Now Lin Mu has no idea that he has been targeted.

He just came to the world where the system gave him coordinates.

"There doesn't seem to be anything special."

After Lin Mu came to the world, he immediately used his own divine consciousness to observe the world.

This is just an ordinary medium world in the universe.

Such an event is not worth mentioning in the universe.

And it doesn't look different.

However, even if the system itself emphasizes that it is necessary to come to the world by itself, then there must be something different in the world. It's just that I didn't find it.

This is a typical middle cultivation side world, which is no different from other worlds.

No matter how much it is, it's just a little bit less rich than the leather of some medium-sized countries.

"This system is a warm reminder that this world is extremely unusual. If you go to the host and look at it carefully, it may be of great help to the future of the host."

When Lin Mu was still wondering about the differences in the world, the voice of the system came back to him again.

"Oh! Is that right? "

Lin Mu immediately became interesting. What's not so simple about this? Actually can let the system come out specially to remind oneself.

……

An ancient temple. This ancient temple has some dilapidation.

Even half of the Buddha worshipped inside is missing.

In this dilapidated ancient temple, there is a monk kneeling with his hands folded and his eyes closed. He kneels motionless to the Buddha in front of him. It seems that many years have passed. There are many dilapidated appearances on his robe paper, and there are several cobwebs, even a trace of dust on his bald head.

It's like a devout believer.

But behind this monk stood a swordsman in white.

The swordsman in white was dressed in white. Even the scabbard of his sword was white.

His face was a little pale, and his lips were very pale, as if he had been seriously ill for a long time.

He now looks at the monk who has been kneeling in front of the Buddha for many years.

"Well! Even if you have been kneeling in front of the Buddha for so many years, can the Buddha still sympathize with you? Do you think you can only kneel in this way? "

"Or you think that the Buddha above can free you from your destiny."

The swordsman in white looked sarcastically at the monk kneeling on the ground.

"In this world, the only thing that can extricate you from your destiny is the strength in your hands. As long as you have strong strength, even the gods above dare not fight against you."

"Where do you come from? As if I knew all my past? "

The settled old monk slowly opened his closed eyes, even a trace of dust appeared on his eyes.

As soon as he opened it, some dust blocked his eyes.

But he didn't care at all.

But still used to the prosaic voice, asked the man behind.

"It doesn't matter where I come from? But as long as you know, I'm the only one in the world who can help you. "

When the swordsman in white saw the old monk kneeling on the ground, he finally spoke to himself. He didn't want to show any joy.

"Ha ha, no one in the world can help the old monk. I'd better leave."

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