Poor monk does not understand love
Chapter 568 Reshaping the Flesh
Chapter 568 Reshaping the Flesh
"Fifth Brother, you're not dead." Looking at Yan Kuan, Xiao Ba's rough voice came, and his stone face was dull.
Yan Kuan narrowed his eyes immediately, looked Xiao Ba up and down, and said, "Is this brother... a cow head? Or a horse face? This one is too ugly."
Xiao Ba rolled Yan Kuan's eyes slowly, and muttered: "All eight of our brothers have this virtue, you are scolding yourself."
"Oh, I'm going... hiss..." Yan Kuan stared, and was about to get up and make a move, but the injury was affected, and he sat down again gasping for air.
Although there are no missing parts, the seven King Kongs were burned by the witch fire for three days, and they still couldn't bear it. After all, they had gone through reincarnation, unlike Xiao Ba, who were directly transformed from wild stones. It has a perverted effect on body training, and I am afraid that they have long since left only the primordial spirit.
Ye Feng, Wuwei, Duan Yirui, Wang Junhui, Ye Guying, and Man You also woke up.
"Brother Mu, you're not dead?" Ye Feng was the first to frowned, seeing the clue, got up and walked over.
Seeing this, Yan Kuan tried to stand up again, but he was still powerless, but Wuwei struggled to stand up and walked towards Wang Mu.
Of the seven people, only Ye Feng and Wuwei still had the strength to stand up, but their faces were pale.
Coming to Wang Mu, feeling the strange and real aura of Wang Mu, Ye Feng and Wuwei finally confirmed that Wang Mu is not dead, and is stronger than before.
"Brother Mu, I thought..." The always ruthless Ye Feng smiled, and his eyes turned red.
"Second brother and third brother, eldest brother is much stronger than us, how could he die." Xiao Ba looked at Ye Feng and Wuwei, and added another sentence.
Ye Feng and Wuwei looked at each other again, then looked up, looked at Xiaoba's stone-like face, and then looked at Wang Mu suspiciously.
"This is the eighth Vajra, just like you, it was transformed by the strange stone under the peach blossom tree." Wang Mu smiled and said, looking at the others.
"Damn! So, we used to look like this guy? Ahaha..." Yan Kuan laughed suddenly, and while laughing, he looked back at Manyou and said, "See, it's useful to be handsome. , you and I used to be the same, with such ugly virtues, hahaha..."
"But at least I'm more handsome than you now." Man You lightly rolled his eyes.
Yan Kuan was choked again, and bowed his head with a look of hopelessness.
"Brother, what should sisters do?" At this moment, Xiao Ba looked at the suspended twelve primordial spirits and asked.
Hearing this, the rest of the people raised their heads in unison, with anger and sadness in their eyes. Although for a monk, the existence of the primordial spirit is not considered death, but the Twelve Flower Saints are women after all. I can't bear it, let alone my own people, let alone these King Kong born from the same root.
"You are all seriously injured. The ground is your heart stone. Putting them on your chest can help you restore your memory and speed up your recovery from injuries. As for them, I will help them reshape their physical bodies," Wang Mu said.
After speaking, he ignored the crowd and focused his eyes on the twelve huge petals around the vortex in the air.
Xiao Ba walked to the bottom of the vortex, stomped his feet lightly, and the seven strange stones from the ground floated up, as if they had spirituality, each of them floated in front of their respective owners.
Ye Feng looked at the stone with fixed eyebrows, and felt all sorts of apprehensions and doubts in his heart, but he settled down and held the stone in his hand.
A coolness flowed through the hearts of the seven people, and the hearts of the seven people were shocked. The painful injuries were relieved a lot. What's more, everyone had a strange thought.
It is a kind of will, a kind of will belonging to the barbarian stone, which has remained unmoved through wind and rain.
There was also a strange feeling, the seven of them suddenly thought of something, yes, they remembered that they had forgotten many things.
Without any further hesitation, Ye Feng and Wuwei returned to their original spot, sat down cross-legged, and then the seven of them looked at each other, and at Xiao Ba standing in front of them.
Xiao Ba raised his finger and pointed at the position of his heart, and saw that the black and red hard chest automatically spread out an oval hole, and in the hole was a round and smooth dark green stone.
The seven nodded, then raised their hands, and slowly moved the stone to their hearts.
