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Zhao Wu arched his hand and replied: "There is no more Ten Deaths and No Life Pill in the lower hands. This Ten Dead and Lifeless Pill is the treasure of my Qinglong Villa, and it is very difficult to refine, the people of Qinglong Villa may not be able to get one in their lifetime, and those who can get the Ten Dead and Lifeless Pill are all dead soldiers who can die for Qinglong Villa at any time. Zhuangzhong rules: Do not pass on the ten dead and lifeless pills, otherwise they will be punished as betraying the village. If it weren't for the owner's intention to befriend the master, he broke the rule that the village should not be passed on to the outside world, and ordered all the brothers to assist the master in practicing this skill, otherwise even if the skin of the mouth was worn out, the brothers would not be able to hand over the Ten Dead and Lifeless Pill in their hands. If the old man in the village knows that the owner of the village let the master eat the ninety-nine eighty-one Ten Death and No Life Pill, I don't know what will happen. Therefore, please forgive me!"

Han Xing's mind turned and he understood the meaning of Zhao Wu's words, what he meant was that this Ten Deaths and No Life Pill was very precious, and if it was eaten by outsiders, it would be punished for betrayal. If their owner intends to befriend the Cold Star, let alone the Ninety-Nine Eighty-One Ten Death and Lifeless Pill, even one, he will not be able to eat the Cold Star. Now Han Xing has practiced the first level of the Nine Tribulations Demon Skill. The sincerity of their Qinglong Villa is already full, and it is impossible to use the treasure of this town village to fill the bottomless pit of the Cold Star.

Han Xing was ashamed and said, "I see. The affection of Qinglong Villa is unforgettable for poor monks. If he can use the place of the poor monk in the future, the poor monk will not hesitate to go to the soup and the fire!"

"Master, it's serious. Zhao Wu said politely.

The owner of the Chen Pavilion on the side interjected: "Monk, in the past few days, Chen has always had a question in his heart, I wonder if the monk can solve Chen's doubts?"

"Master Chen, if you have any questions, just ask. The poor monk knows everything. ”

"Chen has witnessed the monk's ability to come back from the dead in the past few days, and he has been thinking about what the world will be like after death?"

Pavilion Master Chen's question caused Han Xing's thoughts. The world after death, the cold star has been seen, the manic black and white world, except for some immovable objects in reality, there is no movement at all, except for the cold star in the soul state, there is nothing that can move.

If such a black and white world was created specifically for Han Xing alone, even Han Xing himself would not believe it, he didn't think that he was so special that this black and white world could exist because of him. Obviously, he was just a passerby.

Han Xing was sure that there had been other beings or souls here, but he didn't know why they were gone.

Nowadays, people who die in reality do not go to that black and white world, so where will their souls go?

Han Xing didn't know the right answer, he thought for a while and said, "The poor monk knows, but the poor monk can't say it." ”

"Why can't you say that?" asked Pavilion Master Chen rhetorically.

After the poor monk said it, he harmed the donor. Everything in this world has a natural law, and spring goes to autumn, birth, old age, sickness and death are just part of this natural cycle. There is a soil for life, and there is a destination for death. Even if Master Chen knew what the world was like after death, what could he do? It only increased his troubles, but made him lose his normal heart. ”

"Master, this point is very important for Zaixia, please be sure to tell Zaixia. Pavilion Master Chen changed his title and pleaded.

Han Xing keenly noticed a trace of choking in Pavilion Master Chen's voice, which reminded him of Pavilion Master Chen's tone when he had mentioned his father, "Anyway, the poor monk told the donor what he saw. The world after death as seen by the poor monk is a world without color, there is only black and white in it, and there is no moving thing in the whole world except for the poor monk. There are no other souls of the dead either. ”

"Where did the souls of those dead go?" Pavilion Master Chen asked anxiously.

"The poor monk doesn't know. Han Xing paused and said, "The poor monk has also thought about this question countless times. After thinking about it, the poor monk felt that the poor monk's ability to practice this unprecedented Nirvana magic skill might have something to do with that black and white world.

