In endless time and space, endless void, someone suddenly smiled softly and said, "Of course I am sending me."

Ji Liao suddenly responded and smiled and said, "It's really me who saved me."

Tian Shu said strangely: "What's wrong?"

Ji Liao said: "I suddenly felt a little emotional."

Tianshu said: "No, I just felt an inexplicable fluctuation in time and space."

Ji Liao said: "Because I just felt a little confused about time and space, as if I had seen myself."

The Book of Heaven says: "See the nature?"

Ji Liao said: "See yourself."

Tianshu said: "What do you seem to have realized?"

Ji Liao said: "That's true, but I can't explain clearly. Let's go find that sword."

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Dixi, the boss who made the thousand-day drunk, said that there is a sword that cannot be killed in Bazhou. It is a very interesting sword. He suggested that Ji Liao go to find it, but did not give Ji Liao any clues.

Ji Liao accepted this suggestion. Although there were no clues, it was difficult to find this sword, but in this way, the process of finding the sword would be interesting.

The Book of Heaven did not stop Ji Liao from doing this because according to its analysis, Ji Liao's soul became more and more harmonious.

Moreover, Ji Liao was not worried that something might happen to Ling Xiao, which made Tianshu very strange because it had done a fortune to Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao had a death disaster.

Forget it a few times, it was all death disasters.

What it can calculate is naturally Ji Liao. Tianshu thinks that if Ling Xiao dies outside, Ji Liao will be blamed, which may affect Ji Liao's continued stay in Qingxuan.

But Ji Liao was determined not to care about Ling Xiao's affairs. Tianshu could feel Ji Liao's mood, so he could not dissuade him. In the end, it could only suggest Ji Liao, because the other party was not its puppet, it was just an assistant.

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The night rain in Bashan rises in the autumn pond!

This is Bashan, and the autumn pond is at the foot of the mountain. Today it is very windy and rainy.

Ji Liao went to a dilapidated temple on the side of the mountain to hide from the rain. He was the first to come and took the initiative to set up a bonfire. He did not need a bonfire to bring warmth to himself, but if someone saw a bonfire in the wind and rain, he would not be so confused.

There are very few people in the world who can rely on others to help, and more people need help. Ji Liao sometimes seems very indifferent, but he is also willing to help others.

But he couldn't be a selfless merciful saint, because Ji Liao believed that efforts could be rewarded and that they were worthy of those good people who were willing to give.

Repaying kindness with virtue and repaying grievances with righteousness is nothing more than this.

In the wind and rain, there was footsteps, and a young and handsome monk entered the temple. His dilapidated monk's robe and the rain on his body could not hide his innate nobleness.

The monk stepped over the rusty iron threshold, took off the monk's robe, stretched out to wring it out, and then put it on.

He then bowed to Ji Liao and went to the corner of the temple.

Ji Liao looked at the young monk. There was definitely no way to cook the fire in that corner, but the young monk seemed to have no intention of getting close to the bonfire.

"The mage can come and cook with me." Ji Liao said.

The young monk said, "No, there are still people coming in soon. If the donor has compassion, let them cook the fire."

As soon as he finished speaking, seven people came in outside. They looked like a family of seven, a young man and a woman, two old servants, and three little boys.

The young man dressed as a scholar. When he saw the bonfire, he took the initiative to come over and said, "Brother, can you let my two old servants and three children roast the fire at you?"

He didn't mention himself or the young woman.

Ji Liao looked at the young woman. She looked very beautiful, with delicate facial features, and a tender and smooth face like an egg. She could not see pores and freckles. She could say that her skin was like cream and her collar was like a slut.

When the young man saw Ji Liao staring at his wife, he couldn't help but feel angry, but he was well-educated and did not curse, but his face was a little bad.

Ji Liao seemed not to notice the young man's face and said calmly: "I want a monday."

The young man felt even more disgusted and felt that this person took advantage of the situation to rob, but he didn't want his old servant and child to be cold, so he threw a penny in front of Ji Liao.

So the three children were guarded by two old servants and surrounded the bonfire.

The three children were at the age of innocence and liveliness, but they felt that Ji Liao was not close to him, so they dared not get close to him.

But the child is a child after all, and soon the temple is filled with laughter, making people forget the sad wind and rain outside.

Ji Liao was still looking at the young woman, and the young woman's eyes did not look at Ji Liao from beginning to end.

They stayed in the corner, snuggled together, and looked very loving.

The young man wanted to have an attack several times, but the young woman held it down. The warm and soft jade in his arms, so he also relieved a lot of anger.

Perhaps because of the love words, the young man was a little bored and noticed the monks not far away.

"The master came from Yuetuo Kingdom." said the young man.

The monk smiled and said, "That's right."

The young man was a little depressed. He thought the monk would ask him how he could tell that he was from Yuetuo Kingdom.

But the woman in his arms was very understanding and asked, "How did you know that the master is from Yuetuo?"

The young man was a little glamorous and said, "Qiu Niang didn't know that the monk's robe was woven from a unique fabric of Yuetuo Kingdom. It is said that the moonlight yarn is specially provided to the royal family, so even the Yuetuo Kingdom is also a very capable person, so he has the opportunity to wear clothes woven from the moonlight yarn."

Qiu Niang looked at the monk with beautiful eyes and asked, "Master, is this really the case?"

The monk said: "Not bad."

Qiu Niang said: "Then the mage must have a high status. Why did he live here alone?"

The monk said, "I'll come and save one person."

Qiu Niang said, "Who is it?"

The monk said leisurely: "A pipa."

Qiu Niang turned pale, no longer looked at the monk, and said to the young man: "Husband, this monk likes to joke, how could the Pipa be a human?"

When the young man saw his wife's face turned pale, he thought she was cold, so he took off his clothes and put them on her. He continued to explain: "Qiu Niang doesn't know anything. It is said that the Buddhist teachings in Yuetuo Kingdom are different from those in other places. The monks there believe that as long as all things are activated, they should be treated as human beings. However, it is indeed a bit incredible that a pipa can also activate spiritual wisdom."

The monk smiled faintly and stopped talking.

Ji Liao withdrew his gaze from betting on Qiu Niang at some point, and a dull sound of hooves sounded outside.

The sound of hooves is dull and getting louder.

The Qiu Niang couldn't help but tremble when she heard the sound of her hooves.

"Madam, I've worked so hard to find you."

As the sound of hooves grew louder, a thick and bold voice came from the wind and rain.

The sound of hooves at the back was almost deafening, and the children had already started crying loudly, and it was useless to comfort the two old servants.

But the ground did not tremble, and there was nothing outside.

No one knows what the sound of hoof sound is.

"Madam, Madam, why don't you come to see me?" The rough and bold man's voice almost cried.
Chapter completed!