The ashes fell like snowflakes and sprinkled under the gloomy sky, and its mass was far lighter than real rain and snow, so its trajectory was slow and disorderly, and a single breath of the breeze was enough to change its trajectory.

Born like duckweed, rootless and flocculent.

Above the dark clouds, a Buddha stood with a smile, the Buddha behind him was restrained, and the twelve-grade golden lotus under his feet had sprouted a thick layer of dust.

The divine light in his eyes appeared, and he waved his long sleeves to dispel the thick clouds and fog in front of him, and when he stepped out, the void shattered, and with a lightning bolt tearing the sky, the black rain in the sky burst down, like a raindrop the size of a soybean slapping against the chaotic city of Hangzhou, crackling.

The rain crackled, the wind whimpered, and in front of the huge pit of the Provincial Museum, a group of monks had already surrounded Zhou Bai.

The pale little hand was raised gently in hesitation, Xiaoqing looked up at Zhou Bai's side face, at this moment, she suddenly felt that Zhou Bai was so strange, strange as if it was another person.

Someone she didn't know, but knew well.

Trembling, the cold fingers grabbed the corners of Zhou Bai's clothes, tightly grasped the corners of the clothes between the fingers, the white fingers became more and more pale, Xiaoqing didn't dare to let go, maybe last time, she was broken free, but this time, she was unwilling to let go.

Iron Fist said coldly: "Zhou Bai, what is your origin?" One after another magic weapons with different divine lights lit up from everyone's hands, and the monks present were all official representatives sent by various forces, and the relationship was already good on weekdays, and at the same time they had resisted the invasion of foreign forces.

Over the years, after several hard battles, not a single person was injured!

And now, even the face of the enemy has been encountered, and Zixuan Daoyou has fallen, how can they not be angry?

Anger rises from the heart, but there is nowhere to go.

Yes, all eyes fell on Zhou Bai in unison, although they knew that Zhou Bai was not the demon monk Zixuan met in the backyard, but the suppressed anger in their hearts found an outlet for catharsis.

The cold light is cold and murderous.

The iron fist from the military forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, took a step forward, and asked, "What do you mean by what you said? How do you know that Zixuan is not dead?!"

The more advanced the cultivation, the more majestic the aura, now everyone's aura is locked on Zhou Bai alone, the air within a radius of ten steps seems to be frozen, Bai Susu and Xu Shiwen only feel that their hearts are getting more and more dull, and they can't even breathe.

Fortunately, the people present were all famous and decent, so they naturally would not embarrass ordinary people, and when the two of them supported each other and withdrew from the encirclement, the suffocating panic eased a little.

Xu Shiwen shook Bai Susu's cold palm, and the two looked worriedly at Xiaoqing, who was reluctant to leave in the crowd.

It's strange to say, if it was usual, with Xiaoqing's three-legged cat's kung fu, she would have been shocked back by the aura of Iron Fist and others, but now she didn't feel anything, tears surged in her eyes, and in her blurred vision, only Zhou Bai was left.

Zhou Bai frowned slightly, looked around and said, "I just said my intuition." The surrounding gaze became colder and colder, Zhou Bai sighed lightly, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "As for who I am, won't you know after a little investigation?"

Holding Xiao Qing's palm with his backhand, the rough and hot palm was wrapped in coldness and trembling, Zhou Bai turned his head to look at Xiao Qing and smiled: "Do you believe me?"

Xiao Qing nodded with teary eyes, and choked up, "I believe you..... Just ......"

Zhou Bai smiled: "Zixuan didn't die, she just returned to where she was supposed to go." After a pause, Zhou Bai looked at the bottomless abyss behind him and continued: "And the person she has been looking for." ”

Iron Fist's complexion changed, Zhou Bai was already surprised that he could ignore the coercion of the monk as an ordinary person, and now Zhou Bai took Xiaoqing's hand and dared to break through the encirclement of everyone, which made him a little incredulous.

As Zhou Bai slowly walked towards the giant pit, the surrounding monks also inexplicably retreated, until the two of them stood in front of the abyss, everyone reacted, and looked at each other one by one, but no one dared to come forward to question.

"Look there. Zhou Bai raised his arm, and his palm full of iron filings and burns slowly spread out, and the light in his palm was swirling, reflecting a green grassy valley in the void, surrounded by green mountains not far away, and the river under his feet surrounded the city, Xiaoqing's eyebrows raised slightly, and he hesitated: "Dujiangyan?"

