Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 251 It is normal for primary school students to save the world

Time passed slowly and everything was calm.

Perhaps because he was scared after being beaten, Daolong did not lead the dark killers to launch a sneak attack this time.

After the herbs were burned, the host looked at Lu Ke on the stone bed with anticipation in his eyes.

After a while, Luke's eyelids moved and he slowly opened his eyes. His whole face was red, and when he saw a large group of people around him, his face became even redder.

Luke:〃〃

He felt as embarrassed as if he was watching a reed sheet music and was discovered by a group of relatives and surrounded and criticized. He was really embarrassed, especially since he was still in a good-looking state and not thick-skinned enough, which made him even more embarrassed!

"Great leader, your memory has been restored, right?"

The host asked tentatively.

"Yes."

Luke nodded seriously, "Where are my walking stick and my cute yak?"

Hearing the words "cane" and "yak", the host showed a look of surprise. This is definitely the real Saint Seiya!
He clapped his hands, and several monks came over with a simple-looking walking stick and a yak.

Lu Ke took the cane, feeling the powerful righteous magic in it, and the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

The host said respectfully: "Please ride on the yak. ​​It has been waiting for you for a long, long time."

The yak stared at Lu Ke in a very human way, and showed disappointment after a moment. It is also a magical creature that has lived for more than a thousand years. It can distinguish between good and evil in people's hearts, distinguish the strength of power, and recognize its own master.

The person in front of it could be considered kind, with a strong aura of justice around him and plenty of magic power. He also smelled very good, which reminded it of the scent of nature. It didn't hate it and even liked it a little.

But this person is not its owner.

The yak didn't move, just lowered its head.

"This……"

The host looked at the stubborn yak and felt a little puzzled.

The guidance of the white gas cannot be wrong. The Saint Seiya is in that antique shop. Moreover, Luke's magic and power are powerful, meeting the standards of a Saint Seiya. After the awakening ceremony, he accurately said "cane" and "yak", so his identity cannot be wrong.

The man is not wrong, it is definitely the cow that is at fault.

"Yak, have you forgotten your great master?"

"Moo~"

The yak exhaled two deep breaths from its nostrils and remained unmoved, which made the host a little angry and wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Don't do that to it."

Lu Ke stopped his presiding action and looked at Xiaoyu who seemed a little unhappy because she was stopped by the monks not far away. He smiled at Xiaoyu and stretched out his hand, "Xiaoyu, can you ride on the yak with me?"

"I, you mean me?"

Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with joy. She looked at the two monks who stopped her and snorted, "Did you hear that? The great Saint Seiya invited me to ride a yak together. Put your hands down!"

The monks looked at each other, and reluctantly let go of Xiaoyu's hand.

The yak's gaze paused for a moment after seeing Xiaoyu, and then returned to Lu Ke, as if judging the relationship between the two. After a while, it lowered its body without saying a word.

The host exclaimed, "Oh, the yak recognized his master!"

Lu Ke smiled and dragged Xiaoyu onto the yak. ​​Then he saw that the yak was about to get up. He hurriedly sat on it and raised his cane high.

"Long live the Saints!"

I don't know who shouted that, but voices started to rise and fall in the temple.

"Long live the Saints!"

"Long live the Saints!"

……

Amid the shouts of this group of fanatical Saint Seiya followers, a white aura invisible to ordinary people rose from Luke's body.

He felt that he had become more in tune with this world, and his mind had become more flexible. The incompatible magic in his mind was quickly translated as if it had been patched, and some of it merged with the magic of this world and was upgraded.

His magical power increased a lot, and at the same time, some spells that were still in the conceptual stage had new ideas. Through the cause and effect line, Lu Ke could feel that his luck was getting better.

Well, this trip was not in vain.

"Luke."

Xiaoyu, who was sitting in the front, turned sideways and stared at Luke. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Are you still you? I mean, do you think you are Luke or the Saint Seiya?"

"Are you worried that I will become a different person after awakening my thousand-year-old memories?" Lu Ke raised his eyebrows and guessed Xiaoyu's thoughts.

"Yeah, your memory is less than even one percent of the past thousand years. If you suddenly remember so many things, won't you change?"

Xiaoyu asked seriously.

"Do you think I've changed?"

Luke asked back with a smile.

"No."

Xiaoyu stared at Lu Ke for a while, then relaxed. She leaned into Lu Ke's arms and whispered, "Dad doesn't allow me to fall in love too early. At what age do you think it's not considered too early to fall in love?"

"At least you have to be an adult, eighteen."

Xiaoyu counted on her fingers, incredulous, "That means I still have to wait seven years!"

"Yes."

The two of them rode the yak around the hall three times, until Xiaoyu whispered to her that the yak's back was a bit painful to her butt, and then Lu Ke took her down.

