"That ......" Wang Rong saw that he was a little off-topic, and corrected: "What's the matter with that son?"

"The Son... Hey!" Enlightenment sighed deeply and fell into the memory again: " After hundreds of years, the disciples of Buddhism once again became gods, ascended to the upper realm, and descended to the upper realm, and the immortals also went to the upper realm, at the last moment when the emperor withdrew the pass, my Buddha Rulai pinched his fingers and calculated that there would be a catastrophe in the world, with supreme mana, the last ascended immortal was reincarnated again, and left the means, every time he was about to ascend to the upper realm, he was reincarnated again. Life after life, reincarnation!"

Hiss~ Wang Rong gasped, what a ruthless method. What kind of concept is it to never be able to ascend to the Immortal Realm? Suddenly thinking of something, his face was extremely unsightly, and he looked at his enlightenment and asked, "This kind of method is unacceptable to anyone, isn't it true that if you come, you are not afraid of that person's rebellion?"

Jue Wuwei sighed, took out a photo from her pocket, and handed it to Wang Rong, when she saw this photo, Wang Rong's eyes were stunned, and she asked in surprise: "How can you have this photo?"

This photo is the last photo that Wang Xin showed herself two years ago when she disappeared from "herself", and it stands to reason that she should have a very impressed impression of this photo, but there is no impression in Wang Rong's mind at all.

"Whether you admit it or not, that person is you. Awakening looked at Wang Rong with blazing eyes, and his expression was a little excited, "Any person in the world can rebel, but it is impossible for you, because you are the son of the world, the son of the Immortal Emperor." ”

"Wait. Wang Rong's face became more and more ugly, looking at the photo in his hand, his face was pale and pale, he raised his head and stared at the conscious face and asked solemnly: "You mean that the son of the world is the son of the Immortal Emperor?"

"Monks don't speak. Enlightenment folded his hands and bowed his head slightly at his chin, "Lord Shizi, although the old man does not know what the disaster that the Buddha expected is, the old man still has to admire the sacrifice you have made for the world. ”

Wang Rong's words were not listened to by Wang Rong at all, he hesitated for a while, pointed to Wang Xin, who was smiling like a flower on the photo, and asked, "Then what is going on with them?"

"They?" Jue Wu stretched out his head to look at Wang Xin above, and shook his head gently, "It's been a long time since the old man walked out of here, and the old man doesn't know what is going on." ”

Wang Rong glanced at his consciousness with a little suspicion, and saw that he didn't look like a lie, and his brows furrowed even tighter, now that the matter of the prince of the world has been almost done, the confusion that followed is even more.

First of all, he is basically clear, he is not the son of the world at all, as for the conclusion of what the son of the immortal emperor is even more ridiculous, he also has thousands in the immortal world, why has he never heard anyone say, what other son does the immortal emperor have, if he is really the son of the old man, then he will be wronged, how can Lao Tzu be forced to marry a person like a sister of Furong because he peeked at a fairy taking a bath?

This is absolutely impossible, Wang Rong categorically rejected this conclusion, but when his eyes skimmed to the body of a solemn consciousness, the conclusion he had just gotten was a little loose, and he didn't look like a lie, and more importantly, Buddhism has always emphasized that Buddhist disciples are not allowed to speak.

Could it be true that he is really the son of the old man who killed a thousand knives, how is this possible? Wang Rong shook his head again, realizing what he had just said, the Buddha had made a means in the body of the son of the world, so that he could not fly at all, and he slipped down from the upper realm, this could not be himself at all.

But what's going on with this photo? The more Wang Rong thought about it, the more dizzy he became, it was a mess, and he wanted to sort him out, but he didn't expect that the more he sorted it out, the more confused he became.

Can anyone come and tell me what the hell is going on, Wang Rong clasped his head tightly with both hands, only to feel that his head was in chaos.

"Excuse me, Abbot, have you seen the prince before?" In the middle of the sound, Wang Rong suddenly raised his head and looked at the enlightenment.

"This ......" Enlightenment thought for a moment and replied, "I haven't seen it indeed." ”

"Then where did you get this photo?" Wang Rongyang raised the photo in his hand and asked, this is a question he cares about now, Wang Xin and Bai Xiqing It is absolutely impossible for them to appear for no reason, and the talent in the photo is the most critical thing, why is it that he has not yet reached the lower realm, and the human world already has its own legend, is this really just an accident? And Wang Rong still remembered that Kong didn't know what kind of world he was when he saw him, and he didn't believe it until he encountered the immortal qi in his body, and this girl didn't make sense at all. Headaches, headaches, headaches are not ordinary headaches!

"This ......" Enlightenment explained: "After receiving the return of the void, we immediately sent someone to confirm your identity, and this photo appeared at this time, and it is because of this photo that we have confirmed your identity. ”

"So amazing?" Wang Rong took this photo and looked left and right for a long time, but he didn't find anything different, and wondered: "Is there anything different about this?"

"Shizi, please look," Juewu stretched out his hand to wipe it on the photo, and after his hand passed, a little starlight suddenly appeared on Wang Rong's body on the originally ordinary photo, but nothing appeared on Wang Xin's body, which was adjacent to him.

"What's going on?" Wang Rong asked in surprise at this magical scene.

"This is a unique ability of our Buddhism, as long as it is the possessor's strange ability, no matter how hidden, it can be revealed under our discerning eyes. ”

"And such an ability?" Wang Rong was taken aback, his eyes rolled straight, he smiled, and just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by enlightenment.

"The son of the world does not need to be envious, this is the unique ability of our Buddhist disciples, if the son of the world wants to learn, it is not impossible, as long as the son of the world can escape into my door, the six roots are pure, and you can naturally learn it, otherwise even if the old man teaches you, you still can't use it." ”

I damn it, what kind of exercise is this, Wang Rong scolded in his heart, it is simply a fight with the sunflower treasure book, if you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace, this is not bad, when you encounter the latter one, you really have to make people angry and die, "If you are from the palace, you may not succeed." ”

Thinking about the few lovely people around him, Wang Rong shook his head again and again, and wisely threw this idea out of his mind, whoever wants to practice will practice, anyway, just don't look for yourself.