"Chi..." There was a sharp and long sound, like electric currents intertwined, and black and red lines burst out from all the seven stones, and fell into the hearts of the seven people at the same time.
The black-red brilliance was connected to the heart in an instant, and in an instant, a surge of spiritual power rushed into the seven people's hearts with endless memories.
"I... Wipe!" Yan Kuan and Man You raised their heads and yelled in unison due to the intense shock and pain, and the rest of the people grinned.
In the next second, the seven people let go, and all seven stones fell into the hearts of the seven people.
The moment the stone merged with the heart, the eyes of the seven people suddenly became dazed, and then slowly closed their eyes as if in a faint, but their bodies sat upright automatically, and they made a special seal with their hands on their chests.
At this time, Wang Mu at the side glanced at the seven people, waved his hand lightly, and seven tiny white and yellow light spots flew out of Wang Mu's hands, landing on the eyebrows of the seven people respectively.
The moment the white-yellow light came into contact with the crowd, a stone imprint appeared between the eyebrows of the seven people, and the stone body was covered with dense white-yellow light spots, just like the creation of these founding yuan spiritual light spots and the light spots that Wang Mu fell on several people. The resonance is general.
"Buzz rumbling..."
Outside the seal, there was a sudden gust of wind in the smoky Luoshen Valley, and as soon as the black and red aura retreated violently, a steady stream of milky white aura floated out from the sky above the stone tablet, gathering into a thick circular cloud, and extending below the cloud. A column of condensed spiritual energy was released, and it was poured into the stone tablet crazily.
This seal is only to isolate the powerful spiritual power, but it does not block the original spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Otherwise, the essence of the twelve flower saints and the seven King Kongs would not be able to be drawn by the natal petals and heart stone.
In the cave within the seal, pillars of air fell and poured into the bodies of the seven King Kongs who were practicing with their eyes closed.
On the other side, Wang Mu has already started to reshape the physical body for the Twelve Flower Saints.
The twelve primordial spirits floated up, each corresponding to their own petals, suspended below the petals.
Wang Mu frowned slightly, and the peach blossom seal between his eyebrows was shining, and then he waved his hand again, and twelve white and yellow lights appeared, fluttering, and fell into the twelve petals accurately.
"Hurrah!"
As if given some instructions, the twelve petals swayed automatically, and the plump and round petals swayed, making a whirring sound.
Then, densely packed white and yellow light spots lit up on the twelve petals, all of which were the brilliance condensed by the founding Yuanling.
The corner of Wang Mu's mouth curled up into a smile, his thoughts moved slightly, and his mental power spread out, controlling the twelve petals together.
As a result, the twelve petals began to move according to Wang Mu's wishes, and the pink petals began to transform, wrapping the soul suspended below, and began to squirm quickly again, like a shape cast by water, the twelve human figures slowly Appeared, and gradually became more refined and vivid.
I don't know how long it took, the Twelve Daohua Saint's physical body was reshaped, and everyone was exactly the same as before.
Duan Yixue was still dressed in black, with a slightly sinister look on her brows, Huangfu Yanran was still carefree and heroic, Bingyue and Bingling'er still had silver hair, Bai Xiaoyu was still so charming but ethereal...
Everyone hasn't changed, just more spotless.
The natal petals of the Twelve Flower Saints are the most holy things.
In fact, with Wang Mu's cultivation, it couldn't be easier to reshape the body of the flower saint who has the foundation of the soul, not to mention the ready-made natal petals as the material of the body, the reason why the founding soul is used is to make these omnipotent, With a spiritual foundation of life, it helped the Twelve Flower Saints restore their previous cultivation and memory.
Yes, Wang Mu at this moment has a more thorough understanding of the founding Yuanling than Huafo did back then.
The Twelve Flower Saints and the Eight Great King Kongs have founding Yuanlings in their bodies, and there are definitely more than one founding Yuanlings.
In fact, based on Wang Mu's current comprehension, every living being has a founding spirit and the possibility of omnipotence, but no one can really grasp it.
Perhaps, there is God's will in the dark, sitting under the peach blossom tree for 3 years, and the reincarnation of suffering for thousands of years, maybe it is to realize the mystery of the creation of the Yuanling?
Doom or retribution?
Wang Mu can answer now, it is doom.
All suffering is not retribution, but to create today.
But I can't be sure, because there are still some things that haven't come to light.
