Infinity Throne

at the same time.

In Yan Fuzhou.

On the Three Thousand Lotus Platform.

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

Everyone seemed to be listening to a fairy tale.

"BuTian...?"

"How to make up for it?"

"How..."

The whispering started again.

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

The little Supreme Buddha smiled and turned his palms.

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

No, there's something wrong with saying it's a stone.

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

Like a solid, yet like a liquid.

The blood-red stone, reflected by various precious lights, reflects the blood color, and reflects a blood-colored glow on the holy face of the Little Supreme Buddha.

"In the past ten years, the young monk has worked hard and finally succeeded in refining the 'Sky-Mending Stone'. As long as there are enough Sky-Mending Stones, and with all your efforts, 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!

They were doubtful at first and thought it was ridiculous, but when the Little Supreme Buddha threw the king bombs one by one and finally spread out a strange stone in the palm of their hand, most of the people who had doubts chose to believe it.

Because it is well known that spiritual energy is exhausted.

Without spiritual energy, a qi-refiner cannot practice and live long, let alone live forever, be at ease in the world, and travel around the world.

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

Die of old age!

This is the most frustrating way for a Qi practitioner to die. none of them.

"The Sky Mending Stone?" Xia Ruxue stared at the stone. She always felt that the stone's magnificent luster flowed like blood, which made her feel very uncomfortable: "How was it refined?"

She asked directly.

"How to refine the Sky-Mending Stone is the biggest secret of our sect. I forgive my humbleness. Due to various reasons, I can't tell you all. It's just a saying that the young monk can use this 'Tian-Mending Stone' to make the Nine Levels Repairing the holes in the sky is not enough.”

Someone asked: "What should I do?"

The Little Supreme Buddha smiled slightly: "This is the reason why the little monk found you all. If you want to mend the sky, you must go to a place."

As the Little Supreme Buddha spoke, he put away the blood-colored Sky-Mending Stone with his backhand and flicked his fingers. In front of him, an illusion 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 covered all year round and never melts.

Many people's expressions changed when they saw the true appearance of the illusion.

The Little Supreme Buddha smiled and said: "Luzhou in the north."

…

…

The monks guarding the port were dying and fainting, and finally the solution was completed.

Excluding the butter, one-third of the 164 urban monsters were killed or injured, and many monsters lay there wailing and screaming in pain.

During the whole process, Yi Lin was not directly involved except for occasionally lending a hand.

He didn't know why, but he always felt uncomfortable watching the killings between humans and monsters.

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

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

People hate monsters, and monsters hate people.

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

Niu You, Gou Ge, Miao Miao, and Ju'er from Beiju Luzhou were so powerful and powerful that they almost carried the entire audience.

After the killing, Miaomiao licked her bloody claws, still a little unsatisfied.

"Master..."

Just when Yi Lin was silent.

Suddenly he heard a weak voice.

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

Yi Lin turned around in surprise and looked at Miao Miao and Ju'er.

Miaomiao and Ju'er looked confused and said in unison: "We... haven't had time to scream yet!"

Aren't Ju'er and Miaomiao calling?

Who is that?

Yi Lin immediately calmed down and listened.

But that sound was just a flash in the pan. After that "Master", there was no second sound.

Green kindly reminded: "reason."

"Elaborate."

"Humans are really stupid creatures." Sexy Green rolled his eyes with contempt. Seeing Yi Lin's confused expression, he could only explain online: "The connection between individuals and the connection between individuals and the world. These connections are Like a spider web, it forms the omnipresent 'reason'."

"You should be vaguely aware of it now."

Yi Lin was speechless: "Could it be more detailed?"

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

"Boo~"

The moment Green stretched out his claws to poke Yi Lin's forehead, Yi Lin felt a "pop" sound coming from his head, as if something had been pierced.

Before my eyes, it suddenly became clear.

Thin light patterns, like spider webs, criss-crossed and complex, filled Yi Lin's field of vision.

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

His hands, feet, limbs, and body separated out rays of light, entangled around him, and finally disappeared not far away.

Some rays of light are connected to Miao Miao, Ju'er, Niu Zhu, and Gou Ge respectively.

He found that the longer he spent time with the person and the deeper the relationship, the more light connected between the two.

Yi Lin squinted her eyes and stared at the light. Looking further, the light flowing in these light seemed to be composed of the two most primitive binary codes, "1" and "0".

"reason?"

Yi Lin felt like she understood 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 horizon for Yi Lin. Even if Yi Lin can't fully understand, at least he can "see" it.

In silence, Yi Lin stretched out his hand to touch these "reasons" with common sense. Unexpectedly, he found that his hand passed directly through the rays of light as if touching the air, leaving no trace or change. Hot and track.

He sort of figured it out.

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

He seemed to be part of this world.

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

He noticed that there was a particularly thick and dense bunch of "reasons" that disappeared in the twists and turns not far away, and it was unknown where it led.

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

Green reminded her kindly again, and an intriguing snicker appeared on her lips.

"good!"

Yi Lin seemed to have learned a novel toy. Without hesitation, she slapped her chest with her palm, feeling out of body.

In his mental state, when he touched those lights again, many short memory fragments appeared in front of his eyes as his mind flashed.

These memory fragments finally made Yi Lin realize.

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

This is the connection between him and Xia Xiaoman.

But why is it so thick?

It shouldn’t be that thick!

Yilin wondered, her mental palm loosened the bunch of rough "reasons", and ignored it for the time being.

He touched them one by one, trying to find where the "young master" he just heard came from.

Among the bundles of "reasons", Yi Lin saw Jian Nanchun, the black and white sheep, and many acquaintances from the past.

He even found his connection with Lao Chen.

It will be easier to find someone in the future.

finally,

In repeated attempts, Yilin touched a weak "reason".

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

That is a carefree little white tiger,

She looked longingly at the barbecue skewers on the campfire,

She was full and lay on the belly of a young man,

She became the sacred beast protecting the country of the Daqian Dynasty.

She and a white-haired woman wept silently in front of a monument without words every July 7th.

The screen turned,

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

Countless magic weapons fell, and the white tiger roared in pain,

She was locked in a dark room, trapped inside a sturdy glass vessel,

Steel needles pierced the white tiger's limbs one after another, and the hot blood flowed down the pipes and out of the glassware.

The white tiger is crying, weeping, and shouting.

"Woooooooo..."

"Mrs. Xiaoman..."

"Lin Yi...young master..."

"Chuchu...it hurts."

"I really want to eat Master's barbecue."

…

I do not know how long it has been.

The mental state lasts for a long time, but it only lasts a moment in the outside world.

Compressing countless memories into a moment, Yi Lin felt as if he had been struck hard by a hammer on the forehead.

When he opened his eyes again, Yi Lin's calm eyes were filled with anger.

"call……"

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

But as the saying goes, extreme anger must be followed by complete calm.

Yi Lin pulled out the Immortal Killing Spear.