Chapter 622 An unexpected surprise

"cause and effect?"

Hearing this, Ye Mou was stunned for a moment, while on the side, Ye Fan was thoughtful, then waved his hand and said:

"Lead the way."

"Okay." The disciple responded, stepping forward, followed closely by Ye Fan.

Passing through the wooden door, inside is a hall full of age. There is a temple in the hall. The temple does not enshrine any statues, but it is full of incense burners. There are many incense sticks in the incense burner. They have been burned out and the ashes have fallen into the burner. , even the stove was full, and there was a lot of overflowing on the table.

This is probably the source of the incense smell.

"Weird thing."

Ye Fan noticed this strange scene and frowned.

"Does Prince Ye need to burn incense?" Seemingly noticing the change in Ye Fan's expression, the disciple asked from the side.

"There is no god in the temple, who should provide incense?" Ye Fan asked the doubt in his heart.

"I will provide it to anyone who believes in King Ye." The disciple replied with a smile: "Offering is based on sincerity and sincerity, so why do you need a statue?"

"It's quite interesting." These words made Ye Fan raise his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the disciple, and asked: "If you don't have faith, can you still burn incense?"

"How can a person not have faith?" The disciple was puzzled: "If a person lives his entire life and believes in gods, ghosts, Buddhas, and demons, secular words, truth and wisdom, self and others, he will always have something to believe in."

"Is it okay without an entity?"

"Faith is nothing, but some people's thoughts require faith to have an entity." The disciple answered again and bowed to Ye Fan.

At this point, Ye Fan fell silent for a moment. For a moment, he was a little surprised by the opinions of this disciple of the Emperor's Master.

For a while, Ye Fan didn't say anything else, he just stepped forward, took out the incense scattered next to him, lit it and inserted it into the incense stand.

Over the past hundred years, Ye Fan has almost never worshiped anything. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so he didn't learn from others to offer incense and pray for blessings. Occasionally, he would just do it casually.

But this time, Ye Fan was unusually serious. After putting in the incense, he watched the smoke rise. Suddenly, some pictures appeared in his mind, and several characters flickered.

Those are all people and things that he will never forget.

"Has King Ye seen his faith?" A disciple voiced from the side.

Ye Fan woke up with a start. When he looked at the incense stand, he realized that the incense he had just put on had burned out.

"What a wonderful incense." Ye Fan couldn't help but exclaimed at this surprising scene.

When the disciple heard this, he smiled and said nothing. He just bowed to Ye Fan and continued to lead the way.

We passed through the temple quickly, and not long after, we passed through the stone gate next to it, and another empty courtyard appeared. There was no debris in the courtyard, and the outside of the courtyard wall was full of green plants.

An old man was sitting quietly in the center of the small courtyard, with his back to Ye Fan. He did not make any movements and his posture was casual, as if he was in meditation.

"Master, King Ye is here." The disciple said, bowed and saluted, and then stepped back.

The old man did not make a sound. Ye Fan stayed where he was, hesitated slightly, and was about to speak when the old man's voice also sounded at this time.

"If you are here to stay or leave for me, there is no need to say more."

Ye Fan was a little choked by one sentence, and after a long while, he raised his hands and said: "Emperor Master, you are truly well-deserved."

"Okay." Having said this, seeing that the Imperial Master was obviously extraordinary, Ye Fan did not hesitate to recruit him, but asked: "Since the Imperial Master knows that I will come, is there anything you want to say to me?"

After the words came out, the old man didn't respond, and he didn't seem to expect that Ye Fan would change so quickly.

"King Ye is a man who cares about the world." After a while, the old man spoke in a deep voice: "However, your obsession is too strong, which makes you deal with this mortal world a little too much."

"Can the Imperial Master see that I have an obsession?" Ye Fan was a little surprised, but he still had some disbelief in his heart and asked, "What is the obsession?"

"The death of a relative, the death of a lover, the death of a sibling." The old man answered simply. In three sentences, everything was summed up.

"It's simply shocking." Ye Fan was surprised again. Looking at the old man, he felt a little unbelievable for a moment: "How could the Imperial Master know this?"

"Everything has a cause and effect. If you understand the cause and effect, you can understand everything." The old man replied calmly.

