Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　Only then did he show extreme curiosity about the black lotus that Zhao Li finally sent.

　　Listening indifferently, he was slightly taken aback.

　　He raised his head again and met Nie Xiaoqian's curious eyes, but did not choose to hide it.

　　After a slight smile, he replied. "Black lotus, it's just a seed that my breath turned into."

　　"seed?"

　　"Yes, a seed that can give you another choice at a critical moment. Of course, you can also use this as a bait."

　　"Bait?"

　　Nie Xiaoqian was even more confused.

　　Blinking his eyes at this time.

　　I felt like I was being dizzy by Wuxin.

　　Unintentionally looking at it, I can only explain, "Yes, it's the bait."

　　"In this black lotus, there are some insights about the world, as well as some exercises, as well as a trace of pure magic that belongs to me. These things can help him break through the ban and find his true self at a critical moment. ."

　　"Speaking of which, this should be the Master's help to Zhao Li, why do you have to say it's a bait?"

　　"Because he has to dedicate part of his soul to me after fusing the black lotus." Wuxin finally said the key.

　　"Using Black Lotus... Still need to dedicate your soul?!"

　　Nie Xiaoqian's eyes widened.

　　It feels incredible.

　　"So really speaking, the mage's practice is to actively guide the monks into the devil, right?"

　　And his voice had just landed, and Yan Chixia next to him couldn't sit still.

　　He spoke immediately and asked again,

　　In the look, there is also a little more seriousness.

　　And look at his expression

　　Wuxin, but didn't feel any shame, nodded slightly and said again.

　　"It's not bad that you understand it this way. I do have some thoughts to lure Zhao Li into the devil. Even this exercise was named "Dao Xin Seed Demon Dafa" by the poor monk."

　　The magic of Taoism...

　　This name is so arrogant.

　　When Yan Chixia listened, her back got chills.

　　Then he opened his mouth and asked again.

　　"Why do this?"

　　"I mean, Mage, you covet that guy named Zhao Li, do you have the power? Why must he be enchanted?"

　　"Do you think my behavior is despicable?" Wuxin turned his head and asked Yan Chixia.

　　Yan Chixia explained, "No, I just think that a mage should not be such a person."

　　The unintentional listener did not get angry, but smiled again and said, "Then, what kind of person does the poor monk think that the poor monk should be?"

　　"Selfless dedication, blindly giving without seeking anything in return? Shizhu Yan has been acting in the world for so many years, has I ever seen such a person really exist? In this world, who has no selfishness?

　　Don't talk about people, it seems that they are Buddhas, and they all have their own selfish desires.The way of heaven is supreme, all things have gain, but there must be losses. If Zhao Li really wants to borrow my power, then he must give something. "

　　"And I've said it again. Is Shizhu Yan still obsessed with the right and wrong of good and evil? If this is evil, then what is good?

　　A monk fell in love with a female ghost, and because of the so-called Tiantiao intolerance, Hades put the female ghost into reincarnation. Is this good?Then, because he coveted the other Arahant's indestructible golden body, he deliberately sealed his memory and made him a ridiculous ghost in the underworld. Is this also good?

　　If this is the so-called goodness, then what is wrong with the poor monk borrowing Zhao Li's demon seed to help him plant the demon? "

　　Unwilling to speak calmly.

　　In disguise, it was the real reason for Zhao Li's amnesia, and he told the two in front of him.

　　How did the two of them know that there were so many twists and turns behind this seemingly unremarkable ghost messenger Zhao Li.

　　At this time, hearing the news, naturally, it was like being struck by lightning, and was stunned in place.

　　After a long time, it was not Yan Chixia who broke the silence first.

　　Instead, it was Nie Xiaoqian on the side.

　　After a while, she regained her senses, and with a plop, she took the initiative to kneel in front of Wuxin, and said sincerely.

　　"Master, since that's the case, can you also give Xiaoqian a magic seed to help Xiaoqian fall into the devil."

　　"Well, do you need strength too?"

　　This time, it made Wuxin a little surprised.

　　Turning his head, he glanced at Nie Xiaoqian below his eyes with some confusion.

　　Nie Xiaoqian listened, bowed her head slightly, and was silent for a while.

