What is the world behind the cracks in the stone wall? Xiaozhu doesn't know. He no longer cares about many things. But when he looks at Sang Jie's body, there is always a feeling that it has not yet been finalized. His heart is filled with
A kind of strong reluctance, and only at this time could he truly understand the words that the old monk had always said.
willing, willing...
It is hard to say whether the old monk is a true Buddhist, but many of what he said are like Zen. He once told the mustache that people will be very sad in this life, as if they are in a boundless world.
There is no end to the wandering back and forth in the sea of suffering. Only when a person dies is the time for liberation in this life. But liberation in this life does not mean eternal liberation. There is still an afterlife, and we must continue to live in this world of life.
Set sail again in the sea of suffering.
This is a fate that no one can escape. Only by truly mastering two words, perhaps this pain will be alleviated. These two words are, "willingness".
Only by giving up can you gain.
"Xiao Xiang, let's go." Lao Zhao looked at the mustache and felt very worried, because he had never been so confused and lost before.
"I want to find her." Mustache said four words involuntarily. The desire in his heart was very strong. He knew that there was no pattern in the transmission of the wheel eye fragments, but he absolutely couldn't bear to do it while he was still alive.
I am tortured by memories every day.
Where will Jialuorong be? In which time period and in which world?
"Don't be stupid!" Lao Zhao was startled by Mustache's words and immediately grabbed his arm, fearing that his brain would suddenly twitch and he would jump into the nearby cauldron.
"Let's go." Mustache's mood seemed to have stabilized a bit, and he suppressed the idea for the time being. He would not give up his plan for any reason, but before that, he had to deal with some unfinished matters.
Treat it thoroughly.
He thought about embarking on this journey without any worries.
The three people began to move closer, and the stone altar completely collapsed. The light that lingered on the ground and in the cauldron gradually dimmed. The danger may have been eliminated, but the crisis behind the cracks in the stone wall was increasing rapidly. This seems to be the case.
At the final end of the big event, even if Mustache doesn't show up, many people and many things will still be completely settled. There are almost no people near the collapsed stone altar, and all the people who can still move have entered behind the crack.
There was no one guarding both ends, and they probably couldn't care less. When the three people with mustache entered the space behind the crack, a dense light reflected their faces.
This is a vast space that should have been dark, but in the center of the space, there is a group of things emitting light. The light is like eternity, very soft, and everyone can see it. The thing emitting light is a six-sided sphere.
The sphere is crystal clear, without any flaws, and it seems to represent perfection.
"Holy weapon!" Old Zhao shouted in a low voice.
I don't know why, although Mustache's heart has been broken into pieces, and he no longer cares about everything in this big event, but when he saw this six-sided ball with his own eyes, he felt a strong feeling in his heart.
He has a sense of possession. He wants this ball and wants to make it his own. The six-sided ball is the most perfect thing, with no flaws.
But everything at the scene no longer allowed him to think too much. The time he and Sang Jie fought was not long. However, in this short period of time, the conflict between the pilgrims and the world reached a fever pitch. In the dim light,
It reflects the corpses that have died tragically here.
This is a decisive moment. Two ancient organizations that have existed for thousands of years. The meaning of their existence is to witness this moment and to draw a complete or incomplete end to this major event.
Everyone wants to rush forward with all their strength, get close to the six-sided ball, and take it into their hands, but no matter who wants to rush forward, they will be blocked. At this time, there is no need to cover up, the mustache's eyes
As soon as I turned around, I immediately saw the two people who were fighting the most fiercely in all the fights.
The tall and burly Bosiba was fighting with a short man in black. Mustache's eyebrows jumped. This short man in black made him feel familiar both in appearance and breath. The black robe was not dead.
The funeral at Gazha Monastery was just a scam.
Bosiba's fist was as heavy as a mountain, and his figure in black robe was agile and erratic. For these two people, Mustache had no feeling at all. The life and death of the other person had nothing to do with him. Lao Zhao had the same thoughts as him.
They are just quietly lurking next to them. No matter how strong a person is, there will be times when his energy is exhausted. Once both parties have exhausted their efforts, they can be watched without any effort.
What kind of people are Persia Bar and Black Robe? They can naturally think of this, but no one can do anything. Taking a step back at this time is equivalent to handing over the sacred weapon to others, and they can't do it.
This was a very senseless and tragic fight. Many people may have met each other for the first time in their lives, but they paid the price with their lives for the six-sided ball that exuded dense light. There are people who are miserable every moment.
died in.
