Holding a fascinated frog in his arms, He Jiu was still in a daze at the huge fountain in front of him.

It is rare for Jiada to fly away from the secret realm of longevity because of other people's instructions. Therefore, only Hejiu and White Robes are left in the Secret of Longevity.

"the host…"

Wearing an extremely large robe, He Jiu had something heavier than shoulder pads on his shoulders.

High priest Mutah nodded and called He Jiu, but He Jiu, who still had doubts in his heart, was always in a daze.

"the host?…"

When Muta spoke again, He Jiu raised his hand to signal that he heard it.

"The true **** means that I can learn to use the power of longevity. He doesn't want us people to disturb the outside world... However, I am destined to be impossible not to disturb the outside world.

Why are you telling me now? …People who can’t leave here, and people who can leave here. How many descendants of the secret realm of longevity are there? ! "

He Jiu's ears are full of loud noises from the water curtain falling from the sky.

He Jiu seemed to have been brewing for a long time before finally questioning it.

"Master, as shown by the true god... the suicide note left in the temple has already explained it very clearly. Your talents are originally different from ordinary people. The tactics of the power of longevity can only be used to recover and heal slightly. It only works. But once you integrate the power of longevity, you will inevitably become an existence that shocks the world.

Regarding the various holy rings, I think this is also the reason why the true God is unwilling to allow lawbreakers to abuse their power after obtaining the holy rings. "

Muta still remembered the expression of the last wish in the temple before the true **** disappeared.

Obviously, the true **** who doesn't know the geometry of the present world, just wants to protect the balance of the outside world while preserving the secret realm of longevity.

However, when I learned that the essence of Fire Soul removes the meaning of power and symbolism, it also has the meaning of restraint and restraint.

Muta also knew how difficult it would be to have an originally free boy to bear these.

The question that Mutah said after the inheritance ceremony was that He Jiu avoided the night Qilin specially came to talk to the high priest.

He Jiu guessed that his master must be the same as the high priest who only later understood [Gifts and Punishments of Chains], thinking that this was originally an insignificant description.

"It doesn't matter if the truth deceives me or not. There is not so much cheapness in this world, but it can be taken for nothing. I am already the master of the Secret Realm of Longevity.

High priest, I think you also know my origins. No matter what, I can't do not interfere with the outside world. Because I was originally from the outside world. "

Since He Jiu has become this so-called inheritor, he has also become the master of all the creatures in the secret realm.

It is certainly impossible to escape the so-called "gifts and punishments" now. He can only bite the bullet and go on, He Jiu thinks about the cruel scene he saw before.

In the past, it was not so sure to understand that Hu most would care about all aspects of the imperial army so and so.

However, seeing it is not the most terrifying scene of the war, but He Jiu only thinks about the military contract signed by a passionate boss and Zhu Zong. Now it seems that it is also the chain that binds him and Zou more closely.

He Jiu is no longer as simple as he was in the past, soft-hearted.

Once a person has a practical goal, many thoughts that he did not agree with in the past will also appear in his mind.

"I intend to lift the rule that the inner disciple Sect cannot step out of the secret realm of eternal life forever."

As soon as He Jiu's words came out, Muta almost stared at He Jiu's back. Muta held the scepter in his hand, and his eyes flashed incredibly.

"You don’t have to be afraid of the so-called punishment mechanism. Anyway, it is the chain that belongs to me alone. The true **** wants to hold my feet for fear that I, the inheritor, will be destroyed, and the high priest, you...and all the priests are only ordered. I."

"But master...you want to break the laws that have been here for thousands of years. Then you..."

"I will be fine. The true **** just wants to restrain me. I don't want to abolish me... I long for this world to be sustainable and peaceful. I want to use our power to do something for the balance of this world.

Isn't this more in line with the true God's will? High priest, you have lived for so long to realize that the power of longevity is actually for salvation and healing. So now, why do we have such power to pretend that we cannot save the people who need to be saved? "

He Jiu doesn't know great truths, and it seems ridiculous to reason with elders like the high priest.

So He Jiu just talks about something he has to do, and no one needs to be beaked...

When Muta first saw He Jiu, he had never seen a little deepness in the eyes of this young man.

Just like most of the mortals who came to the secret realm of longevity to seek power first, they were curious, inquisitive and restrained.

Muta couldn't think of a boy who had no characteristics at first, and would say such words.

Muta is not a fool, on the contrary he is very shrewd. Listening to He Jiu's deep speech, Muta could already understand that this young man was not an ordinary person from the beginning.

This is a boy who is not like a boy, He Jiu is different from all the people in their longevity secret realm.

Looking back at the very beginning, when I learned that I had a mysterious power to extend my youth. Muta always thought that he could maintain his youth on the surface, so he was given the greatest gift of longevity. But when a long time passes... one year, ten years, one hundred years, three hundred years...

Muta knew he could live longer, but when did he start?

Muta's heart is getting old, so old he can't learn the smile of young people and can't find the eyes of young people yearning for the future.

In the first hundred years, Muta was the same as Ye Qilin now.

Desire to protect their families, watching them continue from generation to generation to become outsiders who protect them but not outsiders...

Guarding the true meaning of life continuity he thought...

But is the true meaning of longevity really just like this? Guard the family, guard the original intention of longing for longevity at the beginning.

