After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

"and then?"

When Lin Mao heard this, he couldn't help asking, but then he fell silent.

What happened next, in fact, there is no need for Elder Chixiang to say too much, because everyone knows the fate of Jiang Yingxue, the enchantress who brought disaster to the country...

He was tortured to death by the rebel army in front of the king, and then he was thrown into the endless river like discarded garbage.Such a person who was so glamorous and turbulent in the dynasty could even leave a small tomb in the end.

And thinking of Jiang Yingxue's ending, Lin Mao's heart moved slightly, as if he felt something.

"Could it be that the man you mentioned who looks exactly like Mr. Qianji is..."

"It's the leader of the rebellion."

Elder Zhixiang paused suddenly, and cast his clear eyes on Lin Mao, as if hesitating for something.

Lin Mao didn't dodge or dodge, and stood in the same place and looked at him quietly. After a while, Elder Chixiang sighed and added what he hadn't finished.

"The leader of the rebellious army changed his face afterwards and hid himself in the world. As for his identity after that, Lin benefactor is very familiar with it..."

"..."

Lin Mao's body trembled uncontrollably, his pupils flickered like autumn water, and he felt fragile and pale for no reason.

Even with Elder Zhixiang's current state of mind, seeing Lin Mao in such a state, he couldn't help feeling pity for him.

(If he asks me not to continue talking at this time, I'm afraid I'll just shut up..."

Elder Holding Fragrance couldn't help thinking.

Beside the two of them, the fellow disciple of Lingkong Temple, whose face was covered in blood, was pleading to Elder Chixiang, trying to dispel his killing intent.

But the shouts of those people did not touch Elder Chi Xiang's mind at all. He just looked at Lin Mao quietly, waiting for Lin Mao's answer.

However, from the beginning to the end, Lin Mao didn't say a word.

Elder Zhixiang lowered his eyes slowly, as if he didn't see the complicated expression on the face of the young man in front of him - some were terrified, some flinched, and some faintly understood.

It seems that before Elder Chixiang really said the name of that person, Lin Mao had already realized who the person he was talking about was.

"That person then devoted himself to Wangyou Valley, devoted himself to practicing martial arts all the way, and strengthened the sect. Later, he even managed the previously unknown Wangyou Valley to become the number one sect in the martial arts world, and he himself was honored as the leader of the martial arts world."

"My master..."

Lin Mao spoke softly and whispered.

Elder Chixiang nodded, and said: "Yes, the No. 1 Xiaoyaozi of martial arts with both wisdom and martial arts, this is the identity of that person later."

Lin Mao raised his hand in a daze, looking at his fair and flawless palm.

"If my guess is correct, then the so-called rumors that Jiang Yingxue was hacked into pieces and her bones thrown into the river are also false?"

Lin Mao spoke again.

Elder Holding Fragrance said: "That's right."

There has never been such a thing as hacking into pieces and throwing the corpse into the river... The scene that the world saw was just a play by Xiaoyaozi.

As early as when the rebel army broke through the palace, Jiang Yingxue... or Lin Mao, had already been secretly taken out of the palace by Xiaoyaozi and hid in a very secret place.

"But I...but I know..."

I obviously grew up in Wangyou Valley.

My parents are woodcutters at the bottom of the mountain. It was my master who saw me as cute and pitiful, so he took me into the valley and raised me with his own hands.

……

But in the end, looking at Elder Chixiang's childish face, Lin Mao couldn't utter a single word of the thousands of words circling in his mind.

In fact, after hearing the ins and outs of the past from Elder Chixiang, Lin Maoguang felt strenuous even standing like this. His willpower supports him to continue to face the next conversation.

At this time, he finally understood why Elder Chixiang was so merciful when he looked at him.

I am afraid that in the eyes of him who knows everything, Lin Mao is really the saddest person in the world.

Everything about Lin Mao is fake.

Everything, everything, is nothing but a mirage, a false lie.

After realizing this, the coldness slowly permeated Lin Mao's entire body and mind like ice water in a cold pool.

Why did Lin Mao forget everything about Jiang Yingxue in Wangyou Valley?

And what is the relationship between Xiaoyaozi and Mr. Qianji.

And what is the reason for those insane and brutal things that Xiaoyaozi did in Wangyou Valley back then...

There were so many doubts accumulated in Lin Mao's heart, but he didn't want to ask a single word, and he didn't want to hear a single word.

If everything that "Lin Mao" has experienced from birth to death is nothing but a long deception, then what's the point of those past events, those loves and hatreds that he has long forgotten?

