"You will naturally know when you see him. If you want to see people in your life, and if you want to see corpses in your life, you will bring him back no matter what. After the matter is completed, I will grant you the right to temporarily hold the sacred objects of the temple in the name of the Holy Spirit." The Holy Spirit said.

"Can I really hold a holy object?" Xiao was surprised and happy. Each of the six temples had a holy object. Xiao himself was born in the Track Temple. If he could hold a holy object in the Track Temple, his strength would definitely be greatly improved. It would be no difficult to destroy Luoyang.

"Sacred objects cannot be left in the temple for too long, nor can they stay on the earth for a long time. You can hold them for one day." said the Holy Spirit.

"Enough." Xiao gritted his teeth and said.

"Go." The Holy Spirit said calmly.

Xiao jumped into the lake of troubles again. This time he still felt his body sinking, as if many invisible hands of resentful spirits were pulling his body.

But compared to the first time I came down, my strength had been much weaker. Xiao swam forward desperately to prevent himself from sinking into the bottomless abyss.

Three thousand worries in the world, white bones can easily break and have peace.

Without desire, one will be strong. If a person has no desire, he will have no worries.

But people are human beings after all. If there is no desire at all, then what is the difference between living and walking corpses?

It is impossible for everyone to have no worries. If you have worries, you cannot swim through the lake of worries alive, and you will not be able to reach the other side.

It seemed that the other side seemed to be not far away, but no matter how desperately Xiao swam there, the other side was always close to him and could not be reached.

The body was in the lake, as if wrapped in one thread after another, making Xiao's body more and more difficult to move, and slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake, where it is the destination of all mortals.

Xiao felt that his consciousness was gradually blurred. He had known for a long time that even if he was a myth of promotion in the lake of troubles, it would still be a life-and-death situation to reach the other side.

"I can't die yet!" Xiao bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to use the pain to make himself more awake.

But this method was obviously useless. He bit the tip of his tongue, but he only felt the trunk, and blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth, and he had no idea.

"Is it still impossible to get through?" The Holy Spirit looked at Xiao who was gradually sinking to the bottom of the lake from afar, and couldn't help but frown.

No matter how many powerful creatures there are, it is difficult for them to swim through the Lake of Troubles, even the strong people from different dimensions are no exception. However, the weak human swim through the Lake of Troubles when he is bound to die, which was seen by the Holy Spirit with his own eyes.

So the Holy Spirit has been trying to use humans to reach the other side. Xiao is not the first person to try, nor will he be the last one.

"What a pity, this person's talent and will are the best choice among the saints." Xiao's current position, even the Holy Spirit could not bring him back, so the Holy Spirit felt a little regretful, but it was just a flash of thought.

After all, he is just a human being, and he can slowly cultivate it in the future. If one dies, more saints will appear in the future. He has time to wait.

Seeing that Xiao was about to sink to the bottom of the lake, the Holy Spirit was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he saw Xiao in the lake, struggling desperately.

As he struggled, the invisible worries that bound his body gradually faded away. Xiao, who was about to sink to the bottom of the lake, gradually floated up.

"His consciousness can actually be so pure? Can hatred really make a person so pure?" The Holy Spirit looked at Xiao who was swimming to the other side again, and was a little surprised.

But apart from this, he really couldn't think of what kind of power he could have to make Xiao's mind so pure.

In Xiao's mind, some memories hidden deep in his seal were reviving little by little.

On the grass in the suburbs, two children were fighting together.

"I'm the strongest."

"I'm the strongest."

While the two children were fighting, a tall and thin middle-aged man passed by here and stood by and watched with interest.

After looking at it for a while, the middle-aged man seemed to feel bored, and suddenly his figure flashed. The two children who were struggling together were picked up by him, holding the collars in one hand.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" "Let me go!" The two children kicked and struggled desperately, but the middle-aged man was tall and thin, with very long arms, and their short legs could not reach the middle-aged man's body at all.

"Don't you want to distinguish who is the strongest? You can't distinguish it like this. I tell you how to distinguish who is the strongest." The middle-aged man said, his figure flashed and moved quickly towards the distant mountains and forests.

On a mountain that looks like a sword-like sword, someone put a piece of wood on it, it seems like a seesaw, with only the middle position on the top of the mountain.

On both sides of the wood, there was a child standing. Their body weight affected the balance of the wood, causing the wood to rise and fall, and it seemed that it would fall into the abyss at any time.

"If you want to duel, you have to be in such a place. As long as you knock down your opponent, the other one will naturally be the strongest without any controversy." The middle-aged man stood next to a mountain protruding from the branches of an ancient tree on the cliff and said to the two children.

If an ordinary boy was afraid that he would have been so scared that he would have peed his pants, and he might have fallen down in fear.

However, although the two children were not old and were a little nervous, they were not as scared as ordinary children. They slowly moved their bodies and tried hard to keep the wood balanced so that they would not fall down due to tilt.

At their age, such calm behavior made the middle-aged man more interested.

"It's actually very simple to kill the opponent. You just need to run to the middle position faster than the opponent. If the wood loses balance, the opponent will naturally fall down. I will send him back if the survivor is the one." said the middle-aged man.

The two children looked at each other and rushed towards the middle almost at the same time.

"Interesting." The middle-aged man found it more and more interesting.

The two children arrived at the middle position almost at the same time, but the top of the mountain was too sharp, and there were slippery cliffs below, so people could not stand at all.

One of the children reached out to push the other child without hesitation, trying to push him down.

But who knew that the other child did not push forward like him, but instead jumped slightly and jumped up.

The child who reached out to push him did not expect that such a move would occur. He used too much force and rushed over. On the other side, there was no weight support, and the wood immediately slid down.

The child's body also fell downwards with the wood.
Chapter completed!