After the little tiger said that, Chu He was not so proud of his compliment that he couldn't find Bei, but said calmly.
"I would also like to ask Lord Xue Shen to remove evil thoughts for the evil spirit's head!"
The little tiger hasn't encountered such a happy thing for a long time. He raised his finger and a strong beam of light shot directly towards the evil spirit's sea of consciousness.
Chu He originally thought that such a powerful energy attack would generate a large amount of energy fluctuations.
However, the magical thing is that the beam of light enters the evil spirit's head, like a fish passing through the water, with only ripples, and no response from others.
Just as a little tiger in Chuhe was having fun, a white light suddenly flashed deep in the evil spirit's sea of consciousness. The white light was like a knife, and all the black evil thoughts in the place they were illuminated were burned into flying smoke.
The worst thing about the evil spirits now is that they are in great pain, but unfortunately they can't shout it out at all.
"Mobile, all these black mists that have escaped will be burned to me!"
"It's the master!"
Because the white light inside burned the black evil spirit, the evil spirit could not bear it and began to run around, thinking of finding an opportunity to hide and then penetrated into the little monk's body.
Unfortunately, he just escaped under the strong light and was surrounded by a red flame. The flame itself had no temperature, but after touching the soul, it flashed with strange blue light. The pain of being burned by the flame was far away.
Greater than the pain that white light brings to them.
When these black gases reacted, it was too late.
Soon, the black gas was completely eliminated, and the huge head of the immovable Ming King became extremely holy and dignified. He had a dignity in his appearance and smiled. He could not see any evil appearance.
"Go in!"
The little tiger snorted coldly. I thought everything was going well, but an accident occurred. The unmoved Mingwang, who drove away the evil spirit, suddenly opened his eyes after the little tiger used the spirit, and two strong lights shot towards the little tiger.
Subconsciously he wanted to avoid it, but the golden light was too fast, and the little tiger could not avoid it and was directly shot by the golden light.
The little tiger, who thought there would be some danger, found that the golden light was just a real gaze, and suddenly felt that he was being fooled.
"Grandma, I'll ask you to go back to the little monk's body, do you hear it?"
At first, he didn't express it clearly, so the huge head did not understand what he meant, so he didn't move.
But this time he could no longer say clearly, but the King of Ming still had no reaction. Instead, he looked down at the little monk and sighed.
"I only have evil thoughts, and I will eventually lead to the evil consequences of today. Everything arises from me, and it will be destroyed by me, Amitabha!"
After saying this, he entered the little monk's body. The moment he entered the little monk's body, the little monk suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body was emitting golden light, looking like a sanctified master.
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Ling'er wrapped her hands in front of her chest and looked at the little monk's every move nervously.
Chu He was also very worried. Unlike Mo Dun. When Mo Dun got the divine eye, although he was at the level of a celestial immortal, he was fresh at that time.
Now the little monk has just broken through the Golden Immortal and is experiencing the great way with all his heart. He is now in a state of unpreparedness. If the evil spirits regain control of his head, the little monk will basically die.
It seemed as if everyone's thoughts were seen, the little tiger said.
"Don't worry, at first I thought this old bald donkey would be occupied by the evil spirit and become an evil spirit again. Unexpectedly, I still underestimated him. The evil spirit not only did not improve his cultivation, but instead reduced his cultivation level.
Now that he has arrived, after he has obtained Qingming Festival, he will take the initiative to help your disciples get rid of evil thoughts."
"And your disciples attained the great way of Nirvana. It's so interesting, the immortal body!"
"Originally, if his probability of success was zero, his probability of success was infinitely close to 100%. Of course, if that stinky bald donkey was not pretending to be 13 in front of me!"
The little tiger's words lost its effect twice just now, and there is a possibility that the soul of the immovable Ming King is stronger than that of him, so that this uncontrollable situation will occur.
After all, the little tiger is just a wisp of residual thought, and the King of Unmoved is a complete soul.
Hearing the little tiger saying that the probability of the little monk's survival was nearly 100%, Ling'er finally let go of her hanging heart, but she still kept singing the six-character mantra, although she could no longer help the little monk, Chu
He couldn't bear to interrupt her.
The most complicated mood at this time is probably Mo Bin. His original personality was just a prominent person, which made him steadily suppress his junior brother.
But his junior brother suddenly had such a big fortune. That stinky tiger said that if the little monk could succeed, his strength during the celestial immortal would be greater than that of himself at this time.
But now the little monk has already attained the Golden Immortal, and he is still the extremely rare path of Nirvana, and he is simply an indestructible Xiaoqiang.
He is so jealous now.
Chu He could feel Mo Bian's emotions, but opportunities cannot be forced. The little monk was originally a Buddhist disciple, so he got the demon-subduing pestle. In the end, the Ming Wang chose to help him is probably because he was a Buddhist.
disciple.
If it were Mo Bin, he wouldn't have any chance of survival!
Chu He patted Mo Duan's little head.
"There are still many opportunities in the future, it's just an opportunity. You and your junior brother have different personalities and will do different things!"
Chu He spoke to comfort him, and Mo Dun was finally a little happy.
Chu He no longer focused on the little monk, but leaned over and asked the little tiger in a low voice.
"Sir Xue Shen, Ling'er has grown up, but she has not yet awakened her bloodline. You are very knowledgeable. Can you give me some advice?"
Chu He still cared about Ling'er's bloodline awakening, and he was worried that speaking loudly would stimulate Ling'er's young mind, so he said in a voice that only two people could hear.
Chu He deliberately concealed it, but Xiaohu didn't care at all and said carelessly.
"The way to awaken the bloodline of Nuwa descendants is very simple, and I have told you many times!"
Chu He was a little confused and looked at the little tiger in confusion, and complained that he was talking so loudly that Ling'er could hear it.
"What the hell is it? Don't be careless, you've never said it!"
Chu He was so anxious that the little tiger was about to say a few words to mock Chu He, but suddenly changed his mind.
"I want to know, right? OK. I'm betting with me. If you win, I'll tell you!"
This time Chu He did not agree directly, but asked in a low voice.
"It's very simple to lose. Stay here and give me a baby!"
"What do you think of Ling'er and me as a fertility machine? I will never agree to this request!"
Chu He said righteous words, but he still hoped that this would be possible, but Ling'er just disagreed.