Leaving the Holy Lady's Temple was just as the Holy Lady expected.
However, Yelutuo, the leader of the Beiyu Divine Sect, actually came in person, which made Song Er feel that Yelutuo was nervous for more than just the reasons mentioned by the saint.
Song Er's realm was only at the early stage of the Heshen Realm. In Beiyu Shenzong, he could only be the person in charge of a sect, which was not enough for Yelutuo to come to negotiate in person.
"Mr. Song, I have heard of your name for a long time, but it still doesn't shock me as much as what I saw." When Yelutuo came up, he gave people the impression that he was familiar with you and wanted to make friends.
In essence, the Holy Maiden Hall is a single column, and it is impossible for Beiyu Shenzong to incorporate it into the sect. In the entire northern continent, this is putting the cart before the horse. Beiyu Shenzong is a protective sect, and it only exists because of the saint. This point, as long as the saint exists, the status of Beiyu Shenzong cannot be changed in the hearts of the people of the northern continent.
Therefore, Yelutuo cannot interfere with the choice of the saint of the Holy Lady Temple. The purpose of such enthusiasm is of course not to ask Song Er for anything, but rather to avoid hitting the smiling man.
"Song is honored to have the Lord Yelutuo come here." Of course, Song Er couldn't refuse someone thousands of miles away, not to mention that everyone knew the purpose of coming.
"Mr. Song is already in the early stage of the Heshen Realm at such a young age. I think he still has true love in the world when he is still young. It is really a bit unfair for a big shot from the sect to come to the Holy Lady Hall to be a guardian elder!" Yelutuo's words were filled with envy. What he said is the truth again. When no reason can be found, this discussion is the eternal opening line.
I can't see the true appearance of the saint, but just looking at the figure, I have to say that she is tempting enough. Her identity and realm can make people imagine her wildly, especially at such a young age.
"It's really hard to hide the wisdom of the sect master. I admired the saint the first time I saw it. It's a bit hard to talk about it." Song Er originally thought about how the other party would bring the topic into the topic, but he didn't expect the words to come to his mouth like this. I didn't bother to deal with it, so I just followed the other person's words.
But Yelutuo was a little confused, really! I just said it casually, I have already reached the realm of gods, and I still care about the love between men and women! But then I was relieved when I heard the news that the man named Song was less than a hundred years old. It just happened to go with his wishes, and I felt happy inside. There was a look of regret on his face, "What a pity..."
"Why did the sect leader say this?" Song Er asked puzzledly.
"The longevity of a saint is a trivial matter. To be successful in life, you must have all the fun. With more than a hundred years of companionship, at least it is longer than the time ordinary people wait for happiness. It is a pity that saints have not married since ancient times. Secondly..."
Seeing that Yelu Tuo was hesitant to speak again, Song Er wanted to hear what reason the other party was looking for, and said with eager eyes: "Sect Master, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Yelutuo seemed to have been thinking about it for a long time, and then he said: "This matter is originally a mystery of the Holy Lady Temple. I am also deeply fascinated by Mr. Song, so I would like to remind you that I hope this matter will not be leaked to the outside world."
"Don't worry, Sect Master, if anything comes out of your mouth or into my ears, no one else will know about it." Song Er said with a guarantee.
"The saint has been worshiped by believers since she was five years old. She is riddled with various emotions. In fact, she is like a trash can for all living beings. Her appearance has long...become unsightly. This is a problem that saints of all ages cannot avoid. Therefore, all day long, The face is covered with gauze, only the eyes are exposed. At the end of his life, even both eyes will be blinded. It is really terrible. It is also the luck of the people of our northern continent and the blessing of all living beings!" Yelutuo's words were filled with regret and emotion. I just don’t know if this sentiment is true or false!
"What?" Song Er deliberately pretended to be shocked, but he only knew that he could even go blind. I also understand why the "first-generation saint" mentioned by the saint asked people to be sent back to Beiyu Mountain at that time. It was because of her blindness. "Sect Master, is there no way to change it?"
"If it could be changed, it would not be my turn to express my gratitude for the saintly virtue of the saint. This is an inevitable price to pay for the sentient beings in the northern continent to escape from the sea of suffering and suffer less from illness. Its poison is not a physical object or breath, but the emotions of sentient beings. Nothing can be changed." Yelutuo looked helpless, and those who didn't know must have thought that he was feeling regretful and really helpless.
"Can't we reduce the number of pilgrimages and allow the saint to recuperate?" Song Er asked a seemingly simple question.
"The virtues of the saint are the blessings of the first generation of saints. How can the saints of later generations change it! Otherwise, what is the significance of this saint's temple? Where is the blessing of the people in our northern continent?" Yelutuo still said respectfully. The look of regret.