Muta has lived for more than three hundred years, and he is still old. It can even be said that he should have been old long ago...because when he lost his family, it was meaningless to be the guardian of his longevity. Even the heart that yearns for forever young...

Muta lost himself in the lies of longevity, so Muta started an endless self-deception.

The so-called moral protection of the law of gifts in the secret realm of longevity is to be a high priest of the so-called white-robed disciple.

Guarding everything that is boring and boring, Muta has witnessed the lives and deaths of too many people... However, except for the eternal youth that he most wanted to protect and witness the most.

Muta's heart was a heart that should have died long ago. But after more than a hundred years left, just when Muta himself suspected that there was a young age called Yonghen in this world. He Jiu stood in front of him...

Muta can say that He Jiu is too ordinary, and ordinary is not like the ‘master’ he sees now!

But He Jiu said nothing like what a teenager should say, He Jiu did what a teenager shouldn't have the courage to do... But He Jiu is a teenager. He is truly the kind of eternal young man he believes in his mind!

Something was drawn out because of He Jiu’s words because of He Jiu...

Something that even Muta couldn't explain in hundreds of years of living time appeared in He Jiu's body.

"You're not a wine...what a wine...you shouldn't be a teenager!"

"What?...High priest?...What's wrong with you?"

He Jiu heard the high priest suddenly say something he couldn't understand with a trembling voice.

Muta looked straight at He Jiu who suddenly turned around.

In the constantly flowing water curtain, in the holiness cast by the sky.

He Jiu looked at this old man who seemed to be crying with clean eyes...

"He Jiu...you are not a boy...you are not the boy I saw with my eyes, are you?!"

Muta's head was also full of doubts, he was trembling and wanted to grab He Jiu's arm, but he was bitten by the extremely vigilant beast in He Jiu's arms.

"Ah!" Muta called out unexpectedly.

And He Jiu was also shocked by Muta's sudden questioning that he could not speak.

This is the first person to ask him this way since waking up. This is the first person to have such doubts about him...

He Jiu didn't know how to answer this question of the high priest, but no matter what he answered, it didn't matter at this moment. Because the answer to this question is already known to the high priest.

"The high priest... the one in my arms looks like a wild cat... but can you imagine it? It's such a cat, whether he walks, hunts, or even screams like this a cat…"

He Jiu comforted the stray frog in his arms that was also trying to attack the high priest. Watching the high priest's eyes fall on the big cat he is carrying...

"However, no matter how much it looks like... the appearance of the cat is just a disguise he has no choice but to disguise it. Is this a stray frog?"

The high priest is not an animal trainer, but this fascinated frog that even most animal trainers can't distinguish, he can tell it all at once. Just as he could tell from He Jiu's unmarked words and actions that He Jiu is not a teenager...

More often, people who really understand hardly need to look for the so-called evidence and give it a quick glance. See through an obvious disguise that no one can see through.

"Yes...this is a stray frog. This is a stray frog that cannot reveal the naked truth before it reaches its maturity stage."

He Jiu rubbed the head of the big cat, and the big cat whose body was the fascinating frog whimpered twice, and then the hand against He Jiu acted like a real cat...

"It's ridiculous. If it wasn't for the predecessors who had actually seen the metamorphosis of the obsessed frog in the mature period, I am afraid that the person who killed the record would not believe such an absurd story. The obsessed frog...the pretense of unintentionally deceiving others, but It also has a naturally confused appearance. I'm afraid it has a mouth long and can talk... Tell people that he is a frog and no one will believe it."

He Jiu smiled thoughtfully, and kissed the cat's head.

However, listening to He Jiu's words, the high priest looked at He Jiu's face for a long time before speaking.

"So what about you? ... You are not a stray frog and a day when the truth is not mature." Muta would like to hear He Jiu admit his suspicion in person. Then He Jiu raised his eyes...

Still clean and spotless eyes. He Jiu smiled and shook his head.

"Is it important? ... Be a cat when you are a cat, and be yourself when you can't be a cat. Anyway, there are so many outrageous things in this world that you have never experienced, and you won't understand if others tell you.

…High priest, I will only be the master here. Do it as long as possible...I'm still young, and so are you..."

He Jiu was holding the cat in his arms to leave, and Muta looked at the back of He Jiu leaving with a scepter in his hand.

"You said you can do it for as long as you want, but who can guarantee that you won't regret it in the end?! There is no eternal longevity in this world! You want to abolish the immortal imprisonment here, but in the end you may die. Is the imprisonment before arrival the best?!"

He Jiu's footsteps stopped...

After a short pause, He Jiu turned around again.

"Mutta, we only have one life, right? Regrets and regrets only once. As for regrets...you can really be sure that you will not have regrets if you didn't choose longevity. Muta...you are old. But...I now feel that you My heart doesn’t think I’m old yet."

He Jiu stretched out his hand towards Muta, and Muta held He Jiu's hand with his scepter.

Muta was still puzzled. He was wondering whether he misunderstood what wine or himself? However, as He Jiu said, there is only once in his life, and regrets only once. As for whether he can see a different ending in He Jiu's body than his own?

The true appearance of the longevity that Muta longed for will have time to prove for himself in the young man He Jiu. And before the judge of time dropped the hammer of the trial. Muta decided to accompany this "boy" for a long time...