There are one hundred and seven tombs in the Great Shengjue's cemetery.
No matter which one of the fierce generals under Tianzhen's command in the past, they are far from comparable to the likes of Skinned Hong Ji.
They have long since passed away, and their souls have entered reincarnation again. However, when they were buried, the evil spirits still remained in their corpses. The Great Holy Jue is a special place, and the evil spirits in the corpses will not dissipate.
For countless years, the evil energy has been cultivated in the master's body, gradually becoming purer, becoming lighter, and gradually 'transforming the energy into the mind'. The so-called 'corpse body mind' is actually obsession, but the Token Cave is a blessed place, and there will be no such thing as corpse transformation.
Something happens.
What's more, although many great demons are arrogant, they are open-minded. They are all heroic people. They don't worry about life and death. They will die when they die. They have no regrets and no resentment. The obsession is just a change of spirit, not resentment or hostility.
The demonic energy in the corpse turns into demonic intention, continues to precipitate, becomes purer again, accumulates over time, and then 'gathers the essence and returns to the origin', and then 'condenses the essence and enters the spirit'. The demonic energy slowly travels in the body of the owner, and finally generates a new one.
'Wandering Soul'.
However, they will never be able to open their spiritual wisdom, let alone enter the body of the deceased to resurrect the dead. It's just that their vitality is consistent with the soul, so they can barely be called 'souls'.
Although the wandering souls have no intelligence, they came from the tomb owner's demonic aura during his lifetime, and thus were contaminated with some of the great demon's instincts during his lifetime.
When Su Jing was taken away from his body, his death was imminent; when Su Jing became furious and screamed like thunder, the Great Holy Jue was shaken. The ghosts wandering in the tomb sensed the crisis, and based on the tomb owner's instinct to protect the owner during his lifetime, they all rushed into the sky and rushed to the spiritual platform.
Go to the rescue!
The battle for the body, the competition of soul power, Su Jing's fire of visualization is to gather his soul power.
The wandering souls in Dongtian Cemetery are all the purest ‘souls and souls’, which are the best nourishment for the fire of visualization!
The Zuqiao Lingtai was so angry that it finally turned into a disaster for the fierce monk. The monk screamed and rolled in the flames, but how could he be refining like this? While he was tumbling, he screamed: "Me!"
As soon as his voice fell, he stretched out his hand to slap his Tianling. The monk's figure doubled in size.
The second word he shouted was: "Ben!", and he slapped his head hard with his palm again, causing the vicious monk's body to double in size again.
Followed by the third word: "Fire!", the third palm, a total of cross shouts before and after the third body shape surged, and ten hand strikes to the heavenly spirit. Then look at the fierce monk's body as big as a mountain, and he was rolling in the sea of fire again.
, another earth-shattering momentum.
The monk yelled ten words in one sentence: I was born out of fire, what can you do to me!
The ferocious monk grew horribly, and with the help of hundreds of demon spirits, the 'Fire of Visualization' became more and more intense. The flames rose up layer by layer and surged endlessly. Su Jing's spiritual platform also opened up and expanded crazily.
The demon monk is powerful and the flames are fierce!
At this moment, it has become a fantasy for the monk to seize the body again; but it is not easy for Su Jing to completely refine the beast. The fierce monk is possessed by the devil and is insane, with no intention of retreating or escaping.
, right in the spiritual platform, fighting the blazing sea of fire to the death.
On the futon in the Zen room, Su Jing's expression has returned to calmness again, but his mind is not relaxed at all. The spiritual altar is raging with anger, but to control the sea of fire and let the flames form an offensive to deal with the enemy, you still have to rely on these two words: Observation
think.
Next, the battle for souls in the spiritual platform continued for days. The time that was as precious as gold to the monks became the most meaningless thing here again. The fire was raging, burning more and more fiercely. The fierce monk went crazy, but it seemed to be useful.
Endless strength.
In this way, the fierce battle didn't last long. Su Jing, who was contemplating with all his strength, suddenly felt a coldness between his brows.
It's not the coldness when the evil spirit takes possession of the body, but the clear, cool, and refreshing "cold" that makes people feel refreshed. Before he can figure out where this feeling comes from, the center of his eyebrows suddenly feel hot and hot again.
The eyebrows seem to melt and melt through!
After cold or heat, there is swelling! From the outside, there is no change at all. Only Su Jing can feel it. The center of his eyebrows swells so hard that it feels like his forehead will explode. Fortunately, he only feels it instantly and the swelling subsides.
But the strange feeling is not over yet, the sudden expansion is followed by the sudden contraction, which makes the eyeballs hurt.
The four feelings changed one after another, just in the blink of an eye, and then Su Jing felt the center of his eyebrows beating slightly.
One jump, two jumps, three jumps.
It was the third jump, and suddenly all the brilliance appeared before my eyes!
Su Jing was doing inner body observation, unaware of anything outside his body. At this moment, the divine light in front of his eyes came from the Ancestral Aperture Lingtai: the raging sea of fire suddenly burst into splendor, seven-color mysterious light shone in all directions, and a vortex appeared in the center of the Lingtai.
Judging from the size, the center of the whirlpool can at best leak an egg, but it spins like crazy! Within ten revolutions, it stirs up a thousand-foot-wide flame, and within a hundred revolutions, the entire sea of fire is stirred up into a frenzy.
The boundless flames began to spin mightily, and the vortex swallowed up all the flames. Due to visualization, the vast sea of fire swelled due to wandering souls, and it was swallowed by such a small whirlpool, and it quickly collapsed!
