Chapter 63 If ​​you don’t pay, it’s not a sale.

Xiao Qiao is usually soft-spoken and quite gentle. But now she almost shouted out loud. She couldn't help but be angry because she never expected that Daoran would force Ba Wang to bow.

The Eight Heavenly Dragons Protective Curse originally had the power of coercion and was specifically used to control these disobedient "evil gods". However, Daoran had always been polite in his previous summons and had never tried such a tough method.

Daoran's spell-holding attribute is extremely high. Even though his magic power is insufficient, there is still a huge power of the spell falling on Xiao Qiao, seeming to make her bow her head and surrender.

"Don't even think about it! I will never break the contract!" Xiao Qiao scolded and had to muster all his energy to resist Dao Ran's spell.

"Senior Xiao Qiao, I have heard an indecent saying that going to a brothel without paying is not considered prostitution. Since you are restricted by the contract and cannot be driven by me, then you can resist with all your strength. If you can't bear it, then naturally you will

It’s not considered a breach of contract.” Daoran responded with a smile.

[To use strong words to falsify reason is to violate the precept of lying.]

[Your Ring-breaking Monk talent is activated, and your spell holding +1.]

"Haha, just in time!"

The notes played by Daoran's fingertips were no longer peaceful and joyful, but became impassioned. This was not using a compassionate heart to treat illnesses and save people, but using a will that refused to accept fate and turned it into a sharp blade to cut off the tragic death of everyone.

Dao Ran only felt that the mana in his body was consumed rapidly like a flood. The backlash caused by Xiao Qiao's struggle to resist was like a heavy hammer hitting his internal organs, causing blood to flow from the corners of his mouth.

Mou Zhixuan also saw it and quickly advised: "Master Daoran, if you forcefully summon the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons, you will suffer backlash. You can't bear it."

"Buddha said, if I don't go to hell...who will go to hell..."

This time, Daoran spoke the truth.

Daoran gritted his teeth and held on, and the sound of the piano became more and more intense, like angry waves and thunder. He had no distractions and only poured his inner thoughts into the sound of the piano.

After practicing thousands of times, the melody of Bodhi Pure Heart has long been familiar to me, but Daoran has been practicing step by step to imitate Xiao Qiao's previous performance.

But at this moment, the melody of Bodhi Pure Heart Song has changed beyond recognition, but Daoran actually feels like he has escaped from the cage and regained his freedom.

Daoran used his own will and piano skills to change the Bodhi Pure Heart Song into his own piano music. It no longer cleanses the soul, but suppresses everything.

The deadly toxins hidden in the human body, the karmic backlash that is forcibly summoned, the bullshit fate and cause and effect...all of them must be suppressed!

This is Bodhi Heart Song!

A large piece of golden Buddha light emerged from Dao Ran's body, and a graceful figure fell out of the golden light and fell awkwardly into Dao Ran's arms.

The eyebrows are dark and the pupils are cut by autumn water. These eyes alone are the most beautiful in the world.

It's a pity that Daoran didn't have time to appreciate it. He didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Daoran used his last strength to say: "Senior Xiao Qiao, it's up to you."

After saying this, Daoran fainted.

The overdraft of mana and the backlash of the power of the spell had severely damaged his internal organs. If it hadn't been for the attribute of [Indestructible +2], Daoran would have been shattered into pieces.

Thanks to the fact that Daoran summoned Gandharva, if it were the gods, he would be dead now.

This is the most serious injury Daoran has suffered since going down the mountain, and it is also the first time he has been injured.

However, since Xiao Qiao has already been summoned, it shouldn't be a big problem.

…

He didn't know how long he had been lying there before Daoran woke up from his coma. He was awakened by some kind of shrill scream.

I was seriously injured before I fell into coma, but I didn't feel any discomfort when I woke up this time. It was like I just slept for a while, but my ears hurt a little from the noise.

Daoran got up from the bed and saw a little girl with a mouth full of oil in his room. The little girl was about twelve or thirteen years old. She was holding a chicken leg in her right hand and had already eaten half of it. With her left hand, she was putting it into a wine vat.

Scratching inside.

The screams came from inside the wine vat.

"Help, come here! Someone is killing someone!"

Daoran:......

Ramanu, are you too embarrassed by the devastation?

