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Chapter 92 I owe him

The whole world is frozen, shrouded in peace and golden light. The old monk light and shadow smiles in the air, like a Buddha picking up a flower and pointing it at the sight of a long river of time.

In such an environment, Liu Xiu couldn't move his body, but his thinking was clear.

Facing the finger of the old monk Light and Shadow, he instinctively felt that if he was pointed at him, something bad would have happened.

The shopping mall was once full of intrigues. Although the sudden situation was beyond Liu Xiu's expectations, he was shocked and unhappy at this time.

Although he couldn't move, Liu Xiu knew that he had to do something at this time, and even if the problem could not be solved at all, he could not sit still and wait for death!

Thinking quickly, Liu Xiu found that although he could not move, his breathing was not affected. So, regardless of whether it was useful or not, he was ready to adjust the breathing rhythm to match the breathing technique.

However, that finger seemed slow but was actually extremely fast. He had just had such thoughts and had not had time to adjust his breathing, and the finger was approaching his eyebrows!

His eyes flashed. Since it was too late to adjust the breathing rhythm, Liu Xiu's thoughts changed and he thought of the scene of the swordsman splitting the mountain that had been imagined in Baita's head. His eyes condensed, and he fantasized about turning into the swordsman. Although he could not move, Liu Xiu's eyes became sharp.

What Liu Xiu himself didn't know was that at this moment, there was a purple light flashing in his eyes, and there seemed to be a sharp sword light in the purple light that was about to sweep out.

The old monk Light and Shadow opposite seemed a little stunned when he saw this scene. His movements slowed down for a moment, and then he turned a flash of joy on his face and continued to give him a guide.

All that should be done is still ineffective. Liu Xiu just looked at the old monk Light and Shadow with a calm guide. So what if he doesn't do this? Will he let him go if he panic or begs for forgiveness?

All this is a long story, but it is just something that happened in a short moment.

Liu Xiu didn't know if this would happen if he saw the relics or if others would do the same, and he didn't know what would happen next, and the answer would be revealed soon.

However, at this moment, when he was leaving the mountain in his arms, the scales given to him by his neighbors changed abnormally, and a slight jump was heard, and a cold breath was emitted.

The next moment, Liu Xiu felt that he was shrouded in darkness, unable to see anything in his eyes, and could not hear any sound in his ears. The whole world fell into darkness, as if he was exiled to the silent and dark void.

Everything is still the same on the thirty-third floor of the White Stone Tower. The relics are quietly suspended on the lotus-shaped tray and emit a soft golden light. Nothing is different. People come to worship. The old monk next to him is a regular ringing the bowl after everyone worships. The only difference is that Liu Xiu, who is not far away, is slightly stunned.

However, what ordinary people cannot see is that at this time, a black scale was erected between Liu Xiu's eyebrows, blocking the finger of the old monk Light and Shadow.

Immediately afterwards, the scales trembled slightly, and a wisp of black mist surged out, and a hazy and graceful figure transformed in front of Liu Xiu. She was shrouded in black mist and could not see her face and looked. She stood in front of Liu Xiu in the air.

In this golden world, the old monk Light and Shadow stood in the air like a Buddha holding a flower and smiling. Liu Xiu froze his eyes in front of him, and the hazy figure shrouded in black fog blocked between him and the old monk.

"Old monk, you are looking for death!" The graceful figure shrouded in black fog was not affected by the golden world. She looked up slightly at the old monk Light and Shadow and said calmly.

The sound is sweet and soft, but it gives people a bone-thrusting chill.

When the old monk Light and Shadow saw the hazy figure, his brow frowned slightly, then stopped and bowed calmly and said, "I am dead, I am just a trace of remnant thoughts, why do you think of death?"

"Since that's the case, I will fulfill you, and don't leave this remnant thought." The graceful figure said calmly, not fighting with the other party at all, and directly attacked.

As the words came, the hazy and graceful figure pointed out, and the entire golden world trembled, and then from the fingertips of the hazy figure, cracks spread out, accompanied by the crackling sound of crackling.

The old monk's expression remained unchanged, but the peaceful golden light on his body became more and more intense. Under the peaceful golden light, the golden world seemed to be more and more stable, and the broken cracks no longer spread, and even the broken places were still being repaired little by little.

Then the old monk Guangying looked at the hazy figure and said calmly: "Big Demon? Even though he has a profound cultivation foundation for thousands of years, he has only transformed for a short time. He is willing to divide a ray of original consciousness to protect this person. It seems that he is very important to you, but you shouldn't have appeared. In the Buddhist land, how can you and other aliens trespass on it!"

Finally, the old monk Light and Shadow was not angry and looked at the hazy figure with a god looking down at the ant.

"You also said that you are just a ray of remnant thoughts. Do you really think you are alive? As for the monks outside, do you think they dare to take action?" The grian figure said calmly, as if seeing through the other party's bluffing momentum, not affected by the other party's momentum at all.

