The Holy Son must have left something for himself here.
With such a mood, Huikong slowly walked towards the cave ahead.
As soon as we entered, the originally dark cave immediately became brighter, and Buddhist lanterns were placed on the ground in a straight line.
The light from the Buddhist lamp points deep into the cave.
Huikong realized something in his heart. He flew up slightly, stepped on the firelight above the Buddhist lamp, and walked all the way to the depths of the cave.
Until he reached the deepest part of the cave.
The surroundings suddenly became brighter.
Huikong was slightly shocked. The deepest part of the cave was actually a Buddhist temple.
But there is no Buddha enshrined in the temple.
There is only one painting hanging.
And the person in the painting is none other than the person Huikong is most familiar with, the Saint Ye Qingyun.
When Huikong saw this, he immediately knelt down and saluted.
"The young monk pays homage to the Holy Son!"
Seeing paintings is like seeing people, Huikong's admiration for Ye Qingyun has already been carried out to the deepest level.
Even if it is a painting, it deserves Huikong's respectful treatment.
Buzz!!!
As Huikong kowtowed, Ye Qingyun in the portrait suddenly bloomed with purple brilliance.
The next moment, a purple-robed figure appeared in front of Huikong.
His appearance is the same as that of Ye Qingyun, but he is wearing a purple robe, his expression is calm, and his eyes seem to have seen all the vicissitudes of life, and they are particularly indifferent.
Huikong raised his head and looked at the purple-robed Ye Qingyun, and couldn't help but be startled.
Why is the Holy Son in front of me so different from the Holy Son I know?
"Huikong, this is an incarnation that I left here in my early years. The fact that you can come here to see me means that you already know everything."
The purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" looked down at Huikong who was kneeling on the ground and said lightly.
Upon hearing this, Huikong immediately showed a solemn expression.
"The young monk cleans his ears and listens."
The purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" walked slowly and spoke at the same time.
"Countless years ago, the ancient gods sacrificed themselves to create the nine heavens and ten earths, and created all living beings. Only then did the nine heavens and ten lands come into existence today.
A grand occasion in heaven and on earth."
"It's just that after the sacrifice of the ancient god, all living beings continued to have evil thoughts, so an extremely terrifying evil spirit was born, causing harm to the people, and even trying to absorb the remaining power of the ancient god."
"The will of the ancient god is still in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and he chose me to stop this powerful and terrifying evil spirit."
"I have been fighting with that evil spirit for countless years, and we are unable to do anything about each other. Now that evil spirit has found the remaining power of the ancient god, its strength has greatly increased, and it is ready to invade the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths at any time."
The purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" said in a deep voice, his tone quite solemn.
When Huikong heard this, his expression became very shocked.
Did the ancient gods create nine heavens and ten earths?
Evil spirits condensed by the evil thoughts of all living beings?
The will of the ancient god chose the Son to fight against this evil spirit?
These are things that Huikong didn't know about before. Now that he learned from the mouth of the purple-robed "Ye Qingyun", he was naturally shocked.
In this way, it can be explained why there are so many magical things happening to Ye Qingyun.
The person chosen by the will of the ancient god!
Nature is extraordinary.
"Amitabha, it turns out that the Holy Son has such an important mission. To be protected by the Holy Son is truly a blessing for the common people!"
Huikong said with emotion.
The purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" lowered his head and glanced at Huikong.
"Nowadays, the evil spirit has become more cunning and difficult to deal with. He knows that it is difficult to defeat me in a head-on confrontation, so he will change into my appearance and deceive the people around me."
"What???"
As soon as these words came out, Huikong was shocked.
The purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" sighed.
"The evil spirit's magical power of transformation is extremely powerful. It was transformed by evil thoughts in the world. It stole the power of the ancient gods and can transform into any living being in the world."
"especially me."
"I have been fighting with him for too long, and we all know each other well. Therefore, the evil spirit transformed into me, and no one else in the world can identify it except me."
Having said this, the purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" glanced at Huikong with deep meaning in his eyes.
"Even you wouldn't recognize me."
"Perhaps you have already seen the me transformed by the evil spirit."
As soon as these words came out, Huikong was stunned on the spot.
The words of the purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" gave Huikong a huge impact, making Huikong unable to recover for a while.
Can evil spirits transform into anyone in the world?
Especially being able to transform into the form of the Holy Son?
That being said, of the Holy Sons I have seen in the past, which of them were real and which of them were fake?
Can't tell the difference!
Huikong's expression suddenly changed, and large beads of sweat immediately seeped out from his bald head.
The Buddhist heart that was originally extremely firm became wavering at this time.
He can't tell the difference!
Chapter completed!