Xiaoqing's family is from Qingcheng Mountain in Shu, and she is naturally very familiar with Dujiangyan, but her hesitation is that Dujiangyan in the picture seems to be a little different from Dujiangyan in Shu?

The door of Fulongguan is half-covered, and the green smoke is swirling in it, and there seem to be pilgrims worshipping.

As a chuckle like a wind chime came from the stone path, a girl with pigtails ran into the temple in three steps and two steps, and the door opened with a bang, revealing the scenery of the courtyard.

Iron Fist's eyes shrank, and he quietly looked at the Shudi monk next to him, and saw that the other party was also full of puzzlement, so he bowed his head and said, "That's true." ”

At this time, the real Fulong Temple should be full of tourists, how can it be so empty?

From the moment the girl appeared, he noticed that the other person's clothes were by no means modern.

As the door opened, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, but saw a woman in purple sitting on her back in the Taoist temple, but in front of her was a newly built earthen tomb.

The woman's long hair was like a waterfall, her skin was like snow, and her long purple dress was stained with mud, which was obviously just stained with mud.

Looking at the woman's back, Xiaoqing was stunned: "Aunt Zixuan?"

With her, it was the little girl's 'mother'.

The woman turned around, and everyone was shocked, sure enough! This woman is Zixuan!

"Mother, what is this?" The girl tilted her head, looking at the mound in front of her curiously, her blinking eyes were clear and clear, and she was carefree in ignorance.

After a moment of silence, Zi Xuan smiled: "This is my past and your future." As if sensing a peeping gaze, Zi Xuan looked up at the endless blue sky, her eyes sparkling, and the phantom in Zhou Bai's hand was shattered and eliminated at the same time.

Retracting her gaze, Zixuan lifted the bluestone beside her and wrote with one finger at a glance:

"The Tomb of the Dead Husband Zhou Bai"

As if she suddenly thought of something, Zixuan reached out and cut off a strand of green silk, tied it with a ribbon, and buried it in front of the grave.

Holding Qing'er's little hand, Zixuan whispered: "Na~ annoying......"

.......

"This is..... Parallel worlds?" Iron Fist said in a deep voice, although it was a question, but his tone was already eight points convinced.

This is a whole person, not a thought, an illusion.

Not only him, but all the monks present saw this, you must know that the monks who are used in the country are the elite of all forces, although none of the monks present have cultivated the realm of earth immortals, but the strength of each of them is not inferior to ordinary earth immortals.

Cultivation is the process of enlightenment, during which there is no opportunistic shortcuts, there are thousands of paths, but different paths lead to the same end.

With their vision, they naturally know that if such a vivid and specific person can be created in the imaginary fantasy world, then even if it is fake, it should be true.

When there is no difference between fantasy and reality, fantasy is reality.

If Zixuan just now was just an illusion. It is impossible to hide from them. This seems to illustrate another point, that world is really an unexpected real world.

Heaven and earth are not the only universe, in other universes, there is also another self, and his experience with his own can be extremely similar or very different.

It's like if you are facing a smooth mirror, and inside is a mirror image exactly like you, but if you are facing an uneven mirror, then you in the mirror may be one of the four scenarios of being tall, short, fat and thin.

But the essence of this mirror image is still to use itself as a template to distort.

This concept is not only the domain of science in inquiry, but also the place where practitioners want to peek.

However, this ethereal but real place was unexpectedly summoned by an ordinary young man?

Iron Fist narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Bai in front of him.

As the phantom dissipated, Zhou Bai in front of him seemed to have put down something, and the mysterious aura of Shicai disappeared.

"Do you remember what happened?" Iron Fist asked suddenly.

Zhou Bai was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Of course." With a clenched fist, the white palms and slender fingers were no longer full of iron scars. Xiaoqing also sensed Zhou Bai's changes, and looked at Zhou Bai with a puzzled face.

patting Xiaoqing's hair, Zhou Bai smiled and said, "Let's go." ”

The footsteps lifted, and the two of them had disappeared without a trace.

'What kind of power is this?!' When he heard Zhou Bai's 'let's go', Iron Fist felt that something was wrong, and when he reacted and reached out to grab Zhou Bai, the two people in front of him had disappeared without warning.

"Zhou Bai!" Iron Fist turned around suddenly, frowned, and said, "Control Bai Susu and Xu Shiwen!"

Halfway through speaking, he realized that Bai Susu and Xu Shiwen in the crowd had also disappeared.

.......

Jianye District, Nanjing.

Xiaoqing had been to Zhou Bai's house and naturally understood where he was, while Xu Shiwen and Bai Susu scanned the sword embryos and waste swords in the courtyard half frightened and half worried.

