He looked at Luo Yunxiao kindly and waved to him, "since your wish, the master will not force you. Come here, master. I have something to give you. " Luo Yunxiao comes forward according to the words and respectfully prepares to take it with both hands. Lu Xingyuan took something in his hand and sent it to Luo Yunxiao. He said in a warm voice: "if you regret it one day, you will find a teacher with it..." mutation happened at this moment! Lu Xingyuan opened his hand and flew out a golden light. As soon as the golden light touched the skin of Luo Yunxiao's wrist, it immediately broke the skin like a poisonous snake and went in. Luo Yunxiao just had time to give out a dull hum and fell down“ Little martial uncle --! "“ Master --! " Xiaoyaomen people rush up, but they find a golden tripod on the top of luoyunxiao's head. The golden light from the small tripod forms a light shield, which cages luoyunxiao in it. Also will Moyan them in the light shield, can't get close to. With the gentle shaking, the sound of wooden fish and Sanskrit came from the small tripod. But it was the peaceful voice of Buddha that made Luo Yunxiao curl up in pain. The body that just was cured by Mu Yan, another inch of crack, blood instantly dyed red snow-white clothes“ "No cause and effect!" Lu Xingyuan's eyes glared at him like a bell. "Why is the tripod in your hand?" Lu Xingyuan said faintly: "the tripod of Wuxiang causality was originally given to Yin Wuji and Fu Yushu by me. Now I take it back, isn't it natural?"【 This is what I gave to Yin Wuji and Fu Yushu!! Even in the heartbreaking pain, Luo Yunxiao still heard this sentence. His bloodshot eyes suddenly widened, staring at Lu Xingyuan, and his hoarse and broken voice overflowed from his dry and bloody lips and teeth: "why..." Lu Xingyuan avoided his eyes. Suddenly he put his hands together and said Amitabha. The next moment, his clothes were broken and replaced with a set of cassock with red background and gold pattern“ I am wuche, the second disciple of Bodhidharma. I've been with you all these years just to monitor the situation of the soul of the world. Just because Yun Xiao, you are likely to be the last host of the world of mortals. After 100000 years, the world of mortals is near. Master, he will never allow any accident in the world of mortals“ It turns out that... It turns out that everything is false... "Luo Yunxiao's face is covered with blood, and his facial features, which were twisted by pain, suddenly become extremely calm and sad at this moment. Then he can't help but smile." parents, brothers, even my most beloved master... All hope that I will die, waiting for me to die... What's the meaning of my survival in this world? " Just to let you watch me struggle like a joke, and then say, "is it really pathetic?" Suddenly raised voice, with a pathetic smile, as if all the broken dreams. A sound of laughter, mixed with blood and tears, urge people heartbroken. The eyes of xiaoyaomen are red. Their little martial uncle! They are the little martial uncles who like the moon, the wind and the mountains. No matter how hurt or how hard he suffered, he never cried. He was forced to this land. He suddenly roared and jumped on Lu Xingyuan's arm.