He wouldn't have believed it if Wu Tu hadn't sworn an oath that the techniques and lineage were bestowed by heaven.
No wonder Wu Tu, though not a swordsman, produced such a monstrous swordsman.
simply.
It's so sinister!
Xiao Hei pouted and stared disdainfully at Wang Xiaoke's back.
"Once I defeat my master, I will be the chosen one, blessed by destiny!"
"Hum~"
After digesting the information, Mo Shenyuan couldn't help but look towards the temple gate.
"Xiao Ke, what's there?"
"Can I show you around?" Wang Xiaoke gestured for him to enter.
He walked at the very front, and the restrictions on the steps disappeared as a result.
Mo Shenyuan marveled. Each step was ten feet high, and the closer one got, the more one could feel the magnificence and oppressive atmosphere of the palace.
"By the way," he glanced at Xiao Hei, "who is this kid?"
"Why are you in there too?"
Wu Tu recognized Xiao Hei: "He's Xiao Ke's pet dog."
"What!" Little Black spat, immediately protesting, "You're the pet."
"If you old fox dare to speak so disrespectfully again, believe me, I'll bite you!"
Wu Tu was too lazy to argue with the child and focused all his attention on the temple.
The building was so peculiar that even he couldn't figure out its materials and structure.
Stepping through the massive ten-zhang gate, the group was even more awestruck by the scene inside.
The carved streams and pavilions exude an ancient and desolate atmosphere.
Wang Xiaoke led them to the main hall and settled the three of them in.
They weren't worried about the three of them accidentally entering the temple. All nine palaces and twelve rooms were protected by restrictions. With just a thought, the three of them wouldn't even be able to leave the temple.
Besides, Ziyou is watching.
After Wang Xiaoke left, Wu Tu clutched the storage ring, looking heartbroken.
"Eight hundred thousand spirit stones, how long will it take the old Taoist to earn that back?"
When I go to the Ancient Realm in the future, I'll have to work hard as a laborer.
……
Leave the temple.
Wang Xiaoke appeared in the Phoenix Queen's boudoir, and looking outside, it was already dark.
The clock hanging on the wall ticked away incessantly.
Nine o'clock in the afternoon.
"This seclusion has lasted so long, I wonder how many days have passed in the outside world?"
"Isn't the pretty lady home?"
Xiao Hei also came back and was curiously looking at the room layout.
"Master, we're in that Mo family's house, should we leave?"
He caught sight of the open photo album on the bedside table and couldn't resist picking it up and flipping through it.
"Oh, you're quite sentimental, aren't you? These photos are from a long time ago."
Snapped!
A slap on the back of the head nearly sent Xiao Hei crashing into the wall.
Wang Xiaoke took the photo album, clasped her hands together, and criticized him.
"No manners! Just because it's your stuff doesn't mean you can look at it. You want to get beaten up?"
"From now on, when you mention a pretty older sister, you should call her Mistress or Master's Wife!"
Xiao Hei gritted its fangs, its rebellious streak immediately rising.
"Look what's wrong!"
"Besides, we're not married yet, and we haven't announced it to the world, so what kind of teacher's wife is she!"
"I think you're the one with no manners, taking me to a girl's room late at night."
"Don't I have any dignity?"
Wang Xiaoke froze, staring at him like a statue, clutching the photo album.
His eyes, deeper than the starry sky, were now terrifyingly profound.
"I'm warning you!" Xiao Hei pressed himself against the wall, trembling all over.
"If you dare to make a move here, the room belonging to the man surnamed Mo will definitely collapse!"
"If you come back and see nothing but ruins, be careful she doesn't give you the cold shoulder."
Wang Xiaoke reached out and grabbed, a strong sense of oppression hitting him directly in the face.
"No, no, no... I was wrong..."
Xiao Hei was bracing himself for a beating, but his outstretched hand gently fell.
He rubbed his head.
Huh? She's changed her personality!
Wang Xiaoke's eyes were filled with complex emotions. He sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"That's true. It's a principle that you and Grandpa both understand, so she should understand it even better."
Seeing his melancholy expression, Xiao Hei's fear dissipated and he regained his confidence.
"Hmph... What did I do wrong? Lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest blade!"
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