Chapter 48: Rich Harvest

Hong Yi finally understood more deeply why the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past" is the supreme magic of soul.

This sutra has reached the highest level, and its soul is hanging above the void. It is the Buddha of the past, and even the various disasters of thousands of lifetimes cannot move its true nature.

The true nature of Buddhism is the soul and thoughts in Taoism.

In other words, if you practice the Amitabha Sutra, even if you are reborn with a corpse thousands of times, you will not cause any damage to your soul until you become a yang god.

Although Hong Yi has not cultivated to the point where his soul is strong enough to go through thousands of lifetimes of disasters and remains unchanged, his true nature is unchanged, but he can recover through visualization in an instant after a slight damage.

Although this Taoist priest's six Ding and six Jia gods are powerful, he is not inferior to the Yasha King, and he can break up the souls of ordinary demons.

Even if it cannot be broken up, it can cause irrecoverable damage, but for Hong Yi, it is a very subtle damage.

"This Taoist priest may not have a high level, and he must have not cultivated to become a ghost immortal. Otherwise, the power of oppression of the soul would directly knock me out of my soul and would not have the opportunity to visualize my thoughts."

Bang!

The steel fork of the Yasha King and the axe of the Dingjia Jin God collided together.

A demon god and a god will fight in the void.

Hong Yi and the Taoist priest were all focused, suppressing and controlling the summoned inner demon gods to fight in the void.

This is a confrontation of invisible thoughts, not a material entity, but it is especially dangerous to fight. If one side fails, the soul will be damaged.

At this time, the Ding Jia God General visualized by the Taoist priest, was in Hong Yi's eyes, and the golden light was dim and far less powerful than before.

Hong Yi knew that this was because the Taoist soul was damaged just now, so the power of the Ding Jia divine general visualized was also weakened. Whether it was the Yasha King or the Ding Jia divine general, they were all transformed by their own thoughts. The soul is strong, and they are also strong, and the soul is weak, and they are also weak.

The god general summoned by the Taoist priests had a strong golden light. With one axe, they could split the Yaksha King into two pieces and annihilate them from ashes. But now they are entangled and fought together.

During the thoughts of several rounds, Hong Yi felt that although the Taoist soul was powerful, it was not as powerful as it was outrageously. At most, it was one level higher than him. It was just driving things and did not reach the point of manifestation.

If the soul has reached the point of manifestation, it can rely on the energy of lead, mercury, and golden elixir to directly manifest itself, which can be seen by the naked eye, and can even damage the real body.

This is what Hong Yi talked about occasionally when he talked with Bai Ziyue.

Taoism uses lead and mercury to create golden elixirs, which is not taken by the body, but to manifest the body of the Yin God.

If the Taoist priest practiced to the point of manifestation today, and used the thunder and fire talisman to melt the lead and mercury and the golden elixir to form qi, and the soul gathered the lead and mercury hardware energy, and manifested the golden body, it would be an overwhelming advantage immediately. No matter how Hong Yi could visualize and recover, it would be useless.

Because Hong Yi was beaten to death in an instant, his thoughts didn't change quickly.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Seeing the sound of gold and iron clashing in the main palace in the distance, the Taoist priest seemed very impatient. Suddenly, he shouted violently and waved his hand. The Ding Jia divine general disappeared without a trace.

The Yasha King lost his opponent, rushed to the Taoist priest again.

However, just as the Yasha King was lifting the fork, suddenly, a red sun rose from the Taoist priest's head, and suddenly there was a full of fire. The flames burned to the point of being burned to ashes.

"The Sun God's Visibility?"

Hong Yi was shocked.

The scorching sun appeared above the Taoist priest's head, and his eyes were full of red light. Hong Yi's eyes were blurred and he could not see anything. His whole body was tingling like a fire, as if he was really leaving his body under the scorching sun in broad daylight, and was about to melt completely under the strong sunlight and disappear.

This is a magical power of the Taoist sect. If you think of the scorching sun in your thoughts and use it in your soul fighting technique, you can practice all other people's demons to ashes.

However, this kind of visualization requires that the soul completely transcends the realm of a day trip before it can be displayed, especially when it is used, it will harm one's own soul.

Now this Taoist priest was entangled by Hong Yi so much that he had no choice but to use it with all his bets to wipe out Hong Yi's soul.

The whole body is surrounded by flames, and the most spicy barbecue can't move.

Facing the other party's use of the Sun God Vision, Hong Yi's soul was burned to a great weakness, and immediately observed Amitabha Buddha, guarding his mind and keeping his mind a little cool, but he could not eliminate the flames around him, let alone counterattacking.

"Why is this kid not dead yet?"

The Taoist priest was also surprised. He clearly saw that after he used the "Sun God Visualization" method, the overwhelming fire completely surrounded Hong Yi, but the other party sat in the fire quietly and remained motionless. Although he was trapped and unable to move, he could not refine him to death for a while.

"If you are damaged by your soul, you will also try to refine him to death."

The Taoist priest gritted his teeth and used the Sun God visualization idea. His own soul was also hit and stinged. However, in order to refine Qi Hong Yi, and then he tried his best to deal with Hong Xuanji, he suddenly concentrated all his thoughts.

