Bank of The Universe

"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. The little monk sinned very 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 were stained with blood.

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

This is weird.

The old monk had been confessing, 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 Buddha statues.

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 with a trembling voice.

The shadow said indifferently, "Heaven and Earth Bank can help you out."

The old monk didn't ask where the Heaven and Earth 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 remember it anyhow. I ask the Buddha, but the Buddha can't tell me. It has become my obsession." The old monk stood up tremblingly and walked over. In front of 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 and has achieved the status of the Immortal King Buddha. He is powerful enough to rank in the Buddhist world.

But he has been very old these few years, and has always felt 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 hailed 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 involved in the demon, and tore off the face of the Buddha statue.

Full of blood!

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

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

...

In Tiandi Bank, 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, crouching on his back, walked in, his eyes were muddy and bloodshot, and he looked at nothing like a holy monk.

But his expression was 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 fine, provided that you can pay the corresponding price." Li Xiandao believed in himself.

With his current strength, coupled with the resurgent World Bank, when he said this, he was full of confidence.

"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 eyes slowly faded away, 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 is mentally abnormal.

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

"I... I forgot an important memory. I can't remember it all the time. 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 that this memory does not 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. I haven't slept for 500 years. After that, whenever I practiced, she would also appear to interfere with me, causing me to be troubled by the demons, making it difficult for me to make progress, and this became my demons.” The old monk desperately said.

He is really driven crazy like this.

That memory, he knew very clearly, was real.

"Let me see." Li Xiandao stretched out his hand and placed it on the old monk's forehead. The reflective forehead felt icy to the touch, like freezing hands in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

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

People who have entered the realm of the fairy king now ~ www.readwn.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 relaxed himself, and even the spiritual barrier was not built. At this time, if Li Xiandao were to kill him with a force, the old monk would die.

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

However, looking at his appearance, he didn't care at all, but felt a sense of relief. If Li Xiandao really made a move, he should thank Li Xiandao.

Give him a chance to liberate.

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 period, and the dust will be in your life. Will not go to open the corner.

Now Li Xiandao is looking at such memories.

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

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

Nothing at all.

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

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

Xiao Qi said in a voice transmission: "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 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 fruit status, give it to you!"