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Stop, stop, how can I have such an idea? I think the red meat in front of me is delicious. At this time, I noticed that my behavior was wrong. Although I didn't hate blood before, I didn't have to jump on it to drink. Now I'm even more interested in meat. This is no different from the beast.

"Wen..." Fahai was still yelling and kicking him: "It's injured on the surface and can't die. What's the pretell?" He deliberately used his foot to crush the damaged area of his back several times.

"The witch..."

"You also deserve to be a monk?"

I found that the monk was always opposite to me, and the 12 moons on the water were still quietly stopped there. The drops of blood from the monk fell from my feet along my body to the surface of the water, not fainting but sinking whole.

This Fahai is also a power. I don't know how to bring the weak water here. Besides, he led the weak water here to trap the white snake, did he? Even so far, I still think that Buddhism pays attention to great compassion and will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Looking at Fahai under his feet, although he was scolding me, there was no obvious excitement, as if the scolding was just to hide something?

"Do you love white snakes?" I have a ridiculous idea.

"How is it possible for shemales to have a different path?" Fahai was stunned for a moment and hurriedly denied it after reacting.

"Didn't you imprison the white snake here to protect it?" The more he dodged, the more I felt that there was a problem.

"Nonsense."

"The world was opened up by yourself. At first, your spirit is the rule of this world, but you are so weak and restrained by me everywhere. Do you want me to completely disappear?" All this is very strange.

"Amitabha, please forgive him." The old monk stepped into the air.

"Master." Fahai was trampled under my feet and couldn't salute.

I don't move or say anything, I'm just waiting quietly. Waiting for someone to explain all this to me.

"Don't blame Bai Bai Xiaoyou. I lied to you this time, and I will compensate you." The old monk put his hands together and made a bow for me.

"I dare not bother you. I want an explanation." I still stepped on Fahai under my feet and didn't mean to move.

"Laoqi is Fahai is the master."

"I know, you just said that." I don't sell accounts.

"There is a reincarnation of spirit children in Tibetan Buddhism, and our Mahayana teachings are the same. I just took advantage of this to successfully reincarnation.

"You are not reincarnated, but taking other people's lives. Don't think I don't know. This is giving up." I said blankly that I couldn't agree that this act of taking other people's lives was said to be so great.

Tibetan Buddhism says that it is to take away the house. When the monk dies, he will take away the body of the newborn child, that is, to replace the newborn child.

Sadly, the family members of the children who were robbed were still happy to think that they had picked up a great advantage, but they didn't know that their children had long been alive.

"Bai Bai Xiaoyou sometimes can't help himself."

"I agree, and I will give Jinlian two conditions and let us leave."

"This is certain, but first of all, please ask Bai Bai Xiaoyou to help."

"What's the matter?" I know that I have no room for bargaining, and the sooner I promise, the smaller the loss.

"Under this weak water, there is a wordless book."

"Are you asking me to go down and get it? Why don't you go by yourself?" There was a loud alarm in my heart.

"Because only you can come out of the weak water."

"Didn't the white snake come out just now?" I'm not convinced.

"It can't live without the surface of the water."

"All right." I made concessions.

"The wordless heavenly book is blank. As long as what is written on it will become an iron regulation, but it is only available in heaven. Although we can't find where the heaven is now, all the worlds are like planets in the universe, far away. But no matter in what direction, there is always one thing that connects them.

"I see. What you have said is to say that weak water is the connection between here and the fairyland."

"Yes."

"I'll go, but those people below..." I want to deal with Eldron first

"The people below are in a turbulence of time and will experience different times. Because this is an unstable space, the time flow below is also different. I can't help them now, because the weak water forcibly blocks some of the rules. We can only do this as much as we can here.

"Three thousand weak water, I'm so big, how can I know the path?" I asked.

"There is something in the fairyland that will guide you." The old monk threw me a stone.

I took a look at the transparent black stone, which seems to have seen this material. Obsidian? I have a good memory. I must have seen such a stone. If there is no accident, I should have seen it in the underground palace of Gemini Village. But obsidian is a common building material in Atlantis. If it is something from the fairyland, then the fairyland is related to Atlantis. There is also obsidian in our real world, but it is not rare and cannot be used to make building materials.

