Chapter 431: The Green Incense that Cannot Be Lit, the Fate that Cannot Be Returned

Hearing this, the old man said nothing and sat down on the gray mat next to him.

Seeing this, the young man did not ask any more questions. He took out three green incense sticks from his bag and inserted them into the incense burner in front of him, and then took out two flints.

With a gentle rub, the flames were ignited, but no matter how he lit them, he could not light the three incense sticks for worship.

He tried several times, but he couldn't light them.

"Huh?"

"Is the incense damp?"

The young man murmured, checking the incense, and found that it was not damp.

He took the three green incense sticks in his hand and lit them successfully.

When he inserted them into the incense burner in front of the statue, they went out instantly!

Very strange.

He took it down again, held it in his hand, and re-lit it. As long as he inserted it into the incense burner, it would go out immediately.

He tried several times in a row, all like this.

"Don't light it, it won't light for the time being."

The next second, the old man's faint voice came.

"Why?" The young man was very puzzled.

The green incense can burn normally in the hand, but it will go out instantly as long as it is used for worship.

He took out the incense paper from the bag again, placed it in front of the statue, and lit it with a flint, but it was still the same situation. No matter how hard he tried, it would not burn.

In folk legends, when worshiping the statue, you must light the green incense and incense paper, and then kowtow and worship devoutly, and then it will appear.

But now, even the incense paper can't be burned, so how can you worship?

Then this trip is in vain?

"Old man, what should I do?" The young man asked the old man sitting on the futon.

"Sit down."

Hearing this, the young man also sat on the futon: "Then what?"

"Wait."

The old man looked at the statue in front of him and murmured.

Wait? ?

Wait for what?

The young man was confused. It was getting dark soon, and the snow outside was getting heavier. If he didn't finish the worship and go down the mountain early, he would not be able to go out when the snow blocked the mountain.

Moreover, it was said that there were many ferocious beasts on the Black and White Mountain, and some of them seemed to be ferocious beasts with some Taoist skills. Once encountered, they would surely die.

"Wait for him to decide the winner."

The old man looked at the statue in front of him, and the candlelight was reflected in his eyes, swaying and flickering

"Determine the winner?" The young man frowned slightly, wondering if he had heard it wrong: "Wait for who to decide the winner?"

After this, the old man did not answer, but looked at the statue in front of him calmly, waiting

Whoosh——

The wind and snow outside the temple were howling, blowing the wooden door constantly, making a creaking sound.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was getting more and more violent

A gust of wind blew into the Taoist temple and blew out two of the three candles lit by the old man.

Suddenly, the temple became dark.

Seeing this scene, the old man looked at the last candle flame, and a black light flashed in his pupils. It can be seen that his breathing was a little disordered.

Suddenly

a whole gust of wind blew the wooden door violently, blowing out the last candle flame directly.

The whole Taoist temple fell into darkness.

The next second, the statue glowed with golden light, illuminating the entire Taoist temple.

Seeing this, the young man was shocked. Is this... the appearance of the gods? !

澢 澢

A sound of breaking sounded, which was particularly clear in the quiet Taoist temple.

A crack appeared on the statue emitting golden light.

Soon, the crack spread to the whole body of the statue, including the sacred tree Putai under his seat, which was all split in half.

In an instant, the statue dimmed.

The snow outside the Taoist temple also stopped at this moment.

The old man looked at the broken statue, as if he was petrified, stunned in place, so quiet that only his gradually heavy breathing and the sound of the melting ice and snow outside were left.

The young man looked at the old man's back, and in a trance, he seemed to see that the old man also radiated the same golden light as the statue.

After a closer look, the golden light disappeared, and the old man's back silently disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, it was quiet.

The young man did not speak, and did not dare to disturb him. He also found that the old man was not right, so he just looked at him quietly.

After a long time.

No mistake, one post, one content, one book, one bar!

The old man slowly turned around and limped towards the outside of the Taoist temple. Every step he took, his body swayed, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second.

The young man also stood up and followed the old man.

The old man walked out of the Taoist temple and found that the outside of the Taoist temple was covered with thick white snow.

He walked step by step onto the thick snow, which was melting.

He was silent for a long time, then slowly turned around and looked at the young man who was at a loss in front of the Taoist temple, and slowly said: "I can now answer the question you just asked me."

"Even if you become a powerful immortal, even if you are high up, you can't dominate your own destiny."

"So, don't cultivate immortality, cultivating immortality is the wrong way."

Hearing this, the young man was stunned. He didn't expect the old man to say such a thing.

Because in his memory, the old man was trying to make him worship him as a teacher and teach him to cultivate immortality.

But now. Why did he say that cultivating immortality is a wrong way?

Although he is young, he is very smart and very intelligent. Otherwise, he would not be favored by the old man.

Because of his intelligence, he could hear the grief in the old man's words.

Although the old man was very calm now, he could feel that he was very sad, silently sad

"In fact, your path is correct."

"It should be said that they are the same."

Although the old man looked at the young man, he seemed to be talking to himself: "Some people have walked very high on the road of cultivating immortals and have already stood at a very, very high position."

"But in the end, they still cannot dominate their own destiny."

"Some people are just ordinary mortals, go to Beijing to take the exam, gain fame, and live an ordinary and ordinary life , although it is said that you cannot control your own destiny, and when you meet a powerful immortal, you will become an insect. "

"But. Even if the great immortal who stands very high, in the eyes of some more powerful beings, isn't he also an insect?"

"They are all insects, the difference is that one is a big insect and the other is a small insect, they are all the same, and in the end they still cannot control their own destiny."

The old man's words seemed to answer the doubts of the young man, but in fact they were also speaking to himself, answering the doubts in his heart, and even mocking himself.

"So, just follow your own heart and live your life well."

"Whether you want to be an ordinary mortal or want to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, you must remember that they are all the same and cannot control your own destiny."

"Follow your heart, that's enough."

At this point, the old man paused and turned slowly.

"I will take you down the mountain, I have to leave."

Then he raised his right hand,

Hearing this, the young man called him: "Master. Where are you going?"