Bank of The Universe Chapter 775: ? The fairy king fruit position!

"I have a world bank ()"

"Buddha I'm sorry, the little monk has become a demon."

"The Buddha's face was dug out by the little monk, and the little monk sinned so badly."

The monk is guilty and repenting.

He closed his eyes, his body crouched, and his old face was full of regret.

But his hands are stained with blood.

The clay sculpture, with its gilded appearance, had its facial features destroyed, and blood appeared.

This is weird.

The old monk has been repenting. He was so flustered that he smashed a pocket watch on his body.

When he didn't know, the dark shadow of Tiandi Qianzhuang carried the sedan chair across the space and came here.

The sedan chair is very light, falling in the main hall of the Buddha hall, slowly pressing down under the gaze of countless statues of Buddha and Bodhisattva.

A dark shadow opened the door of the sedan chair and said to the old monk: "Please enter the sedan chair."

The voice has no emotion, as if reading.

The old monk raised his head, his hands were full of blood, as if it was not clean, but his face was full of tears, very sad.

"Can you help me out?" the old monk asked in a trembling voice.

Shadow said indifferently: "Heaven and Earth Bank can help you out."

The old monk didn't ask where the world bank was, nor did he ask how the shadow and the sedan chair came from, he just wanted to answer the doubts in his heart.

"My heart is empty, as if I have forgotten something. I can't think of it anymore. I ask the Buddha, but the Buddha can't tell me. It has become my obsession." The old monk stood up tremblingly. , Walked to the sedan chair, and then sat in without hesitation.

If there is no answer to the Buddha, then he will not ask.

Many times, there is no answer, but the answer is everywhere.

The old monk is a Buddhist monk. He is less than a thousand years old this year. He has achieved the status of the Immortal King and Buddha. He is powerful enough to rank in the Buddhist world.

But he is very old these few years, and he always feels that he has forgotten something, and slowly pursues this answer, but in Buddhism, everything is strange.

In the Buddha country, he is a young and promising monk. He is known as the successor of the next Buddha. He is in the Buddha country and can be transformed into a powerful Buddha with a title.

But he couldn't let go of the story in his memory, so he came to this not-so-large Buddhist hall and quietly searched for the answer.

But I don't know why, his heart is so painful these few days, his thoughts are confused, he is directly enchanted, and tore off the face of the Buddha statue.

Hands full of blood!

This is the blood of the Buddha, it is also his blood, and it is the blood of his forgotten past.

With blood, the old monk sat on a sedan chair and entered the world bank.

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In Tiandi Qianzhuang, Li Xiandao and Xiaoqi are waiting.

When the shadow came over with the sedan chair and landed, the old monk walked out.

Li Xiandao and Xiao Qi were both stunned.

An old monk with hands full of blood, squatting on his back, walked in, his eyes were muddy and bloodshot, and he looked at nothing like a holy monk.

But his expression is very guilty.

In the main hall, Li Xiandao looked at him up close and asked calmly: "This guest, I don't know what you want to trade?"

The old monk thought for a while and asked: "Anything is fine?"

"Anything is okay, provided that you can pay the corresponding price." Li Xiandao believed in himself.

With his current strength, coupled with the resurgent World Bank, he was very confident when he said this.

"I...I have a lot of treasures, I want to exchange them." The old monk's eyes lit up, as if he had seen hope, the bloodshot inside slowly faded, and there was a holy appearance.

"What do you want to exchange?" Li Xiandao asked.

"I..." The old monk was stunned: "I don't know what to exchange, I forgot."

Li Xiandao raised his eyebrows and looked at the old monk silently.

This monk is not normal.

At least it's mentally abnormal.

Li Xiandao just waited for him to continue speaking, he did not speak.

"I...I forgot an important memory. I still can't remember it. I used many methods, but this memory is in my mind and there is no trace." The old monk said slowly.

"So... you didn't think this memory didn't exist?" Li Xiandao asked.

"It has existed. I can feel that once I sleep, there is a hazy shadow talking to me. It is like this every day. I can't forget, I can't forget it all the time. I'm five hundred I haven't slept in years. Whenever I practiced, she would also interfere with me, and her demon would make it difficult for me to make progress. This became my demon in despair." The old monk said in despair.

He is really driven crazy like this.

The memory he knew very clearly was real.

"Let's see." Li Xiandao stretched out his hand and placed it on the old monk's forehead. The reflective forehead touched the ice-cold, like freezing hands in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

"You are still a fairy king. Although you have just entered the realm of the fairy king, you are also very strong. Relax yourself and don't resist my strength." Li Xiandao calmly said.

Those who are new to the realm of the fairy king~IndoMTL.com~Li Xiandao doesn't care anymore.

The people under his staff have also entered the fairy king one after another. After becoming stronger, Li Xiandao is not the same mentality that he wanted to receive his subordinates and take it for himself after seeing people.

The old monk relaxes himself, and even the spiritual barrier is not built. At this time, if Li Xiandao is smashed by a force, the old monk will die.

It was useless to fight back, he had exposed his deadly portal.

Looking at his appearance, he didn't care at all. On the contrary, he felt a sense of relief. If Li Xiandao really made a move, he should thank Li Xiandao.

Give him a chance for relief.

Li Xiandao didn't make a move, he just quietly checked the memory chain of the old monk.

Human memory always has traces, even if you have forgotten a small thing decades ago, small things cannot be small, but your memory chain will remember this section, and it will be covered in dust. Corners that you will never open up in your life.

Li Xiandao is now looking at such memories.

Looking through the memory line, Li Xiandao walked around and watched the lanterns, no matter what, just looked forward.

Sure enough, there was a blank period deep in the memory.

Nothing.

The pure white range outlines the shape of a flower, and there is nothing else left.

"There is no memory, and I can't find it." Li Xiandao frowned, released his palm, and looked at Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi said: "There is a way to get this person into the cave of reincarnation, even if the memory is erased, it has happened in his life, and it must be revealed in the cave of emergency reincarnation." /

Li Xiandao blinked his eyes and said to the old monk: "What price can you pay in exchange for retrieving this memory?"

The old monk resolutely said: "My fairy king status, give it to you!"