Ye Fan naturally didn't believe in the old man's cause and effect, but when he saw it before him, he hesitated a little and asked: "Master Emperor knows my obsession, point it out, what is it?"

"Of course I hope to persuade King Ye." The old man responded, with a hint of sigh in his voice: "I once saw a person similar to King Ye. At that time, he was afraid of being implicated in cause and effect, so he didn't say much. Later, he went astray. It has become the last piece of the broken puzzle of the human race."

"What the Imperial Master said should be Principal Ning, right?" Hearing this, Ye Fan guessed.

"Yes." The old man nodded: "His skills, if used in the right way, can be extraordinary."

"The same is true for King Ye. If you can let go of your obsession, you will definitely be able to reach the top and reach the legendary realm in this life."

"So..." Hearing this, Ye Fan pondered, his eyes twinkling.

But soon, Ye Fan smiled, shook his head, looked at the old man's back, and said, "Without obsession, my life will be meaningless."

"It is not my wish to fight for strength and cruelty, and it is not my intention to engage in intrigues. If it were not for my obsession, I would have retreated at this moment."

"Why don't you try, King Ye?" The old man asked: "You are already a truly talented person. As long as you meditate, you may be able to touch things that you have been unable to touch before."

"But that's not what I'm looking for." Ye Fan shook his head.

Hearing this, the old man sighed: "King Ye's heart is as strong as steel and cannot be changed."

"The emperor is willing to persuade, and Ye Fan is grateful. But people are different, and it is difficult to get close to each other after all." Ye Fan responded politely, looked at the old man's back, thought for a while, and tried: "What the emperor said was because he was worried that I would Because of the obsession in his heart, he went astray and caused harm to the human race."

"In this case, why don't the Imperial Master go to Nanchuan? If I get lost in the future, the Imperial Master can also guide me."

After the words fell, the old man fell silent for a while, and then he breathed out a sigh of relief.

"I went to Nanchuan not for utilitarian purposes, not to say a word, just to help me find a remote hut to preach occasionally."

"Huh?" Seeing that the old man really agreed, Ye Fan, who originally just wanted to give it a try, was stunned, and then he showed a happy face.

This imperial master is obviously not a mortal. He went to Nanchuan, even if he was preaching, it would be a big deal if just two people appeared.

"In that case, let's follow what the emperor's master said." Ye Fan agreed and was about to help the old man, but he shook his head at Ye Fan.

"Someone is spying on you, and I can't leave smoothly with you."

"My disciples and I will leave on our own. When King Ye returns to Nanchuan, we will also arrive."

"That's okay." Ye Fan nodded in agreement and watched the old man walking out. Thinking of the disciple's words, he quickly asked: "The emperor has no practice, how can he ensure his own safety?"

"Just seek good luck and avoid bad luck." The old man replied calmly and walked outside: "You wait here and leave after half an hour."

"Okay." Seeing that the old man seemed to be sure, Ye Fan agreed, stopped where he was, watched him leave, and waited in the courtyard.

Soon, half an hour passed, and Ye Fan went out. Seeing Ye Mou who had been waiting for a long time, he hurriedly asked: "Uncle, have you seen where the Imperial Master went?"

"Isn't he inside?" Ye Mou was confused: "I have been waiting outside and didn't see anyone coming out."

"What a strange man." Hearing Ye Mou's answer, Ye Fan admired slightly, looking at the alley where he came from, with some surprise in his eyes.

There are many strange people in the world, but the Emperor's Master is the first one that makes Ye Fan amazed and unable to figure it out. It is a great surprise that such a strange person is recruited to Nanchuan by himself.

"What happened?" Ye Mou didn't know what happened and was confused. He asked Ye Fan. After learning the whole story from Ye Fan, he nodded with admiration: "If such a person goes to Nanchuan, even if Doing nothing can add some talent to Nanchuan.”

"Indeed." Ye Fan nodded.

"Hey, but I still don't understand something." Thinking of something, Ye Mou said doubtfully:

"You said that since the Imperial Master can seek good fortune and avoid misfortunes and knows the cause and effect, how was he arrested when the rebels invaded the city?"