I don't know if it's the right path, but there's no one to ask about right now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so I can only choose a path that I am familiar with and continue to walk. So much so that I didn't notice a white figure standing on the upper floors of that building.

He looked at my distant back, smiled faintly, and glanced at the corpse on the ground, frowning slightly.

Then, with a flick of his hand, all the corpses on the ground, including the remaining ghost pawns, disappeared into the air, as if they had never existed.

"The ghost brother is too unlucky, and he will let him get away." The white shadow sighed slowly, "Whatever the reason, you can all give me a good reflection in the Infernal Hell." ”

Then, he looked in the direction where I was leaving, and said with a slight smile: "My six realms of reincarnation have been broken through the Shura Dao and the Hell Dao by you, it seems that you really have some ability, let's see if you can break through the remaining ones." ”

With that, he disappeared.

I walked forward anxiously, but I had two things in mind: the first was whether the female snake man really came, and if so, how is she doing now, is she also struggling in the six realms of reincarnation like myself? The second thing is that the master of the enchantment, the cultivation of the master of the enchantment is very high, which is much beyond his expectations.

Even though I'm gradually recovering my abilities, the power of this barrier is still enormous.

What is the origin of this enchantment master, and how can he have such ability?

Before I knew it, I had reached the bridge when I suddenly felt empty under my feet, and the whole bridge collapsed! And I also fell into the reincarnation pool under the bridge.

Pond, lotus.

The water of the pond is turquoise and the lotus flowers are white.

In the autumn when everything is sluggish, this pool of white lotus is blooming.

For some reason, I saw that this lotus flower was very familiar, but I couldn't remember it.

A young man dressed in white looked at the lotus flower in the pond in a daze, and only when a pleasant female voice sounded in his ear did he withdraw his gaze from the lotus.

Is that the boy me?

I was at a loss, as if I had thought of something, but it was gone in an instant.

"Prince, you are the protagonist of the day. The guests are all seated, and the lord and wife are waiting for you to come and start the table. "It was a maidservant who spoke.

Today is her prince, my eighteenth birthday.

The lord is the master of this city-state, and every year on the birthday of his only son, he invites his most important civil and military generals and celebrities in the city to set up hundreds of tables and feasts in the Bodhi Garden in his backyard.

He loved this only son very much, not only because he was handsome and intelligent, but also because he was the sole heir to the family business.

An entire city-state, hundreds of thousands of people, trillions of treasures!

Ordinary people don't know how many lifetimes of calamities they have to go through before they can attain the blessings of this life.

My lord had high hopes for me, but he didn't seem to have much interest in this amazing possessions.

I had not been a member of the city's political council for eighteen years, and his father had taken up arms and gone to war with his grandfather when he was fifteen years old.

I don't like these, I like to stand in front of the blue pond and stare at the few white lotuses in the center, and mumble to myself sentimentally from time to time, which makes him look a little more sophisticated and vicissitudes of life.

"Prince?" When the maid saw that I was still staring at the pond and ignoring herself, and that the old lady was already waiting anxiously in the Bodhi Garden, she had the audacity to whisper again in my ear.

I sighed and turned my head.

The bright eyes that were not stained with a little dust looked at the maidservant, and they were silent for a long time, but finally reluctantly followed her and left the pool of white lotus.

Bodhi Garden is large and has many guests.

Every guest looks respectful when they see me as if they were their own parents, no, even when they see their own parents, they don't have such respect.

One by one, they stepped forward to congratulate, and their tones were full of sincere compliments.

I also returned the salute modestly one by one, smiling hypocritically. Actually, I couldn't laugh at all, because I knew that they were not complimenting themselves, not even their fathers, but power.

But I couldn't help but laugh because I didn't want to embarrass my parents.

King Jingde and Queen Bao Yueguang were not disappointed, and when they saw me, it was like seeing the most cherished treasure.

So King Jodeok took the trouble to introduce his beloved son to everyone according to the custom of the year, and although the people present were so familiar that they could even tell the prince's birthday, they listened attentively, and occasionally let out a few whispers of envy.

After the introduction, the representative of the guests presented a congratulatory message to the prince.

A courtier congratulated: "The prince is erudite and benevolent, and the whole world knows that he will be a good king one day." ”

King Jingde was very pleased to hear this.

Another military general congratulated: "The prince is born with divine power, although he is handsome, but he is extremely brave, and even the last general is beyond the reach of the dust. One day, he will be able to expand his territory, conquer the Quartet by force, and become a generation of emperors that will be passed down through the ages. ”

King Jingde's eyes lit up when he heard this.

An immortal master congratulated: "The prince is born with a vision, and he has a unique wisdom root, and he will be able to ascend to heaven one day and enjoy eternal happiness and wealth." ”

This time, not only did King Jingde nod his head again and again when he heard this, but even Queen Bao Yueguang, who had always been silent, was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut.

So everyone gave congratulatory messages one after another, but no one seemed to notice the change in my face.

I saw that I kept yawning, as if my face was full of fatigue.

However, just as I was expecting the feast to come to an end, a hoarse voice caught his already lowered gaze.

"I wish the prince will die sooner or later." An ascetic in simple clothes said lightly.

His voice was not loud at first, but the entire Bodhi Garden was silent.

Everyone, including King Jingde and Queen Bao Yueguang, stared at him and didn't speak for a long time.

King Jingde barely squeezed out a smile on his face and asked, "You...... What did you just say? ”

The ascetic cleared his voice and said loudly: "I wish the prince will die sooner or later." ”

This time, the entire Bodhi Garden people heard it, and they heard it clearly, word for word.

They soon came to their senses and scolded the ascetic for being a madman.

What happened next can be imagined even by the nose.

Naturally, the ascetic was driven out of the Bodhi Garden by the guards of King Jingde.

King Jingde has always been known for his benevolence, and this is the first time he has made a public sensation.

However, this did not in any way detract from his glorious image among the townspeople. For even if you were a poor beggar and you cursed his son like this, he would mercilessly lift the stick in his hand and beat you severely.

However, was the ascetic's words wrong?

All living beings in the world, no matter whether they are handsome, beautiful or ugly, high or low, there will always be death, even if you are as noble as the lord of a city-state.

Although it was the truth, why did he "congratulate" the other party on dying sooner or later?

I didn't understand, and I was curious, so I chased it out to ask for an understanding.

The ascetic didn't walk very fast, so I only ran one street to see him.

It's a pity that seeing doesn't mean chasing it.

The ascetic was not young, and he could walk a little staggeringly, but strangely enough, no matter how hard I ran, I was always some distance from his back. (To be continued.) )