The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

The loud and powerful war roar resounded throughout the world.

Lao Ba, Tuoba Sheng, and Yun Hui who was lying on the ground, all looked back in surprise. At the end of their sight, balls of dazzling flames appeared out of thin air. If they looked closely, they could clearly see that the figures wrapped in the flames were actually people with healthy limbs.

The fire gives them strength and the courage to face difficulties.

They raised their right arms and roared loudly.

Sweat continued to seep out of Lao Ba's pores, but under the influence of the dry heat in the air, the sweat discharged from his body could not even keep up with the speed.

He stared intently and suddenly realized that each of them looked exactly like the Holy Spirit who could control fire in the photo that killed the Desert Silver Wolf!

Who is the Flame God? Who are the evil races from outside the domain?

Who are these people who appeared out of nowhere?

Lao Ba wanted to go forward and take a look, but suddenly his mind flashed with what the young monk had told them before: these were all wandering ghosts who still had obsessions, and they should never get close to them.

Otherwise... you will be beaten to death by the other party!

rustling-

The flames surged like rivers and seas, rolled up into the sky, and turned into a sea of ​​fire. Above those who looked like the Holy Spirit of Fire, there was a heroic man standing in the sea of ​​fire.

This is, the God of Fire?

No, that's not right! This isn't the Flame God, it's... the Flame Emperor!

Swear to follow Emperor Yan to the death and kill the evil tribes from outside the domain.

These words echoed in Lao Ba's mind like a magic sound.

"Oh my god! Xiaohe... ahem, Master, what the hell are these things!"

Tuoba Sheng was so frightened that he was panicking and banging on the door quickly. "Master, please have mercy on me, please open the door and let me in! I'm about to be drained dry!"

"Donor, I advised you to leave earlier, but you insisted on staying here."

The little monk behind the door stood on tiptoe, lying on the wooden door, looking at the fire creature in the distance with eyes full of wisdom, but the voice was directed at Tuoba Sheng.

"It's all right now, it's not that I don't want to take revenge, it's just that the time has not come yet~"

"I was wrong, Master. I was really wrong..."

Tuoba Sheng's face was filled with despair. He stuck out his tongue and breathed like a pug, and the movement of knocking on the door gradually became lighter.

"Ugh... it's so hot, it feels like being roasted on a skewer..."

"What kind of monsters are these? I've lived for most of my life, and this is the first time I've seen them..."

Lao Ba was also feeling hot and uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he had a strong physique and could barely withstand the surging heat wave.

It's so hot just standing on the edge.

If you were in the center, wouldn't you be roasted alive?

Yun Hui leaned against the door, greedily breathing in the cool air coming from the temple. Seeing him like this, Tuoba Sheng immediately followed suit and stuck to the door like a piece of mud.

"Donor, aren't you hot?"

The young monk shifted his gaze to Old Eight, who was standing straight outside the door, and said kindly, "Do you want me to hand you a folding fan? It's not very useful, but it won't make you stand there too bored."

Lao Ba:...

I've already said it's useless, so why are you coming?

Besides, does he look bored?

I'm almost vomiting from the heat!

"Just bear with it for a while, it will probably be over in a while."

The young monk kindly reminded them again, "Be prepared. The weather will get very cold soon. It might be hard to bear at first, but it will return to normal after a while."

"It will be hot and cold, so don't catch a cold, my benefactors."

"Hurry up, I'm so hot!"

Yun Hui gasped for breath, his breath hanging by a thread, "I'd rather freeze to death than die of heat... Ugh... It's like being in a frying pan of hell... Oh God, please end it quickly..."

"Yeah, let's end this quickly..."

Tuoba Sheng was almost rolling his eyes due to the heat. At this moment, he and Yunhui were like two brothers in distress, being beaten up by Lao Ba together and being tortured together.

We share the same hardships, but have not yet been able to share the same happiness.

As time passed, even a strong man like Lao Ba had to be defeated.

Maybe it was because of the heat that my head felt dizzy.

Lao Ba suddenly remembered that in addition to being an Imperial Divine Knight, he was also a Grand Mage, so he quickly summoned a frost magic circle to continuously send cold air to himself.

In this way, his expression eased slightly.

"Oh, benefactor, it seems that you are quite capable as well."

The little monk did not leave and stayed behind the door.

