You have a good chance, I accept it.

"It's raining?"

As he walked, Wu Xin stretched out his hand and watched the rain falling drop by drop on his palm. Wu Xin looked up and saw a ruined temple in the distance. After thinking for a moment, Wu Xin walked towards the ruined temple step by step.

He has now reached a critical moment in his cultivation. Now is the time to refine his heart in the world of mortals and escape from the world of mortals without being touched by it. If he succeeds, he will develop a pure and pure Buddha's heart.

That is the same as Jian Wushuang's sword heart.

Now is the critical moment for the world of mortals to refine their hearts. Unexpectedly, Ji Ruxue suddenly broke in. This is why Wuxin said that Ji Ruxue was pushing him into the pit of fire step by step.

If he gives up halfway, he will be swallowed up by the inner demon immediately. Every step needs to be done with caution, which is extremely scary.

"A ruined temple? Going to a ruined temple in the middle of the night is not easy no matter how you look at it."

Seeing Wuxin walking towards the ruined temple, Ji Ruxue trembled all over and was a little scared.

He had heard the story before. If you encounter a ruined temple in the middle of the night, don't enter it. You may die a violent death.

But watching Wu Xin walk towards the ruined temple step by step, in the end, great love defeated fear. Ji Ruxue quickly followed Wu Xin, and then the two stepped into the ruined temple together.

When she walked into the ruined temple, Ji Ruxue was dumbfounded and even trembled all over. She saw an old Taoist priest with tattered robes sitting in the ruined temple. The old Taoist priest could not open his eyes and had few teeth left. It’s gone.

There is also an old monk, a child, and an old woman.

The old monk's whole body exuded an extremely weak golden light, the old woman's face was full of wrinkles and looked extremely scary, and the child's body was small, but his head was surprisingly large, which looked extremely inconsistent.

This time, Ji Ruxue was completely frightened. Oh my god, a broken temple in the middle of the night, a child, an old Taoist priest, an old monk, an old woman? This fear factor should be maximized.

"Are you scared? If you are scared, go back quickly. This is not the place you should be."

Noticing the subtle changes in Ji Ruxue behind him, Wuxin turned around and said with a smile. He now very much hoped that the sight in front of him would scare Ji Ruxue and make Ji Ruxue retreat.

Ji Ruxue just calmed down, then shook her head and hugged Wu Xin's arm.

"As long as you are here, I am not afraid."

Hearing this, Wuxin's face froze, and after a deep sigh, he walked towards the ruined temple, found a corner, and sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands clasped and his eyes closed.

Ji Ruxue, on the other hand, held Wu Xin's arms and carefully looked at the strange people in the ruined temple.

"Looking at the Buddha's light all over the donor's body, he must be a genius from some Buddhist school, right?"

At this time, the old monk sitting not far away from Wuxin opened his cloudy eyes and asked Wuxin with a kind face.

"Master's words are serious. The young monk is just a casual cultivator. He travels around the world quickly and cannot be considered a genius of Buddhism."

Wuxin closed his eyes and said slowly.

"I see, it's not easy for a casual cultivator to practice Buddhism to such a profound level. But donor, this donor next to you is going to ruin your big event."

The old monk looked at Ji Ruxue next to Wuxin and continued to say with a smile. Ji Ruxue was full of doubts when he heard this, but Wuxin was unmoved.

"Master, these are the matters of the young monk. The young monk can handle them by himself, so I won't bother the master to worry about them."

Wu Xin's expression remained unchanged and his tone was cold.

"That's right, why is the old monk meddling in other people's business? You'd better care more about yourself."