"Great Saint Seiya, please stay and continue to guide us." After the celebration, the host walked forward with a pious look and asked.

"No, I need to go back to San Francisco to continue my studies."

Luke politely declined.

"what?"

The host was a little overwhelmed. "You want to go to school? Great Saint Seiya, do you still need to go to school?"

"My body in this life is not even twelve years old yet, and I haven't even completed compulsory education yet, so of course I have to go to school."

The host stuttered a little: "But you are a great Saint Seiya, you should save the world."

"I will save the world, and it doesn't conflict with going to school." Lu Ke said earnestly.

"Don't you know that there are many elementary school students, middle school students and high school students in the world who are saving the world while going to school? And you may not believe it, but my seat is in the second to last row by the window."

The host looked embarrassed and at a loss: "Great Saint, your words are too profound and mysterious. I really don't understand."

"That's right, you don't understand. You are far from being as smart as I am, so just follow my instructions."

Seeing that the host was still staring at him, Lu Ke sighed and began to explain.

"To put it simply, the place where I study is the center of the incident. Many disasters started from there, and the gathering place of the black energy power is also there, so I need to go back and deal with them."

"I see."

The host nodded in understanding and asked, "But now that you have returned, you won't lead us?"

Luke thought for a moment, took out a pen and paper from his bag, wrote down a string of numbers and handed it to the host.

The host stared at the note for a while, then hesitated and said, "Great Saint, what is this spell?"

"My phone number."

Lu Ke took out his cell phone and waved it in front of him, "Call me if you need anything, I'll be back soon."

The monks in the temple gathered together and talked a lot. After a while, the abbot came out as a representative and bowed to Lu Ke.

"We understand. We will obey your will. Please feel free to command us when you need our strength."

"I will."

"And one more thing."

The familiar catchphrase came out of the host's mouth, and the old man frowned, feeling that his patent was being usurped.

The host smiled sheepishly: "We would like to shake your hand, and hope you can agree."

Saints can be reincarnated, but their followers are passed down from generation to generation. There are many young monks here who have inherited the mantle from their parents and have admired the Saints since childhood, but have never been able to meet them.

"no problem."

Luke smiled and shook hands with his followers as if he was at a celebrity hand-holding party. He said goodbye to his father and Xiaoyu only after everything was over.

After the three men left, a celebration was held in the temple. The lights were bright and the noise was deafening. The monks did not go to bed until very late.

Late at night, two shadows flashed by in the candlelight.

The two Feng Shui masters, who seldom spoke during the journey, walked into the host's room side by side and saw the host, who also did not rest but frowned and thought about something.

The two Feng Shui masters weighed their words carefully and asked questions one by one.

"Host, do you think that boy is really a Saint? Yak was reluctant to bend down when he saw him at first."

"The Yaks were not willing to bow their heads until another girl came out. We felt that girl was the one we were looking for."

The host, who was originally frowning, relaxed his brows after hearing their speeches. He sighed deeply and smiled helplessly.

"Your doubts are correct, but you ignore the essence of the problem."

He said softly, "That boy has powerful magic and special means, and the world needs a Saint after all. Everyone was very happy to shake hands in the end, weren't they?"

The two Feng Shui masters frowned and thought for a moment, then broke out in cold sweats.

If the boy with great power fails to become a Saint Seiya and becomes angry and does evil things, how can the temple with weak frontal combat capability stop him?
And even if he didn't make a fuss, the news of finding the Saint Seiya was already flying everywhere, and the believers in the town had all accepted it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to say now that he had found a fake one?

The temple's reputation depends entirely on the support of the Saints. Once its reputation becomes bad, it will naturally collapse.

The two looked at each other and sighed secretly, otherwise they would not be able to become abbots. It would be really difficult to maintain the continuation of the temple without understanding the ways of the world!
……

The old man on the road was very unhappy, "That host stole my line."

Xiaoyu spread her hands: "He should just be saying it casually."

"Humph, Dad doesn't believe it. He must be jealous that Dad has such a good disciple, and a Saint Seiya at that."

Dad snorted, "One more thing, District 13 called and said Jackie Chan has been released."

Luke nodded: "Oh, that's great!"

"There is one more thing. We found the trace of the Rat Talisman a few days ago, but because Jackie Chan was imprisoned and your awakening was delayed, we have to hurry and get the Talisman before the Mafia."

"Okay, sir."

Luke's eyes lit up. The mouse spell that turned stillness into movement was quite powerful. It could give life to dead things and keep their original abilities. Except for the upper limit of its power, it was very useful in all aspects.

"One more thing, Dad wants to drink hand-ground coffee!"

Lu Ke smiled helplessly: "Sir, you are just making small talk and insisting on saying 'one more thing'."

"This sentence is exclusive to Dad. There is one more thing, one more thing, and one more thing!"

(End of this chapter)