When Huiming returned to Brahma Temple, the sight in his eyes surprised him even more.
All the disciples are recovering from their injuries. In the courtyard, there are countless heads of people practicing Kung Fu.
Huineng hurriedly walked around the courtyard, jogged all the way, passed through the pool and rockery, and came to the Yuanzhi Zen Room to resume his life.
When Yuanzhi saw Huiming coming in, he put down the scripture in his hand.
"Huiming, you are back!"
Huiming lowered his head and clasped his hands together.
"Master, the disciple is back!"
Yuan Zhi looked at Huiming, walked past the bookcase, and walked to Huiming's side.
"What did you realize when you went out this time?"
Huiming seemed to wake up suddenly from his sleep.
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"Listen carefully to Master's teachings, Huiming knows you are wrong!"
Yuan Zhi's face has always been gloomy.
"Only by fully understanding these, can your skills progress, and your realm will surpass the Xuanyuan realm and practice to the Nine Yang realm."
Huiming just lowered his head, his face His face was full of shame.
Yuan Zhi waved his hand.
"Go and rest!"
When Huiming walked out of the Yuanzhi Zen Room, his heart suddenly became much brighter.
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In the hall of Wuming Valley, a sacrificial hall has been set up. There are thick candles on both sides of the sacrificial hall, and the central incense table is filled with smoke.
Mu Waner looked at Wuyingzhi worriedly.
"Valley Master, why should you believe Sun Niuma? He is a member of the Demon Cult!"
Wuyingzhi smiled slightly.
"I don't think he dares to harm me! Besides, with his soul, Xin'er will regain his mind."
Huo Pengfei opened his wide eyes.
"Valley Master, are these strange Taoisms credible?"
Wuyingzhi glared at Huo Pengfei.
"It is clearly written in the Ancestor's book that in order to cultivate to the Qitian realm, you have to endure the pain of dividing the soul! Each segment of the soul is planted with seeds of power. After nourishing it with the soul, the divided soul The soul and body are fused as before, and you can advance quickly!"
"Don't you believe in the wisdom of the ancestors?"
Huo Pengfei was scolded by Wuyingzhi and said in a low voice: " It's a letter, but no one has done it before. It's too risky!"
After saying that, Huo Pengfei left the hall angrily and vented his unhappiness outside.
Jin Wushuang looked at Sun Niuma coldly, his eyes as cold as ice, as if they were going to pierce a person's heart.
"Say!"
Sun NiuMa looked at Jin Wushuang, his legs shaking involuntarily.
"What are you talking about?"
"Truth!" Jin Wushuang said coldly.
"What I told is the truth, I dare not tell a lie." Sun Niuma's legs softened and he knelt down, "If you don't believe it, you can kill me now."
< p> Wuyingzhi waved his hand to Jin Wushuang."Then let's get started!" Wuyingzhi glanced at Sun Niuma.
Sun Niuma gingerly took out an animal skin-like object from his arms and placed it on the incense table. After a while, the spell slowly turned into a crystal-like blue, with countless star-like light spots shining with mysterious green light.
Sun Niuma looked at Wuyingzhi.
"Valley Master. This is the treasure of our Blood Demon Cult - the Blood Demon Talisman."
Everyone in the hall held their breath, with surprise on their faces. The color, looking forward to Wuyingzhi changing his approach.
At this time, Huo Pengfei also entered the hall and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jin Wushuang's cold eyes.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and all eyes focused on Wuyingzhi.
Wuyingzhi glanced at the Blood Demon Talisman and slowly walked to the incense table, with no trace of fear on his face. He clasped his hands together and recited the mantra silently.
In just a moment, a thin mist of blood spurted out from the body, condensing into a blood curtain as crystal clear as ruby in front of the incense table.
Slowly, the blood curtain gradually dispersed into a red smoke, and slowly merged into the blood demon talisman.
The blood curse slowly changed from green light to red light, gradually changing to red bit by bit.
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After Wuyingzhi saw that everything was completed, he said loudly: "The killing will be completed within one year!"
After saying that. He raised one hand up and made a head gesture.
I saw the blood demon talisman began to melt slowly, the green color turned into blood red, and then turned into a wisp of red smoke, swimming down from the top of the incense table and entering Wuyingzhi's body.
