Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 564 The Obsession Is Too Deep
Extreme Sun Domain, in Biyou Palace.

Liu Qingqing, Sister Lan's mother and daughter, Sister Bingyue and Huangfu Yanran's six daughters have been thrown into the Samadhi True Fire.

Although it was not directly thrown into the fire, it was about the same. The six people were surrounded by a ball of spiritual power. Below the ball of light was a large circular formation. The criss-crossing spiritual power gathered in the center, and finally formed a red Samadhi. The real fire surged up, endlessly baking the weak spiritual mask.

And that film-like mask is different from the body protection mask, but a special barrier, which obviously cannot isolate the temperature of the real fire of Samadhi, and the extreme heat is continuously transmitted into the mask.

It is equivalent to the fire of the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun in the past, how can the already seriously injured Yiying Huasheng resist.

Especially Sister Lan's mother and daughter and Liu Qingqing, although they have some cultivation due to the devouring technique, they are still very limited. When they first came into contact with the extreme heat, they couldn't bear it.

The three of them were already drowsy and dripping with sweat. Although they held the seals with both hands and gritted their teeth, it was still useless. Their eyes were drooping, and their figures sitting cross-legged were precarious.

Since their cultivation bases were sealed, the rest of Bingyue, Bing Ling'er, and Huangfu Yanran were not much better. Their physical strength was not comparable to that of Wang Mu. Although with the cultivation bases of the three, some spiritual power would still be deposited in their flesh and blood. , but it is very different from those who specialize in body training. Under the true fire of samadhi, they cannot resist at all.

What's more, the three daughters are still trying their best to protect Liu Qingqing and Sister Lan's mother and daughter.

On the periphery of the entire formation, there are disciples who should be extremely strong under the leader of Tongtian Cult, and the Kunpeng demon master who has taken refuge in the leader of Tongtian Cult.

On the other side, in the Jiyang Palace, the other Yiying Huasheng and King Kong are also facing the same desperate situation. Everyone is shrouded in a huge light mask. Under the light mask, there is a steady stream of dark green witch fire rushing, which is incomparably powerful. The witch fire, which is not as good as the true fire of Samadhi, is highly poisonous, and it is constantly roasting everyone.

It is also to let Long Xiaoyuan, who is not enough in cultivation, sit in the middle, and the rest Yiying Huasheng and King Kong sit cross-legged on the periphery, with a layer of weak spiritual power emerging from their bodies, while parting out to protect the companions who are not enough in cultivation, while Protect yourself.

It is worth mentioning that the body-protecting spiritual power of Yiying's seven King Kongs is much stronger. Although their cultivation bases are sealed, the bodies of these King Kongs are extremely tyrannical. The spiritual power in the body can be compared.

Only Duan Yixue was still in a daze.

She just sat in the void of the mask in a daze, her eyes were lifeless, her face was pale, as if she had lost her soul.

"Uh..." Suddenly, Long Xiaoyuan in the center gritted her teeth and let out a cry of pain. Although her pretty face still had an unyielding expression, her head was already covered with sweat, and she couldn't hold on anymore.

"Hehe," Duan Yixue suddenly sneered at Long Xiaoyuan's pained look, and looked up at the sky again, black air appeared between her brows again, and a gloomy voice came, "I, the Twelve Flower Saint, was not conceived by the founding Yuanling." Why? Why didn’t the founding Yuanling help us? Could it be that even the founding Yuanling abandoned us?”

After a while, she lowered her head again, and her black eyes scanned the surrounding circle formed by the masters of the Extreme Yang Palace and the Polar Earth Palace. The cold and evil eyes flashed across the faces, and her voice was once again like It came like chewing bones, "You evil and dirty creatures wanted to destroy us tens of thousands of years ago, and you still refused to let us go after tens of thousands of years. Hehe," she sneered again, with a bitter smile, " Since he is no longer in this world, then this world has nothing to do with us." He closed his eyes and took a breath, and when he opened his eyes, the dark eyes became cold again, "Listen well, Twelve Flower Saints I won’t die, even if our souls are scattered today, tens of thousands of years later, the founding Yuanling will still be able to gather us together, and one day, we will destroy this world and kill all your creatures!”

The hysterical voice was exaggerated, but no one dared not believe it, because the menacing gaze in the all-black eyes really made people unable to take the courage to question it.

a day later.

No matter it is Jiyang Palace or Biyou Palace, the physical bodies of all the Twelve Flower Saints have dissipated, and only the seven King Kongs are still holding on.

The physical body dissipated, leaving only the primordial spirit, especially Sister Lan's mother and daughter. The weak primordial spirit was obviously formed and exposed to the true fire of samadhi not long after.

The primordial spirit of the Twelve Flower Saints was burned by the fire, and little white and yellow light spots began to float up.

It is the founding Yuanling.

Maybe it's because the Twelve Flower Saints still don't know how to use the founding Yuanling, or maybe they haven't fully recovered their memory. The founding Yuanling in their bodies will only work when they are urged by Wang Mu's heart demon, but at this moment, they don't know how to use it. There are no changes.

