Chapter 267 Old Man

Just after he came out of the small hole, Shang Xin found that there were five more people in the kitchen.

Five strangers, strangers Shang Xin had never seen before.

These five people are all in their 30s, and the oldest one will never be over 40 years old.

"Shang Xin?" Seeing Shang Xin come out, one of the five people suddenly spoke.

"Shangxin!"

"Mingyue?" the man looked at Mingyue who came out later and asked.

"You know my name too?" Mingyue tilted her head and looked at the person who was talking. She really couldn't imagine how the other party would know her name.

The man nodded, "As long as it is to protect the kingdom, as long as it should be known, I can know."

After hearing this tone, Shang Xin knew where these five people came from. Those who could say such words must be people around Huang Quan.

"You have been waiting for a long time." Shang Xin said.

"It's only three hours soon."

"What is your purpose? Should I catch me back or solve it immediately?" Shang Xin asked.

The man said, "The order we received is to kill on the spot."

"Oh." Shang Xin nodded, "Then you can do it."

The man nodded, "Although I want to kill you today, I respect you as a man. After you die, I will definitely give you a grand funeral."

"Thank you, no need!"

"No?" The man looked at Shang Xin strangely, and looked at Shang Xin's calmness strangely.

"Well, no, I don't want to die now, so I don't need to be buried." Before I finished speaking, Shang Xin's body suddenly flew upwards. While flying, the bright moon behind him suddenly turned into a pink light and merged into Shang Xin's body.

Shang Xin directly broke through the roof and headed towards the sky in the distance.

The five people were stunned, looked at each other, and hurriedly chased after them. One of them couldn't help but say, "Who said Shang Xin wouldn't run away?"

Another said: "In Shangxin's past information, it is stated that he has never run away in the battle."

"What's going on now?"

"God knows."

The person who chased the front said, "Okay, stop arguing. Shangxin is an individual, not an item. What's the use of information?"

Shangxin is extremely fast and has the ability to fly after merging with Mingyue. Therefore, Shangxin does not need to consume spiritual energy. After flying for half a day, he finally got rid of the five people chasing behind him.

There is no way to lead to a path. There are knee-length weeds on both sides of the path. Shang Xin walked on the path, and the bright moon appeared beside him again.

"Where is this?" Mingyue looked around, and the eyes were filled with weeds, neither mountains nor trees.

There is only a desolate area. In June, there should be a hundred flowers blooming, but there is no wild flower here.

Shang Xin shook his head, "I don't know."

"Then why are we here? Why are we going to take this path?"

Shang Xin said, "Because we can't leave, don't you feel that there are people chasing us in front, behind, and on the left and right? This is an ambush. We can only walk on the ground now, so we can narrow our goals. Anyway, we still carry jade talismans on our bodies, so it's not easy to find us."

"Yeah." Mingyue nodded, suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, why did you run away when you were in a restaurant? Wouldn't it be fine if you just put those five people down?"

Shang Xin said: "It's not that easy. Not to mention that the five people are all in the fourth level of artistic conception. Even if there are so many of their accomplices nearby, it's a question whether we can escape if we fight."

"What about now? Where are we going?" Mingyue asked.

Shang Xin said: "Go to the Daqing Mountains and find Lin Sheng. It should be very safe there."

Although I don’t know where I am now, Shangxin’s general direction is still moving towards the Daqing Mountains.

The two walked forward quietly, and various colors of light flew past the sky above their heads from time to time. Undoubtedly, they were all looking for Shangxin, but they didn't know that Shangxin was here at this time.

The desolate path finally came to an end, and at the end was a temple.

Broken courtyard walls, broken halls, broken Buddha statues.

On a broken futon, there was a broken old man sitting.

He was indeed broken, his clothes were torn. He only had one hand, one ear, half nose, and no legs.

His eyes were bright.

How could such a person appear in such a desolate place? How would he survive?

Shang Xin looked at the old man quietly, his face was covered with deep wrinkles and the vicissitudes of life. He could not tell his age, and no one could tell. Even if he lived for 10,000 years, no one would doubt it.

Anyway, he is very old.

Mingyue showed a hint of pity in her eyes. Such an old man should live a long life, not stay in such a desolate place.

When Shang Xin and Mingyue looked at the old man, the old man was also looking at them. While looking at them, there seemed to be a smile on Henggu's unchanging face.

"The guardian of this life, the lover of the previous life." The old man suddenly laughed. In the laughter, two turbid tears flowed out of those bright eyes.

Shang Xin and Mingyue stared at the old man in a daze.

The old man smiled and continued, "It's been three hundred years, and I can finally get rid of it."

The old man looked at Shang Xin and whispered: "Come on."

