"Boom~" The speed of the blood shadow was very fast. The sword energy had already hit the tower door before others arrived.
However, the tower door was not shattered by his sword energy, and his sword energy was not bounced back. On the contrary, his sword energy seemed to be swallowed up by an energy. What surprised Chu Bai and Xueying even more was that
There was a "squeak" sound from the unbroken tower door, and then it opened automatically.
It's like... it's like someone is inside and opened the door.
Xueying and Chu Bai stopped at the same time, stood outside the pagoda door and looked inside. Then they saw a monk sitting cross-legged on the ground with a long-depleted body.
Yes, he is a monk, because the ring scars on his head are very clear, and the clothes on his body are not rotten. He has his eyes closed and holds a long string of rosary beads in both hands. The rosary beads are dark brown and shine.
"Master, junior, I'm sorry to disturb you!" Since Chu Bai said before that the monk opened his eyes, he did not rush in directly, but bowed to the monk's corpse.
Chu Bai also frowned slightly.
However, after the two of them bowed, the monk still did not open his eyes.
Xueying and Chu Bai looked at each other, and then stepped into the tower gate.
There was a "buzz~" sound, and at the moment when the two of them stepped forward at the same time, the monk whose body had long been exhausted actually opened his eyes, and his eyes were extremely profound. The two of them only came into contact with this gaze for a moment.
, he could not move, and even his soul was instantly imprisoned.
That's right, Chu Bai's soul was imprisoned. He couldn't get in touch with the Renhuang Bi and couldn't move his body. It was as if a immobilization spell had been cast on him. The two of them even had no idea of struggling.
"Ka~ka~ka~" After opening his eyes, the mummy's body began to shake, and the sound of bones hitting each other also sounded. Then, he stood up and walked towards Chu Bai and Xueying.
Xueying and Chu Bai were so shocked that their hairs stood on end, but they couldn't move. The imprisonment of their souls made their spiritual thoughts disappear.
After a step, a trace of blood appeared on the mummy.
After two steps, his hair began to grow.
After three steps, his dark brown skin actually fell off, and then new skin grew. His whole person also became alive after these three steps.
He was a very fat monk, and he even had a big belly. However, there was no fierce look on his face. What he showed was smile and goodwill anyway.
When he walked in front of Xueying and Chu Bai, he stopped, then stretched out his hand and grabbed the Human Emperor Pen in Chu Bai's hand.
That's right, he grabbed the Human Emperor's Pen!
Chu Bai was about to cry at this moment. He had long known that some bullshit magical place or a place of creation was the most unsafe. That Zu Zhi was a good example back then. Although he got a lot of information from Zu Zhi,
Destiny, but he almost died.
But now, he doesn't have a long memory and has forgotten the previous dangers, so he ran to such a ghost place again!
He wanted to take the Human Emperor's Brush back into his soul, but the Human Emperor's Brush did not respond at all. He was frozen, his body was frozen, and his spirit was frozen. So at this time, although he had thoughts, he could not do anything.
"Very good. The fact that you were chosen means that it was your fate." After the fat monk played with the Human Emperor's Pen for a while, he put it back in Chu Bai's hand.
Chu Bai was a little confused. What did this fat monk mean?
But before he could understand what it meant, the fat monk stretched out his finger again and tapped directly on his eyebrows!
Chu Bai's soul swayed violently, and he suddenly felt an extremely powerful thought power spinning around in the depths of his soul!
"So that's it!" In just a moment, the fat monk retracted his finger, and then showed a hint of confusion, as if he had seen something and understood something.
But Chu Bai was really confused because he didn't know what the fat monk was talking about.
What was it like? What did he mean by this?
At this time, the fat monk looked at Xue Ying again, then shook his head and said: "You have a lot of inner demons. There are some things that don't belong to you, but you have to force it. It would be strange if the inner demons don't appear." He
While commenting, he pointed at Xue Ying's Tianling with his finger!
"Hoo~" Xue Ying was originally extremely frightened, but after the fat monk finished pointing, he also felt a sense of relaxation all over his body, the sense of urgency of maintaining health for many years, and the sudden evil thoughts.
Disappeared.
Xueying guessed that this fat monk helped him completely get rid of his inner demons.
"Well, the emperor is leaving, and this Linglong Tower will be left to him!" He pointed at Chu Bai, and then explained: "It is useful in your hands, but useless in his hands!"
This ‘he’ refers to Blood Shadow, who he said is useless in the hands of Blood Shadow.
"The road ahead for you is extremely bumpy, and we don't know whether we will live or die, so take care of yourself. My name is Ding Guang. I hope you can chop away the shackles and thorns in the dark, and finally meet the emperor." The fat monk said this.
At that moment, his body began to fade, then turned into specks of light, and finally dissipated!
And just when those light spots disappeared, Chu Bai and Xue Ying also found that they could move, and the imprisonment of their souls also disappeared.
The two looked at each other in shock. This fat monk was actually Ding Guang? The ancestor of Buddhism, the supreme figure who opened up the Buddhist kingdom?
Also, he calls himself the emperor!
What does this emperor mean? Logically speaking, he should call himself the Buddha, or a poor monk or something like that? He is a monk after all.