Hearing this, Song Er looked thoughtful. Of course, he was not thinking about Yelutuo's regret, but his own analysis.
In the short conversation just now, the speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional. Song Er heard different meanings from these few sentences.
The saint was so anxious that she used words to arouse his curiosity and made various promises regardless of her and her own identity. If it is true that he is reincarnated once every two hundred years, it is impossible that he has not made similar attempts to collect the origin on his own. However, Yelutuo repeatedly mentioned Fuze and the saint said that Beiyu Shenzong controlled the saint to serve Beiyu Shenzong. What is the relationship between this? ?
Neither the Saint nor the leader of the Yelutuo clan must have told the truth completely, but Song Er didn't know who was telling the truth and who was lying, or which ones were true and which ones were false.
He knew too little about the northern continent, let alone the two top forces in the northern continent. Not to mention Beiyu Shenzong, it is a super sect in itself. On the surface, the Holy Lady is the only one in the Holy Lady's Hall, but judging from the treatment she has enjoyed all the way back, all the previous heads of the Beiyu Divine Sect must be recognized by the Holy Lady. Although form is more important than substance, its influence is Extraordinary.
In the words of the saint, two hundred years does not mean that she cannot change, but it is the limit of the reincarnation carrier. Perhaps it can be said that she can be reincarnated at will. Otherwise, how could it be possible to clearly indicate when and where the next generation of saints will be born! I'm afraid she controls time herself.
At the peak of Heshen Realm, not to mention other things, the range controlled by divine thoughts has exceeded a hundred miles, but he has not been able to detect her sea of consciousness. Maybe it is because privacy cannot be explored, but is there something else? The reason?
It's getting more and more interesting, but he still has to do the matter of collecting the source, and of course he won't do it according to the wishes of the saint.
Everyone was making a fuss about being lazy, with the same purpose, and the natural results were very satisfying. Yelutuo sent spiritual stones and some materials unique to the northern continent. It is a pity that the Holy Mountain has lost a young talent, and I hope to have the opportunity to visit the Holy Mountain more and communicate more.
In the eyes of the Beiyu Shenzong people, the departing figure of Song Er was not lonely, but a little guilty. The running figure seemed to be escaping from suffering.
Yelutuo seemed to be smiling with satisfaction, but there was deep worry in the corners of his eyes. Is it so easy to cultivate to the Heshen realm? People become mature with age, but there are more than a few who mature at a young age.
He whispered to the person next to him: "Follow him."
"What do you mean, sect master?" A thin and short man raised his head and asked, making a downward cutting motion with his hand.
"No, as long as he leaves the northern continent, no matter what happens in the middle, don't take action." Yelutuo actually still hopes that Song Er can really leave. If nothing special happens, Beiyu Shenzong will not fight with him for nothing. The newly emerged Shuxian Sect in the southern continent that surpassed the super sect Divine Eagle Sect is an enemy.
To a certain extent, the Book Fairy Sect is similar to the Holy Lady Hall. The difference is that the Book Fairy Sect is a sect, while the Holy Lady Hall is just a saint. Each has its strengths and weaknesses, but none of them can be easily dealt with.
When they came, there was one person and one dog, and when they left, there was one person and one dog. No one paid attention to the silver fox camping in the blizzard on the road, and no one even paid attention to when he left. But at this time, this silver fox was there. In the snow, with eyes closed, no one from the Beiyu Divine Sect could sense her presence, either with their sight or their thoughts.
The conversation between Yelutuo and his subordinates had already been informed to Song Er by his spiritual mind. Song Er turned over and rode on the back of the big black dog, deliberately loudly saying: "Let's go back to Qianji Island."
The big black dog spread its hooves and ran wildly, but a message was sent to Song Er saying that he had not asked the saint to help find a suitable bitch. Song Er couldn't laugh or cry. This was an old dog in his seventies or eighties, and he still couldn't stop thinking about the bitch. I really don't know how to evaluate it.
There was no saintly girl moving forward slowly, even though the big black dog was running in the snow, it took only three days to reach the port where they came from. Just as he was hesitating whether to fly back to Qianji Island directly, someone came up and asked, "Sir, do you need to go to sea?"
"Well, how do you know?" Song Er noticed a small figure flashing not far away and immediately knew what was going on.
"Qianji Island, are you going?" Song Er looked at the other party jokingly.
"Ah!" The other party was obviously stunned, but then he seemed to think of something, and immediately nodded and said: "Go, it's just..."
"Just go. Don't worry about the cost. When can you travel?" Song Er interrupted the other party's question.
"You can do it now. Please come here now." Now that he had made up his mind, the other party was also a cheerful person and immediately led Song Er to a small sea boat that was slightly larger than these fishing boats.
The small sea boat still sailed out of the port, and the small figure in the port turned and returned to the north.