Lao Ba immediately showed a wry smile on his face, thinking that it would be better not to mention these two brushes.

Tuoba Sheng and Yun Hui sensed the coolness coming from behind them, and immediately changed direction. They crawled to Lao Ba's feet, calling him "Big Brother" one by one, and enjoyed this rare coolness together.

"Huh...yeah, I'm saved..."

Tuoba Sheng's face was filled with relief at having survived a disaster. "Brother, why didn't you use this trick earlier? You've suffered so much..."

"Yeah, big brother...it's really not that bad..."

Yunhui also spoke.

The corners of Lao Ba's mouth twitched twice, thinking to himself, how could he not know the suffering? But when he thought of his identity as a great magician, he immediately did as he was told!

"Dear donors, a cold wave is coming."

The young monk behind the door spoke out a timely reminder, saying, "Victory is just around the corner. You must persevere. Soon, all this will be over."

"I wish it were here now!"

Yun Hui cursed loudly: "No matter how hard it is, it's better than dying in the frying pan! I don't believe the next cold wave will freeze me to death!"

"whee."

Little Desert's eyes smiled like a pair of crescent moons, "It's hard to say."

"I wonder if you have ever heard of the power of extreme cold?"

"No matter how hard I try, it won't work!"

"Donor, kind words create good karma, while evil words hurt people's hearts. Amitabha..."

Yunhui was swearing and looked like he was so angry that he lost his mind.

If we talk about who is the most hateful here, the big brother from Erli who was chased and beaten by them is not even close. The most hateful one is you, the little bald donkey who keeps people out!

Amitabha...Oh my god!

Slowly, the surging sea of ​​fire in the distance gradually faded and the sound became weaker.

"Thank God, it's finally coming."

Feeling the heat around him slowly dissipating, Tuoba Sheng finally felt relieved, but he didn't notice that the smile on the little monk's mouth was almost reaching his ears.

Next comes the real highlight.

Whoosh whoosh——

A cool breeze blew across his face, and Tuoba Sheng felt so refreshed that he rolled his eyes.

That’s the feeling, so cool!

The power of extreme cold? That's just so-so!

Lao Ba was different from Tuoba Sheng and Yun Hui who did not take the "power of extreme cold" seriously. After being tortured by the fire once, he secretly became cautious and took three layers of protective measures on his body.

Aims to prevent the cold current from invading his body.

"Little monk, that power thing isn't as mysterious as you say."

The sky cleared up, the rain stopped, and Tuoba Sheng felt that he was back to normal. Not long ago, he respectfully called the little monk "Master", but after he recovered, he immediately reduced himself to "Little Monk".

"Not yet, but soon."

"What the hell? He didn't come?!"

The young monk calculated the time and said with a smile, "Here I come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him suddenly condensed into frost, and Tuoba Sheng's breath turned into white mist at his lips. A chill that seemed to run from his spine to the top of his head instantly invaded his body.

No chance to react at all!

“I, I, I, I…”

The moment he felt the cold current, Tuoba Sheng's eyes suddenly widened, and his upper and lower lips, as well as his limbs, were trembling wildly.

Different from the previous unbearable heat wave.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Tuoba Sheng's mind.

He...will die!

Even Lao Ba had not expected the extreme cold power to be so abnormal. Even applying triple protection failed to isolate it. He was so cold that he hugged himself with his hands and shivered.

As for Yunhui who likes to talk big.

He no longer offered any resistance, but lay on the ground in a spread-eagle position, waiting to die...

squeak-

The wooden door was suddenly opened.

"Come in, don't freeze yourself."

This is a master, a true master!!!

The three did not dare to stay too long and immediately rushed into the temple.

The moment the last person stepped into the temple, the young monk immediately closed the door and continued to stand on tiptoe to observe the situation outside.

"Master, I have finally realized it. I have truly achieved enlightenment."

Yun Hui didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. He leaned against the wall with a surprisingly calm expression.

"What did you realize?"

The little monk said with a smile.

"I understand... You are a beast without any humanity."

Little novice monk:?

Yun Hui raised his head, his expression as if he had taken everything lightly, and said, "Actually, you could have let us in from the beginning, right?"

"Hey, benefactor, this is wrong!"

The young monk said seriously, "Without experiencing the wind and rain, how can we truly grow?"