Another day passed, except for the seven King Kongs who kept their bodies immortal, a little founding spirit was extracted from the primordial spirits of the Twelve Flower Saints, which floated in the sky above the barrier.

The six flower saints in Biyou Palace extracted six light spots, and the Jiyang Palace also had six flower saints also extracted six light spots.

Even so, Master Tongtian, Shen Tu and Yu Lei were already overjoyed. After receiving the founding Yuanling, they retreated to study.

Having the founding Yuanling does not mean that you will be invincible in the world. What a magical thing the Founding Yuanling is, you can't use it just by owning it, you have to study it!

It was also because of the existence of the flower Buddha Wang Mu that they knew that there was a divine object called the founding Yuanling. If it weren't for Wang Mu, the flower Buddha who came out from under the peach blossom tree, I am afraid that Hongjun and Xiaoyao Taoist in the Three Realms would have No one can know what this founding Yuanling is, let alone obtain and use it.

On the third day, the bodies of the seven Vajras had streaks of black and red blood, and they looked very stable, not afraid of the Samadhi True Fire and Witch Fire, but the primordial spirit of the Twelve Flower Saints began to dim and were on the verge of disintegration .

Whether it's Biyou Palace or Jiyang Palace, within the two masks, there is a lifeless depression, and in the depression, there is also the unwillingness, unyielding, persistence, and innocence from the hearts of all the flower saints and King Kong. That monstrous resentment.

Undoubtedly, if the Twelve Flower Saints and the Seven King Kongs still have the chance to be reborn, they will definitely face the present world with a different face.

There is a deep sadness and resentment in the entire Jiyang domain.

However, there are some inexplicable anomalies in the Axiu domain, especially on the battlefield near the dark sea, the originally quiet sky, there will be strange wind passing by from time to time, as if the wind has been frightened by something.

On that day, when Yu Lei and Shen Tu jointly summoned the power of opening the sky, although they only exerted less than one-tenth of the power of opening the sky, it still caused Wang Mu to explode and die.

At the moment when the physical body exploded, Wang Mu was indeed dead, and his body and spirit were all destroyed. However, at the moment when the twelve primordial spirits and the peach blossom seal under his seat exploded at the same time, Wang Mu's two kinds of spiritual consciousness merged together.

An unprecedented fusion, as if two parts that were missing from each other finally found each other completely.

All of a sudden, Wang Mu had an epiphany, all the confusion was clear at this moment of dying, all the forgotten memories, all the grievances and hatreds were all vivid in his mind.

It seemed that he had instantly turned back to the ragged boy in white clothes tens of thousands of years ago, with a world-shattering resentment and a compassionate kindness.

Ever since, a miracle happened.

Wang Mu's physical body, primordial spirit, and even the dragon ball disappeared, but this fused consciousness did not dissipate, the soul was gone, but this strange consciousness was still there.

There is a saying in Buddhism, this is obsession, and the obsession is too deep, even if it disappears, it will be difficult to get rid of that ray of obsession.

Tens of thousands of years, too many experiences, too much unwillingness, too much entanglement, and too many sentiments were all melted into this strand of obsession for a while, floating invisible and soundlessly in the explosive body In the air of time, lingering, from time to time will startle the slightest bit of wind.

Although only three days have passed in the Extreme Sun Realm, it has been three months in the Axiu Realm.

In three months, that thread began to be chaotic, and the tangled consciousness began to become clearer and more organized.

He thought of everything before, and also of what happened just now. The Twelve Flower Saints and the seven Vajras were taken away by Shen Tu and Yu Lei, and then six of them were abducted by the Tongtian Sect Master halfway. A ray of consciousness is clearly remembered.

The important thing is that the Twelve Flower Saints and the Seven Vajras are undoubtedly more dangerous than good.

That wisp of spiritual consciousness began to become anxious, so the wind in this void became louder and louder until it was completely chaotic. The wind from nowhere could only sweep and reverberate in this void.

Finally, that ray of consciousness thought of the founding Yuanling again.

Only the founding Yuanling can change all this.

And Wang Mu, who has recovered all his memories, naturally knows how to control the founding Yuanling.

In fact, tens of thousands of years ago, the biggest reason why the Flower Buddha fell was that he forcibly sealed the evil thoughts in his body and the method of using the founding Yuanling. Otherwise, with the fully fired Flower Buddha and the power of the Founding Yuanling , how could it end up like this.

It's a pity that Hua Buddha is merciful, but the opponent doesn't know how to cherish it, and instead intensifies it.

"嗤嗤..." It was a dark night in the Axiu Realm, under the green moonlight, a few sparks suddenly flashed in the void not far from the Nether Sea, the blue sparks, like a short circuit in the Mortal Realm's wires.

Immediately afterwards, the hissing sound became more and more dense, and the space occupied by it became larger and larger, like countless fireworks blooming at the same time.

"Kachacha...crackling!"

After a while, the void within a radius of a hundred miles suddenly brightened, and even greater amounts of lightning burst out from behind the sky, one by one, criss-crossing, each current was extremely strong, stretching endlessly, countless currents interweaved, like a net of heaven and earth, covering the entire Baili sky.

The wind is louder!

(End of this chapter)