Black fog surged around her body, gathered on her fingers, and pointed out again. The entire golden world suddenly trembled, cracks reappeared, and it was faster and more fierce than before, trying to smash the golden world.

With the graceful figure pointing out, the black fog around her body faded a lot, and it was obvious that this attack also had to pay the price.

As the golden world breaks and spreads, the figure of the old monk Light and Shadow also becomes dim, his eyes flashing, and he said calmly: "I just want to give him a fortune, why are you here? Even if you can erase this wisp of my thoughts, you will have to pay the price. After all, you are not here in your true form."

"Creation? I think it's just a joke. Although I don't know what you mean, I can't let you succeed. So what if I give up this wisp of original consciousness!" said the graceful figure. Although his attitude was extremely firm, his tone was extremely dull. It seemed that giving up this wisp of original consciousness was insignificant compared to what the old monk Light and Shadow wanted to do to Liu Xiu.

As she spoke, her finger continued to point out, and the black fog around her faded, and she also faded. At the same time, the sound of the golden world cracking endlessly, and cracks have spread to the whole world. This golden world is about to be broken and destroyed at any time.

"You...man + demon Shutu, why do you care about this for him?" The old monk Guangying asked calmly when he saw this, and seemed very confused.

The graceful figure hesitated a little and said calmly: "I owe him!"

The old monk Light and Shadow was slightly stunned, and then he understood something, and said with a smile on his face, "So that's it, hey..."

He sighed softly, and then his figure shattered, and together with the entire golden world, he turned into golden light spots and disappeared.

That sigh seemed to contain a lot, as if he was sighing that he had failed, and as if he had seen through something and felt sympathy...

As the golden world shattered and disappeared, the graceful figure shrouded in black mist also stopped. At this time, she had almost become transparent and still couldn't see her face clearly. She turned around and looked at Liu Xiu, her tone became gentle, and she said weakly: "I owe you, I can't pay it back..."

As she said that, she was extremely weak and returned to the scales, and the scales also returned to Liu Xiu's arms to calm down.

In Liu Xiu's senses, he fell into the dark world. It seemed like a long time had passed. In a trance, he looked around again. He was still standing on the thirty-third floor of the White Stone Tower. Even the person who visited the relics in front had just stood up, as if it had only passed a moment.

The golden world in his eyes disappeared, and he was in darkness. Everything was still the same, everything before was like an illusion.

But Liu Xiu knew that it was not an illusion, and that relics were the best proof. Although it still seemed to be the same on the surface, something was missing in his senses.

There was nothing unusual about the people around them. They seemed to have no idea what was going on, and they were still doing what they should do. Even the monk who was responsible for knocking the bowl next to the relics did not have anything unusual.

His right hand subconsciously clenched his fist, and Liu Xiu looked around calmly and turned around and left.

After touching the scales in his arms, Liu Xiu thought in his heart, what happened before? But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out.

"It seems that something bad is going to happen, and then... was it the neighbor who helped me resolve it? But what means did it be?"

I still have too little understanding of this world, I can't figure it out or figure it out. This mood makes Liu Xiu very confused.

Since you can't figure it out, then go and find someone who understands it and ask!

Go back to find a neighbor? After thinking about it, Liu Xiu gave up this plan. Judging from his previous experience, the two sides could not communicate at all, and it didn't need to pay attention to it. It probably would be useless to run back thousands of miles to ask. Maybe he would pull himself away with one tail.

Since you can't ask your neighbor, you can only change someone else.

Liu Xiu believes that there must be someone who understands this Baiyun Temple!

Although Liu Xiu didn't know what happened, he knew one thing that if it really happened, it would definitely not be a good thing for him.

He is usually kind to others and does not like fighting, but it does not mean that he has no temper and is almost plotted against for no reason. It is impossible to say that there is no emotion in his heart.

Despite this, Liu Xiu still controlled his emotions well, and violence could not solve the problem.

When he arrived at the tower, Liu Xiu saw the old monk he had contacted before at first sight. The other party seemed to be waiting for him specifically.

Seeing the appearance of the old monk, Liu Xiu was also expected. If anyone in Baiyun Temple knew what happened before, this old monk was undoubtedly one of them!

Liu Xiu was going to find him, but the other party appeared just now.

The old monk seemed to know that Liu Xiu had something to look for him. As soon as he saw him, he smiled and said with a smile: "The layman borrowed a step to speak, please let me know here!"

Liu Xiu hesitated a little, nodded without saying anything to keep up.

After a while, they arrived at a pure Zen room. The old monk made a cup of tea for Liu Xiu, and then said, "If you have any questions, please tell me."

"Master, don't you plan to give me an explanation?" Liu Xiu took a sip of tea and looked at the other party calmly.

You should also pay attention to the way of speaking. Just one simple sentence turns passive into activeness...
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