Huikong's golden body shone with Buddha's light, seeming to be saying something.
The cool breeze blows, and the grass on the riverside sways.
Su Mo smiled hoarsely, "It would be funny if you said that outsiders knew that the dignified Lord Kuye of Xuankong Temple was not as good as you in my eyes."
"However, he is indeed inferior to you. He has never even seen fate."
"Don't ask me what I want to do when I discuss Taoism with him. In fact, I don't know."
Su Mo laughed to himself, "I originally thought that I could find your shadow in Xuankong Temple, but I didn't expect that it was nothing."
"But his cultivation level is higher than yours, and he has the strength of the Holy Realm."
"You don't even have any cultivation."
As Su Mo spoke, he became slightly dissatisfied, "Tell me, if you had cultivated hard back then and strived to become a saint in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, would I have been in such trouble?"
"You won't be forced to death by a mere Yugu."
Having said this, Su Mo fell into silence, opening his mouth and not speaking again for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Mo smiled bitterly and then shook his head.
"You figured out that I would be lonely in Jiutian all my life, and you really figured it out."
"And now that I'm here in the world, no one comes to tell my fate."
"How about you calculate it for me again and see what my fate is in this world? I want to cheat. If there is no danger, I will go wandering."
"If there are no variables, I will mess it up."
“It’s really hard to live these days when we can’t see the way forward clearly.”
Su Mo patted Huikong's shoulder, stood up slowly, and stared at Huikong's golden body. There seemed to be something there, and he became even more confused.
"It's so strange. When other people die, their bodies rot and turn into withered bones."
"Why is your body not only not corrupted but also turned into a golden body..."
"Did you cheat your death?"
"Are you afraid that my experience in Jiutian will be brought into trouble by you, so you will lie to death first?"
Huikong's golden body was still sitting there, looking at the Wangchuan River.
Su Mo shook his head feeling bored, walked back to the redwood coffin, patted the coffin lid, and sat down on the ground.
Looking at the mahogany coffin, Su Mo's eyes revealed longing.
"Baixue, do you know?"
"I found my brother's beauty, my sister-in-law."
"She and my brother are just like you and me. We were placed at opposite ends of the floating leaves by fate, and we were born to be enemies."
"But they are separated by the sea of stars and are old enemies." M.biQuge.biZ
There was a gentle heartbeat in the mahogany coffin, which seemed to be saying something to Su Mo.
Su Mo lowered his head, leaned against the coffin, and said softly: "Do I want to tell you about my plan to take over?"
The mahogany coffin did not respond, but the sound of the heartbeat continued.
Su Mo said to himself: "Next, there are two things to do."
"First, there is no long river in the first heaven that can turn into the world in one leaf. I doubt it is in the second heaven."
"So I'm going to visit the Second Heaven."
"But the Immortal Gate is closed, so let that idiot from the Ji Clan explore the way first. If it doesn't work, I'll think of another way."
"Don't be in a hurry, take your time, the ancient road to immortality is not that easy."
"Secondly, the reincarnation scroll of the Book of Life and Death was opened, but he didn't give any explanation."
"I suspect it has something to do with my spiritual sea."
"They are so similar to the rumors recorded in my hometown that they look exactly the same."
"Maybe I found a way to resurrect you."
Su Mo turned around and looked at the pontoon bridge on the river that led to who knows where...
When the soul passes through the River of Forgetfulness, its thoughts remain on the other side.
After forgetting the river, there is reincarnation...
"So, I want to try..." Su Mo said softly.
"But I don't know exactly what will happen, so I wanted to ask you what you mean."
The Book of Life and Death and his current spiritual sea are so transcendent that even the goddess cannot see them clearly.
He didn't know what would happen after blindly sending Ning Baixue's coffin across Wangchuan River...
He didn't know what kind of price he would have to pay for this method, and he didn't dare to try it by killing just anyone.
If he could only bear the price of this method once, wouldn't it be a waste?
Everything happens in a cyclical cycle of cause and effect. He doesn't believe that resurrecting a person does not require him to pay the price...
"But don't worry about this. We'll wait until we reach the second heaven."
Su Mo smiled slightly, seemingly full of expectation.
"Let's go. I'll come back to see you in two days."
Su Mo stood up, patted Ning Baixue's coffin, turned and left.
Walking to the gate of Linghai, Su Mo suddenly paused and turned to look at the golden body of Huikong by the river, "Huikong, actually I never believed that you died like this."
"I still feel like you've been deceiving me."
"But it doesn't matter. Whether you are cheating on me or not, I will know the answer soon."
Su Mo smiled, turned around and stepped out of the spiritual sea.
The voices in the spiritual sea disappeared, and the vastness was deserted.
The golden body of Huikong sitting cross-legged by the river, the Buddha's light shines brightly in the cool breeze.
However, something seems to be swaying in the Buddha's light, but the outline cannot be clearly seen...
...
When Su Mo came out of the spiritual sea, he saw Shu Sheng and Yan Zhi sitting in front of him.
This was a guest room in Xuankong Temple. As soon as Su Mo arrived in the guest room, he went back to Linghai.
Shu Sheng and Yan Zhi smiled slowly when they saw Su Mo coming out.
Rouge lowered her head and said nothing. She seemed to not care about anything anymore. What she saw in front of her made her very satisfied.
Guarding that man's brother was the only thing she wanted to do now.
"It seems that Changsheng came to this Hanging Temple not just to get back the Demon Saint's soul?" The Book Saint asked Su Moxiao.
Su Mo waved his hand, "How does senior know?"
The Book Saint gave a bitter smile, "If you only want to get back the Demon Saint's soul, Changsheng will not discuss the Tao with the Withered Leaf Venerable."
"Changsheng probably wants to gain something from these four days of discussion."
Su Mo nodded, went up and sat next to Shu Sheng and Yan Zhi, took a sip of tea.
"Senior is right, I win today's discussion."
"There are still three days to go. It doesn't matter whether we win or lose. What's important is that I have to tell him that he is wrong!"
Yanzhi raised his head in confusion, looked at Su Mo, and asked softly, "What do you want? Can't we just grab it?"
The corner of Shusheng's mouth twitched when he heard this... Why did Senior Rouge's temperament change so quickly.
What about that indifferent look before?
Su Mo looked at Zhang Yang Yanzhi and seemed to feel happy in his heart.
She finally no longer looks that lonely forever...
However, Su Mo shook his head, "I can't get what I want."
"Oh?" The Book Sage was stunned, "What is so mysterious!"
Su Mo turned his head and looked in the direction of the Buddhist temple.
"A most sacred object of Buddhism!"
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Let me tell you something interesting today. I was playing a game when my phone suddenly rang, and I was stunned... Normally no one would look for me.
Open it and see, oh, little rich woman!
Hang up and answer the phone immediately (I'm sorry, teammate...)
I asked the little rich woman: What? Miss me?
The little rich woman said: I have finished writing "The Sound of Cicada Sends Off to Yangxi", you can come to me...
Why the hell did she write so fast?
I instantly looked crazy and was about to agree, when I touched two and a half yuan in my pocket. After thinking for a long time, I decided to forget it...
I can't even afford to open the room...
So I refused righteously: Are you kidding me? Am I that kind of person?
Biquge
