When Fang Bai came to the highest point of the temple, there was a platform at the end of the stairs, a platform built with wood, an old man with white hair and white eyebrows was sitting in front of a desk and was concocting something.

Even though Fang Bai had arrived, the old man did not stop what he was doing.

In this way, Fang Bai stood quietly in front of the old man. The old man's movement of preparing pigments was very slow, very slowly, just like grinding soybeans, round after round.

"Here you come." The old man didn't raise his head and his lips moved slightly.

"Yeah, here you come." Fang Bai nodded.

"Actually, I'm very curious why you didn't die." The old man slowly stood up and poured the paint in his hand into a jar.

"Uh..." Fang Bai didn't expect that the first sentence he said when he met the prophet would be.

"When you were born, I knew that you would die two years ago, but you were not dead." A water ball slowly appeared in front of the old man. The old man reached in and washed his hands.

"To this day, I find that I can't see through you anymore. You seem to be covered with a piece of cloth." The old man took out a piece of cloth with an expressionless face and wiped his hands clean.

Listening to the old man's words, Fang Bai didn't know what to say, so he could only stay quietly.

"You have two questions left. Ask whatever you want!" the old man said to Fang Bai lightly.

"Can't you ask three questions?" Fang Bai asked in surprise.

"Didn't you get the answer to that question?" The old man looked at Fang Bai coldly, and his deep and bottomless pupils that seemed to be in the universe made Fang Bai feel as if he was about to fall into it.

"The origin of the five altars outside the domain." Fang Bai gritted his teeth and asked a question he wanted the answer most.

"The only way for the demon clan to attack the Five Elements Continent is one problem left."

"Why can't humans break through the holy level?!" Fang Bai asked the last question.

The old man looked at Fang Bai in surprise, frowned slightly, as if he was struggling, and seemed to be making a decision. He looked at Fang Bai carefully.

Fang Bai's scalp was a little numb when the old man looked at him.

"The answer lies with you."

The old man sighed deeply and then gave an answer that was not the answer.

Answer?

On me?!

Fang Bai was a little confused. What's the answer?

But after the old man answered this question, a strong light suddenly appeared in the entire temple. The old man slowly walked into the strong light. Fang Bai's eyes were a little uncomfortable, and he had no choice but to close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that he had appeared at the door of the house behind the ascetic monk, as if nothing had happened and he had never stepped into this room.

Turning around, the ascetic monk who set up an empty stall also disappeared.

It seemed that everything did not exist, Fang Bai then pushed open the door in front of him, and the three or two dilapidated houses were seen, and everything seemed to be dreaming.

But Fang Bai raised the corner of his mouth. Although he didn't know the identity of this so-called prophet, Fang Bai knew that he would definitely know the identity of this old man.

Fang Bai only knew that he was a prophet, but no one knew his existence. Even in the library of the Daxia Palace, the description of this prophet was only two or three sentences, and everyone thought it was just a few jokes.

But Fang Bai knew that this prophet existed.

From the day when the Heavenly Dao Master Gao Yan passed the Shura Blade to him, Fang Bai had a dream.

Fang Bai was only three years old at that time.

The night he picked up the Shura Blade, the moment he closed his eyes.

He appeared in the Double Moon Square in Chongyue City.

The entire Double Moon Square was empty and surrounded by darkness. Only one road was bright. Fang Bai followed this road to the door of this house, with the same ascetic monk and the same scene.

The only difference.

One is the three-year-old young Fang Bai, and the other is the twenty-eight-year-old Fang Bai.

Xiao Fangbai followed the guidance of the ascetic monk and walked into the house. At that time, the prophet was also waiting for him at the top of the temple. However, at that time, he did not understand the meaning of these murals, so he did not look carefully.

Now when I recall, my memory is a little blurry. The only thing Fang Bai, who came to the temple for the first time, could remember was that his portrait seemed to have been portrayed on the murals, and everything seemed to have been painted when Fang Bai was three years old. The only thing that had not been drawn was that handsome face... Cough cough.

When Xiao Fangbai went up the stairs and came to the top floor after great hardships, the old man also sat in front of the table, but he was drinking tea at that time.

At that time, Fang Bai asked three questions. The first question was to ask the old man when he would die. The old man told him that he was twenty-six years old.

The second question is what if he wants to save the empire.

The old man handed a book to Xiao Fang Bai, which contained everything Fang Bai wanted, governing the country, training the army, establishing shadow guards, etc. The book seemed to be imprinted in Xiao Fang Bai's mind...

The third question, Xiao Fangbai, is when he can come here again.

The old man told him that if he had not died at the age of twenty-six, he could come here again.

So, after twenty-five years, Fang Bai came to this place again.

In fact, Fang Bai has been here more than once. Before he died, he has been here more than once, but every time, he returns in disappointment.

Standing quietly in front of this dilapidated house for a long time, Fang Bai finally left here because he already knew what he wanted to know.

"Everything, you should know the identity of this prophet?"

On the way back, Fang Bai asked about the system.

"Know."

The system's answer made Fang Bai understand that his guess should be correct.

"and you……"

"cannot!"

Before Fang Bai could finish his words, the system rejected Fang Bai.

"Why?!"

“The permissions are not enough!”

"My authority is not enough now?" Fang Bai asked in his heart with a puzzled look.

"It's really not enough." The system affirmed, "Do you think that becoming a famous teacher in the mainland has achieved your goal?"

"Isn't it?!" Fang Bai frowned slightly.

"This world is unique and famous master." The system repeated his mission.

Listening to the system's words, Fang Bai couldn't help but widen his eyes. After contacting the information he received from the Daxia Library and the Prophet Temple... he seemed to have learned some amazing information.
Chapter completed!