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Chapter 371 The Old Man Who Has Exhausted His Energy
The fog has dissipated, and there is a smooth road ahead.

However, at the end there was a ruin, full of desolation.

The dark sky and the bloody ruins.

Lin Yan had heard of the holy land for a long time.

Here, birds are singing, flowers are blooming, white mist is lingering, and crops are abundant. It is divided into six cities, twenty-four towns, and more than a hundred villages.

In the past, this place was almost a world of its own, and had long been unaffected by the evil night, with no traces of evil spirits.

But now, at a glance, the world is dark and gloomy, with no sign of life.

"Master, something is wrong." The little white ape whispered, "Shall we go in?"

"Since we are here, if we had known that something had happened to the Holy Lord, the scene here would not be a surprise."

Lin Yan rode forward on his Jiao-Scale Horse and said, "I have come from afar. The Holy Lord has waited for me for a long time. Now that I am at your door, there is no reason for me to retreat..."

The little white ape whispered, "Fu Zhong said that this horse is safe and sound. We must carry this horse with us at all times."

"Let's go."

Lin Yan looked ahead and glanced left and right.

Even the flowers, plants and trees here have withered, but there is no one to be seen, not even a corpse.

Without disciples guarding the mountain, no one responded when people from the holy land knocked on the door.

The only one who can open this portal now is the Holy Lord!

But the little white ape scratched his head, looking a little surprised, and whispered: "Master, since the Holy Lord is still here, why don't you open the door for his family? Must he wait for us to come before he is willing to open the door?"

"Will you ask him later?"

Lin Yan glanced at it and said, "Once you enter the holy land, listen carefully and don't speak."

The little white ape shrank his head and thought to himself, "The Holy Lord doesn't receive family members, but only receives outsiders. Obviously, something is wrong... The master is obviously too careless. He is not as familiar with politics and traps as I am."

Lin Yan rode his horse along the road, entered the holy land, and looked at the rolling mountains in the distance.

The highest mountain in the middle is the main peak of the holy land.

The main lineage of inheritance is on this mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there is the main peak hall, which is the residence of the holy lords of all generations.

From afar, on the top of the mountain, there can be seen a hunchbacked old man in a white robe.

The old man just stretched out his hand and waved it, and suddenly a ray of light extended from the top of a distant mountain.

"Master, be careful..."

Before the little white ape could say anything, Lin Yan held down his head.

The light was approaching instantly.

Lin Yan looked calm as he watched the light extend to his feet.

The light is about ten feet wide and only a thin layer. The distance from the top of the mountain to here is about ten miles, like a golden bridge!
Lin Yan dismounted from his horse and walked towards the Golden Bridge.

"Master, our horse is destined to be fine. Take it with you as a talisman." The little white ape couldn't help but persuade.

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Yan said softly, "He is the leader of the human race in the Three Prefectures, and I was born in Qifeng Prefecture. I came here to see him for the last time, so I should dismount to show my respect... He has no ill intentions. You take the Jiao-scale horse and wait for me here."

As the voice fell, Lin Yan stepped onto the golden bridge.

Then the golden bridge was retracted in an instant.

In a moment, the scenes retreated.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yan was already standing in front of the old man in white robe.

"Normally, standing here and overlooking the holy land, one can see the magnificent scenery. But now that the Holy Master has come at an inopportune time, there is no scenery to enjoy."

The old man in white robe said this, then turned sideways and said, "Please follow me into the hall."

Lin Yan looked at him, then sighed and bowed.

"Greetings to the Holy Lord."

"Saint Master, you're welcome."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

His robes were whiter than snow, his hair and beard were spotless, and he looked extremely clean, clear, and meticulous.

Lin Yan's gaze fell on this hall.

Even the open space in front of the temple was clean, as if it was not stained by dust.

This place is out of tune with the dilapidated scenes below!
"I'm sorry to make you laugh, Master."

As if he had noticed Lin Yan's scrutiny, the old man said slowly, "Knowing that the Holy Master was coming, I cleaned up the place."

"The holy land is vast and dilapidated. It is difficult for me to clean it up by myself in a short time. I can only sweep the reception area."

He looked down at himself and whispered, "I have just bathed, burned incense, combed my hair, and changed into new clothes. I should not be too slovenly, and the blood on my body should have been washed clean."