Everyone looked at Wuyingzhi, but saw that his body was still standing, without any abnormalities.
In an instant, the candlelight and sandalwood in the sacrificial hall slowly extinguished, leaving only the torches on the wall, illuminating the hall.
Everyone shouted at the same time.
"Valley Master!"
Wuyingzhi smiled and waved his hands to everyone, indicating that everyone should not worry.
Huo Pengfei mentioned Sun Niuma.
"Now that I have done what you said, you should rest assured!"
Sun Niuma was already trembling with fear from Huo Pengfei.
"I will never break my promise, even if it means being cut into pieces, I will never regret it!"
"Then please!" After Wuyingzhi finished speaking, he strode outside.
Narcissus and Tudun directed the servants to evacuate the sacrificial hall.
It was a sunny day on the top of the mountain, the flowers and plants were swaying gently in the breeze, and there was a rustling sound in the jungle. A few tits were hovering in the air, watching everyone on the top of the mountain. A few white clouds lay lazily in the blue, motionless.
Fan Xin stood next to Narcissus, looking at everything stupidly. He didn't know why everyone gathered together today, and he didn't understand why they brought a stranger to the place where he practiced.
However, everyone's face was extremely serious. Fan Xin didn't dare to speak and watched quietly.
Sun Niuma sat calmly on the ground, glanced at the sky, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then looked at Wuyingzhi.
"Valley Master, it's okay!"
Sun Niuma's words were clear and crisp, without any tremor. Even though he was deliberately suppressing fear, everyone admired him a little.
Narcissus brought Fan Xin to the big stone and motioned him to sit on it with his eyes. It was time to practice.
Fan Xin looked at Narcissus in confusion.
"Sister Shui... Fairy... Sister, I have practiced... in the morning. Do you still need to practice now?"
Narcissus touched it. Fan Xin shook his head and nodded.
Fan Xin jumped onto the stone, sat down, and closed his eyes slightly.
Wan'er walked to the edge of the stone and whispered to Fan Xin.
"Don't do any exercises today, just sit quietly, you know?"
I saw Wuyingzhi closing his eyes, pointing his finger at Sun Niuma, and smiled slightly Shivering, thin beads of sweat had formed on his forehead.
As time passed little by little, Sun Niuma's shoulders, which were struggling to maintain balance, slowly stepped down. A faint soul rose from the body.
Sun Niuma's strong body shrank down weakly, lying softly in the grass, looking like a curled up fox, looking lazy.
Sun Niuma’s entire soul has separated from his body and is transparent, like a stick figure.
As the shadowless finger moved, the ethereal thing slowly moved towards Fan Xin, and then entered Fan Xin's body in threads.
Sun Niuma had curled up and fell in the grass. His face was pale, without any bloodshot eyes. His hands and feet began to slowly lose body temperature, and a trace of gossamer followed the soul and entered Fan Xin's body. .
Fan Xin was sitting on the stone, with big beads of sweat on his head. He felt that his body was extremely hot, and something like a flood was rushing through his body.
That kind of power seems to wrap the body tightly, like a copper wall. Countless strangers in my mindThe pictures are slowly reuniting and melting.
That force is like tearing off blood vessels in the body and then connecting those blood vessels.
Fan Xin’s uncomfortable brows knitted into knots. Finally, his vision turned dark and he fell down from the stone.
After sleeping this time, it was like a baby being reborn. My whole mind became much clearer, and my whole body seemed to have infinite power.
Fan Xin felt that the muscles in his entire body were expanding and growing. The bones were also creaking, as if they were also lengthening and growing rapidly.
This kind of fear made him break into a cold sweat. He anxiously called Wan'er, Narcissus, and Brother Tudun.
Suddenly, his body shook, and he opened his eyes. It turned out that he was sleeping on the bed, and everything was just a dream!
"Xin'er, you're finally awake!"
Fan Xin saw Mu Wan'er beside the bed, looking at him anxiously, seeing him wake up, with excitement on his face Hanging with teardrops.
"Sister Wan'er, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Wan'er opened her eyes in surprise.
"Xin'er, stop stuttering!"
In an instant, Mu Waner rushed out of the room, shouting: "Darcissus, Wushuang, Tudun...come here quickly." Ah, Xin'er woke up, he woke up."