Wang Mu looked at Duan Yixue again, the sternness between her brows represented her deep demon state, maybe it was the battle back then, maybe it was other reasons, maybe it was because of Wang Mu, the Twelve Flower Saints were all killed Contamination with inner demons, especially Duan Yixue, the first flower sage, is not a good sign. Moreover, from Duan Yixue's previous performance, it seems that he has mastered the destructive power of the founding Yuanling.
I really hope that they can return to the ethereal and holy appearance at the beginning, instead of the current state, Wang Mu knows that they will also suffer.
However, the inner demon can only be cured by himself, and the founding Yuanling has no choice, because from a certain perspective, the inner demon of the Twelve Flower Saint represents the other side of the founding Yuanling.
Outside the seal, the milky-white spiritual energy condensed cloud became even bigger, covering almost the entire Luoshen Valley, and all the black and red air was wrapped around the periphery, so that the outside world could not see the vision, and only pity those people in Luoshen Valley For the first time in so many years, the ghosts died down, each of them swaying, staring at them, not even daring to breathe.
Inside the seal, several air pillars spread out from the void, connecting with the Twelve Flower Saints sitting cross-legged in the void.
The Twelve Flower Saints and the Seven Vajras are all cultivating, recovering their memory and cultivation while recovering from their injuries.
"Xiao Ba, you stay here and wait for them to wake up, I will go out and find some pills for them." Wang Mu glanced at the crowd, then looked at Xiao Ba and said King Kong.
Although the founding Yuanling is omnipotent and can help everyone recover their injuries and memories, Wang Mu still feels a little slow. It would be even better if he could get a few Huiling Pills above the prefecture level.
In addition, there are many things that have not been dealt with outside, Xiaoba here is enough to see.
"Well," Xiao Ba nodded obediently, blinked his big eyes like coals, and said, "Brother, you won't have to wait another ten thousand years this time."
Wang Mu couldn't help laughing. It's been ten thousand years, but Xiaoba still has the same disposition as before. In front of his own people, he will always be a child who won't grow up.
After saving Xiao Ba ten thousand years ago and setting this seal, he was afraid that Xiao Ba would not be able to bear the loneliness and something would happen to him, so he handed him over to the Buddhist guard, so he was hidden by the Ksitigarbha King in the Soul Prison Hell. A place that no living person wants to approach.
(End of this chapter)
"Fifth Brother, you're not dead." Looking at Yan Kuan, Xiao Ba's rough voice came, and his stone face was dull.
Yan Kuan narrowed his eyes immediately, looked Xiao Ba up and down, and said, "Is this brother... a cow head? Or a horse face? This one is too ugly."
Xiao Ba rolled Yan Kuan's eyes slowly, and muttered: "All eight of our brothers have this virtue, you are scolding yourself."
"Oh, I'm going... hiss..." Yan Kuan stared, and was about to get up and make a move, but the injury was affected, and he sat down again gasping for air.
Although there are no missing parts, the seven King Kongs were burned by the witch fire for three days, and they still couldn't bear it. After all, they had gone through reincarnation, unlike Xiao Ba, who were directly transformed from wild stones. It has a perverted effect on body training, and I am afraid that they have long since left only the primordial spirit.
Ye Feng, Wuwei, Duan Yirui, Wang Junhui, Ye Guying, and Man You also woke up.
"Brother Mu, you're not dead?" Ye Feng was the first to frowned, seeing the clue, got up and walked over.
Seeing this, Yan Kuan tried to stand up again, but he was still powerless, but Wuwei struggled to stand up and walked towards Wang Mu.
Of the seven people, only Ye Feng and Wuwei still had the strength to stand up, but their faces were pale.
Coming to Wang Mu, feeling the strange and real aura of Wang Mu, Ye Feng and Wuwei finally confirmed that Wang Mu is not dead, and is stronger than before.
"Brother Mu, I thought..." The always ruthless Ye Feng smiled, and his eyes turned red.
"Second brother and third brother, eldest brother is much stronger than us, how could he die." Xiao Ba looked at Ye Feng and Wuwei, and added another sentence.
Ye Feng and Wuwei looked at each other again, then looked up, looked at Xiaoba's stone-like face, and then looked at Wang Mu suspiciously.
"This is the eighth Vajra, just like you, it was transformed by the strange stone under the peach blossom tree." Wang Mu smiled and said, looking at the others.