"However, my current condition is not good, and my energy is limited. It is inevitable that I have overlooked some things. If there are any subtle things that make Saint Master feel uncomfortable, please forgive me."

"There's nothing good to eat or drink right now. Luckily, there's still some tea that hasn't been wasted, so it's enough for two cups of tea."

"It's a pity that when the Saint Master leaves later, there won't be any extra tea to give you."

He looked at Lin Yan, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Lin Yan fell silent.

Before this, people from all walks of life, whenever they mentioned the Holy Lord, they respected him like a god.

As the leader of the human race in the Three Prefectures and the most powerful human race in the Three Prefectures, in Lin Yan's impression, the Holy Lord should be full of majesty, unfathomable and imposing.

Logically speaking, such a person should be as stable as a rock at all times.

Logically speaking, even at the end of life, one should remain calm and face death calmly.

However, at this moment, the old man in front of him did not have any of the power of the supreme leader of the human race.

He is just an old man in his twilight years.

This elderly man already knows that his time is coming to an end.

And at the end of his life, he learned that his most promising descendant was going to come to visit him.

He had been through a lot of hardship not long ago, his house was in a mess, and he himself was covered in bruises from falling in the storm.

So he could only clean himself up reluctantly and wash himself again.

He was mumbling a lot at the moment, and was a little afraid that he was not doing well enough.

He muttered to himself, slowly raised his head, and looked at Lin Yan with eyes full of hope.

This is a hope that transcends bloodline.

Lin Yan is not his descendant.

But in his eyes, Lin Yan is more important than his children and grandchildren.

The hope for the future lies in the children in front of us.

There was gradually some pity in his eyes, and he whispered, "You will suffer in the future."

Later, the Holy Lord fell, and the Holy Master became the highest-ranking human being in the Three Prefectures.

No matter who they are, they all believe that the Saint Master will have a glorious future, high above all others, looking down on all living beings and enjoying everything in the world.

But he was the only one who felt that everything from now on would be suffering.

"..."

Lin Yan sighed softly and whispered, "Holy Lord, let's sit down first."

The old man nodded, forcing a smile, and said, "Let's drink tea first. This tea was grown by my junior brother for many years. He has always liked to grow flowers and plants. It's a pity that he can't return to the Holy Land. He is also a miserable person..."

"I've seen him."

Lin Yan said softly: "He has not lost control yet, and he is still thinking about the human race..."

"That's fine, that's fine."

The old man muttered to himself and slowly sat down.

His movements were slow and cautious, and if he moved a little faster or a little harder, he would fall. Seeing this, Lin Yan stepped forward to support him, but found that he was incredibly light when he got his hands on him.

"It's okay. The old man is fine."

The old man sat down, stretched out his hand to push the teacup over, and said softly: "Drink tea..."

Everything here is full of weirdness.

The hall was silent, without even a light.

The outside world is a ruin.

The tea he pushed over did not have the expected fragrance, but only had a musty smell that came from being too old and improperly stored.

If the little white ape was here, he would definitely tell Lin Yan to be careful and not drink tea.

But Lin Yan quietly looked at the earnestness in the old man's eyes, raised his teacup and drank it all.

"Is the tea okay?"

"tastes good."

"That's good." The old man breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Back then, there was a gap on this land. I went to repair it, but was shot by an arrow. I could only repair it hastily, so it was inevitable that there would be gaps... Later, I often closed myself off to heal my wounds and didn't take care of it. I was afraid that the tea would not be well preserved and the taste would be ruined."

“……”Lin Yan did not reply, but just looked at the old man.

"Saint Master, you should already know about the creature that is neither human nor ghost wandering in this world?" the old man asked softly.

"When we were in Fengcheng, we just passed each other." Lin Yan said in a low voice.

“That guy, although he can be called a demon, can also be considered a human being… but if he is considered a human being, he is no different from a demon.” The old man said slowly.

"So that makes me a scumbag?" Lin Yan said calmly.

"Scum?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said, "Yes... He could be considered a human being in his early years, but now he is just a scum that has been crushed into dust by time, a scum! The words used by the Saint Master are really wonderful..."

He came closer and said, "In fact, I know that many of the best lines in Qifeng Mansion came from you."

"You are so young, but your cultivation is already quite good. I think you should be focusing on your practice. How come your writing is so good?"

