The two chatted with each other, as if it was also to give themselves courage, in this town full of corpses, don't be too silent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is also weird and scary, although they are all cultivators.

After walking for about half a day, Xiang Xiaotian and the little monk had basically walked through most of the town. All kinds of dead people, all kinds of states, today is a complete view. It's an eye-opener.

Looking up at the half-set sun in the sky, Xiang Xiaotian actually wanted to leave. I've been looking for it for so long, and I've used all the methods that should be used. I can't find it by searching for souls, and I can't touch it step by step, and I don't even have the slightest clue of sending spirit ghosts to circle around the town. He had basically given up, and it was very likely that he was passing by, and after doing such a disaster, he left directly. Didn't care at all.

The world is just too big... There are also too many people with power. However, there are more ordinary people, and there are countless such things. Even the gluttonous sect is probably like this. The powerful Demon Sect, which was originally devouring in exchange for itself, how could it be possible to prohibit such a thing. Xiang Xiaotian thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at the little monk.

"Hey, monk, I'm ready to go. The sun was about to go down, and I didn't want to sleep with this pile of corpses in the evening. Are you going or not? Xiang Xiaotian asked a lot.

As a result, he was very embarrassed.

The monk looked at him in surprise: "Let's go?" Didn't you say that this is your jurisdiction? The murderer has not been found, and you are leaving after so many deaths? He looked at Xiang Xiaotian with a very strange look. This kind of vision made him feel very uncomfortable.

"What if you don't leave? Could it be that I can't find the murderer for the rest of my life, and I have to stay here for the rest of my life? Xiang Xiaotian spread his hands.

The monk stopped talking, and after a while, Xiang Xiaotian saw a kind of firmness in his eyes. Then I heard him say, "Then go away, the poor monk will continue to look here." Even if I really can't find them, then in the future I will bury them all, and then recite them ninety-nine times before leaving. ”

After speaking, without looking at Xiang Xiaotian, he held the Zen staff in his hand and continued to walk forward.

Looking at this guy's back, Xiang Xiaotian was a little stunned. Perhaps, he was too thin and cold, and he despised human life so much.

But can you blame yourself for this?

No, don't say it's a group of ordinary people who are powerless. Even so many Qi Sea Realms and Dantian Realm disciples and elders in the Thundering Valley were all killed under the blow of Soul Devouring? This world is like this, how can you blame him......

"Heh, you win. Since it's my territory, it's going to last longer than you, the guest. Well, I'll look for you another night, and I'll walk the whole town tomorrow, if there's no clue. If you want to bury them, you can bury them, I don't care. The soul is gone, and even if it is in the ground, I am afraid that it will not be peaceful. Xiang Xiaotian said this, but before he himself buried all the people in the post station.

The monk glanced back at him and nodded firmly.

The moon is on the willow tops, but there is no one here about after dusk. Person...... All dead.

Xiang Xiaotian and the little monk found a street where there were no people. Sitting in the center, surrounded by emptiness. To prevent being attacked at night, the two lit up some firewood from the farmhouse and lit a fire. Sitting together and guarding this fire, fortunately, people don't have to sleep or eat during the practice, otherwise it will be even more embarrassing.

"Monk, you haven't told me what your name is? Which temple is it? ”

The night was so quiet that it felt eerie. Even the flame guarding it doesn't seem to have any temperature to speak of.

Under the light of the fire, the monk's delicate face didn't know why it showed three points of weirdness. He stared intently at the flame, as if he was remembering something, and seemed to be simply stunned.

After listening to Xiang Xiaotian's question, he responded for a long time: "The poor monk is called Pure Heart, and he was born in Dayan Temple. He is a disciple of the temple. ”

Xiang Xiaotian recalled it and found that he didn't know anything about this temple. He only remembered Tianlong Temple, Bodhi Temple, and Langke Temple. Because after Lin Zhiruo left, the Soul Devouring Ancestor gave him a mouthful, but he didn't know anything specifically. As for what Dayan Temple is, it's even more unclear. However, the Qi Sea Realm is still a disciple, which means that although it is not as good as the Gluttonous Sect, it should be much stronger than the Thundering Valley.

"How did you get here?"

The monk smiled: "Before asking someone, you must report your name, and the master said that this is the rule." The poor monk only knows that you are from a gluttonous sect, but I don't know what your name is? ”

"My name is Xiang Xiaotian, and my name is not very good, but it is not important."

"Yes, the name is a code name, it doesn't matter... It doesn't matter..."The Pure Heart Monk's tone suddenly became ethereal. Then he put his palms together, recited a scripture that his children couldn't understand, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing that he didn't have any nature to chat, Xiang Xiaotian actually didn't like to talk much. It's just that the night is too quiet, and my heart is panicking. Since people didn't want to say it, they couldn't say it, so he shook his head and closed his eyes. You don't have to sleep in your practice, but you can also kill time when you have nothing to do at night.

The moment he closed his eyes, the hands of the Pure Heart Monk trembled involuntarily, and then his eyes opened slightly to see Xiang Xiaotian full of fierceness, and then closed his eyes. His divine sense quietly communicated with the sky, sensing the three spirit ghosts in and around this small heaven.

This is something that Xiang Xiaotian has never known, it is because of the existence of three spirit ghosts that he dares to retract his divine consciousness and close his eyes to nourish his spirit. Because there was any movement around him, the spirit ghost would notify him, but he didn't expect this ghost to be known to the pure heart a long time ago.

I saw that I was reciting the scriptures with a pure heart, and my lips trembled more and more frequently, faster and faster. But the voice didn't come out at all, because this scripture was not for people to recite, but for the three spirit ghosts around Xiang Xiaotian.

Seeing that the three souls were about to be activated, the huge divine consciousness suddenly enveloped them, and then the swastika Buddha light of the scriptures sealed their feelings. They don't know anything.

Jingxin looked up in the direction of the spirit ghost, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Against the backdrop of this flame, it is strange and terrifying. He gently flicked the powder from his little fingernail into the firelight, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

The flames still seemed to burn like this, but the smoke on them seemed to be thickened...... Xiang Xiaotian didn't know anything.