"Damn! So, we used to look like this guy? Ahaha..." Yan Kuan laughed suddenly, and while laughing, he looked back at Manyou and said, "See, it's useful to be handsome. , you and I used to be the same, with such ugly virtues, hahaha..."
"But at least I'm more handsome than you now." Man You lightly rolled his eyes.
Yan Kuan was choked again, and bowed his head with a look of hopelessness.
"Brother, what should sisters do?" At this moment, Xiao Ba looked at the suspended twelve primordial spirits and asked.
Hearing this, the rest of the people raised their heads in unison, with anger and sadness in their eyes. Although for a monk, the existence of the primordial spirit is not considered death, but the Twelve Flower Saints are women after all. I can't bear it, let alone my own people, let alone these King Kong born from the same root.
"You are all seriously injured. The ground is your heart stone. Putting them on your chest can help you restore your memory and speed up your recovery from injuries. As for them, I will help them reshape their physical bodies," Wang Mu said.
After speaking, he ignored the crowd and focused his eyes on the twelve huge petals around the vortex in the air.
Xiao Ba walked to the bottom of the vortex, stomped his feet lightly, and the seven strange stones from the ground floated up, as if they had spirituality, each of them floated in front of their respective owners.
Ye Feng looked at the stone with fixed eyebrows, and felt all sorts of apprehensions and doubts in his heart, but he settled down and held the stone in his hand.
A coolness flowed through the hearts of the seven people, and the hearts of the seven people were shocked. The painful injuries were relieved a lot. What's more, everyone had a strange thought.
It is a kind of will, a kind of will belonging to the barbarian stone, which has remained unmoved through wind and rain.
There was also a strange feeling, the seven of them suddenly thought of something, yes, they remembered that they had forgotten many things.
Without any further hesitation, Ye Feng and Wuwei returned to their original spot, sat down cross-legged, and then the seven of them looked at each other, and at Xiao Ba standing in front of them.
Xiao Ba raised his finger and pointed at the position of his heart, and saw that the black and red hard chest automatically spread out an oval hole, and in the hole was a round and smooth dark green stone.
The seven nodded, then raised their hands, and slowly moved the stone to their hearts.
"Chi..." There was a sharp and long sound, like electric currents intertwined, and black and red lines burst out from all the seven stones, and fell into the hearts of the seven people at the same time.
The black-red brilliance was connected to the heart in an instant, and in an instant, a surge of spiritual power rushed into the seven people's hearts with endless memories.
"I... Wipe!" Yan Kuan and Man You raised their heads and yelled in unison due to the intense shock and pain, and the rest of the people grinned.
In the next second, the seven people let go, and all seven stones fell into the hearts of the seven people.
The moment the stone merged with the heart, the eyes of the seven people suddenly became dazed, and then slowly closed their eyes as if in a faint, but their bodies sat upright automatically, and they made a special seal with their hands on their chests.
At this time, Wang Mu at the side glanced at the seven people, waved his hand lightly, and seven tiny white and yellow light spots flew out of Wang Mu's hands, landing on the eyebrows of the seven people respectively.
The moment the white-yellow light came into contact with the crowd, a stone imprint appeared between the eyebrows of the seven people, and the stone body was covered with dense white-yellow light spots, just like the creation of these founding yuan spiritual light spots and the light spots that Wang Mu fell on several people. The resonance is general.
"Buzz rumbling..."
Outside the seal, there was a sudden gust of wind in the smoky Luoshen Valley, and as soon as the black and red aura retreated violently, a steady stream of milky white aura floated out from the sky above the stone tablet, gathering into a thick circular cloud, and extending below the cloud. A column of condensed spiritual energy was released, and it was poured into the stone tablet crazily.
This seal is only to isolate the powerful spiritual power, but it does not block the original spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Otherwise, the essence of the twelve flower saints and the seven King Kongs would not be able to be drawn by the natal petals and heart stone.
In the cave within the seal, pillars of air fell and poured into the bodies of the seven King Kongs who were practicing with their eyes closed.
On the other side, Wang Mu has already started to reshape the physical body for the Twelve Flower Saints.
The twelve primordial spirits floated up, each corresponding to their own petals, suspended below the petals.
Wang Mu frowned slightly, and the peach blossom seal between his eyebrows was shining, and then he waved his hand again, and twelve white and yellow lights appeared, fluttering, and fell into the twelve petals accurately.
"Hurrah!"
As if given some instructions, the twelve petals swayed automatically, and the plump and round petals swayed, making a whirring sound.
