Chapter Seventy-Three: A Question
is also murder, the previous Qiu Li'er and the ancient Buddha in front of him are so lightly said, is the value of a person's life really so unbearable?
The answer is yes, this is a world of cultivating immortals, no one knows the origin of this world, and no one knows how long this world has existed, and at the same time, this is also a world of the jungle. If the strength is not as good as others, it can only be brutally crushed, or ruthlessly obliterated.
Although the conditions offered by the ancient Buddha were quite attractive, Ye Shaoxuan was not able to help with anything.
He continued, "Who do you want me to kill for you?"
"Kill the man you deserve. The ancient Buddha replied lightly, and his face was always unfazed.
No one is born to be killed, who will be the person I should kill? Ye Shaoxuan's mind flashed one figure after another, and finally he fixed his thoughts on the deer man who kidnapped Xia Ziyun, this person really should be killed, and it belongs to the kind that kills a thousand knives.
The love was taken away, and the deer man was naturally the first person Ye Shaoxuan wanted to kill. But the problem is that the deer man has cultivated to a perverted lawlessness, even if the ten current Ye Shaoxuan may not be able to kill him, it seems that this deal is impossible.
Gu Buddha continued: "Little brother, you are only going to kill the people who will be your stumbling block in the Battle of a Thousand Cities, and then throw their corpses into the City Lord Seal, even if you help me. β
The battle of a thousand cities gathers heroes, everyone is arrogant, no one is convinced, if you want to win the first place in the battle of a thousand cities, it is inevitable to kill. It was reasonable for Ye Shaoxuan to kill his stumbling block, so he agreed: "Okay, I'll help you with this!"
"Little brother, if it's really refreshing, it's time for me to fulfill my promise. The ancient Buddha beckoned to Ye Shaoxuan and motioned for him to come forward.
Ye Shaoxuan walked forward after realizing it, and then jumped to the top of the tower and came face to face with the ancient Buddha. This is the first time Ye Shaoxuan has seen the face of the ancient Buddha, no one would have imagined that it would be a face without the slightest wrinkle that matched the old voice, except for the long beard, this person in front of him was definitely a young and handsome little monk.
Ye Shaoxuan looked at it in a daze and asked, "Who are you?"
"The old Buddha is called 'heart desire'. β
"Oh......"
Ye Shaoxuan never withdrew his gaze, and felt from the bottom of his heart that this person seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything.
After a long time, the ancient Buddha interrupted Ye Shaoxuan: "Little brother, I have already done you a favor, and then I will do you a second favor." β
"What!?You've done me a favor?Where are you, when, are you teasing me?" Ye Shaoxuan was puzzled by the words of the ancient Buddha.
The Ancient Buddha replied, "Just here now, I have already answered a question from you. β
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I just want to ask for a name to get acquainted, master, you don't need to be so serious. Ye Shaoxuan felt speechless for a while, so he said so.
"Uh-uh, what did I just say, did I ask you a question? No......
"The monks don't speak, and the little brother just asked me for my name. β
...... If someone knew that they could ask the Buddha Master to help answer a question, but the opportunity was wasted so freely, it was so infuriating that it could make people vomit blood for three days and three nights, and they would not be tired at all.
But Ye Shaoxuan still said: "Master, you remember wrong, I didn't ask you a question, right?"
"Hmm, didn't you ask?" the ancient Buddha looked at Ye Shaoxuan's eyes, as if he wanted to read everything about him.
Ye Shaoxuan was very uncomfortable to look at, and said incoherently: "It seems to be ...... It seems like... Didn't ask. β
The ancient Buddha smiled: "Little brother, seeing that you have an excellent Buddha fate, maybe you will be mortal in the future, and you will become a monk." You must know that monks don't speak. β
No, I'll admit it, you don't have to exaggerate. Ye Shaoxuan made up the picture of himself holding a little bald head and meditating on the bell, the beauty is not good, the beauty is scary.
"Well, I was wrong, I shouldn't have bluffed the master just now. Ye Shaoxuan lowered his head gently, and he also felt guilty from the bottom of his heart.
"Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great. If the little brother still wants to ask me questions, would you like to do me another favor?"
Ye Shaoxuan didn't want to miss this opportunity again, so he agreed, "What do you want me to help you again?"
"Thank you little brother first, I can't say what you want to help me with now. When the time comes, you'll know. β
Yes, then I owe it first, and I believe that this ancient Buddha will not let me do anything that hurts heaven and reason. Ye Shaoxuan then said cautiously: "Now I can ask you questions, right?"
Seeing the ancient Buddha nodding with a smile, Ye Shaoxuan asked, "Why is there the aura of the imprint of the warriors of the Battle of a Thousand Cities here." β
"Because the sea of blood around this tower is condensed from the corpses of those warriors, although their bodies are destroyed, their imprints belong to the power of the Heavenly Dao and will never be erased. β
Ye Shaoxuan had guesses about these, but it wasn't what he wanted to know.
The ancient Buddha continued: "It was the 30,000-year-old city lord of Luohai City who won the first place in the Battle of a Thousand Cities, and after slaughtering the other people who participated in the Battle of a Thousand Cities, he threw his corpses here. I don't know if this answer is satisfactory to the little brother?"
After listening, Ye Shaoxuan's thoughts flew wide. Thirty thousand years ago, the man full of demonic legends turned out to be the city lord of Luohai City, but why did he kill people, and what was the purpose of the ancient Buddha also asking me to throw the body into the city lord's seal?
...... At this time, Ye Shaoxuan seemed to have more doubts in his heart, this was not what he wanted. Helplessly, what I want and what I get are two parallel lines, and they will never intersect. It's like the pain of loving yourself deeply and not loving the same person.
Ye Shaoxuan wanted to throw out all the doubts in his heart, but he only had one chance, so he could only do it.
"Thank you for your answer. β
"You're welcome, you must still have a lot of questions in your heart, rest assured that you will naturally know when the Battle of Thousand Cities comes. β
Saying this, Ye Shaoxuan already seemed a little impatient, who could say anything about curiosity, but some things were really urgent.
The man 30,000 years ago was the city lord of Luohai City, and he was also the city lord of Luohai City, so doesn't that mean that I may also win the first place in the battle of a thousand cities, it is really exciting to think about. When Tuo Linghua is in his hands, then his brother will be saved, and then he can reunite with his grandmother and them, and what he experienced before, I feel that everything is worth it. Sometimes you never need any reason to pay for your family, even if you are willing to work hard.
Equating himself with the city lord of Luohai City thirty thousand years ago, although this idea is a bit naΓ―ve, but it may not be too coincidental, Ye Shaoxuan seems to have overlooked something.
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