"Xiaoqing, is this?" Bai Susu asked with a wincing face, she had simply subverted all her worldviews during this time, how could she, who had been a good girl since she was a child, think that she would fall into such a strange incident? With the courage of ordinary people, she can still speak in this situation, she is already very remarkable.

Xiaoqing gently held Bai Susu's palm and said with a smile: "This is Zhou Bai's home. After thinking about it, Xiaoqing added, "Hmm... We should be in Jianye District of Nanjing now. ”

"As for why we're here?" Xiaoqing looked at Zhou Bai, her clear eyes full of tenderness and trust.

Zhou Bai scratched his head, shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you stay there, I will be in trouble, and you will also be in trouble." So I took you away. ”

Seeing that Zhou Bai was peaceful as usual, Xu Shiwen's heart calmed down a little, and asked quietly: "It's okay for you to go with Xiaoqing, what's the trouble between me and Su Su?"

Zhou Bai smiled bitterly: "If Xiaoqing and I leave, you and Bai Susu's trouble will come." ”

Xu Shiwen said clearly: "Also, if you leave, Su Su and I will become protons." As for the sentence 'Why did you run away?' he didn't ask, at this time he could only test Zhou Bai's attitude a little bit, instead of blocking Zhou Bai's answer.

After all, the young man in front of him no longer seems to be an 'ordinary person' in Xiaoqing's mouth.

Zhou Bai noticed Xu Shiwen's flashing eyes, and said with a smile: "Things are not as simple as you think, it is not troublesome to deal with the official person, it is another person who is in trouble." ”

Xu Shiwen said tentatively: "Burning the lamp ancient Buddha?"

Zhou Baileng paused for a moment, puzzled: "How do you know?"

Xu Shiwen scratched his head and said with a smile: "Su Su forced me to read a lot during this time, and I vaguely remember that there is a book in which it is written that Fa Ming Zen Master is the incarnation of the evil corpse of the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp, combined with these experiences, I will roughly guess it." Xu Shiwen recalled, "Two consecutive exhibitions of cultural relics are related to the ancient Buddha of the lantern, and the first time we met 'Fa Ming' was on the day of the coffin lantern exhibition, whether he was for 'Zhou Bai' or 'coffin lantern', he finally arrived at the museum." ”

Zhou Bai said: "That's true. ”

Got Zhou Bai's approval, Xu Shiwen instantly became proud, and didn't care about Bai Susu's tugging at the corners of his clothes, Xu Shiwen shook his head and said: "Several of us heard the Buddha's name that day, although we didn't see him appear, but the coffin lamp must have been stolen by him!" Xu Shiwen asserted, "This time it's very strange, Fa Ming not only really made a move, but also blew up the entire museum into flying ashes, presumably it was the staff who persuaded us to clear the field, and then the official monks fought with him, which caused this consequence." ”

Quietly glanced at Xiaoqing and found that Xiaoqing did not have any different colors on his face, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time he muttered in his heart.

Regardless of whether the phantom that Zhou Bai summoned in front of the giant pit was true or not, Zixuan was dead after all, why did Xiaoqing only grieve for a while and then return to normal?

Sensing Xu Shiwen's eyes, Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Although Aunt Zixuan is my family, she is not a blood relative in my clan. Looking at the gazes cast by the three of them, Xiao Qing's head said, "Since she has returned to that place, there are some things to tell others." ”

"Aunt Zixuan is an outsider. Xiaoqing recalled: "She has no past, and she doesn't have a surname, since I can remember, she has been a guest of my Cen family, and I remember that she was very good to me when I was a child, but for some reason as I grew up, she gradually hated me, and that kind of look was like I took away what she wanted most....."

Xiaoqing smiled bitterly, "I have nothing, what can I take away from you?"

I've been looking for someone, and she doesn't know who she's looking for.

A complicated look was hidden in Zhou Bai's eyes, he knew why Zixuan was hostile to Xiaoqing, but he couldn't say it, he didn't want to lie, but he could choose not to say it.

Looking at the vast void, Zhou Bai said faintly: "Outsiders have to return to where they should go after all, Zixuan has already gone back, what about you?"

The light of the Buddha appeared in the void, the golden lotus paved the way, and the Sanskrit voice whispered.

Lighting the lamp sat cross-legged with a kind face.

"When the poor monk gets back what belongs to him, he will leave. ”

Is this a coffin lamp in the room that has been calcined by flames, or is it this unreal world?

At this point, there is no need for explanation.