"Those who carry firewood for others should not be allowed to freeze to death in the snow and wind... When the great roc rises with the wind, it soars up to 90,000 miles... I look up at the bright moon, and I think of my daughter... By the way, you haven't got married yet?"

"..."

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "Look down and think about your hometown!"

The old man was a little dazed when he heard this, and said, "Did I remember it wrongly? The news they sent should be this. Maybe I am old and confused... But it doesn't matter. What I like most is the great wish you made when facing the ancient immortal."

"Establish a mind for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."

"If it happened to someone else, it would certainly shock people, but it would still be empty words."

"But it falls on you..."

The old man said softly: "At least you have been working hard for these four sentences."

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Same to you."

The old man was stunned.

Lin Yan said solemnly: "The sages of the human race throughout the ages have been working hard for this! I am just standing on the steps you have built, step by step, to a higher place... But in the future, I, together with the human race of today, will also build steps for future generations, so that they can stand at a higher place!"

The old man thought for a moment and asked, "How high do you think it should be in the end?"

Lin Yan groaned and said, "As high as the sky!"

The old man stammered, "Does it have to be this high?"

Lin Yan said solemnly: "Only if we are as high as the sky can we suppress the monsters, evil spirits, old gods, ghosts, and weird things in this world... Only then can we truly survive safely!"

The old man thought for a moment and said, "Can you do it?"

Lin Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know, but you have already paved the way in front of us. We will continue to pave the way for those who come after us... Even if we can't do it yet, one day, someone will be able to do it."

The old man sighed: "As expected of a Saint Master, he is much stronger than me."

The worry in his eyes dissipated a little, and he said softly: "It's a pity that you will suffer."

"I thought that after I got rid of that arrow, I could last another hundred years."

"I have also dreamed of supporting you, the Holy Master, and seeing the prosperity of the human race."

"I used to be the leader of the Three Prefectures Holy Land. After all, I walked ahead of you in the past. I thought I could follow you when you were still immature, show you the way, and help you avoid those disasters that could be avoided..."

"But I'm dying."

“Although for me, it’s also a relief.”

"But Saint Master, the road ahead will be more difficult than you think."

The old man stretched out his hand, which was as dry as tree bark.

Lin Yan held his hand.

The old man's eyes gradually became cloudy. He looked at the young man in front of him and said softly, "Can you hold on?"

"Hold on!"

Lin Yan nodded seriously.

The old man couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

He reached into his arms, as if groping for something.

Then he took out three books and handed them over with trembling hands.

"The two books above are what I left for you."

"The other book is for the next Holy Lord. It can be yours or someone else's. You can choose for yourself."

He handed the three books to Lin Yan and said softly, "Please keep them first."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan said nothing and put all three books in his arms.

The old man slowly stood up.

Lin Yan supported him.

When I got it, it was the same as before, as if I was supporting a paper man.

"Let's go to the back."

The old man's movements were much slower than before.

He walked with great difficulty and said softly, "A few people from the Holy Land were affected, but most are still here."

"The original intention was to move them out gradually, but it was too late, so we only moved the more important people and things out first."

"The remaining people will hide under the underground formation that we prepared earlier."

"Originally, we expected that if I completely lost control and this place became a forbidden area, they would stay in the formation and perhaps be able to save their remaining lives. After sixty years, they would have a chance to see the light of day again."

"But I didn't expect that I didn't lose control, but instead suffered the tricks of that scumbag."

"Right now, we no longer have the energy to release them."

"We still have to rely on the Holy Master to rescue them and rebuild the holy land."

The old man walked forward, panting, and said this.

Lin Yan immediately understood and sighed, "Old man, did you intend to leave the opportunity to rescue them to me?"

"Luck has a lot to do with your reputation and prestige among the human race."

The old man said slowly: "It will also be helpful for you after you refine your soul! Today you broke the shackles and rescued them, and a large number of them know how to repay their kindness... After I die, you will gain a group of loyal supporters!"

He paused and said dejectedly, "I am too old, and I have been eaten too clean... Right now, apart from this matter, I can't think of how to help you go further after I die..."

Hearing this, Lin Yan was completely stunned.

He couldn't help but tighten his grip.

There was a crash.

The old man's arm flattened.

"I am already dead."

The old man whispered: "Only the empty shell of the original spirit remains..."

(End of this chapter)