Old man Shen brought back the baby Long Shen to the monastery at the outskirts of the Silver wing Forest and all the monks were curious about the little boy that seemed to smile like he was observing all the things in this world with wonder...
"Such a little thing! where did you get him, brother Shen, I thought you went deep into the forest to search for some rare herbs " a short monk asked ...
"Indeed brother Wong, I got lost searching for rare herbs & stumbled upon an ancient ruin that seems to date back to the Elder Civilization times or even older... I couldn't recognize the script / the runes on the walls that survived the erosion of time... Strangely, I have never come across the ruin even though I was searching for herbs in the depths of the forest for a long time now... I found this boy in the ruins ... " Old Man Shen replied.
"Strange Indeed... What are you going to do with the boy?" - said Old Monk Wong, the lines on his forehead became prominent as he raised his eyebrow looking at Monk Shen.
"I have decided to raise him as my grandson, He will be called Long Shen, consider this as divine providence .. Just as I thought justice in this world is getting suppressed by the unfairness & darkness, I have something new to look forward to now... Grandpa Shen will relish his growth as he rises to the top of this martial arts world, upholds justice & protects the innocent..." said Old Monk Shen with a look of determination in his eyes...
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There is a hint of longingness in his words to fight with the darkness that ruined this world & is almost at the brink of destroying the entire star system, he felt powerless to do anything about it... He prayed to the gods to provide a way to save this doomed world! He felt this was divine providence to answer his prayers...
"Woah! wait for a second, brother Shen... you cannot rub your ideals on a little kid and make him do what you wanted to accomplish, Every being (living / not) has a purpose (Destiny), we cannot alter one's destiny to suit our needs... what would you do if he becomes the root of all evil? Would you still be able to love him as your grandchild unconditionally? We can just hope for the best of the kid no matter if he becomes a Normal Human, a Monk, Evil incarnate or Transcendental God... you should not put limits on your love ..." Said Old Monk Wong.
"Forgive me, brother Wong ... I was just getting carried away by my thoughts, I absolutely would not restrict the growth of my grandson nor would I choose a path for him, he will be the person he is supposed to be - an accumulation of all his experiences & teachings learned... I will teach him everything I know about the Dao of Pills & our scriptures ... it is up to him what he wants to do with his life...." smiled Old Man Shen.
"Good, we will also help you in raising him, it is time to make this place lively again... The old fogeys are cultivating for ages and their faces are frozen stiff with stern expressions, I can't see their stiff faces all day long anymore, it will be a change of pace for me too, who knows I might even pass on my Fire Arts if he is worthy enough ... ha ha ha ... " replied Monk Wong as he stroked his long silver-colored beard...
Both of them entered into the living quarters of the monastery as the sun was setting down in the west....
To be Continued....