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256. Chapter 256 Prehistoric painting dream [6]

"You saved me again, thank you very much. If you need my help in the future, I will go through fire and water, no matter what!" Hua Xi stood up and strode outside.

"Where are you going?" Wujiang sat by the fire without moving, just raised his head and looked at her quietly.

"Go find Long Ganyue, I can't abandon him."

"I have brought you to the sealing place of Sword Spirit. If you go out here at night, it is a hundred times more dangerous than the nightmare beast." Wujiang said to her kindly.

Hua Xi raised her head and looked at the night outside the cave in a daze, "I can't care about the danger. I don't want him to die."

"He won't die." Wujiang said.

"How do you know?" Hua Xi looked at him.

Wujiang smiled slightly, "You, me, him, and Shenyue Qianhe are all chosen by the emperor to come to the wilderness to find something, and then they enter the sword tomb to find their own summoning sword."

This was the first time Hua Xi heard about this, and she suddenly understood. Is this the reason why they came here inexplicably?

"What are you looking for?"

"A dream." When Wujiang said this, the expression on his face suddenly felt a little strange, which was a little different from his usual calm and calm expression.

Hua Xi's heart moved and she blurted out, "Have you had that dream too?"

"Everyone who comes to the ancient world will have dreams. This is the territory of the Nightmare Beast. Controlled by his mental power, you will see... nightmares." Wujiang said, his eyes flickering.

He changed his story so unnaturally, does he look like a liar?

"Little monk, monks don't lie. If you lie, your tongue will be pulled out." Hua Xi deliberately kept a straight face to threaten him.

Wujiang was stunned for a moment, a blush flashed across Qingjun's face, he lowered his head and recited a Buddhist chant.

"My Buddha is compassionate. All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning. You should observe them in this way."

"What is this mess?" Hua Xi turned around and came in and asked, "What did you want to say just now? Make it clear!"

"Donor, how can it be possible to get to the bottom of everything in the world? It is better to live a simple and comfortable life, with no worries in the heart and no worries in the body, then there will be ultimate happiness."

After hearing what he said, Hua Xi almost couldn't help rolling her eyes. Because he was sitting and she was standing, she simply stretched out her hands and rubbed his bald head twice.

"Little monk, are you stupid by chanting sutras?"

"You-" Wujiang raised his head and looked at her a little angrily. She actually touched his head as if he were a toy.

"I thought you didn't have any desires and wouldn't be angry." Hua Xi chuckled, almost as if he was teasing a woman from a good family.

"The young monk is not angry, but why should the donor insist?" Wujiang lowered his eyes and regained his composure.

"Who told you to only speak half of your words? Tell me, what will you see if you are controlled by the nightmare beast's mental power?" Hua Xi let go of his head and rubbed his hands. Unexpectedly, the monk's head was quite easy to touch... …

"This is a prehistoric dream. If you don't understand, you can ask the teacher after the donor returns to Xuanyun Sect." Wujiang clasped his hands together and prepared to continue chanting.

"Why can't you tell me now?" Hua Xi didn't understand at all. He had clearly wanted to speak out just now, but why he suddenly stopped speaking.

"The monk doesn't want to say it." His reason was so simple.

"You -" Hua Xi looked at him as if he were looking at a stone, but there was nothing he could do.

I have never met such a difficult person,


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