At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The old site of Jiulong Temple is just a small hill in a desolate place.

The temple is in ruins, the words on the plaque have become blurred, and there are spider webs and weeds everywhere.

The night is dotted with stars, and the cool breeze blows in peace and tranquility. Wuxin sits on the top of the temple, quietly looking in the direction of Khotan.

Lei Wujie jumped up and sat next to him: "What are you looking at? You are so fascinated."

Wuxin smiled and pointed to the front: "Look at that city."

Following the direction of his finger, Lei Wujie said puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

"Poverty?" Wuxin asked.

Lei Wujie nodded without thinking. It was not just poverty. When he entered the city during the day, the city was full of yellow sand.

This border city was extremely poor.

It was located in a desolate place with few people. There were ascetic monks kneeling and worshiping Buddha everywhere.

Lei Wujie was very puzzled. He could just be a monk. Why torture himself like that?

"Compared to the Central Plains, this place is extremely poor, but the old monk wants to return here." Wuxin said slowly.

Lei Wujie was shocked when he knew that Wuxin's master was Master Wangyou.

When he was in Leimen, although he never left the house, he had already heard of Master Wangyou's name.

A high monk who saved others but not himself, respected by tens of thousands of monks.

It can be said that Master Wangyou's deeds have surpassed those Buddhas.

He left the suffering to himself and gave the world a world without suffering.

Such a high-level monk, after death, will probably be listed in the immortal class, right?

Lei Wujie thought so. For such a high-level monk, he had only heard of his legend, and had never seen him in person, which was a great pity.

So he asked: "Why do you want to come back here?"

Wuxin smiled: "Because he was born in Khotan, he was proficient in the six paths of Buddhism at the age of six, and when he was discussing the Dharma with the abbot of the Dafenyin Temple at that time, he raised a question that puzzled the world."

"What question?" Lei Wujie asked.

"Why do people have to be born into this world when everyone is suffering? Why are their hearts as pure as white paper when they are born, but they are full of scars in the end?"

Okay, Lei Wujie didn't understand at this point.

Such a profound question, is this a question that a six-year-old child can ask?

"Then let's change the question. If killing one person can save a hundred people, and this person happens to be innocent, will you kill him?" Wuxin asked.

"This..." Lei Wujie was tangled, "What about the other 100 people?"

"They are also innocent." Wuxin answered indifferently.

Lei Wujie scratched his head and was stumped by this question.

Killing one person to save a hundred people is certainly a meritorious thing.

If it was a bad person, Lei Wujie would answer without hesitation, but that person was innocent.

Ask yourself, he can't do it, and he won't do it.

"I can't do it." Lei Wujie hesitated for a long time and blurted out this answer.

At this time, Xiao Ruolin interrupted and said, "Why hesitate? If that person is a relative or a friend, what's wrong with the death of the 100 people?"

"I will kill them if you want." Xiao Se, who was leaning against the pillar below, also answered.

The two had similar tones, but the results were completely different.

Xiao Se could sacrifice one person to save the 100 people without hesitation, but Xiao Ruolin saved that one person and sacrificed the 100 people.

The only prerequisite is that the person must be someone you know.

After hearing the answers of the three people, Wuxin smiled knowingly: "Many people want to kill me, but the old monk disagrees, so he taught me the secret technique of Luosha Hall, so that no one can easily kill me."

"Why do those people want to kill you?" Lei Wujie asked puzzledly.

"Twelve years ago, the Demon Cult went eastward, and there were many casualties. The entire Beili was devastated. The forces in the Central Plains united unprecedentedly, put aside all hatred to resist the Demon Cult, causing the Demon Cult to be defeated and return. They made an agreement with the Central Plains, that is, they cannot step into the Central Plains for twelve years, and I am the son of the leader of the Demon Cult, and also the hostage left by the Central Plains." Wuxin explained slowly.

The news of the explosion shocked Lei Wujie for a long time. He looked at Xiao Se, who was still calm, but saw Xiao Se spread his hands.

"I knew it a long time ago." Xiao Se said lightly.

When Tianwaitian wanted to get the golden coffin so much, he had already guessed it.

After all, apart from the young master of the Demon Cult, why would Tianwaitian take such a big risk and step into Beili territory again?

"So many people want to kill me because they are afraid that after I go back, the Demon Cult will revive and make a comeback.

"Start over." Wuxin smiled.

"Some people want to hold me hostage to control the Demon Sect, some want to destroy my martial arts and worry that I will cause trouble, some want to kill me to eliminate future troubles, and some want me to go home and revive the Demon Sect." Wuxin said calmly, as if he was not the protagonist in the story.

But in fact, this is almost making enemies with the whole world. A person is carrying such a great pressure and is still so free and easy.

Lei Wujie couldn't help but sigh. He really experienced too much this time when he went out.

He even doubted his life a little. When he went out, there were all great people in the world.

"What do you think?" Xiao Se asked.

"I..." Wuxin raised his head, looked at the stars in the sky, and murmured in a low voice: "I just went back to Hanshui Temple and continued to listen to the old monk's nagging. "

Xiao Se was stunned for a moment and sighed deeply.

At this time, Xiao Ruolin, who had been silent all the time, spoke up. He jumped to the top of the temple and said coolly: "What's the difficulty? Even if Master Wangyou passed away, he was such a great monk. His soul is immortal after death. He can return whenever he wants."

Wuxin's experience made Xiao Ruolin feel the same way. For some reason, he wanted to help the young man in front of him and let him live freely and happily as before.

"Except for the Demon Sect, everyone in the world wants to kill me. How can it be what I want?" Wuxin shook his head.

Swish!

Xiao Ruolin sacrificed the sword box, and in an instant, eleven long swords in the sword box flew out.

This scene in their eyes stunned the three people directly. The sword energy flew into the air, as if declaring war on the world.

Countless people who rushed here felt that a shocking sword intent locked on them at that moment.

"If you want to stay, I will keep you worry-free! "Xiao Ruolin said softly.