Chapter 67: Suspicion Hidden Under the Ancient Tree

As Wuhua finished speaking, the room fell into silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

There was an atmosphere called awkwardness.

Xu Bai took a sip of water, put down the cup, and his mouth twitched slightly: "What have you thought of?"

Wuhua's words did not expect him.

He thought Wuhua would ask him for help, but with this sudden remark, he knew Wuhua was overthinking again.

Has he long wanted to destroy Jisheng Sect?

He really didn't have this idea, not only didn't have it, but he was even too lazy to care.

Killing Yunxiang was entirely because Yunxiang provoked him. If he didn't cut the grass and root it out, he would regret it.

How did he want to destroy Jisheng Sect now?

"Donor Xu, don't hide yourself anymore. I have seen through it. I noticed it when I came in." Wuhua smiled confidently, as if he was a divine fortune teller.

"Speak clearly, don't play dumb." Xu Bai leaned back, leaned on the chair, and said leisurely.

"Alas, benefactor Xu, you still want to hide after all this. When I came in, I found traces of fighting here, and there was a locust tree. There was a scar as big as a face on the trunk of the locust tree." Wuhua said slowly: "Donor, didn't you kill a weirdo from the Jisheng Sect last night?"

"Oh?" Xu Bai put his elbows on the table and squinted his eyes: "I did kill a weirdo last night, but how do you know it was from the Jisheng Sect?"

Killing a weirdo, this is true. The red yarn weirdo was beaten to pieces by his maple leaves like rain, and died miserably. The perverts shook their heads when they saw it.

But is this related to the Jisheng Sect? How did Wuhua see it?

"Donor, do you remember the big move of the Jisheng Sect that I mentioned that day?" Wuhua said.

Xu Bai pondered for a moment and touched his chin.

Of course he remembered this.

A peerless female master created the Wuliang Dao Sutra, which can imitate other people's skills.

But ordinary people can only do two of them at most. The female master relied on her own qualifications to imitate to the extreme, but the technique backfired and disappeared.

The Wuliang Daojing was obtained by the Jisheng Sect by chance.

The Jisheng Sect asked people to practice this technique, and after death, they put it into an object, so that it has a chance to give birth to weirdness.

Once this weirdness is born, it will completely turn into that ability, no longer imitation.

"The object you mentioned before, is it a tree?" Xu Bai frowned.

If you have to draw a connection between them, it can only be the locust tree in the backyard, which Xu Bai thought of immediately.

When the two talked at this time, Wuhua finally understood that Xu Bai really didn't know that he killed the weirdness of the Jisheng Sect.

So, Wuhua began to explain the plan of the Jisheng Sect in detail.

"Practice the Wuliang Dao Sutra, simulate an ability of the same level, turn it into a weirdness after death, and solidify it into your own ability, but you need to bury the person under the tree."

"The Jisheng Sect named this ability as rebirth, which means a brand new beginning. As for why a tree is used."

Speaking of this, Wuhua paused for a moment, picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip.

"Some weirdness will stay at the place of death after death, but those who pass by will all be killed."

"For example, drowned people will only stay in the waters where they are, and there are others. I won't give examples one by one."

Xu Bai touched his chin and recalled the time when he first encountered the locust tree.

At that time, the influence range of the locust tree was only in this backyard, even if it became weird, it was in the backyard.

As long as you get out of this yard, there will be nothing to worry about.

"There are other conspiracies." Xu Bai said.

If he were the Jisheng Sect, if there were no other conspiracies, he would just create weirdness and let them kill indiscriminately. Why would he need to spend so much effort?

"Yes, we haven't figured out why they did this yet." Wuhua smiled bitterly.

It's really hard to figure it out. For now, they have too little information.

Apart from knowing that the Jisheng Sect wants to fight to the death, there is no other news.

"This tree was planted by a prostitute. It was originally a courtesan from another county." Xu Bai told the previous news.

"Courtes?" Wuhua's eyes widened when he heard this.

This news was unexpected.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Are you sure they are all made of trees?" Xu Bai temporarily changed the subject and got back on track.

Wuhua was still thinking about what Xu Bai said just now, and nodded subconsciously.

"They are all trees..." Xu Bai turned the water cup on his finger with his fingers and fell into deep thought.

The locust tree in the backyard can trigger the progress bar. This has been practiced and there is no doubt about it.

And this locust tree is related to the Jisheng Sect because the Jisheng Sect buried the dead under the tree, and the dead had learned the Wuliang Dao Sutra.

Then we can make some calculations...

Learning the Wuliang Dao Sutra + burying in a locust tree + strange locust tree = progress bar.

At this point, Xu Bai's eyes became brighter.

He seemed to see a way to make money, and a lot of money.

If he could find the Jisheng Sect and take all the trees they had tampered with, wouldn't he make a fortune then?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this approach would work and could solve his current problem of having no progress bar to work on.

Looking at Wuhua who was still thinking, Xu Bai picked up the Buddhist scriptures on the table.

"You gave me the Buddhist scriptures to get me to take action, right?"

Wuhua was originally thinking about the identity of this courtesan, but after hearing Xu Bai's question, he came back to his senses and nodded in agreement.

This was indeed his idea, and there was no need to hide it. Monks act openly and honestly and never pretend.

Xu Bai flipped through the books casually for a while, then looked up and said, "As you can see, I really like Buddhist scriptures. This gift is very valuable to me. I can consider it and give you an answer tomorrow."

As he said this, he pushed the Buddhist scriptures in front of Wuhua, but when he pushed it halfway, he pretended to be reluctant to part with it.

Wuhua saw the change in Xu Bai's expression and hurriedly said: "Donor, you don't have to give me the Buddhist scriptures. You can read it for one night and give me an answer tomorrow."

"That's great." Xu Bai was just pretending. After hearing Wuhua's words, he quickly put the Buddhist scriptures into his bag.

Wuhua: "..."

Do you always feel cheated?

You just pretended to be so?

But now that things have come to this, and the other party has also given him an answer, Wuhua folded his hands and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

"Donor, I have to go back and think about the information you told me today, so I'll leave first."

"I have to read this Buddhist scripture, so I won't send it off." Xu Bai said.

Wuhua didn't let Xu Bai send it off, and turned around and left, closing the door when he left.

When Wuhua closed the door, Xu Bai leaned on the chair and flipped the Buddhist scriptures slightly.

"The Buddhist scriptures plus the tree, this request is hard to refuse..."

"But I have to wait until tonight, I still have to confirm one thing."

Thinking of this, Xu Bai looked towards the backyard.

In the backyard, under the moonlight, the locust tree stood alone.