It was difficult for Daoran to understand how a child in his early ten years dared to reach out and catch Ramanu.

Although he was really weak, he was ugly and looked like a complete monster. How could she dare to reach out and catch him?

In the end, Ramanu was caught by the tail and pulled out. The little girl frowned and looked at the monster, which was thicker than her arm, and said strangely: "You have a strange gecko pattern, and you can actually talk."

"Mortals, don't overstep your bounds! I am the Great Snake God, and I am Prince Mahulaka. If you dare to hurt me, you will be punished by God!" Ramanu threatened.

"Big snake? It turns out to be a snake with claws. I have eaten a snake with two heads and it tastes very good. You are so fat that you can roast it and eat it." After the little girl finished speaking, she stepped on Ramanu's head.

"What are you going to do? Let me go, help, come here! Help...ahhhh!"

The screams were interrupted because the little girl grabbed Ramanu's tail and shook it hard. A clicking sound came, and Daoran felt that Ramanu's spine was being thrown out of joint.

Daoran knew at a glance that this little girl was an expert at catching snakes. Shaking the snake bones was the easiest way to subdue a venomous snake. As long as the bones were shaken out of joint, the snake would be completely unable to move.

Seeing that Ramanu was starting to foam at the white of his mouth, Daoran quickly said: "Miss Yan'er, God is kind to you, so just go around him."

Daoran remembered that this was Nie Xiaoqian's personal maid Yan'er.

I've met her several times before, and I just thought she was naive and an honest girl who didn't talk much. Who would have thought she could be so tough.

Even if you dare to eat Mohu Luojia, what kind of ultimate foodie is this?

Hearing Daoran's words, Yan'er was startled. Like a child who had done something wrong, she quickly hid the half-dead Ramanu behind her and said awkwardly: "Holy... Holy Monk, you're awake...

Yan'er just thinks that this gecko is pretty...nothing else."

After saying that, Yan'er threw Ramanu back into the wine vat, changed the subject and said, "Yan'er went to prepare a towel for the holy monk."

After saying that, Yan'er ran away in a flash.

Daoran couldn't help laughing and walked to the wine tank to take a look.

It's not a big problem, Ramanu is moving his muscles little by little to reattach the dislocated bones. After all, he is a member of the Demi-Dragon family, so this injury will not kill him.

As soon as he regained some strength, Ramanu burst into tears.

"Buddha bless you, you are finally awake. If you were any later, I would have been eaten."

Daoran wanted to say that this was not the Buddha's blessing, it was simply because he screamed too loudly and woke him up. He was almost roasted and eaten by a mortal girl, and word spread that he had lost all face in the Tianlongbabu.

However, seeing how miserable Ramanu was, Daoran did not add insult to injury and just asked: "What happened to me in the past few days when I was in coma? Where are Mou Zhixuan and Xiao Qiao?"

Ramanu took a breath and said to Daoran: "You are already in a coma and your magic power is gone, so they will naturally go back."

Mou Zhixuan and Xiao Qiao are both clones, and they all rely on Dao Ran's magic power to maintain their existence. After Dao Ran fell into coma and the previous magic power was exhausted, they automatically returned.

Ramanu is an exception, because he comes in his true form and does not need Dao Ran to use magic power to maintain him. On the contrary, when he wants to go back, he needs Dao Ran to use magic power to communicate with the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons and give him a gift.

"Where are the people who were poisoned?" This is what Dao Ran is most concerned about.

"I heard that most of them have been rescued, but a few of them are too weak and may suffer from the disease. However, it is not without its benefits. The Gandharva personally played the Bodhi Heart Clearing Song. My father has not enjoyed it. Even they are It's a blessing. If you're lucky, maybe some mortals will be spiritually enlightened and embark on the path of spiritual practice." Ramanu said enviously.

While Xiao Qiao was playing the piano, Ramanu was sleeping in the wine vat and completely missed this benefit.

The people were cured, and Dao Ran's injuries naturally recovered. However, he was exhausted and slept for three more days before waking up.

It's a pity that we still couldn't save them all.

Daoran thought of the people who died tragically that day and couldn't help but sigh: "Buddha, if you are truly compassionate, why is there still misfortune in the world?"

At this moment, a loud shout came from outside the house: "How dare you slander the Buddha, you evildoer?"
Chapter completed!