"Will all this happen because of me?"
Lu Ran was stunned there. What he saw before his eyes was too tragic.
Although he knew that this was just an illusion, when countless "Lujia Villages" were in the sea of blood and volcanoes, countless layers of pain were piled on top of each other.
There are more than eight kinds of suffering in the world, there are literally thousands of sufferings.
Thousands of sufferings, all living beings suffer.
When he was completely devastated, Xu Hui looked at the young man quietly, seeing how frightened he was and how he was coping.
He asked the young man: "If that's the case, do you still want me to take action?"
Everything suddenly fell silent, as if waiting for Lu Ran's answer.
hope. hope. hope.
Lu Ran's vision went dark, and he seemed to be hiding in some darkness again. He closed his eyes tightly.
I don’t know how much time passed, but it was so long that my heartbeat almost stopped.
Pa pat, it seemed like a drop of sweat was flowing down.
Snap, maybe a tear slipped down.
Snap.
Snap.
In the illusion, not only Lu Ran, but everyone saw, heard, and felt the rain coming.
Even Xu Hui stretched out his hand, trying to touch a hot raindrop.
"Three zero two two, I have hope." Lu Ran said amidst the sound of the rainstorm.
Lu Ran closed his eyes. Although he no longer saw the tragedy in front of him, he saw a huge flood again. He was wrapped in it and drifted with the current, like a part of the flood.
The flood seemed to have washed away the entire world, and everything seemed to be in the flood.
He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he was alone on the deserted island, year after year, day after day, looking at the flowing water in front of him like idle clouds.
That is "Shui Laoguan". "Shui Laoguan" is a flood that was hung up.
The "Tian'a Divine Water" in Qingwu's mouth.
He thought of the countless times he had walked in "Shui Laoguan", and then he thought of the Taoist priest who called himself Xie Qiao.
The Taoist priest said you should make some friends.
His eyes are like floods that can swallow up everything.
"Three zero two two, I have hope." Lu Ran said again amidst the sound of the rainstorm.
Finally, he remembered that he had woken up countless times and saw buildings like forests and lights like rain, making dreams come true.
Three hundred and twenty-two, that was a dream, that was a dream that I didn’t know why I had to dream.
When all the lights dimmed, a number lit up from behind Lu Ran.
No, not this killing.
The rain came suddenly and stopped suddenly.
"3022, I have hope." Lu Ran opened his eyes, looked at Xu Hui, and said, "Just think of it as asking, sir, if you borrowed your magical power once, I will pay it back in the future."
Xu Hui's face was shining with drops of sweat like rain.
Xu Hui didn't even remember the last time he sweated nervously. How had it been five hundred years ago? Or has it been thousands of years?
And how many people in this world can shock him so much that he sweats on his forehead?
Lu Ran, a destined person.
He actually used my magical power to make me fall into a hallucination in a moment?
In this illusion, I saw a great flood that destroyed the world. Where did this flood come from? Did it come from this young man's thoughts?
I also saw a strange city. Lu Ran was holding a strange iron box in his hand. On the iron box, there was written "Three Zero Two Two" that Lu Ran kept mentioning.
Three zero two two, what is that? Is it the year? Is it counting? Or a charm?
Are there any spells in this world that I, Xu Hui, don't know about?
Or is this the real doomsday, the real result?
Lu Ran, a destined person.
Unexpectedly, Li Shan and his party would have such unexpected gains.
Xu Hui made a seal with both hands, with his left hand "Qingfeng" and his right hand "Mingyue". During the Qingming Festival, everything will return to the wind and moon.
As if the breeze was blowing on their faces and the bright moon was shining on their souls, everyone came back to their senses and turned to look at Lu Ran, like a drowned rat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
"What's wrong with me?" Lu Ran woke up from a dream, waved his hand, and a large puddle of water flew out of his sleeve.
"I seem to have had a dream." When he raised his legs, another large amount of water flew out of his pants.
"I dreamed of 'Water Laoguan'." He shook his head and spit out a lot of water from his ears, nose, and mouth.
"It's so funny. He looks like a fountain." Lan Tongzi couldn't help but said.
