When everything in front of me became clear again, there were no surprises, and it was still the original pavilion on the top of the mountain.

At this time, the Zen Master Lingyou was still like that, sitting upright at the stone table, playing chess alone, with his eyes meditation. The cold wind blew through the mountains blew his sleeves and made a "rustling" sound.

In addition, the quiet is a bit too quiet and a rather lonely atmosphere.

It turned out that the two previous times were just a game between him and himself.

But there was still a gentle smile on his face, and he seemed to be happy.

"Third time?"

Du Bai was just a little stunned and understood, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

I wonder if the Holy Emperor will visit again this time...

If you really come here, what's going on?

Without asking him to wait, he soon saw Zen Master Lingyou seem to have some awareness. He paused his chess movements slightly, looked up at him, and the gentle voice sounded: "Donor, you are here..."

Du Bai looked back and saw the familiar figure of the Holy Emperor slowly appearing at the entrance.

But with his keen intuition, he could feel that the other party seemed to be different from the previous two times.

Although the appearance still maintains an ordinary appearance, it lacks the original arrogance and the sharpness of "who else in the world is the world", and the eyes reveal deep and unhidden fatigue.

And some kind of…the emotion of letting go after finally letting go.

"Master! I'm here anyway."

However, what really surprised Du Bai was that he actually heard the voice of the Holy Emperor this time?!

His voice is a bit low and hoarse, with a unique charm of a mature man, and his tone seems to have a compromise.

And this time, the other party walked to the stone table and sat down, and his figure did not disappear from his sight, and everything could be seen clearly.

You can even feel the decay of old age revealed from the depths of your soul!

"It seems that this senior must have really gained something?" Du Bai thought secretly in his heart, observing the conversation between the two.

At this time, Zen Master Lingyou did not speak, but looked quietly at the Holy Emperor in front of him, as if waiting for something.

The Holy Emperor could only smile bitterly and raise his hand gently and bow: "I thank the Master for his previous help. If it weren't for you, that plan would not have been so smooth."

Zen Master Lingyou shook his head slightly and said softly: "Don't be polite to the donor. Since it involves the matter of gods and Buddhas, I should have to see you in person. Thanks to the donor, I can find those precious scriptures, allowing me to understand Buddhism and go further..."

He paused, continued to look at the person in front of him in confusion, thought for a while, and asked, "But since you have already obtained the true Buddha heritage you want in that ruin, why do you..."

The next words were not said directly, but even Du Bai could guess, let alone the Holy Emperor of the person involved.

I looked at the Holy Emperor in front of me carefully. Although I heard that my previous plan had been successful, there were only a few traces of Buddha spirits hanging around the Holy Emperor at this time, and it could be seen that it was not made by his own cultivation, but more like he was contaminated from other places.

Not to mention that his state at this time is like an old man who is about to die, with a lifeless spirit. How can he look like a person who is about to become an immortal?

Even if it only extends lifespan, it shouldn't be like this!

It's more like a situation where there is no success at all...

At this moment, the Holy Emperor sighed, and this breath seemed to gently exhaling his last trace of obsession, and his whole body gradually collapsed.

He was supposed to be a man in his thirties, but in the blink of an eye, he had some wrinkles and white hair.

Even became a little hunched.

"I did get that so-called inheritance at that time."

The Holy Emperor shook his body slightly as if he was hit, shook his head, looking regretful: "But as Master, you have said, such immortals and gods must be opened only by those who are destined to be destined to be opened. For example, we are mortals who are not destined to be destined to be able to occupy even if we try our best to do it..."

This is indeed within Du Bai's expectations.

If the power of immortals and gods is so easy to obtain, then wouldn’t I be sorry for those monks who have practiced for a long time?

And then the Holy Emperor actually gave another even more amazing message-

"And, that inheritance should not be a complete thing. It seems to be intentionally divided..."

The Holy Emperor frowned, feeling it was quite tricky.

Metaphysical things like being destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be a science student, but now he has to add that what he has obtained is not a complete product!

It would be a real hell if this could be obtained!

It was only then that the Holy Emperor really figured it out.

It is really the end of his life, and even God, who has been standing on his side, is unwilling to let him continue to live.

All the ridiculous things he did before ended up with only one defective product.

It feels quite frustrating.

“Split up?”

Zen Master Lingyou was also quite surprised and asked again with confirmation.

"good……"

The Holy Emperor nodded, then took out a high-quality jade box with an extremely exquisite size from his arms and placed it on the stone table.

If it is just from the appearance of this jade box, it is already a flawless creation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth a thousand gold. And how precious it is to use this box to hold something?

Zen Master Lingyou was silent for a moment, and then reached out to gently open the jade box.

I saw that there was a string of Buddhist beads with dark and dusty surfaces in the jade box. I couldn’t tell what material it was made of. It looked like jade but not jade, and like wood but not wood, but it could give people a sense of heavyness of a long time!

"This is the relic of that true Buddha?"

Du Bai looked carefully, and finally he could only regretfully withdraw his gaze.

Apart from the distant breath, I still couldn't feel any special place from it. There was memory barrier, but there was also the relic itself that had not met someone who was destined to be.

Zen Master Lingyou looked at the string of Buddhist beads seriously and frowned slightly: "Donor, you are..."

After the Holy Emperor handed out the treasure, he seemed to have finally put down some burden. He laughed a few times, and it took him a long time to calm down, and finally he had to sigh.

"I have realized that these things cannot be forced. I have lived for two lifetimes, and in this life I have become a supreme being above ten thousand people. What can I be greedy for and dissatisfied with?"

"If you have such a fate, let it go..."

"This string of Buddhist beads is the treasure I found from the ruins before. It is just dust in my hands. You might as well give it to you. Maybe one day, Master, you will be destined to restore the lost part and become a true Buddha..."

"If it really comes to that time, I just hope that the master can give me some care to the descendants of the Holy Dynasty."

I felt hopeless, so I simply made a good relationship with Zen Master Lingyou...

Du Bai nodded.

Although the affairs of immortals and Buddhas are not as simple as the other party imagined, if we only look at it from the perspective of human nature, this holy emperor has done quite thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!