Chapter 775
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"Sorry Buddha, I have fallen into a demon."
"Buddha's face was dug out by me, I have sinned."
The monk was filled with guilt and was repenting.
He closed his eyes and bent his body. His old face was filled with regret.
But his hands were covered in fresh blood.
The clay statue had a golden exterior but its features were destroyed and there was actually blood on it.
This was really weird.
The old monk continued to repent. He panicked and actually crushed a watch on his body.
What he didn't know was that the Bank of the Universe's black shadow had crossed space and arrived here.
The carriage was really light and landed in the main hall. Under the gazes of numerous Buddha statues, it slowly pressed down.
A black shadow pulled open the curtains and said to the old monk, "Please enter the carriage."
The voice was emotionless like he was reading.
The old monk raised his head. His hands were covered in fresh blood like it wouldn't stop flowing. But his face was covered in tears and he looked really sad.
"Can you answer my questions?" The old monk's voice trembled as he asked.
The black shadow said coldly, "The Bank of the Universe can answer your questions."
The old monk didn't ask where the Bank of the Universe was and didn't ask where the black shadow and carriage came from. He just wanted to answer the questions in his heart.
"My heart feels empty as if I've forgotten something. No matter how hard I try, I can't remember it. I've begged Buddha but Buddha can't tell me. It has already become an obsession of mine." The old monk stood up shakily and walked to the sedan. Without hesitation, he sat down.
Since there was no answer from the Buddha, then he wouldn't.
Most of the time, there was no answer but there was an answer everywhere.
The old monk was a monk of the Buddhist Faction. He was less than 1,000 years old and had already reached the Celestial King Realm. His strength was so strong that he was one of the top in the Buddha World.
But he had aged a lot these few years and felt like he had forgotten something. He was slowly searching for the answer. But in the Buddhist Faction, everything was weird.
In the Buddhist Country, he was a young and talented monk. He was said to be the next Buddha Ancestor and was ranked in the Buddhist Country. He could transform into a strong Buddha and have a title.
But he couldn't let go of the story in his memories, so he came to this small hall to search for the answer.
But for some reason, his heart had been hurting for the past few days, causing his thoughts to be in a mess. He had been possessed and had torn off the face of the Buddha statue.
His hands were covered in fresh blood!
This was the blood of the Buddha, and it was also his blood. It was also the blood of his forgotten past.
Covered in blood, the old monk sat on the carriage and entered the Bank of the Universe.
…
Within the Bank of the Universe, Li Xiandao and Seven were waiting.
When the black shadow carried the palanquin over and landed on the ground, the old monk walked out.
Li Xiandao and Seven were stunned.
An old monk with hands covered in blood walked in with a hunched back. His eyes were turbid and bloodshot, and he did not look like a monk at all.
However, his expression was one of guilt.
In the main hall, Li Xiandao looked at him closely and asked calmly, "Guest, what do you want to trade?"
The old monk thought for a moment and asked, "Anything?"
"Anything is fine as long as you can pay a corresponding price." Li Xiandao said confidently.
With his current strength along with the recovering Bank of the Universe, he was really confident when he said those words.
"I … I have many treasures and I want to trade." The old monk's eyes lit up like he had seen hope. The blood in his eyes retreated and he actually looked pure and holy.
"What do you want to trade?" Li Xiandao asked.
"I …" The old monk was stunned, "I don't know what to trade, I forgot."
Li Xiandao's brow rose up and he looked at the old monk.
This monk was not normal.
At least, he was mentally abnormal.
Li Xiandao waited for him to continue. He didn't say anything.
"I … I forgot an important memory. I couldn't remember it no matter what. I tried many methods, but this memory disappeared from my mind." The old monk said slowly.
"So … You didn't think that this memory didn't exist?" Li Xiandao asked.
"It really existed. I can feel that once I sleep, there is a blurry shadow talking to me. It is the same every day and I can't forget it. I haven't slept for 500 years and each time I cultivate, she will disturb me. My heart demon is causing me to be unable to improve. This has become my heart demon." The old monk said in despair.
He was really being forced to go mad.
That memory, he knew very clearly that it was real.
"Let me take a look." Li Xiandao reached out and placed his hand on the old monk's head. His forehead could reflect light and it was cold to the touch. It was like ice and snow in the winter. It was so cold that it froze his hand.
"You are still a Celestial King. Although you have just entered Celestial King Realm, you are still really strong. Relax and don't resist my strength." Li Xiandao said calmly.
Li Xiandao didn't care about people who had just entered Celestial King Realm.
His subordinates all entered Celestial King Realm. After becoming strong, Li Xiandao wasn't the same as before. He didn't want to recruit people as his subordinates and use them for himself.
The old monk relaxed and didn't even build a Soul Barrier. At this moment, if Li Xiandao used his strength, the old monk would die.
It was useless to fight back as he had already exposed his weakness.
But looking at him, he didn't care at all. Instead, he felt like he was freed. If Li Xiandao really attacked, he would thank Li Xiandao.
He would give him a chance to be freed.
Li Xiandao didn't attack. He just quietly looked at the old monk's memory chain.
A person's memory would always leave a mark. Even if one had forgotten a small matter decades ago, something that couldn't be any smaller, one's memory chain would remember that part and it would be sealed in a corner that one wouldn't open for the rest of their lives.
Now, Li Xiandao was looking at such a memory.
He flipped through the memory chain. Li Xiandao didn't care about anything and just continued to look forwards.
As expected, in the depths of the memory, there was a blank period.
There was nothing.
The pure white area formed the shape of a flower. There was nothing else.
"There is no memory, so I can't find anything." Li Xiandao frowned. He released his palm and looked at Seven.
Seven spread her voice, "There is a way to let this person enter the reincarnation cave. Even if his memory is wiped, it happened in his life. It will definitely appear in the reincarnation cave."
Li Xiandao blinked and said to the old monk, "What price can you pay to get back this memory?"
The old monk said decisively, "I will give you my Celestial King Realm!"
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