"What do you know?" Bai Tian wondered, he had a hunch that the young boss named Dao Xin in front of him knew a lot of things. （）

It's strange that an antique shop owner, whose strength is a mystery, knows everything about him, and even knows the existence of a master system that can copy things.

In the eyes of Daylight, it seemed that Dao Xin was deliberately waiting for him in this Withered Leaf City.

Dao Xin smiled and said: "Son of the sword, sooner or later, one day, you will know who the real enemy is, and you will embark on the heroic path that your ancestors have already walked once for the sake of love, hatred, and redemption." ”

"Dao Xin, you are really strange, people and words are very strange. Bai Tian smiled without a smile.

"Yes, there are always people who say that about me, and I have a gift for you to celebrate your meeting. "Dao Xin grabbed it in the air, and there was an extra seed in the palm of his hand, and there was nothing unusual about the seed.

"What are you giving me a seed for?" said Daylight incomprehensibly.

Dao Xin handed the seed to Daylight. "You harvest this seed, and one day in the future, you will plant it, wait by its side for a thousand years, and you will get what you want. ”

Daylight will take the seed with suspicion. "Does it bear what I want? A thousand years is long, what is the purpose of waiting?"

Dao Xin's tone was extremely heavy. "Reincarnation, or going home. ”

"You know everything about me, but you don't know that my home is ruined." ”

The heart of the Tao points to the heart of the day. "I'm talking about your real home, in your heart, that world that you haven't thought of yet. ”

Bai Tian said, "I don't understand what you say, who are you sacred?"

"I said it, my name is Daoxin. ”

"I mean, what are you. ”

Dao Xin smiled. "Identity is just for others to see, I don't need identity, if it should be an one, then I am the boss of Qingdaozhai, the son of the sword, we are a kind of people, we are all beings looking up to the sky.

"Heaven?" Bai Tian didn't understand, was heaven a description or a statement.

Dao Xin explained: "Looking up is the sky, he is omniscient and omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent, but I am close, you are far away." ”

"I don't understand what you're saying, can I go?" Without Dao Xin's permission, he wouldn't be able to get out of here for the rest of his life.

Dao Xin yawned, as if tired. "Okay, I'm going to take a nap, and I'm going to see a circus show outside the city in a while, and I'm going to see the son of the sword goodbye. ”

Circus?Daylight blinked in confusion, and when he opened his eyes, he was already in the street outside.

He looked at the original position of Seongdozhai again.

There is only a small alley left between the two buildings, and there is still a shadow of Qingdao Zhai.

Whether it was an illusion or a formation, I felt something in my palm during the day.

Spread out the palm of your hand, it is a seed.

A question lingered in his heart, who was the person called Dao Xin, who was the person who said it, and why he gave himself a seed in the end.

What is the function of this seed, can it really bear what you want, as Dao Xin said?

I couldn't figure it out, so I collected the seeds and left the problem behind.

Riding out of the city of withered leaves during the day, he didn't go far when there was a sudden noise in front of him, mixed with cheers and heckling.

After walking for a while, I saw colorful tents set up in the depression.

In the distance, a man and a horse approached him quickly.

Daylight tightened the reins, intending to turn around.

The man kept waving his hand to him.

Bai Tian frowned and waited for someone to come over.

The man who came was a very brightly dressed man, like a proud rooster.

The man saluted first. "Hello, traveler, can you take some time? ”

Daytime's tone is flat. "What's the matter?"

The man said, "I'm a stretch man." ”

"What a good name. ”

The stretch man was a little embarrassed. "Well, just a title, I'm a performer at the Phantom Circus and would like to invite you to our circus. ”

After the elastic man finished speaking, he pointed to the tent in the distance, and his hand extended two meters. "That's why I'm called the Elastic Man, and that's where the Phantom Circus, the most amazing circus in the world, tours. ”

Bai Tian wasn't too surprised, he had already seen that the elastic man was an immortal cultivator of the second realm, and stretching his arm should be the characteristic of the law body.

"What's there?"

"Performance, very interesting performance. The stretch man added. "Two silver baht is enough to see, and the food, delicious food. ”

Daylight remembers that the young boss of Qingdao Zhai said that he was going to see a circus show, could it be the same circus?

He wondered if it would be best if he could meet him in the circus, at least this time he had already thought about what to ask.

Bai Tian took out two silver baht and threw them to the elastic man. "Let's go, let's see. ”

"Okay. ”

The entrance to the Phantom Circus is in the shape of a lion's head, and the entrance is a wide open mouth.

Two flamboyant girls stood on either side of the gate, winking at the day.

The elastic man makes a gesture to the daylight to enter.

Daylight enters through the lion's mouth, through the throat, and into the interior of the Phantom Circus.

It is surrounded by colorful tents and colored cloth barriers, which form a circular clearing.

On the left-hand side is a table of delicious food that you can take at will.

A high platform was built in the middle of the open space, and on the high stage, several performers were performing.

The host shouted enthusiastically.

"Welcome to the Phantom Circus, where Brother Balance's Death Tightrope is performing. ”

A ten-meter-high wire rope was pulled in the air, and a lean man saluted the audience, then stood upside down and walked on the trembling wire with two fingers.

The high platform under the wire is covered with upside-down steel nails, against the cold light, and if you make a mistake, there is only death.

The host continued: "This is already very difficult for Brother Balance, but we are not happy, and we have to increase. ”

A pot-bellied man swallowed a sip of wine, then spat out flames that spewed nearly ten meters high.

A man who walks upside down with two fingers sprayed onto a wire rope.

The corners of the tightrope man's clothes caught fire, and his body suddenly lost its balance and fell off the tightrope.

The audience let out a burst of amazement.

At the critical moment, the tightrope man's fingers hooked the tightrope and swung for a week, and the two fingers regained their foothold on the tightrope.

The audience erupted in deafening cheers.

In addition to the big high platform, there are some small stages around, some of which train ducks to drill fire rings, perform cartilage skills, and become live, so it's not lively.

Most of the audience members were holding the free food provided by the circus, eating and watching, cheering and looking full.

The first time I saw this kind of performance, I was curious at first, but after seeing it, I was not interested.

These performers in the circus, like the elastic people, are all immortal cultivators of the second realm.

The fire-spitting man is a fire-attribute dharma body.,The beast tamer should be able to communicate with animals.,These people just use the dharma body as a tool for performance.。。

The surrounding audience were all mortals, who had no resistance to the juggling of immortal cultivators, and they all had red faces and red ears, shouting hard.

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