　　He looked at him without any interest, and didn't ask any further questions.

　　Turning around and reaching out, he grabbed towards the city of death below.

　　Black haze, surging between.

　　A black urn rushed out directly from below and landed in Wuxin's palm.

　　He took it unintentionally and handed it to Nie Xiaoqian with a serious expression.

　　Then he asked again, said.

　　"The poor monk helps you to enter the devil, this is naturally a trivial matter.

　　But Nie Xiaoqian, you have to think about it clearly, because your situation is different from that of Zhao Li, so today, once you fall into the devil, you will never have the chance to be reincarnated again.

　　After you are really contaminated with the breath of a poor monk, you can only wander in the world in the form of a ghost for the rest of your life.Moreover, he could only follow behind the poor monk, and he no longer had the so-called freedom.It is equivalent to saying that in this life, I can only be a slave to a poor monk, serving the left and right.do you really want to? ".

Chapter 29

　　27. The immortal touches my top and gives longevity to the hair! 【For Huahua, For Collection~】

　　Although Nie Xiaoqian was beautiful in front of her, Wuxin didn't have any bad thoughts because of it.

　　Instead, she took the initiative to speak and helped her analyze the pros and cons.

　　Advise her to exercise caution.

　　After these words fell, even Yan Chixia, who was in deep thought, turned her head around.

　　He cast a curious look at Nie Xiaoqian.

　　I thought that Nie Xiaoqian would have to struggle a bit.

　　It never occurred to me, now that I heard that, I didn't want to say that.

　　On Nie Xiaoqian's side, she smiled brightly and said again.

　　"Master's talents in heaven and man will definitely be able to become a saint in the future. If Xiaoqian can get this opportunity to serve the master, it will definitely be a blessing that can't be cultivated for three lives and three generations. How can she not be willing?"

　　Nie Xiaoqian smiled brightly here.

　　Yan Chixia next to her listened, and there was a hint of surprise in the depths of her eyes.

　　Xin said that this Wuxin monk not only has a profound cultivation base, but also has an amazing personality.

　　It has only been so long, and unexpectedly, he has captured the heart of a stunning female ghost and made her willing to be a slave and a maid.

　　People are more maddening than people.

　　Thinking of this, his eyes became a little more ambiguous.

　　Wuxin, although the cultivation base is profound, but after all, no one has the ability to see through other people's minds.

　　Naturally, I didn't know that Yan Chixia was so disrespectful.

　　Hearing Nie Xiaoqian say this, he didn't feel happy, but frowned slightly and reminded again.

　　"Cultivation is not as simple as you think, and the road is full of crises. Especially for a ghost like you, if you want to cultivate into a true fruit, it is even more difficult. A little carelessness may be the end of the world. , are you really willing to take the initiative to give up reincarnation and practice with me?"

　　"If you really enter reincarnation, drink that Mengpo soup, and forget all kinds of past and present life, then Xiaoqian is still Xiaoqian? But there is only a pair of skins. Xiaoqian knows that the master has benevolence and deep magic power, and he also asks the master to fulfill it! "

　　Done.Nie Xiaoqian thumped and knelt on the ground again, looking pious, and began to kowtow continuously.

　　Watch her react like this.

　　Without a heart, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

　　After a moment of silence, a flick of his sleeves.

　　Yuan Qi directly lifted Nie Xiaoqian from the ground and said again.

　　"Okay, since you insist on doing this, the poor monk will not persuade him any more. From today, you can follow the poor monk to practice."

　　Wuxin said, when the palm of the right palm suddenly burst out with endless fire.

　　The brilliance flows between.

　　It was actually directly refining the altar of ashes.

　　And also with the refining of the ashes.

　　Suddenly, a terrifying aura rose from Nie Xiaoqian's body.

　　That is the curse of the seventh generation of grudges!

　　As the urn was broken open, the Curse of the Seventh Dynasty was completely inspired.

　　The grievances accumulated in the seventh generation were released at once.

　　This power is really terrifying to the extreme, and it is no worse than the Montenegrin old demon who just fought to the death.

　　Yan Chixia, who was watching next to her, also stared.

　　Suddenly, as if thinking of something.