Boom! The fire surrounding Hong Yi became even more violent. In the fire, the light was filled with brilliance. In the last turn, it turned out to be pure white and transparent.

Of course, it is impossible for humans to see all these things. The fighting spirit is in thoughts, all kinds of illusions, and in a single thought.

The Taoist priest's Sun God visualization method is not the real light of the scorching sun, but the "heart fire" of the thoughts, but the effect is the same as the light of the scorching sun, which makes people's thoughts scatter and their souls disappear.

"If this continues, it may not work. Sooner or later, the soul will dry up and be squeezed by the heart fire. I have to find a way to fight back."

Hong Yi knew that his soul power had just been traveling day and was far inferior to this Taoist priest, so he would be trapped by flames and unable to move. If his soul was strong, he would rush out directly.

But now, we can only rely on Amitabha’s visualization to keep our nature unmoved and constantly repair our souls.

The other party wanted to burn him to death, and Hong Yi also made up his mind and had to seek life in his death.

"Rakshasa King!"

By keeping one's heart, Hong Yi thought of the Rakshasa King who was more powerful than the Yasha King!

After a little visualization in my heart, I smelled a strong smell of blood in my mouth and nose. Then, a blood light emerged around me, and a red-haired Rakshasa demon appeared, stepping on a large sea of ​​blood.

The Rakshasa demon saw Hong Yi and was about to pounce, but when he pounced, his body tightened and the flames around him made him squeak.

The Rakshasa demon was originally transformed by Hong Yi's thoughts, and when this appeared, the Taoist flames naturally burned it.

When it was burned, the Rakshasa demon suddenly roared, and blood was shining brightly all over his body. A wave of blood suddenly emerged from the void, instantly destroying all the flames around him.

At the same time, the Rakshasa demon roared again and rushed towards the Taoist priest violently.

"Ah!" The Taoist priest screamed, and the flames disappeared. Hong Yi only saw that the blood-red serrated knife wheel in the hand of the Rakshasa demon flashed and split the Taoist in half.

The Taoist priest's soul was twisting and struggling, but the Rakshasa demon eventually gradually dissipated under repeated attacks.

When the Rakshasa demon suddenly beat the Taoist priest to death, he giggled to the sky and suddenly turned around, with his two strange blood-red eyes looking at Hong Yi.

"not good!"

Hong Yi knew that the Rakshasa demon was a powerful inner demon and could not control it. Now that he killed the Taoist priest, he was going to cause trouble for himself.

Sure enough, the Rakshasa demon rushed up and the huge knife wheel in his hand slashed at Hong Yi.

Hong Yi hurriedly turned his soul and returned to the room quickly. Only by returning to the orifice quickly and having a sustenance in his soul can he fight with his inner demons in the end, otherwise he would not know how to die.

The yard was not far away. Hong Yi flew into the room and saw the body on his bed. His soul immediately crawled in and returned to his position.

At the same time, the Rakshasa King also followed in at the same time and deeply entered Hong Yi's mind.

Once the soul returned to the orifice, Hong Yi felt that he felt much more comfortable and stronger. He suddenly jumped into the void and transformed into Amitabha Buddha, allowing the Rakshasa King to attack fiercely and bite him without moving.

I don’t know how long it took to fight, but after thousands of rounds, Hong Yi finally calmed down his soul. When his thoughts changed, the golden light shone brightly, suppressing the Rakshasa King in the depths of his thoughts and disappeared.

"This bloodthirsty murderous thought is too powerful."

Hong Yi opened his eyes and felt extremely tired all over.

The Rakshasa King represents the evil thoughts of bloodthirsty in his heart. If he is defeated by evil thoughts, he will become a completely bloodthirsty devil who is inhumane.

"By the way, when the Taoist priest was scattered, the fire-exploding magic talisman sword fell off. I have to go and take a look."

Hong Yi struggled barely. He just wanted to go out, but remembered that he was not a soul, but a body, and there were four maids outside staring at him.

"Ziyu, get up and feed me the horses."

Hong Yi shouted a few times, but none of the four maids outside made a sound, as if they were sleeping soundly.

Hong Yi smiled secretly and walked out strode, but no one followed him.

He quickly walked into the yard corridor just now, and Hong Yi saw a small dagger on the ground, with purple runes densely packed.

Hong Yi quickly put it away.

When he walked to the wall, he used this dagger to pick out a brick. When Hong Yi flipped over, he walked out of the wall and quietly walked to the corner of the street, and saw the body of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest died after his soul came out of his shell, and his body was completely idiotic, with only breathing and heartbeat, no mind at all, no movement, just like a plant.

This is also called "Soul Leaving" among the people.

When Hong Yi touched the Taoist priest, he found that he had nothing on his body, just a wallet with a few small golden cakes inside.

"Huh? What is this?"

Hong Yi then found a small wooden box. When the wooden box opened, it was a long needle long with a finger inside, like a golden needle for acupuncture. However, the needle was not gold or silver, but was covered with blood patterns all over the body. It was heavy on the hands, and it was twice as heavy as ordinary steel.

"Is this needle blood rebar?"

Hong Yi was shocked.
Chapter completed!