The poor monk boldly imagined that the black and white world was empty, but the poor monk was able to travel back and forth between the two worlds with the help of Nirvana. Perhaps, in the dark, the mission of the poor monk is to guide the soul of the dead to the black and white world. ”

At this time, Zhao Wu interjected: "Could it be that the troubled times are coming?" and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

He continued, "Master, forgive me for taking the liberty of going down. A person with true magical powers like a master has great appeal among the people. If it is in the prosperous times, it does not matter, but if it is in the troubled times, it is very likely that the court will be beaten into the list of "demon monks". Now, the master's self-protection and horizontal training have achieved a little success, and he has the help of Nirvana's divine skills, but he is not afraid of being hurt by others, but what if the other party traps the master in a Jedi? At that time, even if the master's divine skills are peerless, there is no place for them, wouldn't it be too much of a loss? Master, according to the following opinion, do not show the Nirvana divine skill in front of the world, so as not to arouse the jealousy of the imperial court. ”

Zhao Wu's words suddenly woke up Han Xing, although he is now a little successful in talismania, but he is not invincible, even if he can be resurrected, there are many ways to restrain the resurrection, if he happens to be hit by someone, wouldn't it make the resurrection meaningless?

Han Xing nodded and praised: "What the donor said is extremely true. I also ask you to keep it confidential. ”

"No problem......"

At this time, a person came in from outside the house, but it was the owner of Zhao Zhuang of Qinglong Villa. I don't know what happened to make her smile. When she saw Han Xing, she didn't have the cold feeling that she had rejected a few days ago, but shouted happily: "Monk, tomorrow's Buddha Treasure Conference, are you interested in participating?"

Han Xing replied, "Poor monks naturally can't miss such a grand event. ”

Zhao Zhuang said angrily: "Okay, monk, you will go to the Buddha Treasure Conference with the master of this village tomorrow to rob the Buddha Treasure!"

"The owner, no, the owner of the village, I can't help it, I'm afraid we won't be able to grab it this time. Zhao Wu hurriedly came out to stop him, and his expression returned to the dog-legged appearance when Han Xing first saw him.

Lord Zhao raised his eyebrows and said, "Why can't you rob it?" Could it be that you are afraid that the iron fist will not succeed?"

Zhao Wu shook his head and said, "Definitely." Our division is unknown this time, and I am afraid that we will fall into the prestige of our Qinglong's cottage. ”

"The teacher is nameless?" Zhao Zhuang said dumbfoundedly: "He will hold a Buddha treasure conference with his iron fist, but he will not invite me Qinglongzhai and do not put my Qinglongzhai in his eyes." I took this opportunity to teach them a lesson, how did I become a teacher?"

"The owner of the village, this is their gift list for making up the invitation and apology. Zhao Wu took out a stack of paper from his sleeve and said: "The gift list is generous, which is worth the ten years of hard work of our Qinglong Village." He said that at the Buddha Treasure Conference, the big boss of the Iron Fist Club personally apologized to the owner of the village in front of the heroes and heroes of Huangquan Road. The owner of the village, according to the villain's opinion, the Iron Fist will fold face in public, and the owner of the village is angry, and the Buddha treasure, the owner of the village also looks down on it, why don't you just go to join in the fun tomorrow? I heard that after the opening of the conference, it is a martial arts competition, if the owner of the village is interested, you can go up and show your majesty, not only out of the limelight, but also to deter the heroes, so that they dare not underestimate our Qinglong Village!"

"Hmm. That's right, tomorrow I will do as Xiao Wu said!" Zhao Zhuang nodded and walked out, and suddenly, she came back and said, "That, monk, can you join me tomorrow to participate in the Buddha Treasure Conference?"

Zhao Wu's eyes widened when he heard this, and this time the owner of Zhao Zhuang did not lower his voice and pretend to be a man's voice, but the original female voice. Zhao Zhuang's voice may be because he has lowered his voice for a long time, and his voice is a little hoarse, which sounds very mature and lazy.

Han Xing didn't seem to hear the difference in Zhao Zhuang's voice, and naturally replied: "That's exactly what I mean! Originally, the poor monk and Chen Shizhu were interested in participating in the Buddha Treasure Conference, so let's go together tomorrow and take care of it." ”

(The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the strength of the wine I drank at noon is now coming up again, and I am so trapped that I can't open my eyes.) Being allergic to alcohol is undoubtedly a big regret in life!)