Chapter 987: Young Master

at the same time.

In Yan Fuzhou.

On the three thousand lotus platform.

When the Little Supreme Buddha uttered the word "Mending the Sky" in a serious manner.

Everyone seemed to be listening to a fairy tale.

"Mending the sky...?"

"How to make up?"

"What a place..."

Whispering began again.

If they were fighting the landlord, the words of the Little Supreme Buddha were as if he had thrown a king bomb before, and normally the next would be four and two, but he didn't expect that after that, he would have a king bomb.

The Little Supreme Buddha smiled and turned his palms. .

In his white palm lay a blood-red stone quietly.

No, it's a stone, and something is wrong.

The "stone" was flowing slowly like a liquid in the palm of Little Supreme Buddha.

Like a solid, like a liquid.

The blood-red stone, under the reflection of all kinds of precious lights, reflects the blood-colored motley, and on the holy face of the Little Supreme Buddha, a blood-colored glow is reflected.

"In the past ten years, the little monk has worked hard and finally succeeded in refining the 'Sky-Mending Stone'. As long as there are enough Stone-Mending Stones, and you push them with all your strength, you can create a sky and repair the breach in the Nine Heavens."

Hearing this, many monks looked overjoyed.

It turns out there is a way!

At first they were doubtful and thought it was absurd, but when the little Supreme Buddhas were thrown out one by one, and finally spread a strange stone in the palm of their hands, most of them who had doubts chose to believe it.

Because it is a well-known fact that spiritual energy is exhausted.

Without spiritual energy, qi refiners cannot cultivate and live a long life, let alone live forever, roam freely in the world, and travel freely in the world.

In the past hundred years, many of them have witnessed with their own eyes that the monks who were able to move mountains and fill seas reached their limit and died of old age.

Die!

This is the most aggrieved way to die for a Qi refiner.

none of them.

"Heaven-replenishing stone?" Xia Ruxue stared at the stone, she always felt that the magnificent luster of the stone flowing like blood made her feel very uncomfortable: "How is this refined?"

She asked directly.

"How to refine the sky-replenishing stone is the biggest secret of our sect. Forgive me for being clumsy. Due to various reasons, I can't tell you all. It's just a famous saying of the monk. Only this "heaven-replenishing stone" will make Jiuzhong Repairing the holes in the sky is not enough."

Someone asked: "What should I do?"

The little Supreme Buddha smiled slightly: "That's why the little monk brought you here. If you want to mend the sky, you have to go to a place."

As the Little Supreme Buddha said, he put away the blood-colored sky-replenishing stone with his backhand, flicked his fingers, and in front of him, a phantom of light and shadow appeared out of thin air.

In the light and shadow, there is a vast snow-white area, where the snow is accumulated all the year round, and it will not melt for a thousand years.

Many people's expressions changed when they saw the true face of the phantom.

The Little Supreme Buddha smiled and said, "Beiju Luzhou."

...

...

The monks guarding the port were dying and fainting, and finally solved it.

Excluding the butter, one-third of the 164 urban monsters were killed or injured, and many monster clans lay on the ground and howled in pain.

During the whole process, Yi Lin did not directly participate in it except for occasionally helping her.

He didn't know why, watching the slaughter of the human race and the monster race, he always felt uncomfortable.

The two sides fought to the end, and at the end, no matter who it was, there was no difference in the expression on their faces.

They were all so ferocious, their eyes filled with hatred.

People hate demons, and demons hate people.

In this life, Yi Lin seems to be caught in the gap between demons and humans.

Butter, Gouge, Miaomiao, and Juer from Luzhou, Beiju, are so powerful and powerful that they almost carried the audience.

After the killing, Miaomiao licked her bleeding paw, still feeling a bit unsatisfied.

"Master..."

Just when Yi Lin was silent.

He suddenly heard a weak voice.

"You... what did you call me just now?"

Surprised, Yi Lin turned her head and looked at Miao Miao and Ju'er.

Miaomiao and Ju'er were dumbfounded, and said in unison: "We... haven't had time to call yet!"

Isn't Ju'er and Miaomiao calling?

Who is that?

Yi Lin immediately settled down and listened attentively.

But that voice was only a flash in the pan, after that "young master", there was no second voice.

Green kindly reminded: "Reason."

"Details."

"Human beings are really stupid creatures." Sexy Green rolled his eyes in contempt, and seeing Yi Lin's still bewildered expression, he could only explain online: "The connection between individuals, the connection between individuals and the world, these connections, Like a spider's web, it constitutes the ubiquitous 'reason'."