But he calls himself the emperor!
What is the emperor? The emperor is the master!
"Is he dead or not? How is he alive?" Chu Bai was very strange at this time. Is this ancestor Dingguang dead or not? His body was exhausted and turned into a mummy, but he took three steps
After that, it returned to its original state. How did this person do it?
If he's not dead, why is he sitting here?
"Amitabha!~" Just when Chu Bai finished asking, the bloody figure dressed as a Taoist priest suddenly chanted the Buddha's name, and then his body twisted, and in the blink of an eye he turned into the original appearance of a little novice monk.
"Almsgiver Chu, Xiaomi has realized it!" He clasped his hands to Chu Bai and sat down.
Chu Bai was a little dumbfounded, what did this Xueying realize? What exactly did Patriarch Dingguang do for him with his finger on his heavenly spirit?
However, Xueying seemed to have truly had an epiphany. He sat on the ground and muttered to himself, as if he was reciting some scriptures. At the same time, with this change in him, no inner demons appeared.
Chu Bai took a deep breath. It was a good thing that Xue Ying had no inner demons! It was also a good thing that he had enlightenment.
He didn't move, nor did he go inside to look for any treasures. Instead, he sat down with Xue Ying and waited for him to understand.
He knew very well that he was not the kind of person who ate alone, so even if there were other treasures in the tower, he would not get them alone. If he did, he would get them together with Blood Shadow.
Fortunately, Xueying's epiphany did not last too long. After about ten minutes, his chanting ended. At the same time, he raised his head and glanced at Chu Bai, and then smiled: "Xiao Mi suddenly realized that he wanted to Now that I understand what I want, I also understand some truths. Donor Chu, please go in and look for the treasure. I’ll wait for you here!”
"You're not going in?" Chu Bai said in surprise.
Xueying shook his head: "What's yours is mine, and what's mine is also yours!"
"Master, what you said is too profound, I can't understand it!" Chu Bai joked.
"Haha!" Hearing Chu Bai's words, Xueying actually laughed and looked very happy.
"Go ahead and ignore me." Xueying continued to shake his head.
"Okay, then you wait for me here!" Chu Bai did not refuse anymore. He could understand a hint of Xueying's meaning. Xueying seemed to want to follow him to conquer the world, so he said, "This is yours." What's mine, what's mine is yours too'.
Chu Bai stood up and walked inside.
This tower is not big, and the first floor is empty. Except for an upward spiral staircase, there is nothing else, not even a futon.
Chu Bai had previously discovered that there was nothing on the first floor, so he went directly to the second floor.
The second floor was still empty.
After that, there was nothing on the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth floors, not even dust.
And just when he stepped from the last step of the sixth floor to the seventh floor, he finally let out a long breath, because there was indeed something on the seventh floor. But... there was only one thing.
It is a bead, a seven-color bead, as big as a walnut, emitting seven colors of light.
This bead is suspended in the seventh layer out of thin air.
When Chu Bai saw this bead, he immediately thought that this bead should be the soul bead of this tower. Refining this bead is equivalent to refining this seven-color exquisite tower.
"There is only one bead." Chu Bai smiled bitterly, grabbed the bead, turned around and left.
He was not in a hurry to refine it. If the little monk Xueying still wanted this seven-color exquisite tower, then give it to him. This time he came here, it seemed that he got nothing, and he already had the black beads and the magic weapon. There is no shortage, so it would be a good idea to give him this pagoda.
This little monk is worth making friends with, so if he can make a good friend, why would he care about a pagoda?
Soon, when he went downstairs, the little monk's blood shadow was no longer in the tower, but standing outside.
At the same time, the moment Chu Bai saw the blood shadow, he was startled because there were two more things in his hand.
One is an alms bowl emitting purple light, the kind of alms bowl used for alms, and the other is a white fuchen.
What is Fuchen? Among the people, in ancient times, it was used by eunuchs to help the emperor sweep away mosquitoes. So it is called Fuchen.
In Buddhism, it is called Buddha Dust, and Buddha Dust is also used to sweep away ashes.
Chu Bai suddenly thought of the Buddha dust and purple golden bowl that Xue Ying mentioned before!
"You...are these two things the two things you mentioned? Where did they come from?" Chu Bai took a few steps quickly. You know, he had not seen these two things before, but these two things Why did it suddenly appear in the hands of Xueying?
"It's in the lobby on the first floor. I saw you looking at these two treasures before, but you just glanced at them and went to the second floor. So I thought you left them for me, so I took them out.
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"Ah..." Chu Bai opened his mouth all of a sudden. He didn't see it. How come he couldn't see it, but he could see the blood shadow?
"Didn't you see it?" Seeing that Chu Bai's appearance didn't seem to be fake, the blood shadow also became strange.
Chu Bai nodded!
"It seems that you have no connection with my Buddha, that's why you can't see it. Have you obtained the soul beads from this tower?"
"I got it, do you want it?" Chu Bai opened his palm and revealed the soul bead.
At this time, when he saw Chu Bai spreading his palms, Xue Ying's expression also changed, and then he smiled dumbly and said, "I can't see it!"
"Ah!~" Chu Bai exclaimed again. This is really weird. He can't even see things that have nothing to do with him!
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