Then, densely packed white and yellow light spots lit up on the twelve petals, all of which were the brilliance condensed by the founding Yuanling.
The corner of Wang Mu's mouth curled up into a smile, his thoughts moved slightly, and his mental power spread out, controlling the twelve petals together.
As a result, the twelve petals began to move according to Wang Mu's wishes, and the pink petals began to transform, wrapping the soul suspended below, and began to squirm quickly again, like a shape cast by water, the twelve human figures slowly Appeared, and gradually became more refined and vivid.
I don't know how long it took, the Twelve Daohua Saint's physical body was reshaped, and everyone was exactly the same as before.
Duan Yixue was still dressed in black, with a slightly sinister look on her brows, Huangfu Yanran was still carefree and heroic, Bingyue and Bingling'er still had silver hair, Bai Xiaoyu was still so charming but ethereal...
Everyone hasn't changed, just more spotless.
The natal petals of the Twelve Flower Saints are the most holy things.
In fact, with Wang Mu's cultivation, it couldn't be easier to reshape the body of the flower saint who has the foundation of the soul, not to mention the ready-made natal petals as the material of the body, the reason why the founding soul is used is to make these omnipotent, With a spiritual foundation of life, it helped the Twelve Flower Saints restore their previous cultivation and memory.
Yes, Wang Mu at this moment has a more thorough understanding of the founding Yuanling than Huafo did back then.
The Twelve Flower Saints and the Eight Great King Kongs have founding Yuanlings in their bodies, and there are definitely more than one founding Yuanlings.
In fact, based on Wang Mu's current comprehension, every living being has a founding spirit and the possibility of omnipotence, but no one can really grasp it.
Perhaps, there is God's will in the dark, sitting under the peach blossom tree for 3 years, and the reincarnation of suffering for thousands of years, maybe it is to realize the mystery of the creation of the Yuanling?
Doom or retribution?
Wang Mu can answer now, it is doom.
All suffering is not retribution, but to create today.
But I can't be sure, because there are still some things that haven't come to light.
Wang Mu looked at Duan Yixue again, the sternness between her brows represented her deep demon state, maybe it was the battle back then, maybe it was other reasons, maybe it was because of Wang Mu, the Twelve Flower Saints were all killed Contamination with inner demons, especially Duan Yixue, the first flower sage, is not a good sign. Moreover, from Duan Yixue's previous performance, it seems that he has mastered the destructive power of the founding Yuanling.
I really hope that they can return to the ethereal and holy appearance at the beginning, instead of the current state, Wang Mu knows that they will also suffer.
However, the inner demon can only be cured by himself, and the founding Yuanling has no choice, because from a certain perspective, the inner demon of the Twelve Flower Saint represents the other side of the founding Yuanling.
Outside the seal, the milky-white spiritual energy condensed cloud became even bigger, covering almost the entire Luoshen Valley, and all the black and red air was wrapped around the periphery, so that the outside world could not see the vision, and only pity those people in Luoshen Valley For the first time in so many years, the ghosts died down, each of them swaying, staring at them, not even daring to breathe.
Inside the seal, several air pillars spread out from the void, connecting with the Twelve Flower Saints sitting cross-legged in the void.
The Twelve Flower Saints and the Seven Vajras are all cultivating, recovering their memory and cultivation while recovering from their injuries.
"Xiao Ba, you stay here and wait for them to wake up, I will go out and find some pills for them." Wang Mu glanced at the crowd, then looked at Xiao Ba and said King Kong.
Although the founding Yuanling is omnipotent and can help everyone recover their injuries and memories, Wang Mu still feels a little slow. It would be even better if he could get a few Huiling Pills above the prefecture level.
In addition, there are many things that have not been dealt with outside, Xiaoba here is enough to see.
"Well," Xiao Ba nodded obediently, blinked his big eyes like coals, and said, "Brother, you won't have to wait another ten thousand years this time."
Wang Mu couldn't help laughing. It's been ten thousand years, but Xiaoba still has the same disposition as before. In front of his own people, he will always be a child who won't grow up.
After saving Xiao Ba ten thousand years ago and setting this seal, he was afraid that Xiao Ba would not be able to bear the loneliness and something would happen to him, so he handed him over to the Buddhist guard, so he was hidden by the Ksitigarbha King in the Soul Prison Hell. A place that no living person wants to approach.
(End of this chapter)
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