"What should I do? Xiao Prajna cannot solve my current predicament, it is just drinking poison to quench my thirst." Zhou Wen kept thinking, wanting to find a thorough solution.

Although the Small Prajna Sutra and the Octaves Prajna cannot help Zhou Wen get rid of the pain, it makes his thinking and six consciousnesses more sensitive, and can observe details that he could not feel before.

The neck was protruding, and even Zhou Wen could perceive all the details, even the details under his skin without looking in a mirror.

Under the influence of the Octave Prajna, Zhou Wen only felt that his body seemed to have become transparent in his consciousness, which allowed him to use his consciousness to see many details in his body, or to perceive his own subtleties, which was not real vision.

"This should be the seventh awakening mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures, right?" Zhou Wen could clearly feel that under the spiral jade protrusion on his neck, it was not as simple as a lump.

Below the lump, there were many thin and invisible filaments that penetrated deep into his blood vessels and muscles, because they were too subtle and could not be seen at all by the naked eye.

The silky objects penetrated into his body like spider webs, coiled between flesh and blood, and their entire neck was rooted by thin filaments, and spreading to all parts of the body, even their brains were penetrated.

Now Zhou Wen finally knew why it was useless to cut off the lump himself. The so-called cutting of grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again.

It is useless to remove the bumps on the surface. You must remove the thin threads inside to truly relieve the crisis on your body.

However, the power of the Small Prajna Sutra and the Octave Prajna can only let him see the problem, but cannot solve the problem.

Powers like this that penetrate directly into the body, such as Zhulong, cannot play a role at all. Unless Zhou Wen wants to be killed by the Taozhu Vision together, he can only find another way.

Doctor Dark is the best at this, but even his toxins cannot destroy the thin filaments, which shows how powerful this thing is.

"Fortunately, I still have a substitute talisman on my body, and there is a six-winged guardian dragon. If I had no choice, I would like to burn my hands with this strange snail. With the substitute talisman and the six-winged guardian dragon, I should be able to survive, it may not be possible." Zhou Wen thought in his heart.

But that was the last step that was absolutely necessary. As long as there was a way to imagine, Zhou Wen didn't want to take that last step.

"Since the Little Prajna Sutra can allow me to see it, is there really no way to solve it? Moreover, with my understanding, I still did not promote the Little Prajna to epic, nor did I condense my soul. It was obviously because my understanding was not completely correct..." Zhou Wen thought hard.

The precious light on his body became more and more crystal clear, but he was under the pressure of powerful force, and his body could not bear it anymore. His bones were creaking, as if they would break at any time.

Zhou Wen could feel that there seemed to be a huge snail shell pressing against him. The snail shell could not be seen or touched with the naked eye, but the pressure would exist, which was very strange.

"Since the spirit is not in charge of the body, why don't I go the other way? If I don't even have this life, what else should I do in the next life?" Zhou Wen's thoughts moved and at the same time reversed the Little Prajna Sutra.

Originally, Zhou Wen thought that his reversal of the small Prajna would definitely cause great damage to his body, but soon he discovered that after the reversal of the small Prajna, he could also operate smoothly without any obstacles, as if it should be like this.

Zhou Wen suddenly felt aroused his heart and remembered the three-faced Buddha in the small Buddha Temple. The three-faced Buddha has three faces, not all of which are compassionate, and are somewhat different from ordinary Buddha statues.

"Can you say... the little Prajna is not a pure Buddha's primordial technique... the three sides of one body... so what is the last side?" Zhou Wen seemed to have realized something in vaguely.

With the reversal of the small Prajna, the octave Prajna also changed. Zhou Wen, who was originally in a state of separation between the spirit and the body, reunites the spirit and flesh.

The extremely itchy feeling suddenly returned to Zhou Wen, making Zhou Wen almost crazy.

But almost at the same time, this crazy itch made Zhou Wen feel full of strength. The more he felt the pain, the more itchy his spirit became, the more excited he felt. Not only did he not feel pain, but he felt a sense of pleasure, as if he wanted to tear apart and destroy everything.

"A man has three sides, one side is Buddha and the other side is a demon. When the Buddha is coming, I am a Buddha. When the demon is coming, I am a demon. When the Buddha is coming, I am a demon. Even the Buddha is not here, I am the true self..."

With Zhou Wen's continuous understanding, his spirit and fate were exploding terrifying power, making his body shine and emit an astonishing treasure light, as if an indescribable power was nurturing on his body.

Zhou Wen is not unfamiliar with that kind of power, it is the appearance of the condensation of the soul of life.

It is just different from the previous few times when the life soul condensed, this time the life soul is not a vain thing in consciousness like Bai Wubao, nor a physical thing like the Lost Kingdom, nor an independent individual like the Ancient Emperor of Reverse Life.

Zhou Wen's life soul seems to be his own body. He is afraid that few people have seen it in ancient times.

Crack! Crack!

As the soul of life gathered, the jade lumps on Zhou Wen's neck actually cracked, and thin lines that were almost invisible were peeled out from his body.

It was like a thin and invisible transparent hair that was automatically drilled out of his body, but it was not that the thin filaments were drilled out by themselves, but because Zhou Wen's body had undergone a strange change and could no longer be attached to external objects, so the thin filaments had to escape from his body.

The thin filaments separated from Zhou Wen's body and condensed together, and soon turned into a transparent snail with a milky white snail shell on its back, which was the one that Zhou Wen dug out of the rhino's stomach before.

Its small eyes looked at Zhou Wen, who was shining with his body, as if he was thinking about something, but after a glance at Zhulong beside him, he finally lowered his head and crawled into the bone sand, as if he was invisible, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Wen's body had become crystal clear as jade, and his whole body was like a god and demon, as if it was nurturing an extremely huge amount of energy. A vertical eye appeared in his eyebrows. When the vertical eye was closed, it seemed as if the door to the Infinite Hell was opened, and countless evil spirits and ghosts were wailing and roaring in it.

Zhou Wen himself seemed to have become a demon king, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura of death.

Little Prajna finally condensed a life soul, but this life soul is a bit weird no matter how you look at it.

Zhou Wen put away his soul and returned to normal. The protrusions on his neck were gone, the pressure on his body disappeared, and at the same time, he also had a trace of enlightenment in his heart.

"Are you a Prison King?" Zhou Wen murmured to himself, and recited the name of the soul of the soul.
Chapter completed!