"life and death?"

Even Baimei suddenly exclaimed.

Although Ming Wan is his apprentice, he is superior to him in terms of mental power.

Baimei knew clearly.

When mental power reaches a certain level, one can communicate with some mysterious beings and see things that ordinary people cannot see.

And because of this.

The "life and death" mentioned by spiritual practitioners does not have the usual superficial meaning.

Liu Di's attention was instantly attracted by Ming Wan. He hesitated and asked, "What exactly does Master Ming Wan want to express?"

Ming Wan pondered and said, "Spiritual power is actually a hidden language of human beings, and it is our soul that controls it. After a person dies, the weak soul dissipates, while the strong soul is immortal and either enters the Holy City or the City of Judgment."

Hearing this, Brother Liu raised his eyebrows.

What Ming Wan said is very similar to the logic of consciousness particles!

Ming Wan continued, "We meditate throughout our lives just to improve our spiritual power, which is equivalent to training our souls."

"If we die, our powerful souls will allow us to gain a foothold in the Holy City, enjoy eternal life, and possess endless power."

“If one’s spiritual power can reach the twentieth level or above, then within the Holy City, one has already reached the state of being able to create everything and be omnipotent.”

“This is what all of us meditators are ultimately seeking.”

Bai Mei looked unhappy, "God of a bastard, you stopped Brother Liu just to tell him about your dream?"

"Master, that's not the case."

Ming Wan hesitated as he spoke: "I saw Brother Liu. His soul seemed to be connected to the City of Judgment."

Bai Mei frowned, "Isn't this great? Doesn't this fully prove how powerful Brother Liu is? At such a young age, you have achieved your ultimate dream!"

Ming Wan looked strange, "Let me correct you. My dream is to go to the Holy City, which is what people call heaven, and Mr. Liu's City of Judgment is most commonly called Hell!"

Bang! Bai Mei kicked Ming Wan's buttocks and said angrily, "I just understood. You have been talking in circles for a long time, and you are actually cursing Brother Liu to hell? You are a traitor to your teacher and ancestors!"

But Brother Liu's eyes flashed, "Master Ming Wan, what is the hell you are talking about?"

Ming Wan rubbed his butt and said, "I don't know much either. I just heard from a few people who have been in deep suspended animation that it is dark and dark there, with nine continents connected, and the king is cruel."

The more Liu Di listened, the brighter the light in his eyes flickered.

Isn’t the scene that Ming Wan described the hand-drawn drawing of the Sun Sacrifice Meg?

That is what he called the 'paradise'! Brother Liu quickly asked, "Master, what do you mean by I am connected to hell?"

Ming Wan's face looked a little ugly: "This is a kind of induction from spiritual power. Don't be angry if I tell you the truth. To put it bluntly, it is a sign of your death."

Ming Wan paused, "Usually, once I see these things, the person involved will soon suffer an accident. Even if he is in good health, he will suddenly get into a car accident or something like that."

It was Bai Mei who stepped forward and said, "Pfft, pfft, pfft! Ming Wan, you are such a badass, what do you know? Car accident? If you want to hurt Brother Liu, a meteorite impact would be more likely!"

But Brother Liu laughed and said, "Master Mingwan, I really hope to go to the City of Judgment to find out what's going on!"

After saying that.

Liu Di still said goodbye to the two of them in a free and easy manner, boarded the silver shuttle and returned to Haishi.

Bai Mei, who stayed in the temple, suddenly looked serious, "Disciple Ming Wan, is what you just said true or false?"

Ming Wan scratched his head, "Master, my realm is not high enough. Those remarks just now came from a fabricated book."

"Um?"

Bai Mei collapsed on the spot and raised his hand to slap Ming Wanlai, "You kid, all this sensational talk turned out to be nonsense. I was wondering why it sounded like a North American myth!"

"Master, calm down!"

But Ming Wan hurriedly said: "That book is not a myth, it is the supreme code from our meditation world, written by one of the world's most powerful spiritual masters!"

Ah? Is that so? Bai Mei suddenly became nervous again and withdrew his hand nervously. If that was the case, would Brother Liu really be in danger?

moment.

Bai Mei asked with a heavy heart, "Who is the author of the Supreme Code?"