Tuoba Sheng glanced at the young monk and interrupted, "Do you have to lose something in order to grow?"

“You can’t grow without losing something.”

The young monk clasped his hands together, half bowed, and smiled slightly, saying, "Only when you truly lose something can you realize how precious it was when you had it."

“Donor, please keep going…and cherish it.”

The little monk said the last sentence while looking at Lao Ba.

"Master, are those really lonely ghosts?"

Tuoba Sheng said dejectedly, "It doesn't look like it!"

"Strictly speaking, it is indeed a soul wandering the human world, hesitant to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

The young monk sighed, "Time will dilute everything, but memories will always stir up waves. How can those who always live in the past welcome a new life?"

Tuoba Sheng silently turned his gaze back.

He thought to himself that the master was the master, and he didn’t understand a single word he said!

After hearing this, Lao Ba fell into silence for a long time.

Although he has always been a symbol of silence in people's eyes, this time, the little monk's words hit Lao Ba's heart directly, and he was unable to recover for a long time.

How can people who have always lived in the past welcome a new life?

Time is a mediocre doctor, but it can cure all diseases.

Perhaps he was just too ill and needed more time to heal.

It must be like this...

“No flower is a flower at the beginning, and no flower remains a flower at the end. Flowers bloom and fall at their own time, and meeting and gathering are not intentional.”

“Flowers won’t always bloom, but there will always be flowers blooming.”

"Instead of pinning all our hopes on time, it's better to..."

The young monk paused, then smiled brightly and said, "Hold hope firmly in your hands, let it burn with passion, and bloom into the truly brilliant flower of the other shore."

Lao Ba looked at the little monk in surprise, not knowing if it was his illusion. He always felt that the little monk seemed to be able to see through his thoughts and understand all his little thoughts.

"Aren't you monks here trying to persuade people to value peace?"

Yun Hui raised an eyebrow and said, "Why do you sound like you can't wait for others to start a fight?"

“All victories and defeats in the world deserve respect.”

The young monk turned to face Yunhui and said in a clear voice, "An ending based on peace is certainly beautiful, but we must also admit that behind all the beauty, there are always people carrying the burden forward."

"You, a monk, are a little different from those in the world."

Yunhui chuckled and couldn't help but look up to the little monk.

"Every living being in this world is unique."

The young monk smiled and said, "Even if the flowers are similar, they are still just similar after all."

"Having the appearance of an old friend doesn't necessarily mean you are the son of that old friend."

"It's also possible..."

The little monk seemed to have thought of something, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"The old friend is not dead at all!"

Is this an illusion? Is this little bald donkey angry?

Yun Hui was confused, but he didn't dare to ask the reason. Otherwise, if he angered the little bald donkey later, who knows if he would be thrown out!

It's freezing outside, don't expect to have a good life even if you don't die!

"I'm not bald. I used to have beautiful hair."

Yunhui:?

The young monk touched his bright little bald head reflected in the candlelight and chuckled, "Hehe," he said, "The old Zen master once said that shaving off the three thousand strands of worry means letting go of worldly vanity and attachment, practicing with a more humble attitude, and devoting oneself to Buddhism."

Yunhui felt embarrassed for a moment and thought to himself, who cares whether you are inclined towards Buddha or the devil.

How the hell do you hear other people's inner voices?

"Rest well here. You must leave at the crack of dawn tomorrow morning at the latest. Otherwise, when the host comes back and sees you, he'll start lecturing you again."

After saying this, the young monk turned and walked towards the depths of the temple, his footsteps gradually fading away.

The golden light that had previously knocked Yunhui away was still vivid in his mind.

At this time, Tuoba Sheng no longer had the intention to insist that the little monk prepare to go up to the room.

After experiencing the extremes of ice and fire, everyone was exhausted. After finding a place to sit, they planned to have a good rest before dawn.

Lao Ba leaned against the wall, thinking over and over again in his mind what the young monk had said. Now there were two vicious criminals from the Black Magic Hall beside him, so he must not let his guard down!

But Tuoba Sheng and Yun Hui would not think so much.

You are already a prisoner. Why make things difficult for yourself when you can have a good rest?

I immediately chose a comfortable position to lie down.

He closed his eyes and began to sleep soundly without any worries.