"Life in the world, taste the bitterness and bitterness of the world, struggle, but in the end you can't escape, can't hide, and will eventually turn into a pile of bones, but why?" The ascetic looked at Kyle, who was rushing towards him, and couldn't help but say lightly, but not so much to say it to Kyle, but not to himself!

At this time, his eyes were no longer Kyle who raised his sword high and slashed at him, but white bones everywhere, dried corpses exposed to the sun, that was when he was young, at that time he was just a walking merchant, wandering around with a young momentum, although he was not rich and rich, but he also made some money with his own ability.

The transportation in the world of Feron is very difficult, so as a merchant, their goods can usually be sold at a good price because they are relatively rare.

One of the reasons for the inconvenient transportation in the world of Feilun is that alchemy technology is not taken seriously, and the second is that demonic beasts are rampant, so those who often have merchants on the trade roads, they usually see the bones left after being eaten by demonic beasts and beasts on the side of the road, or being killed by another wave of merchants because of black eating black, and the corpses that were left on the side of the road were finally dried in the sun, in short, merchants are a high-risk and high-reward profession in the world of Feilun!

The cold and summer, maybe it was luck, he never suffered any disasters, encountered any twists and turns, and gradually had a rich family property, but the more this happened, the more he was afraid, afraid that he didn't know when he would become those white bones and dried corpses, and from time to time in his dreams, he dreamed that he had become those white bones and those dried corpses, and the money he had worked so hard to earn became someone else's bag!

"Dang!"

Kyle's long sword slashed at the ascetic's forehead, and the powerful power of the high-ranking knight, combined with the power of the life magic, the ascetic, who did not dodge, took the sword with all his might, and as a result, the air membrane was broken, and a hideous wound appeared on his shiny forehead, and the blood lay down, and half of the ascetic's face was instantly stained red by his own blood.

"It's all because people don't want to die, from ancient times to the present, all living beings are evil to death and love life, how can people escape this hurdle?" For the wound on his forehead, the blood on his face, the ascetic seemed as if he had never noticed, but continued to mumble to himself.

Luck can allow him to avoid fierce beasts, will not become their belly food, luck can allow him to avoid conflicts with nobles, luck can allow him to no longer go to business, but can live in the city peacefully, but luck can not let him avoid the passage of time, the richer he is, the more he wants to live well, but the years will not stop passing because of his thoughts, so those white bones and dried corpses appear again in his dreams!

Kyle in absolute sanity doesn't care what this bald head is thinking, she tells her reasonably, this seemingly stupid guy is obviously caught in a certain circle of thinking, and at this time, if you don't take advantage of him not to fight back and cut him a few more swords, that is really stupid! And Kyle in absolute sanity obviously doesn't know what cruelty is, since he wants to attack, then he must rush to the point! Two swords in succession, rushing to the ascetic's eyes and stabbing it!

"Stained with cause and effect, cultivating my body, my gods, and my beliefs, all because I want to break through everything, step into the pure land of bliss, and from then on I will be happy forever, and there will be no more troubles!" Faced with the sword stabbed at his eyes, the ascetic seemed unaware of it, and still fell into deep memories.

The fear and annoyance of death made the merchant almost unable to sleep, and he accidentally met an ascetic, and was deeply attracted by his faith, so he decisively gave up everything, gave up the past, and made up his mind to go to the Pure Land of Bliss without death and trouble!

"Poof!" How could such a fragile tissue as the eye be able to withstand the attack of the long sword! Without taking the initiative to dodge and without condensing the air film with all his strength, without any accident, two bloody swords gushed out from the eyes, and the ascetic's eyes were blinded in response!

But he still didn't feel anything, "However, the sword just now is like a bright lamp, between life and death, it seems to be enlightened," said the ascetic raised his head, and the two holes that were still bubbling with blood seemed to be like they could still be seen, staring at Don Quixote on the other side, as if the loss of his eyes had no effect on him!

"Bang!" The ascetic didn't even have an air membrane on his body, and he flew up and swept at Kyle! For this kind of person with a strong physique, the rational Kyle would not choose to fight with him, and after dodging, the long sword in his hand was also the key to the opponent!

But in Kyle's opinion, the ascetic seems to have used some kind of secret method that can strengthen himself, and the whole person seems to have become extremely powerful! Even without the protection of the air film, it is difficult for his long sword to leave a fatal wound on his body!

Fortunately, Kyle had blinded him before, so even though he could use psionic and instinctive powers to perceive the world, he was more fluid without using his eyes for a while, which also gave her a chance to breathe.

Humans have a so-called sixth sense, which is sometimes called intuition, sometimes called instinct, but in the world of Faeron, this instinct has been taken to the extreme of the melee profession, even if they are blindfolded and covered with their ears, they can still react to the danger of their lives, just like the bald head will use the abominable golden light every time it is most critical.

But in fact, the so-called intuition is also a part of the soul, and some people like to call it the subconscious, and of course, ascetics like to call this state selfless.

