Yan Huaile heard that she had misunderstood, and said quickly: "No, no, his sea of ​​consciousness was originally broken, and you smashed it on him. Our teacher was worried that he would be smashed, so he brought it back to check what he found. Now he lives in

Next door to you."

Lan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's too tragic. I must visit him one day and tell him about the three major tragedies of the monks."

The star veins were dug out, the sea of ​​consciousness was shattered, and the soul was shattered. These were the three major tragedies for the monks. They were so inhumane and cruel that Yan Huaile didn't even know what to say.

But seeing that Lan Zhi could still enjoy suffering, she felt a little more relaxed. She left a bottle of elixirs and a pot of soul-nourishing water and went about her business. Lan Zhi sat for a while and then got up and went out.

Outside the door, the sun is shining brightly, the trees are shady, and the flowers are in bloom, making people's mood brighten unconsciously.

Lan Zhi took a breath of fresh air and was about to walk forward when the door next door opened and a very familiar young man came out.

There is a corridor between the two adjacent small buildings. On both sides of the corridor, the golden-leaf butterfly flowers are in full bloom. As he walks along the corridor, he is surrounded by bright golden leaves and gorgeous butterfly-like purple flowers. It is simply gorgeous.

He in the center is as far away as the stars in the sky. No matter how bright the flowers are or how beautiful the leaves are, it has nothing to do with him.

Lan Zhiwei was startled for a moment: "Why are you here too?"

The young man said calmly: "Same as you."

Lan Zhi blurted out: "Are you one of the three major tragedies of that monk?"

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Lan Zhi smiled awkwardly but politely: "It's nothing, I'm sorry if I broke you."

The young man said: "It doesn't matter."

Lan Zhi was really surprised this time.

The reason why the shattered sea of ​​​​consciousness can become one of the three major tragedies is that it is difficult to cure, and the most important thing is because it is extremely painful.

Once the sea of ​​consciousness is broken, it will be like there are thousands of needles pricking your mind all the time. The more severe the break, the more needles will prick you frequently.

It is said that there was once a monk in the Huixing realm who chose to commit suicide after only three years after his sea of ​​consciousness was broken and repairs failed. This shows how terrible the pain of the sea of ​​consciousness is.

The young man in front of him looked calm and calm from beginning to end.

If he is really injured in his consciousness, then he is too tolerant!

For a moment, she wanted to learn from him...

In short, Lan Zhi, who was both a fallen man in the world, felt a little sympathy for him, so he took the initiative to tell his name and asked about him.

The young man said: "Xing Zhi."

Lan Zhi was surprised: "Xing Ling's star, Zhi Zhi? Your name is so domineering..."

There is a spirit in the Star Spirit Continent, and people in the world are worried about bumping into him, so they will deliberately avoid the characters "star" and "spirit" when choosing names, so these two characters cannot be seen in the name at all.

Unless, God gives it.

Lan Zhi was ignorant and had never heard of anyone being given a surname, but it was not important.

As long as he is not from the Tianyi family, it makes no difference to her.

The two stood in the corridor and chatted for a while.

Xingzhi asked her: "I heard that your soul is seriously injured?"

Lan Zhi smiled: "Well, a bit."

Xing insisted on pointing out: "The medicinal materials for repairing soul injuries are very expensive."

Lan Zhi nodded: "Yes, I can't even afford it if I lose all my money."

Xingzhi asked: "What are your plans?" Will you pray to God to get rich?

He didn't ask the latter part, but he had already made up his mind.
Chapter completed!