After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, still confused. The word "God's will" contained too many meanings. Perhaps there was a reason they didn't know...
In the Temple of the Son
The old man who led the way took Mo Chen to familiarize himself with the Holy Son Hall, saying, "Holy Son, although no one has lived here for many years, there are people who come to clean it every day, and everything you need for daily life is available here."
After talking for a while, the old man took him to a place and said, "In addition to the main hall in front, the back is where the Holy Son lives. The Holy Son Hall is a sacred place. Without the Holy Son's permission, no one below can step into the Holy Son Hall."
"There is a hot spring spirit pool in this temple, which can be used by the Holy Son to bathe. Behind this hot spring spirit pool is a cliff. The Holy Pagoda is also behind this Holy Son Temple. There is a formation barrier around the Holy Pagoda. Except for the temple master, no one has ever entered there."
As the old man spoke, he took him to familiarize himself with the surrounding environment. Finally, he bowed and said, "Holy Son, please take a rest first! The Palace Master will arrange for people to serve you later, and then bring them to meet you."
"Well, go ahead!" Mo Chen responded and let him leave.
The old man then retreated, leaving Mo Chen standing alone on the top of the mountain.
He looked at the clouds ahead, at the endless sky, and something seemed to be churning in his deep eyes. He stood still despite the howling cold wind, with his hands behind his back, staring ahead, wondering what he was thinking...
Three days later, early in the morning
On this day, all the people in the temple gathered in front of the main hall. They were an ancient heritage. Even though there were not many people in the temple, every one of them was an important figure outside.
Their proud nature made them unwilling to easily recognize the suddenly appearing Nalan Mochen as the Holy Son. One must know that the Holy Son is the master of the temple, and even the temple master has to respectfully call him the Holy Son and show him some courtesy.
Precisely because his status will be so noble and extraordinary, before that, everyone is reluctant to admit it easily and wants to know his abilities.
Looking at the man in white, who was as handsome as a banished immortal, the people below looked at each other. When the hall master announced that from today on, Nalan Mochen would be the Holy Son of the Temple, someone stood up.
"Palace Master."
A middle-aged man bowed and saluted, then looked at Nalan Mochen in white, and said in a low and majestic voice: "I have three questions, please answer them, Saint."
When the Palace Master saw them, he glanced at them, sighed softly, and said to Mo Chen: "If you want them to be convinced, it seems that you have to handle it yourself."
Mo Chen smiled slightly, took a step forward slowly, and looked at the middle-aged man who was talking below: "Which three questions are you asking?"
"A question about virtue: May I ask, Holy Son, what virtue do you have?" The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice. His voice contained the breath of spiritual power and was clear and powerful in everyone's ears.
Hearing this, Mo Chen smiled gently: "Give up desires to gain virtue, and I follow the will of heaven, how can I live without virtue?"
Everyone was silent for a while and no one spoke. After a while, the middle-aged man asked again.
"Second question: Holy Son, have you ever thought about dedicating yourself to the common people of the world?"