The Buddha's son Wuhui was silent.

He didn't know what to say for a moment - he calculated everything, arranged everything in an orderly manner, and even planned the possible deviations of each step, but he never calculated that Xiao Zhiyin would not cooperate with him.

The wisp of Buddhist consciousness of Wuhui Buddha Son was hidden in the corner in silence. He observed Xiao Zhiyin and found that every sword she swung and every step she took was very casual. Although it was a complete set of sword techniques, it was not rigid and deliberate, but a kind of adaptability and order in chaos.

Gradually, the evil spirits around Xiao Zhiyin gradually disappeared.

Some people will be possessed by the inner demons when they overcome the inner demon tribulation and then fall into the illusion, but Xiao Zhiyin did not let the inner demons approach him and all of them were neatly destroyed.

As these inner demons disappeared, a clear air began to emit around Xiao Zhiyin. She thoughtfully, killed the last ball of evil spirit, and then stood in the sea of ​​consciousness and closed her eyes.

So Wuhui Buddha Son understood and Xiao Zhiyin was about to realize the truth.

...

Xiao Zhiyin cursed Wuhui's son in his sea of ​​consciousness while killing the inner demon. For a moment, the white gold light and black purple light intertwined and shone. Xie Chulian was stunned and suddenly stood there.

Ayin is about to realize the truth!

Xie Chulian's face was horrified, and then she discovered that Xiao Zhiyin was surrounded by both fairy and demonic energy, and the two actually showed a even-matched attitude.

Just now, the demonic energy prevailed because the ghost world belonged to Yin... Xie Chulian frowned, feeling a little uneasy, and didn't quite understand where the variable was.

At the same time, the purple-gold heavenly thunder in the sky was also eager to try it out - Xiao Zhiyin's golden elixir was originally the purple-gold elixir, which was the best type. When he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, he had to endure the most painful and cruelest purple-gold heavenly thunder.

Xie Chulian's pupils shrank, and she looked at Xiao Zhiyin who was still enlightened, and she felt secretly anxious.

She calculated that Xiao Zhiyin had been in meditation for four days, and the sky thunder usually set on the sixth day. In other words, Xiao Zhiyin must realize the Tao within one day, otherwise if she cannot open her eyes when the sky thunder comes, she may die under the attack of the sky thunder.

But realizing the Tao and entering the Tao within one day is something that has almost never happened since ancient times.

Most cultivators either realize the truth at the late stage of the Golden Pill and the peak of the Golden Pill, or find their own way after entering the Nascent Soul stage. Just like Xiao Zhiyin, who realizes the truth and enters the Tao when he is thunder tribulation, only dozens of them are allowed to do it.

And those people, without exception, died under the thunder tribulation.

Xie Chulian couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and then a decisive expression appeared on her face - if Ayin died, she wouldn't believe that the ghost king could not pull Ayin back!

At worst, your merits are damaged, your cultivation is reduced, and you are punished by heaven.

As long as Ayin can live, what if she gives up her cultivation?

Xie Chulian closed her eyes, then calmed down and continued to protect Xiao Zhiyin.

...

Wuhui Buddha Son looked at Xiao Zhiyin and closed his eyes, sighed, and said helplessly: "Your thunder tribulation will fall in twelve hours. If you cannot realize the Tao within twelve hours and enter the Tao, you will be afraid that you will die and disappear."

Xiao Zhiyin stood still and said, "By the same, if I could attain enlightenment and enter the Tao within twelve hours, then my Nascent Soul will be stronger and my Taoist heart will be stronger."

Seeing that she seemed very sure that she could succeed, the Buddhist son of Wuhui couldn't help but say anxiously: "This is not the time for you to be willful! If you die, this world will be over!"

Xiao Zhiyin was still unmoved, she just smiled indifferently: "It is not possible to pin the fate of the whole world on me alone."

The Buddhist son Wuhui choked slightly.

That's true - if Xiao Zhiyin really dies, he can find the next person to save the world.

But it's not so appropriate.

But now, Xiao Zhiyin, the so-called "most suitable person", does not cooperate with him at all... They are fine if such people die.

Wuhui's Buddhist son thought so, and no longer persuaded Xiao Zhiyin, but was silently preparing to leave Xiao Zhiyin's sea of ​​consciousness - after all, in his eyes, Xiao Zhiyin was about to die and her soul and spiritual consciousness would be destroyed. If he continued to stay here, he might be implicated.

Who would have thought that when he was about to leave, Xiao Zhiyin suddenly spoke out: "Son of Buddha, what are the people of the world?"

Wuhui Buddha Son was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to answer.

Xiao Zhiyin smiled slightly, and for some reason he thought of something, he became much more peaceful: "My brother once realized that he was too serious in killing you, and he came to you and wanted you to give me some advice... What did you say at that time? Do you still remember?"

The Buddhist son Wuhui was silent for a long time before he said without any sorrow or joy: "There are all sentient beings, and when they are alive, they die, and when they are dead, they are born, coming and going, and they are back and forth; in the Infernal Affairs, Vajra's eyes are angry, and they stop killing and are drawn with one stroke."

Xiao Zhiyin curled her lips and said, "Look, you used to be a person with Buddha nature - the people of the world, life and death, and clearly destroyed, just let it go. At that time, you would not place all the so-called salvation and hope on one person, and you would not interfere in such a thing."

The Buddhist son Wuhui stopped unconsciously and listened with his ears.

Xiao Zhiyin said: "I guessed that it is because you gradually gain power and gradually lose your original heart, and naturally you lose the Buddha nature you once had - now you think you are the master of the power of life and death, and you think you are a saint who is free from sorrow, joy, sorrow and anger... But, in the final analysis, a saint is also a flesh and blood person."

The Buddhist son Wuhui closed his eyes.

After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice, still in his disguised voice, but he had a little more true feelings: "The heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs; the saints are not kind, and treat the people as straw dogs. How can I explain it?"

Xiao Zhiyin said: "The way of heaven does not matter benevolence, it does not mean benevolence, it does not involve any personal emotions. Whether it is a tree, a stone, or a monarch, or a vital person like a great power of Taoism, they all exist in His eyes. The saints do not act emotionally, treat everything fairly and justly, and devote themselves to the people without asking for anything in return..."
Chapter completed!