"Then try it." After saying that, I didn't get into the water.

Entered the water with the obsidian and released the obsidian. The material density in this water is very high, and the obsidian does not rise or fall in the water after I let go. Just suspended there. Finally, the obsidian began to move and swim in one direction. The reli on my head was also broken at this time, and the fragments covered my whole body. I don't know where my body has gone, and there is only a soul left. There is also a gradual connection between the soul and the obsidian. Flow in one direction.

It's muddle-headed, and there is nothing else around except the jelly-like water flow. That's all for weak water. There is no goose feather that can't float, but there seems to be no danger other than that.

I don't know how long it has been, and the water flow has become faster. There is some light ahead. I just have enough strength for the fruit in the jelly.

Finally squeezed through the hole and came to the bright world. The atmosphere around has changed. It has completely become a gaseous substance. Like a well, my soul slowly rose up as if it was weightless. Heavy thunder and lightning are painted on the wall of the well, and all kinds of immortals appear from time to time in these thunder and lightning.

floated on top of these gases. Suddenly, the rumbling thunder came. Before I could react, my soul was split. The feeling of electric shock. The whole body is crispy. The ash originally attached to the surface was blown away.

Before we figured out what was going on, the second thunderstorm came with five thunderbolts without hesitation. There is no obstruction at all. It made me scorched and tender inside.

I can't tell the difference between east and northwest. I only know that the clouds gathered together on my head are constantly thickening, and the thunder dragon shuttles in it. It seems that I will not give up if I don't kill it.

Soon the third thunderstorm came down. The golden dragon caught on the human skin in my hand suddenly broke away from the human skin and met the lightning. I swallowed them into my stomach. Then he spew out a black smoke and ran to my side like asking for credit, wandering back and forth.

It would be good if I avoided the thunderstorm like this, but it's not useless. After each thunderstorm, the things in my soul are squeezed out a little bit. Thinking of this, I said to Jinlong, "䋻i, don't block me. I want to live by myself."

Jinlong didn't say anything. Dodged far away.

I adjusted my state, associated with the sky, and prepared for the fourth thunderstorm. Now I don't know what the painting on the well wall means, that's an idiot. It must be the thunderstorm that the soul will experience when it becomes an immortal.

This disaster is also good for yourself.

The fourth thunderstorm came as scheduled, which was different from the first three thunderstorms and was very strong. A flash of lightning is as thick as one of my thighs. I was enlightened before I was psychologically prepared. There is a faint tendency for the soul to collapse.

The fourth thunderstorm lasted for almost a quarter of an hour, but the strength of my soul was still very strong. Barely able to resist.

After the thunderstorm, I had a little time to rest. I saw that the lightning on the spot almost didn't close its breath. Is that called lightning? It's a golden rod. That's my waist.

But it still depends on its own resistance. Relax, relax. Don't worry. To receive thunder and lightning instead of isoling it.

Finally, the fifth thunder came down, with a harsh and sharp roar. Too powerful. Sweeping away. My body was vulnerable from top to bottom in front of the fifth thunderstorm. They are the same as no man's land. My soul has no effect on them.

I controlled my soul to be scattered and tried to absorb the thunder and lightning. Difficult to resolve, I saw that I was about to succeed, but a mushroom cloud appeared above my head.

Isn't the mushroom cloud a nuclear bomb? Do you really want to blow me to ashes if I don't die?

"Help me." Now is not the time to be handsome.

Jinlong heard my cry and swam towards me, but the next few thunderstorms were entangled together. Some emotion in the body seems to be angry.

Is someone playing with me? Will I let people play? Six seven eight nine, you are wearing a pair of trousers, come together.

For a while, the world was pale and colorless, and it was deterred by the terrible power of thunderstorms.

Finally, the sand flew away, and everything around me could not be felt, and the pain of the soul was gone. Lost the five senses, lost the mind, and lost all the memory.

I can only see a man in heavy armor sitting on countless corpses. The black hair is full of blood. There is a big knife beside him. The knife was faintly red and drank enough blood.

Looking at him, my heart is very sad. Why don't you remember? Just remember it. I shouldn't forget that I should remember such a sad scene. It's not the first time it appears.