Ming Wan also restrained himself instantly, his expression full of respect, and said solemnly: "Master, this master is none other than your disciple, who is far away in the sky and close at hand."

"Master, you should be proud."

"I made more than 4 million in copyright fees from selling that book."

Ming Wan grinned.

"Ada!"

Baimei roared, and Ming Wan flew 8 meters horizontally.

After a moment, Ming Wan stood up from the collapsed low wall.

Covering her red and swollen cheek, she said aggrievedly: "Master, why don't you believe me!"

Ming Wan really couldn't explain it clearly.

Because in his eyes, he clearly saw that above Liu Di's head, there was billowing black smoke, forming a straight column of smoke that went straight to the sky.

this.

It's clearly a sign of a connection to hell! Of course.

The reason why Ming Wan did not dwell on this matter was that these theories were all his guesses and there was no conclusive evidence.

The other reason is even more interesting.

Logically speaking, if Brother Liu really went to hell, it wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing!

With his abnormal mental power, doesn't it mean that Pluto needs to be replaced by someone else?

Let’s talk about Brother Liu.

It was already night when we returned to the Haishi Experimental Cemetery on the silver shuttle.

Moreover, it started to drizzle in Haishi again.

Just as the silver shuttle was about to land.

Brother Liu accidentally glanced at the scene on the ground, and his heart suddenly tightened! He saw that in the rain.

A man in a white linen shirt and barefoot was slowly walking into the shadows from under a distant street lamp.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Looking at the direction the man left, he should have just left the experimental cemetery!

Brother Liu still remembers this person clearly!

He has no name or surname, but he is very strong, so strong that as long as he appears, the invisible sense of oppression can swallow everything! Liu Di had a bad premonition in his mind.

Quickly landed in front of the gate of the experimental cemetery.

And the scene in front of the door.

But it made Brother Liu stunned for a moment.

I saw a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white classical robe, lying quietly at the door, lying in the muddy rain.

His hair was covered in mud and water, his eyes were wide open in horror, looking lifelessly up at the sky.

And the heart area of ​​his chest.

A sharp dagger penetrated completely.

The blood mixed with rain water and formed a scarlet stream, which meandered far and wide under the white-robed boy.

Brother Liu was also stunned in the rain, "Mo Yu."

He walked slowly towards Mo Yu in the rain.

Although I know that Mo Yu has a backup clone.

But when he just returned home and suddenly saw such a tragic scene, Liu Di still found it a little hard to accept.

No matter what, Mo Yu is still a living person in Liu Di's mind.

suddenly.

Brother Liu saw Mo Yu's eyes that were open even though he died.

His pupils were not dilated.

There is also light refraction in the center of the pupil.

Liu Di frowned, and another detail came to his mind.

I was a little flustered before and didn't notice that after the barefoot man appeared, my new human's first stage combat consciousness didn't even have any reminders! After all, the threat level of that guy's true body was as bright as a star.

That is to say.

The barefoot man just now was also fake, he was an actor.

Brother Liu took a slight breath.

Smell honey in the air.

Generally speaking, in order to make the prop plasma more realistic, the maker will add honey to the red pigment water, so that it has a sticky effect and looks like the real thing. The best thing is that it tastes slightly sweet when eaten.

Brother Liu looked at the blood flowing from the corner of Mo Yu's mouth.

Okay.

Mo Yu, you are very good to yourself! At this time, Mo Yu fell to the ground.

I was secretly happy.

I have come up with a perfect plan!

I found out that Brother Liu was not at home!

So a flash of inspiration came.

Why not die again! Brother Liu will definitely be stunned by the sudden situation! Then he will be swayed by the situation, fall into sadness, squat aside and cry! At that time, I will suddenly jump up and yell, "Brother Liu, are you surprised or not? Life is always so unpredictable. I died, but I am alive again. Are you happy?"

hehe.

Brother Liu certainly couldn't have imagined that I would fake my death for the second time! Then he would get used to the cycle of life and death, and naturally he wouldn't be angry anymore! Haha.

I am such a genius! I used my own life to perfectly save 235 lives!

Huh? Where are you going?

Why did you open the door? Do you have any conscience? You left your brother's body lying in the wilderness?

Do you have any humanity?

Eh?

Is that a gasoline can in your hand?