"Let's just wait." Lao Zhao pressed his nose in the dark corner and said, "Let them fight first..."
Before he could finish his words, from another corner not far away, three figures suddenly rushed out like lightning. The figures were so fast that when they first appeared, Mustache's eyes couldn't keep up. However,
After a few seconds, he noticed that the figure rushing at the front was as round as a ball.
The target of the figure was obvious, which was the six-sided ball not far away. They were blocked heavily. The two people behind were completely covering for Brother Qiu in the front. They stopped midway to block the blockers. Only Brother Qiu kept moving forward.
and continued to rush.
Mustache knew that Brother Qiu's desire for holy artifacts was no less than that of Bosiba and Black Robe. His round body looked extremely light at this moment. The Black Robe and Bosiba who were fighting were obviously attracted by Brother Qiu.
But no one of them dared to retreat to stop them. Whoever retreated first would be at a disadvantage and very passive.
This was obviously planned by Brother Qiu, who wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to take the lead. Everything happened in a flash of lightning, too fast for people to think about. Brother Qiu was getting closer and closer to the six-sided ball, but at this time, behind him,
Several screams of people dying were heard in succession. Brother Qiu's shuttle figure was immediately shaken, and he couldn't help but turn around.
He could tell that among these roars, there were the voices of his two companions, and he didn't need to listen too much to distinguish these sounds. They must be the last roar of a person. After the roar, their lives ceased to exist.
No one can understand or understand Brother Qiu's mood and feelings at this time. His fleshy face trembled imperceptibly a few times, as if every muscle was twitching unconsciously. Brother Qiu's fist was very tight.
However, in less than two or three seconds, he seemed to have forgotten the sound he just heard, turned around and continued running towards the six-sided ball.
This trend made Bosiba and Heipao unable to just sit back and watch. They suddenly took a few steps back, as if they had reached a silent consensus: kill the people who rushed out rashly first, and then fight to the death.
Needless to say, the reaction ability of a master of this level. As soon as Brother Qiu's body moved, Bosiba and Heipao were seven or eight meters apart and rushed towards Brother Qiu from two directions. Brother Qiu's marksmanship was obviously also outstanding.
He looked very kind, and Mustache knew that he was indeed not a vicious person. However, under forced circumstances, Brother Qiu threw everything aside and returned with just a few shots.
Many situations have shown that bullets cannot be used against everyone. When Brother Qiu's gun sprayed out sparks, both Black Robe and Bosiba drew an arc as they ran, and the sleeves of Black Robe flicked.
, Brother Qiu immediately let out a groan and staggered forward a few steps. But just these few steps pushed him in front of the six-sided ball.
The six-sided ball was placed on a jar that was only one meter high. The jar was close to the sloping stone wall at the back. Brother Qiu couldn't care about anything else. He kept his body in a forward posture and stretched out his two hands decisively.
, grabbing the six-sided ball. No matter how powerful Bosiba and Heipao were, they could no longer stop it. Brother Qiu's outstretched hand immediately touched the six-sided ball.
At this moment, many people's eyes exuded various looks, and the looks were very complicated. Mustache watched everything that happened in front of him silently, but Lao Zhao cursed lightly.
Boom...
A muffled sound like a mountain shaking came from the sloping stone wall behind. The whole space was shaking slightly. Brother Qiu's pupils shrank for a while. The stone wall behind was hidden in the darkness and nothing could be seen. But this
The roar and shaking brought a strong threat. Brother Qiu's skills are very good. Under normal circumstances, he can make a decision quickly.
But the six-sided ball in front of him was confusing and caused misunderstandings in his thinking. Brother Qiu refused to take his hand back. The six-sided ball was placed in the middle of a mark on the jar. Brother Qiu could feel it. It would take at least a minute or two.
He didn't want to give up. If he dropped the ball and retreated at this time, he would probably never have the chance to touch the six-sided ball again.
The rumbling sound became louder and louder, making people feel frightened. Brother Qiu had no time. He shook the six-sided ball unwillingly and refused to back down. At this time, many stones rolled down from the inclined stone wall, like
A torrent rushed out of the darkness.
Brother Qiu reluctantly let go of his hand, but he had already missed the best opportunity to escape. When he released his hand, stones came one after another. Brother Qiu dodged back and forth a few times, and a stone with a diameter of one meter came from
It ran over his legs.
The bones were shattered in an instant, and that's not to mention, the first stone crushed Brother Qiu's legs, and a bigger stone rolled over soon after.