"It's strange, where did the water come from? I seemed to have felt water just now, oh no, it was rain." Hongtongzi was a little strange and looked at Xu Hui: "Sir, are we under the illusion of others?"
"Yes. You are hallucinating, my hallucination." Xu Hui did not hide it, saying: "I originally wanted to show him the scene of the doomsday, but at the end, this young man showed us a scene instead. rain."
"To be precise, this young man actually made a rain in the precious 'Ten-faced Spiritual Realm Picture'."
"This kid is unusual. Let me just say, someone who can be picked off by the 'Star Reaching Glove' but not die must be a monster." Lan Boy reached out and wiped the tip of his nose to confirm that there were no raindrops.
"What exactly is a destined person?" Hongtongzi asked the key question.
Xu Hui did not answer, but looked at Qingwu and asked: "Little girl, what did you say he was just now?"
Qingwu tilted his head and thought: "I said? He is a magic weapon destroyer?"
Xu Hui nodded: "Yes, that's about it."
Qingwu chuckled and looked at Lu Ran again, but his heart couldn't calm down immediately.
Of everyone here, she is the only one who has seen and known that person, and only she knows where Lu Ran's Huan and Lu Ran's Water come from.
The wet Lu Ran blinked his eyes and suddenly said: "Mr. Xu, what I just said was not a joke."
"I'm asking you to borrow my magical power once, and I'll return it later."
Xu Hui's eyes had softened and there was some appreciation, and he asked again: "So, Lu Ran, did you understand my lesson?"
Lu Ran also nodded and replied: "Yes. I have to save them."
It was exactly the same as the first answer in the fantasy.
He could actually still remember what he said in the fantasy.
"What? The preface doesn't match the postscript. Sir, I'm just saying, how can you teach a fool?" Lan Tongzi couldn't help but yelled.
"Brother, you have to use your brain. That is the first lesson of the Immortal family. It is very important! Do you understand?" Hongtongzi was also a little anxious.
Only Xu Hui was expressionless, but his heart was shocked again.
He understood what the young man meant and understood that he had indeed broken through the so-called cause and effect from the beginning.
The so-called cause and effect means the result is because of you.
It bears fruit because of me.
"I have to save them." Lu Ran said again, "So I decided to borrow my magical power from my husband. Since I borrowed it, I must return it and I will definitely return it."
"Borrowing and repaying is also a kind of cause and effect." Lu Ran smiled softly, "If I borrow and return, it is still my cause and my effect, right?"
Seeing that Xu Hui didn't answer, Lu Ran added, "Besides, borrowing the favor of a big shot like Mr. Xu is not necessarily a bad thing."
"Bah! Shameless!" Qingwu reminded Xu Hui at the right time.
"Sir, this is sophistry!" Lan Tongzi responded.
"In my opinion, this is a little liar, just trying to trick us!" Red Boy rarely agreed with Lan Fu's words.
Xu Hui pondered and formed seals with his hands again. His left hand was phantom and his right hand was empty.
He wanted to go to the deepest part of Lu Ran's heart and see his original "goodness", his origin.
The word "two one" appears again.
Three light spots light up one after another.
In Wan Mountain, there is a scroll that was originally hidden in the dense forest, emitting countless golden lights.
All existence and non-being are empty formations.
Golden light blew across his face like the wind, and Lu Ran fell into fantasy again.
Memories are like a sea.
Fantasy sea.
Lu Ran saw three things.
flowers.
flame.
Ishimaru.
A dark room with only one light.
Then comes the long, hopeless darkness, the world of nothingness.
The world of nothing has finally passed, and it is the world of something.
It's a wild land, but it's full of life. There's a huge man who seems to be chasing something.
The same huge people seemed to be fighting something.
The stars are changing, creatures are evolving, and mountains and rivers are colliding.
And humans are multiplying.
It seems like thousands of years have passed like this.
Then……
Then Xu Hui saw what he least expected to see.
A pattern that is both yes and no, something and nothing, you within me, me within me, a pattern that cannot be described or even reproduced.
In the mountains and rivers, in the lakes and seas, in all things, in the pupils of a young man.
Xu Hui saw the young man drawing his sword in anger and slashing at the pattern.
