"You will naturally know when you see him. If you want to see him alive, you want to see his corpse. No matter what, you must bring him back. After the watermark ad test watermark ad test is completed, I will give you the gift in the name of the Holy Spirit. Temporarily hold the right to hold the sacred objects of the Locus Temple." The Holy Spirit said.
"Can I really hold a sacred object?" Xiao was surprised and happy. Each of the six temples has a sacred object. Xiao himself is from the Locus Temple. If he can hold the sacred objects of the Locus Temple, his strength will definitely be great. With the increase in magnitude, it will not be difficult to destroy Luoyang.
"Sacred objects cannot leave the temple for too long, and it is not easy to stay on the earth for a long time. You can hold them for one day." The Holy Spirit said.
"That's enough." Xiao gritted his teeth and said.
"Go." The Holy Spirit said calmly.
Xiao jumped into the Lake of Worry again. This time he still felt that his body was sinking, as if there were many invisible hands of resentful spirits pulling his body.
But compared to the first time when he came down, the intensity had weakened a lot. Xiao swam forward desperately to prevent himself from sinking into the bottomless abyss.
There are three thousand threads of trouble in the world, and the bones are easily broken and I want peace.
Without desires, one is strong. If a person has no desires, he will have no worries.
But people are still people after all. If there is no lust at all, then what is the difference between being alive and a walking dead?
It is impossible for anyone to be free from worries. If you have worries, it is impossible to swim across the Lake of Worries alive, let alone reach the other shore.
It seemed that the other shore was not far away, but no matter how desperately Xiao swam there, the other shore was always close in front of him, but he could not reach it.
The body in the lake seemed to be entangled with silk threads one after another, making it increasingly difficult for Xiao's body to move as he slowly sank to the bottom of the lake, where all mortal things ended up.
Xiao felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring. He had known for a long time that even if he was promoted to the myth of the Lake of Troubles, if he wanted to reach the other side, he would still have a narrow escape.
"I can't die yet!" Xiao bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to use the pain to wake himself up.
But this method was obviously of no use. He bit the tip of his tongue, but he only felt numb. Blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, and he felt nothing.
"Still can't get through?" Shengshen looked at Xiao who was gradually sinking to the bottom of the lake from a distance, and couldn't help but frowned.
There are many powerful creatures who have difficulty swimming across the Lake of Worry, even strong men from different dimensions. But that weak human being swam across the Lake of Worry in a certain death situation, which was witnessed by the Holy Spirit.
So the Holy Spirit has been trying to use humans to reach the other side. Xiao is not the first to try, and he will not be the last.
"It's a pity. This man's talent and will are the best among saints." Xiao's current position, even the Holy God cannot bring him back, so the Holy God is a little sorry, but it is only It was just a passing thought.
After all, he is just a human being and can be cultivated slowly in the future. If one dies, more saints will appear in the future. He has plenty of time to wait.
Seeing that Xiao was about to sink to the bottom of the lake, the Holy Spirit was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he saw Xiao in the lake, his body struggling desperately.
As he struggled, the invisible threads of worry that bound his body gradually receded, and Xiao, who was about to sink to the bottom of the lake, gradually floated up.
"How can his consciousness be so pure? Can hatred really make a person so pure?" The Holy God was a little surprised when he looked at Xiao who was swimming towards the other side again.
But other than that, he really couldn't think of any kind of power that could make Xiao's heart so pure.
In Xiao's mind, some memories that had been sealed away were reviving bit by bit.
On the grass in the suburbs, two children were wrestling with each other.
"I'm the strongest."
"I am the strongest."
While the two children were fighting, a tall, thin, middle-aged man passed by and stood nearby to watch with interest.
After watching for a while, the middle-aged man seemed to feel a little bored, and suddenly his figure flashed, and he picked up the two children who were struggling with each other by their collars in one hand.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" "Let me go!" The two children kicked and fought and struggled desperately, but the middle-aged man was tall and thin, with extremely long arms, and their short legs were not enough. The body of a less than middle-aged man.
"Don't you want to tell who is stronger? You can't tell the difference this way. Let me tell you how to tell who is the strongest." The middle-aged man said, his figure flashed away, and he quickly moved towards the distance. The mountains and forests move away.
On the top of a mountain that looks like a sword, someone placed a piece of wood, like a seesaw, with only the middle part standing on the top of the mountain.
On both sides of the wood stood a child. The weight of their bodies affected the balance of the wood, causing the wood to rise and fall, as if it would fall into the abyss at any time.
"If you want to duel, it must be in a place like this. As long as you defeat your opponent, then the other one will naturally be the strongest without any dispute." The middle-aged man stood on the branches of an ancient tree on a nearby mountain peak protruding from the cliff. He looked at the two children and said.
If it were an ordinary teenager, he would probably wet his pants in fear at this time, and maybe even drop out of fear.
However, although the two children were young and a little nervous, they were not as scared as ordinary children. They moved their bodies slowly and tried hard to keep the wood balanced so as not to fall due to tilt.
At their age, they could behave so calmly, which made the middle-aged man even more interested.
"It's actually very simple to kill your opponent. You just need to run to the middle position faster than the opponent. If the wood loses balance, the opponent will naturally fall. The one who survives, I will send him back." the man said.
The two children looked at each other, and almost at the same time, they both rushed towards the middle.
"Interesting." The middle-aged man found it even more interesting.
The two children reached the middle position almost at the same time, but the top of the mountain was too sharp, and there were slippery cliffs below, making it impossible for anyone to stand.
One of the children reached out to push the other child without hesitation, trying to push him down.
But who knew that the other child did not push forward like him, but instead leaned slightly and jumped up.
The child who reached out to push did not expect such a move at all. He used too much force and his body rushed over. There was no weight support on the other side, and the wood suddenly slipped down.
The child's body also fell downwards along with the wood.