But this whirlpool only swallowed flames and paid no attention to the fierce monk. After the whirlpool appeared, it took no more time than burning incense, and the sea turned into a lake. Then the lake turned into a pond, and the pond turned into a beach. In the blink of an eye, Su Jing's ancestral aperture
The spiritual platform was completely dark, with only a fierce monk as big as a mountain, a limp ghost robe, a sword that had lost all its luster, and a hole in the ground that could barely pass through an egg.
The whirlpool swallowed up the sea of fire, and the center of the whirlpool turned into a dark hole.
The fierce monk didn't know what happened. He was a madman and he would not pursue it. He only knew that he had won when the fire was gone. He was beaten and burned, with a look of ecstasy on his distorted face. He turned over and jumped from the ground.
At the same time, a golden-red arc of light suddenly erupted from the 'hole', striking the monk's bald head!
It was so fast that it was irresistible, the flying fire, a three-legged golden crow the size of a sparrow!
In the spiritual platform, the sky-burning sea of fire turned into a small golden crow!
Su Jing, who was sitting on the futon, burst out laughing suddenly, startling the three corpses around him and Qi Donglai.
The little golden crow was exactly the same as it was flying by, and laughed "ha"!
The Golden Crow flashed, directly piercing through the monster monk's giant hand that was trying to block it, and stretched out its beak to peck his bald head as big as a hill. The monk howled miserably, and a ball of black air spurted out from his forehead. The little Golden Crow spread its wings,
The layers of real fire were rolling, and the black energy was completely refined with just one breath. Looking at the monk again, his figure had shrunk by half.
The Little Golden Crow originated from imagining the sea of fire, but after transforming into a divine object, its power is far greater than the previous sea of fire!
In the Zen room, the three corpses who had just been shocked by Su Jing's laughter were lined up shoulder to shoulder, standing in front of Su Jing, looking at him carefully.
Su Jing was taller than the three of them standing when he was sitting. As he was looking at you, Su Jing suddenly said again: "What the hell are you!"
Inevitably, the three corpses were startled again. They looked at each other in confusion, picked up flowers and asked, "Who is he talking about?"
Lei Dong looked like he knew everything: "You know who you are talking about."
Akame continued to stare at Su Jing, wondering: "Why is he smiling so happily?"
After asking "What on earth are you?" Su Jing smiled. Faces come from the heart, and major emotions in meditation will be directly reflected in his expression. At this moment, Su Jing could not say that he was so happy, so happy: this sentence
Those words were what Su Jing wanted to poke the other person in the head and ask more about when he was beaten terribly by the vicious monk.
The master’s wife in the sky, the little master’s wife in the underground, the master’s wife in the sky and the earth are blessing each other. Now Su Jing finally got his wish:
The little golden crow pecked at the monk's bald head. After one peck and the word "drink", the monk's figure doubled in size. After asking "What the hell are you?", he pecked hard nine times.
Counting the previous peck and the ten golden crow pecks, the monk's figure has grown up, and now it has shrunk back, becoming the size of an ordinary person again.
As his figure swelled and shrank, the demon's power was almost exhausted, and he no longer had the strength to struggle, let alone seize his body!
The Golden Crow was ruthless, its wings flapped again, the flames surged up again, and thousands of fire snakes fiercely licked the fierce monk!
However, the fire continued to burn, and Su Jing still paid attention to controlling the heat. Although he was beaten badly by the fierce monk earlier, this monk was compassionate in nature and had superb Buddhist teachings. He was only affected by the demons in his heart. The thoughts between Su Jing and Su Jing won him a lot.
Memory, I also know a lot of things from this.
After a long period of refining, the vicious curses were no longer heard. The monk's facial features slowly returned to normal, and his ferocious expression disappeared and he became stupid again. He no longer rolled and struggled, and sat quietly in the fire with his legs folded and his hands folded. However, his body shape also changed.
Almost transparent.
The monk was completely possessed by the devil this time, and he could only truly wake up at the moment when his soul was shattered. Su Jing waited for this moment, his mind turned, and the Golden Crow obeyed the order and immediately withdrew the flames.
Almost at the same time, Tu Wan, who had been lying on the ground and refused to go back to recuperate, also made a sharp sword cry at Su Jing. Su Jing understood that the spirit of the sword was to save the monk's life.
As soon as the flames dissipated, the ghost robe immediately flew up and enveloped the monk. This treasure has the effect of protecting the soul and can protect the monk from disappearing into thin air.
After a moment, the monk opened his eyes again, looked at Jinwu, then at Tu Wan, and finally looked down at the ghost robe on his body, and breathed out softly: "Thank you."
What he thanked was not Su Jing's grace of sparing him, but his thanks to Su Jing for winning over him!
The monk failed to seize the house, so he did not commit any sin. The person who stopped him from doing evil was Su Jing, so thank you very much.
A ray of spiritual consciousness was thrown into the ancestral orifice, reflected in Su Jing, and asked the monk: "Can you remember anything?"
The monk shook his head: "I still can't remember the things I should remember."
Su Jing smiled: "Now take a good rest in the robe, you will always remember it." He was about to put the ghost robe away as he spoke, but the monk shook his head with difficulty: "Wait, I haven't thanked you yet."
The monk didn't just say thank you.
After he finished speaking, he stretched his hand into his arms, not just into his arms! His hand slowly and slowly stretched out from his chest.
It looked like a fierce ghost picking off the heart, but there was no blood. When he took it out with his hand, mysterious light spread out from the monk's chest.
After digging for a while, as if searching for something in his pocket, the monk finally took out his hand again and stretched it out in front of Su Jing: "I give it to you, both as a thank you and as an apology."
As he said this, the monk showed a silly smile.
Then his smile turned into a big yawn. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)