The crowd was silent.

Only the dull-looking young man replied to the voice: "Yes, it's weird enough." ”

Then the boy asked again with an expressionless face, "Then what should we do next?" ”

"We are human beings, and this must never be forgotten, so we should go and gather special substances to stop the winds of panic in order to counteract our sins."

One question and one answer is like talking about cross talk, and it is more like conveying some information.

Among the people who have been exiled here, there is no shortage of wise men, who can see this at a glance, but at this time they did not say anything.

Silence is the preservation of one's self.

Squeak, squeak, there was a wind blowing, this time it was not black and white, blowing the windows that were still open in this empty city, swaying from side to side.

Even the shadows that came out of those projections were twisting and shaking.

The sun was soon setting, night was falling, and after hastily making the rules, the men chose a random place to stay and prepared to spend their first night in the city.

Because of the nameless fear, the fear of the strange rumors of the city, most of them were several people gathered in a room, around a bonfire, and although they leaned against the wall with their eyes closed, they were nervous and did not dare to really fall asleep.

The restless night passed quickly, and the east was already showing the whiteness of the fish's belly.

People who haven't slept all night are slightly relieved.

However, at this time, quietly, one person after another, suddenly appeared. Soon, the streets were crowded with people. One by one, their faces were expressionless, as if they were drawn in ink, and they looked at the houses that were inhabited.

"They will gain immortality."

A voice suddenly sounded, and then these people who were originally expressionless smiled in unison.

The voice continued, "And we will be liberated. ”

……

Retracting its gaze, it slowed its breathing.

The speed of the black and white wind slowed down.

It knew what was going on in that city, and it knew what was going on in that city.

It's not about it, though.

It doesn't care about that.

Because it's not so boring, some people are making it out of its breath to cover up some truth.

After thinking about it for a day and a night, it looked at the sun that had just risen in the sky, yawned, and closed its eyes again, ready to go back to sleep.

Before burrowing back, it couldn't help but open its eyes again, and then glanced around.

It is the black and white land that was born because of it, and no one can see the black and white land as long as it does not want to.

It looked at it several times, but couldn't see anything wrong.

"And how did they find me?" It is again confused, and everyone can find it, has it gone from being unknowable and unseemly to being "knowable and presentable"?

Soon, though, it didn't want to.

It's useless to think too much.

The tentacles began to retract, and as it slept, the tentacles unconsciously began to disperse.

Although it also sleeps, its slumber is not the same as that of the Ancestors, who were badly injured and on the verge of falling, while it is...... I didn't want to move for too long, but I was bored when I didn't move, so I had to sleep to pass the time.

On this land, those powerful beings gathered together again at this time.

"The leader seems to be wondering how we can find it so easily?"

"Shall we tell the leader why?"

"Still don't, I feel like we're going to be torn apart by the leader."

These powerful beings couldn't help but fall silent as they looked at the tentacles that protruded from the void.

Such a big tentacle hangs in the sky, so blind people can't see it!

……

Bang Bang Bang!

Day and night are reversed, and the time cannot be distinguished, so the bell of the Lotus Temple is changed to ring once an hour.

Listening to the bell outside, the rosary in Tan Mo's hand stopped, he smelled the smell of sandalwood burning in the house, slowly got up, and walked outside.

It's almost time.

He came to the branch where the urn was hung, reached out and patted it gently.

"Let me out!" In the wine urn, the voice of the "fire baby" immediately came out.

Tan Mo clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and then slowly spoke, explaining his intentions: "Donor, it's been a year, have you ever figured it out?" ”

"What? It's been a year? Isn't it just a day that has passed? Hearing Tan Mo's words, the one in the wine urn responded in shock.

"Oh, the little monk uses an algorithm outside the big black sky. A day has passed in the big black day, and a year has passed in the world outside. Tan Mo said, squinting slightly.

He was afraid that this fire baby would be a bunch of lies again, so he first used the news of the big black sky to shock her.

After all, it is also a very painstaking thing to distinguish the truth of this guy's lies, but at this time, day and night are reversed, and the most abnormal time in the big black day, so if you can have less trouble, you will have less trouble.

After all, his success rate has not yet reached the point of omniscience.

Moreover, his previous success rate gave him that information......

Gain the trust of the six-armed monster and kill the second demon spirit with a success rate of +100%!

This "fire baby" that suddenly appeared near the Lotus Temple was actually related to the second demon spirit he had been thinking about in his heart, which Tan Mo had never expected.

The "fire baby" in the wine urn seemed to be in a state of extreme shock because of Tan Mo's words, and he was silent and silent.

Tan Mo waited patiently.

If she still won't tell the truth, then he's going to hang her for a while.

As a monk, you may not have anything else, but patience is the most abundant. Otherwise, there would be no need to practice.

Cultivation is also the cultivation of the mind.

didn't let Tan Mo wait for a long time, and the voice of "Fire Baby" soon came out of the wine urn: "Let me ask you a few things, little monk, you told the truth, I will tell you everything you want to know." ”

"The donor, please ask, the little monk must know everything, and he must say everything." Tan Mo couldn't help but show a smile in his eyes, this is the first step to gain trust.

"Is Xitian still there?"

"There is no Buddha in the western sky." Tan Mo responded unhurriedly.

"What about the Heavenly Court?" She asked quickly again.

"There is no tile."

"But there are still people who have become Buddhas?"

"There's one." Tan Mo thought about it and told him the truth.

"Who is it?"

"Self-named Lotus Ancient Buddha." Tan Mo said and couldn't help pausing slightly.

"How did this Lotus Ancient Buddha become a Buddha?"

"I accidentally entered the ruins of the Western Heavens and engraved my name on the ruins of the Western Heavens, and I became a Buddha like that." Talk about Mo and tell the truth.

"It turned out to be a stolen Buddha power, this is a pseudo-Buddha, and it is also a ghost Buddha, usually only evil ghosts can do it." Listening to Tan Mo's words, the "fire baby" in the wine urn suddenly said such a thing.

Tan Mo's eyes flashed with joy, this "fire baby" knew a lot of things, he only said part of it, and she had already explained the state of the Lotus Ancient Buddha.

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