So there was the previous situation, Don Quixote used the time still spell to fix the ascetic there, but the problem is that even if the ascetic's consciousness body was frozen by the magic array when it couldn't react, before the danger came, the subconscious had already given orders to the body!

For example, the use of golden light to protect the body, and this golden light also has a law-breaking surname that is very disgusting to the mage, which also leads to the reason why Don Quixote, who obviously has powerful spells, is always pressed and beaten!

In the face of such a bald head, there is indeed a feeling of being unable to speak, but that was before, and now Don Quixote, after having Kyle's containment, can finally calm down and construct for the first time that seems to him to be an incomparably magical talent spell, a spell that specializes in attacking people's souls, although he himself still has some rejection of this spell, because it makes him look more like a god stick!

Don Quixote, who had wasted a lot of time, finally succeeded in structuring the spell, and at this time he had an extra bell in his hand made of psionic energy mixed with basic elements, with a simple style and a strange pattern engraved on it.

"When~" Don Quixote shook the bell softly, and the crisp sound echoed in the cave, and it seemed that even the sound of the fight between the two was muffled by the crisp ringtone.

At the same time, Don Quixote recited the spell that made him blush a little, but he had to recite it, because it was also part of the spell!

This is like what Alsace once said, some spells need sound to activate, and he is obviously one of them! If he says why this is the case, he can only blame his own obsession for being too entangled in the matter of chanting spells to cast spells, and this seemingly bullshit is what he made up after watching Lin Zhengying's movies in those years, of course, the only thing that makes Don Quixote happy is that no one will understand what this means!

"The sky is round"

"The Nine Directions of the Law"

"My bell sounds"

"Ten Thousand Souls Sleep"

"Three Thousand Red Dust"

"Passing Clouds"

"Shun Ru's Thoughts"

"Giving Up the Rotten Body"

Sure enough, just as Don Quixote had guessed, the ascetic who was about to dodge Kyle's move heard the sound, and his body stiffened, and his whole body froze there, losing control of his body, and seemed to fall out of his selfless state!

Poof, without the protection of the air film, Kyle's sword directly cut a deep wound on his chest from left to right! This is the second of Don Quixote's natural spells, which specializes in attacking the soul and destroying the connection between the soul and the **!

"When~"

The ascetic had just regained control of his body, and the bell rang again, this time, he even felt the urge of his soul to leave his body and fly into the brass bell, and Kyle's long sword was no longer cut horizontally, but tacitly pierced directly into the ascetic's heart!

"Poof!"

Losing the warning of his subconscious, and not using the air membrane as if he was holding on, even if his body was strong, he was finally pierced through the heart by the sword! Obviously, the victory was decided at this time, and he was pierced through the heart, and even an ascetic could not live for long! So Kyle pulled out the sword, turned over, dodged the blood mist that sprayed out, and returned to Don Quixote.

"Xiao Tang, you are really becoming more and more like a god!" Just like Don Quixote thought, Kyle could naturally hear everything just now, although she couldn't understand what Don Quixote said, but her feeling was only one, that is, it was funny, of course, in fact, it was difficult for her to laugh now, and this smile was only a conclusion drawn by rational analysis and memory.

Don Quixote also breathed a sigh of relief, in the face of the rare failure to flick her forehead in the face of Kyle, who teased her, naturally because this crisis was finally over, and Kyle was not as fragrant as in that dream, "It's good to have any stick, you put it first"

Just when Don Quixote wanted Kyle to get out of his sanity, the already mortal ascetic spoke again!

He didn't care about the bleeding chest, but looked directly at Don Quixote with two black hole-like eyes, "I used to think that only by immortality can I have the opportunity to step into the Pure Land of Bliss and live forever in the world, and only then can I find the Golden Avenue! However, I met Your Excellency, and finally made me realize this last level! If I don't enter the death of the body, how can I get the immortality of the soul? The golden light of the protective body obtained by the hard work and hard work of comprehending the Bliss Sutra has become the biggest obstacle to my path to immortality! But it is ridiculous! Your Excellency is the cause of my future, and the Pure Land of Bliss will not deceive me!"

With that, the ascetic sat down on the ground, apparently in Don Quixote's opinion, his life was coming to an end with a broken heart, and it was still dependent on his strong body to be able to say so many words in one breath!

It's a pity that this time he guessed wrong, it seems that there is some power in the dark to maintain the life of the ascetic, and the broken heart seems to be unable to affect him, at this time he still has the strength to raise his hands, fold them in front of his chest, and whisper a certain language that Don Quixote and Kyle do not understand!

At first, the voice was faint and inaudible, but after only a few seconds, the voice was just like normal speech, and it became louder and louder, and finally resounded through the cave, under the effect of the echo, it seemed that there were many people chanting that strange language together, but although this voice sounded a little noisy, it made people very comfortable, confused, and even had a feeling of wanting the soul to leave the body and run to the Pure Land of Bliss!

"Hiss~" Don Quixote suddenly came to his senses, obviously, this inducing sound stimulated the free will in his soul to fight back, and instantly extinguished that thought!"This big bald head, do you want to put me with you when you die?"