The Bald Monk in the City

Chapter 887 Demons and Monks (One more update!)

Chapter 887 Demons and Monks (One more update!)

With Yi Qiu's current plane knowledge, he can't explain things related to the origin of the plane.

However, according to some information he has noticed, he feels that he seems to have mastered one of the deepest mysteries of the plane:

Just like how everything defines a race, a country, or a civilization, it is always full of colors beyond the material.

As the most macroscopic and superior interpretation of matter, planes naturally also have their spiritual core.

Its intuitive feedback is not just plane consciousness, or the forms expressed by plane consciousness are not just those that can be observed by extraordinary beings.

There are more things that cannot be described, recorded, or denied, stretching between the real and the false...

Yi Qiu didn't know why he was able to absorb the principle of the original power when he taught the relevant inheritance of the material world in a foreign land.

However, he faintly realized:

Just like the reason for the extreme rejection of foreign gods by plane consciousness, those incarnations of gods full of foreign rules will pollute the order of the plane.

To put it simply, this is a game of rules between planes and planes.

It is different from the aggression or war that mortals understand, but instead shows a hidden characteristic that is often difficult for mortals to detect.

However, it is obviously not correct to draw its gentle nature from this expression of lack of blood and fire.

Although Yi Qiu didn't know what kind of changes would occur on those planes where the rules were completely reversed.

But from the feedback of personal intuition, Yi Qiu felt that it was not such a wonderful thing for the plane.

but……

Yi Qiu looked at the many planes revealed in front of him, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations in his golden eyes...

There is always a choice, whether good or evil.

Because there are always some colors that cannot be interpreted by black and white.

It is complex and blended, and it contains a certain unique essence of mortal civilization.

Perhaps for those ancient beings far away from human civilization, it is also a manifestation of human characteristics.

In other words, it belongs to the brilliance of a certain type of intelligent beings.

Its name, its meaning, are all entangled in the deepest root of the blood, endlessly...

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and he tried to mobilize the blood energy in his body.

As things stood, he was able to extract more from these planes—not just the core of those broken planes.

That being the case, Yi Qiu felt that he needed to increase his efforts in this regard.

With the fluctuation of the power of fate, some fragments of the river of fate revealed its face in front of Yi Qiu!

Bloodline Ability: Fate Peeping!

This is the first time Yi Qiu has used this method to peer into the mysteries of the plane.

And with Yi Qiu's gaze, he felt the power of destiny in his body passing away rapidly!

Yi Qiu didn't feel too obviously consumed by the use of spying.

After all, for a material world, he doesn't need much powerful support.

But now, what he is staring at is a complete crystal wall system.

Even though it was just their projection on this strange mirror, it was still unimaginably grand!

Just like gazing at fireworks and gazing at the sun, there is a slow or rapid flow of energy in the intersection of eyes.

And with the crazy consumption of the power of destiny, many of the many planes condensed golden light!

Because of the limitation of the plane projection shown by the mirror, Yi Qiu couldn't clearly see the essence under the golden light.

Those golden rays of light are the result of the blending of many rays of light, luck or bad luck, they are tightly entangled.

Yi Qiu stared at the golden light that bloomed from these planes, and soon his eyes stopped on one of the most dazzling planes.

If most of the planes glowing with golden light are used as the standard, the brightness of this plane is more than five times that of them.

Yi Qiu stopped the transmission of the power of destiny, and the bloodline ability that soon reached its limit gradually ceased.

Yi Qiu stared at this plane, then closed his eyes slightly...

In the deep darkness, he captured the will fluctuations originating from this plane.

Soon, under the gaze of his consciousness, an ignorant will appeared...

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In the meditation room

Huicai sat cross-legged on the futon quietly, the night was already dark.

According to the precepts, he should rest at this time.

But he couldn't sleep, because what he heard during the day really made him a little tired.

Demons are in chaos, what can I do...

In the darkness, Huicai murmured silently in his heart.

Looking at the ferocious faces of those dead people, Huicai couldn't tell whether they were humans or demons.

Perhaps at some point, the boundary between the world and hell has become blurred and weak...

As early as when Huicai was young, he often heard the old Zen master lamenting.

When he was young, he used to comfort the old Zen master ignorantly.

The old Zen master once said many things to the young Huicai, which Huicai could not fully understand until the old Zen master sat down.

Perhaps now, he is still a little hard to understand.

Perhaps, like the old Zen master, sitting in a cold meditation room may be the best ending...

In this dark and gray age, it is not so easy for a farmer to plan food or a monk to practice in a Zen room.

The temple where Huicai lives is called Han Chan Temple, which was quite famous in the old days.

But in this world of monsters and demons, when people are dying, the glory of the past has long been turned into smoke.

Now, how to survive is the most difficult question.

The inheritance of the temple also needs to be carried by this.

In the darkness, the entire meditation room seemed extremely quiet.

Huicai's heart throbbed inexplicably, and there seemed to be something baring its teeth and claws in the darkness.

He knew what it was—human skin, one of the most common monsters.

They are active wherever there is shadow, and they live by devouring the fear that people radiate.

And when someone is completely devoured by fear and completely loses their resistance, they will gradually envelop that poor mortal thing.

After a day-long cruel extraction, it will fly away along with the victim's human skin, leaving only the rotting bones spreading terror and uneasiness.

Eliminating them is not complicated, but it will bring unexpected disasters.

Because the information after the death of the human skin attracts more terrifying and powerful monsters, they will smell the breath of life carried by the death of the human skin.

Ignoring it and maintaining a normal mind is the best way to deal with this kind of thing.

But today, Huicai felt that her heart was a little messed up.

As if aware of the confusion in Hui Cai's heart, the human skin, which usually seemed to have no deterrent effect, began to be filled with a dangerous aura just around the corner.

In the darkness, there seemed to be countless human skins staring at this temple with their teeth and claws open!

That is……

Hui Cai closed his eyes tightly, and he looked at the super-giant unknown existence that suddenly emerged from the darkness, and suddenly an indescribable sense of oppression filled his heart!

Boom...boom...boom...

And at this moment, the door of the meditation room rang...

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