"All things are empty in the mirror, and all things are phaseless in the end. ”

The little monk suddenly somehow recited the Buddha's horn again.

Xia Xun looked at him suspiciously: "Is there something unspeakable about the little master?"

The little monk nodded heavily: "Yes, there are some things that the little monk doesn't know whether to say or not." ”

“！！”

As soon as the words came out, everyone here suddenly stood on their hairs!

Almost at the same time, everyone stopped their movements, or looked at the little monk, or raised their heads to the sky, all of them put on a look of sincere fear. However, I don't blame them for such gaffes. After all, not long ago, the little monk's words were such a sentence, but it once attracted the thunder punishment of the Wang Realm!

Xia Xun's stiff cheeks twitched, he cautiously looked at the white clouds in the sky, and then cautiously looked at the wind direction around him, and finally he fixed his eyes on the little monk, and asked with palpitations: "Little master, will we have to provoke the Heavenly Punishment Again later?"

The little monk looked at Xia Xun blankly and said, "It shouldn't be." ”

Xia Xun was not convinced: "What do you mean by should?"

"Probably not. ”

"Perhaps?"

"Probably not. ”

"Little master, you better tell me the truth. ”

The little monk was silent for a moment, and then shook his head decisively: "Definitely not." ”

"Whew!"

With this answer, everyone here breathed a sigh of relief.

The fat monk rubbed his chest and complained timidly: "Senior brother, don't keep scaring people." I'm cowardly, old pig, but I can't stand your scare. ”

Xia Xun also breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as it doesn't involve the curse of heaven, everything is easy to discuss." You're scaring me, too. ”

"Amitabha, the little monk is at fault. ”

The little monk explained in a daze: "The reason why the little monk doesn't know whether to say it or not is because this matter is a private matter of the Xia Shi, don't look at it, don't say anything if it's incivil, and the little monk doesn't dare to say anything." ”

Xia Xun picked his eyes slightly, and asked cautiously, "Is it covering the sky?"

The little monk said, "No. ”

Xia Xun shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Oh, then it doesn't hurt for you to say it." ”

The little monk slowly stood up, put his hands together and bowed slightly to Xia Xun, and then said, "The little monk was born with a pair of eyes. ”

"I know, sharp-eyed. ”

Xia Xun said: "There are two wizards beside Yu Youran, and the woman among them can see thousands of miles, and she should be similar to the law phase. ”

"Yes. The little monk nodded: "That's true, but the little monk's eyes are a little different." The fiery eyes are twin pupils. The fire eye is the Buddha's pupil, which can see through the false and demonic obstacles. The golden eye is the pupil of the Tao, which can see through the flesh and blood of people's hearts. When Yue Yang first saw Lord Xia Shi, Xiao Sheng had already seen the special nature of Lord Xia Shi with his golden eyes. ”

"Oh?"

Xia Xun was very curious.

He never thought that his body could be called special except for the seal that had been sealed for more than ten years. After all, the sword master, the Cao Pavilion master, and even the old man who asked the heavens had asserted that he was just the most ordinary mortal body, and even if he didn't cover the sky and seal the body, it was impossible for him to transcend ordinary people.

Xia Xun asked strangely, "May I ask the little master, what is so special about my body?"

The little monk slowly walked out a few steps and came to Xia Xun. Since Xia Xun was sitting at this time, the little monk was no more than four feet tall, so his eyes were just level with the little monk.

Looking at Xia Xun's eyes, the little monk said blankly: "There is a thread in your body. ”

"Uh... line?"

"Yes. ”

The little monk stretched out a hand and pointed at Xia Xun's nose bone softly, then gently moved up to Tianling, and continued: "A very thin thread, even more than 10,000 times smaller than a hair. However, there are hundreds of millions of runes engraved online, and these runes are extremely profound, and the little monk has never seen them. It starts at the bridge of your nose, stretches out into a web, intertwines in your brain, connects with the meridians in your nucleus, and finally converges at the core of your brain to form a piece of iron that is only the length and width of your eyelashes. There are countless stars on the iron plate, and it emits an extremely faint electric current at all times. Electrical currents are redirected through the wires and meridians to your brain. Therefore, the little monk felt that the inexplicable knowledge mentioned by the donor may come from this. ”

"Uh..."

If the previous exchange between the little monk and Xia Xun was talking about myths, then what the little monk is talking about now is undoubtedly the Book of Heaven. It's incredible, it's so unfounded, it's unimaginable. Let's not talk about how there is a thread in Xia Xun's body, just saying that the thin layer of this thread is ten thousand times that of a hair, even a saint can't see it, but the little monk actually sees it, which is very nonsense. What's more, he could even see the runes carved on his head clearly.

"Amitabha Buddha, hey, the senior brother monk doesn't shoot yellow croaker. Why do I think your braggadocio is even more unsound than that of Lord Xia?"

The fat monk didn't believe it when he heard it. Luo Jue and Dushao nodded their heads.

"Such a tiny thing, the saint can't see it, how can the runes on it be engraved?"

"Little master, I don't dare to agree with what you said. The line is strange, it is impossible to break naturally, if it is implanted by an external force, it is probably something that even immortals can't do. ”

"Amitabha..."

In the face of everyone's doubts, Xia Xun thought and was speechless.

The little monk muttered a Buddha horn and said softly: "The monks don't speak, although this matter is incredible, but it is indeed what the little monk sees." Saying that, the little monk looked back at Xia Xun and continued to ask: "Whenever Lord Xia Shi is confused, he will habitually brush his hand on his nose bone, but because this action can make you more sober?"

“......”

Xia Xun knew what the little monk wanted to say.

The way of thinking about touching the nose bone with his hand was formed by him since he was a child. It was just a moment of silence before, he secretly dispersed all his divine sense, poked into his head, and searched for a long time, but he didn't find the thread that the little monk said. However, there was indeed a foreign object as thick as an eyelash in the center of his brain nucleus, but he really couldn't see the so-called rune star spots on the foreign body.

After thinking for a long time, Xia Xun asked uncertainly: "What does the little master mean, but this thread in my body is like a mechanism, it connects the meridians of my brain, and provides me with a lot of knowledge at all times, and the thread hidden under the nasal bone is the trigger hub of this mechanism?"

The little monk nodded slightly: "Perhaps, that's the case." ”

“......”

Xia Xun smiled bitterly, he couldn't confirm the truth of what the little monk said. But according to the little monk's Buddha heart, he will definitely not lie. Xia Xun could only acquiesce to its existence for the time being, but how did this line come about, how the runes on the line were depicted, and whether it was really the source of his strange knowledge. I am afraid that there is no one to answer these questions here, and even no one in the whole world can answer them. The only one who can know the answer may be the great strategist in the depths of the north, Xia Xun's grandfather.

Because, no matter how big the world is, if what the little monk said is true, it must be related to Xia Xun's grandfather.

As long as it is related to him, it is always so simple...