Shang Xin came to the old man without any warning or fear. Shang Xin didn't know why, but he felt that the old man was waiting for himself, waiting for himself and Mingyue.

The old man said, "I have been waiting for you for three hundred years just to tell you a word."

"What do you mean?" Shang Xin asked.

The old man said: "There is no god in the world, and even the guardian god who appeared later is no longer there."

"No more?"

"Well, no more." The old man nodded affirmatively, "He went to another place, which does not belong to this world. I heard that that place is called the Divine Realm, and I will not be able to come back if I go."

"What does this have to do with me?" Shang Xin asked in confusion.

"The Demon King is about to be born. I stay here to tell you that it depends on you to destroy the Demon King. Because you are the guardian of the future."

"I am the patron saint?" Shang Xin scratched his head, looked at Mingyue beside him, and said, "Because of our relationship?"

The old man nodded. "The guardian of this life and the lover of the previous life are the only conditions to become the guardian saint."

"But I don't want to be a guardian god, and the Demon King has nothing to do with me. Whether he can find all the souls has nothing to do with me." Shang Xin said: "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for three hundred years in vain. I can't protect myself now. Not long ago, I saw the Demon King. I think that person is good. It's quite real, much better than many people."

The old man's face changed and he said, "But you don't know that once the Demon King collects all his souls, he will open the seal and bring all the demons in another space here. At that time, there will be no peace in this world."

"I know that it's useless to say this now. Even your current situation is indeed very dangerous. In this way, I will help you first, so that you can reach the fifth level of artistic conception and deal with the current crisis first."

"Fifth level of artistic conception?" Shang Xin was startled.

The old man gently brushed his right hand, and an invisible spiritual energy instantly entered Shang Xin's body.

The spiritual energy in the body instantly surged, and the old man's spiritual energy and the spiritual energy in Shang Xin's body quickly merged, and there was no repulsion between the two. Shang Xin couldn't even say a word at this time, so he quickly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to operate according to the Ice and Fire Decision.

Shang Xin gradually emitted a rich white light, and the light disappeared in just two hours.

After breathing a long sigh, Shang Xin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the bright moon beside him.

Mingyue moved and said, "Have you really reached the fifth floor?"

Shang Xin also moved and said, "It seems to be."

"Hey, old man, can you let us reach the realm of God-Ming?" Seeing that the old man was indeed extraordinary, Shang Xin hurriedly said.

The old man shook his head, "I should leave, and it's not my business that will happen in the future. I'm just responsible for passing a word."

"Let's go? Where are you going?" Shang Xin couldn't help asking.

"I heard that the place is good, so of course I have to go and see it."

"What if that place is not good?" Shang Xin said: "I can't come back after I go. Don't you think about it?"

"Haha." The old man smiled and said, "I have been thinking about it for three hundred years. Finally, I have considered a result."

“What’s the result?”

"If you go to that place, you may not be able to come back. If no one has ever come back, how could anyone in the world know about a place like the Divine Realm?"

"That's right." Shang Xin nodded, "Then you shouldn't have waited for me for three hundred years. You should have left here long ago."

The old man smiled and said, "That's because I promised him. Okay, I won't tell you all this, I should leave."

A light flashed, and the old man suddenly disappeared into the hall.

Mingyue blinked hard, "This is gone? What kind of realm can do this?"

"God." Shang Xin said simply.

"What's going on with this old man?" Mingyue still didn't understand, "What did he say to us? Will we deal with the Demon King?"

"The genius goes to deal with the devil." Shang Xin said: "Whatever he likes to say has nothing to do with us. In short, it is a good thing to be here. At least we have reached the fifth level of the artistic conception, otherwise we really don't know how to get rid of them."

A slight sound of footsteps suddenly came outside the temple.

Shang Xin took a deep breath, flickered his right hand, and a white light flashed, and the entire temple suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth.

Twenty people appeared in their sight.

Shang Xin glanced casually and clearly sensed the strength of these people.

All of them are strong people with artistic conception, the highest level of artistic conception is fourth, and the lowest level of artistic conception is first.

If Shang Xin was surrounded by these people before Shang Xin walked into the temple, Shang Xin believed that he would never be able to escape.

But now it is different. Although only two hours have passed, Shangxin is no longer the Shangxin she just now. In just two hours, he has reached the fifth level of artistic conception.

Whether it is the fusion realm, the spiritual realm or the artistic realm, the five levels are one hurdle. If you cross this hurdle, you will enter another hurdle. This hurdle is by no means a gap between one level.

Shang Xin knew very well about this. Therefore, Shang Xin no longer cared about the twenty people in front of him.
Chapter completed!