"Now you should be able to vaguely notice some."

Yi Lin was speechless: "Be more specific?"

"Forget it." Green stretched out his wings, floated in front of Yi Lin, and poked Yi Lin lightly on the forehead.

"Boom~"

The moment Green stretched out his claws to poke Yi Lin's forehead, at this moment, Yi Lin felt a "boo" sound in her head, as if something had been pierced.

In front of me, it suddenly became clear.

Faint streaks of light, like spider webs, criss-crossed, complicated and difficult to understand, filling Yi Lin's field of vision.

Yi Lin looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, and followed the rays of light. He found that these "lights" were everywhere and going everywhere.

His hands and feet, his limbs, his body, branched out into strands of light, entangled around him, and finally disappeared not far away.

Some light rays are respectively connected to the bodies of Miaomiao, Ju'er, Butter, and Brother Gou.

He found that the longer he spends with the person and the deeper the relationship, the more light connects them.

Yi Lin squinted her eyes, staring at the light, and looking closer, the light seemed to be composed of the two most primitive binary codes, "1" and "0".

"reason?"

Yi Lin felt that she seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing.

Green pierced one membrane, but in Yi Lin's mind, there seemed to be another membrane.

But it doesn't matter, Green has opened up a new vision for Yi Lin, even if Yi Lin can't fully understand, at least she can "see".

In silence, Yi Lin stretched out her hand to touch these "reasons", but found without any surprise that his hand passed through the rays of light as if touching the air, without leaving any traces or changes. Heat and track.

He understood a little bit.

His own "reason" has been deeply connected with this world.

He seemed to be a part of this world.

There is a part of it that spans space and connects to other places.

He noticed that there was a particularly thick and dense bundle of "reasons", which disappeared in the distortion not far away, and he didn't know where it led.

"You can't touch it with your body, but you can try it with your mental state."

Green reminded again kindly, and the corner of her mouth evoked an intriguing snicker.

"good!"

Yi Lin seemed to have learned a new and novel toy, without hesitation, she slapped her chest with a palm, and her spirit went out of her body.

In a mental state, when he touched those lights again, many short-lived memory fragments appeared in front of his eyes.

These fragments of memory made Yi Lin finally realize suddenly.

The direction leading to the thickest and densest bundle of "reasons" is Xia Xiaoman!

This is the connection between him and Xia Xiaoman.

But how can it be so thick?

It shouldn't be that thick!

Yi Lin was puzzled, and let go of the bunch of rough "reasons" in her spiritual palm, and ignored it for the time being.

He "reasoned" to touch one by one, trying to find out where the "young master" he heard just now came from.

In the bunches of "reasons", Yi Lin saw Jian Nanchun, the black and white sheep, and many old acquaintances.

He even found his connection with Lao Chen.

It will be easier to find someone in the future.

finally,

In trying again and again, Yi Lin touched a "reason" with a faint light.

The moment Yi Lin touched the bundle of "reasons", Yi Lin's eyes blurred, and the messy fragments floated in front of her eyes like a revolving lantern.

It was a carefree little white tiger,

She stared helplessly at the barbecue skewers on the campfire,

She was full, lying on the belly of a teenager,

She became the holy beast protecting the country of the Daqian Dynasty,

She and a white-haired woman weep silently in front of a monument without characters every July 7th,

The screen turns,

The little white tiger was fighting with a group of monks,

Countless instruments fell, and the white tiger roared in pain,

She was locked in a dark room, trapped in a solid glass vessel,

The steel needles pierced the white tiger's limbs, and the hot blood flowed out of the glass vessel along the pipeline.

The white tiger was crying, weeping, and shouting.

"Woo woo woo..."

"Young Madam Xiaoman..."

"Lin Yi...Young Master..."

"Chuchu...it hurts."

"I really want to eat the young master's barbecue."

...

I do not know how long it has been.

A long time in the mental state, but only a moment in the outside world.

Compressing countless memories into a moment, at that moment, Yi Lin seemed to be hit hard on the forehead by a hammer.

When she opened her eyes again, Yi Lin's calm eyes were already full of anger.

"call……"

Closing and opening her eyes, Yi Lin calmed down again.

But as the saying goes, extremes must be reversed, after extreme anger, there is complete calm.

Yi Lin pulled out the Zhuxian Spear.