……

"Benefactor Lin—"

Seeing Lin Mao's ugly face, Elder Chixiang remained silent, but his eyes were extremely clear, as if he could understand Lin Mao's pain and hesitation at this time.

"Then, now that the matter has been clarified, the old man will continue to do it."

The elder holding the incense clasped his hands together and said a Buddha's name.

No one could see clearly what movement technique he was using, and he returned to Jia Ruo's side in an instant, and picked up the heavy vajra staff again in both hands.

The temple of Lingkong Temple was built on the cliff wall with few people and birds and animals. However, for hundreds of years, Lingkong Temple has never been as far away from the secular world as people think.

In fact, I am afraid that there is no group of people on the entire continent who care more about the world of mortals than they do.

For hundreds of years, several countries have been divided for a long time, and they have been divided for a long time. In the midst of wars and disputes, Lingkong Temple has kept its original intentions and preserved various volumes of classics for the mediocre world, as well as products and seeds produced in various places. Be prepared for the occasion.

And it was precisely because of this that Elder Chi Xiang was particularly vigilant about the disaster caused by Jiang Yingxue a hundred years ago.

Jiang Yingxue hated the world because of "Lin Sheng"'s betrayal, so what will Lin Mao, the ignorant, weak and cowardly owner of Wangyou Valley, do to the world after knowing his true identity and past events?

Elder Chixiang knew that he was close to consummation and would soon die, so he didn't intend to guess, let alone bet on Lin Mao's character.

Since Konghua and Konghua are dependent on each other, and Konghua has shown bloodthirsty instincts, then he can only do it. Before Konghua has fully revealed his power, he can directly destroy it here... …

As for the ambition of the current abbot of Lingkong Temple, and the agreement he made with the current royal family behind his back, Elder Chixiang didn't care at all.

He raised the vajra stick, and with a low cry, his figure seemed to shrink again out of thin air - that face also looked younger and more immature.

And lingering around his hands, a whirlwind that rose out of nowhere was constantly flowing and turning along the heavy metal staff.

Garro...

Or, to properly call it, empty flowers, lying weak on the ground.

He seemed to be on the verge of waking up, Junxiu's face kept showing an extremely painful expression, his eyelashes fluttered, and his eyeballs kept rolling under his eyelids.

Perhaps his instinct as a monster made him aware of the imminent danger even in a coma—but even so, it was useless.

Several other monks in Lingkong Temple were seriously injured by the attack of Elder Holding Fragrance, and they could barely get up, while Xing Xinglin was still unconscious, and his personnel were unknown, and Chang Xiaoqing was unable to move because he had golden needles sealing his acupoints—— Lin Mao is the only one among them who can move and show some real energy in front of him. That little martial arts can't be said to be able to stop Elder Chixiang...

Moreover, he was in a trance at this time, and he could understand the man's mind. For a while, Lin Mao didn't know whether he really should make a move.

If it is really according to what Elder Chixiang said, Jia Ruo is dead, and the one who stays by his side is just an empty flower puppet in human skin, maybe... if it is really here, it will be killed. Is it the best choice?

Lin Mao said softly to himself in his heart.

Just like Jiang Yingxue... If he had died when he was still "Lin Sheng", he might be the happiest and the happiest.

It’s too late, it’s too soon, on Lin Mao’s side, it’s actually just a moment of indecision, but on the side of Elder Chixiang, the Vajra Staff in his hand is lightning fast, and it’s only a moment away from smashing Konghua’s head , so that it will no longer have any chance to harm the world.

However, at the moment when Lin Mao was trying to convince himself, Jia Ruo's head turned slightly in Lin Mao's direction as if unintentionally.

He seemed to be trapped in some kind of nightmare, desperately trying to break free, but he still couldn't wake up.

When he lost consciousness, that pale and handsome face seemed extraordinarily innocent and simple for some reason.

Beside Jia Ruo's cheek, a vine that has turned a withered yellow color hangs down.

Probably because he had sucked Lin Mao's blood before, it could be seen that there was once a flower on that vine.

It's just that at this moment, that flower is like Jia Ruo itself, so soft that it falls into the mud, soft and rotten.

But Lin Mao looked at the soft yellow-brown flower, but he could imagine what the flower looked like when it bloomed.

Just like the flowers that Jiaruo presented to him countless times, they have a large and graceful flower shape like a camellia, and a bright red color like blood.

Lin Mao suddenly remembered that Jia Ruozhen had sent him many flowers.

If Jia Ruo really died, there might never be another person in this world with a serious expression but a pure heart, who foolishly handed him a red flower in his hand, and then said...

【"When I saw this flower... I thought I should show it to you."】