Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 419 Alternate Demonic Buddha

"Since that's the case... then the little monk has no choice but to accept this job!" Xu Mi agreed!

The promise was so straightforward, without any shirk, and there was no reluctance on his face.

Angel Man, Yang Tianyu and the others were forced to choke on the words that were already on their lips.

"For this matter, I can only do my best to be a landlord. As for how to make plans and how to complete the tasks of God's Domain, I still need to trouble the seniors of God's Domain." Xumi lowered his posture.

This instead made Yang Tianyu and the others more and more unable to see through him.

Yang Tianyu and the others couldn't see through it, but Lin Xi could see some clues.

"These people... I'm afraid they are all fools!" The avatar Chu Lingxiao looked at the image refracted by the jade mirror through the jade mirror, and couldn't help but sneer.

Is Sumi a good person?

Probably... yes!

But definitely not a fool, let alone a chess piece that is easily used.

Infinite God Realm, Yang Tianyu and others regard it as everything, admiring it, fearing it, yearning for it but resisting it.On the surface, they seem to feel that God's Domain is restricting and oppressing them.In fact, he was proud of it, and felt that he was superior to others because of his status as an envoy of God's Domain, and regarded him as a backer.

But Xu Mi just used this as a springboard, an ordinary platform.

This fundamental cognitive difference also leads to different attitudes and techniques when dealing with the same 'task'.

"They're dead!" Chu Lingxiao had already issued a death verdict for these people.

Whether it was Meng Xinghe or Xu Mi who made the move, they were all dead.

"The difficult one...is Xumi!" Chu Lingxiao frowned first.

Then he threw the problem to Meng Xinghe.

As the number of avatars increases, even though they are all alone, some evil tastes still spread unavoidably.

Meng Xinghe, who was still in the Meng Manor, had already raised his realm to the level of the primordial spirit.

And work hard in the direction of the real fairy.

Now that the fish to be caught has been hooked, it becomes unnecessary to continue to maintain a weak posture.

The entire Meng Mansion was emptied.

Lin Xi... or Meng Xinghe, placed tea sets in the water pavilion in the mansion.

He vaguely remembered that Hongyu's favorite drink was Chunyuluo from Yunzhou, a rare and not mainstream tea.

Although the Meng Mansion didn't have it, the Shenshui Sect did. Lin Xi found someone to get some.

He found another erhu, and Lin Xi, with disheveled hair and white clothes, sat by the lake and pulled it up.

At first, the sound was like sawing wood, which was really unpleasant.

Gradually, it became some tunes.

After a while, the charm began to take shape.

After half a sound, there is a pattern.

In just half a day's time, Meng Xinghe's level is no worse than those veterans who have been immersed in this way for decades.

Between movement and stillness, a small note can have a different charm.

Kung fu to the bone, that's it.

Novices play according to the score, and most of them seem to be piled up randomly.

The master master did it casually, even if he performed it indiscriminately, there is still something touching.

With a slight movement of thought, he noticed that someone was approaching, and he did not hide his whereabouts.

With a sway of the bowstring in his hand, a smoother and more exciting tune flowed out.

The monk dressed in red followed the undulating waves, stepped into the water pavilion by the lake, sat opposite the tea table, and stared at Meng Xinghe.

He listened to the music quietly, as if he was simply attracted by the music and had no other purpose.

After the end of the song and the aftertaste dissipated for three quarters, he opened his mouth slowly.

"I heard the rise and fall of prosperity. In the running wind, the neighing horses traveled alone in the barren Gobi. Unburned residual heat."

"The dancing steps that are still whirling, the excited drums, the solemn Buddha, the slow caravan, the broken post road, the desolate ancient city, the rebellious wolves, the lonely eagle, and the bloody wine , the desolate...and mottled city wall."

"Everything is leaning between the white sand and the blue sky. The prosperity that countless people yearned for has now become the ruins of snakes and rats. Nothing is more regrettable and collapsed than the prosperity and greatness to the end and collapse. It's gone."

"This is a personal tragedy, but also a national tragedy...it's spectacular!"

Xumi spoke, then picked up the teacup without changing expression, and took a sip of tea.He didn't seem to notice the difference in the tea leaves.

"This song...you didn't make it. You can't make such a song because of your state of mind." Xu Mi said confidently.

Meng Xinghe smiled and did not deny it.

Of course it wasn't his doing.

It was originally a piano piece, and it was composed by a bard passing by the capital of the former Condor Eagle Empire many years after the dragon invaded and the great Condor Empire was completely destroyed.

It has inspired many people.

But actually...it's useless.

It can't play a decisive role, at most it can only beat people's blood in a short period of time.

But Lin Xi liked it better, so he wrote it down.

"It seems that you know who I am?"

"I always thought that I was hiding well." Meng Xinghe raised his head, put down his erhu, and said.

Xu Mi said: "It's natural, maybe you can remove the Buddha seal I left you, but I can smell your smell even thirty thousand miles away."

"It's not just you... Bai Fan and Chu Lingxiao, I know them all too."

At this time, Sumeru no longer used the titles of poor monk and little monk.

He used the word 'I'.

Meng Xinghe was not surprised.

In this world, there are too many capable people.

You can't just allow him to use all kinds of tricks, and others have to be empty-handed, and have nothing to do... This is unreasonable.

What's more, Sumeru is not... others.

Is he and Xumi really so far apart?Even if it seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time.

However, Lin Xi is the demon in Xu Mi's heart.

Xu Mi is the Buddha in Lin Xi's heart.

The relationship between the two may appear to be separate at first glance, and there is even no direct connection.

But deep down, it is relevant.

Lin Xi is very clear, and Xu Mi is also very clear.

So, when a certain stage is reached, they all need a result.

"Do you want to know who Immortal Emperor Taihao is?"

"Let me tell you!" Meng Xinghe said.

Monk Xumi stretched out his hand to dig out a piece of flesh and blood directly from his heart. The gray imprints on the flesh and blood were like Gu worms, flexible and entangled, but they were tightly locked in the Buddha's light and quickly refined.

"The master of God's Domain is a new god. He just obtained the legacy. It's not as strong as imagined... But whether there are other shadows behind him, someone is using him to play chess, I don't know." In front of Meng Xinghe, Monk Xumi exposed some inside information.

The confrontation between the two began half a day ago.

Whether it was the tea prepared by Meng Xinghe or his music, they were all designed to break through Meng Xinghe's defenses and arouse the demonic nature in his heart.

However, Monk Xumi responded to Meng Xinghe's "conspiracy" with the goodwill of voluntarily sacrificing himself.

Want to dig out the Buddha in his heart.

(End of this chapter)