"Hey!" Sima Xun and the others suddenly let out a long sigh of relief.
Pain turns into comfort and beauty.
It's like going from hell to heaven.
They all looked over and saw Fakong letting go of Ning Zhenzhen's slim waist.
"Thank you, Master." Sima Xun had a little blood mist on his forehead, which had melted into a blood hole, almost exposing his skull.
This bloody hole is shrinking rapidly.
Huang Yufeng and the others were immersed in the comfort of the Rejuvenation Spell, as if they were drunk, it was wonderful.
Ni Zhao and the others had no such intention. They quickly looked at Song Chaoyin and found that his face was covered in blood and his clothes had been broken into small pieces of cloth stuck to the ground.
There was blood all over the chest and abdomen.
"He..." Ni Zhao's expression changed drastically.
"Ni Congfeng, he can't die." Ning Zhenzhen said.
She looked at the miserable conditions of the people around her and felt awe-inspiring. She was almost there just now.
I am still not vigilant enough!
When his senior brother warned him, he should retreat immediately instead of facing the palm.
If my senior brother hadn't come over and pulled me, I would have had a taste of this blood mist. It is said that it is extremely painful and will leave a psychological shadow.
"Is this Master Fakong the Buddha?" Ni Zhao tithes.
The comfort and beauty of the body are still there, the vitality is surging, and I feel better than ever before. The rejuvenation spell is indeed well-deserved! Master Fakong is also well-deserved!
Fakong smiled and looked at Song Chaoyin.
Song Chaoyin had his eyes closed with an intoxicated look on his face.
Fakong's inner eye saw that Song Chaoyin's body was surging with black, and the Qingxin Curse turned into an invisible force to suppress it, making it unable to break through the body.
Fakong speculated that the source of the power of this secret method was not internal power, not physical power, but emotional power.
The Pure Heart Mantra has been dissipating his emotional power and preventing him from accumulating emotional power.
Once it surges, it immediately dissipates and suppresses it, keeping his mood stable and peaceful, neither sad, happy, angry, nor worried.
Fakong couldn't help but ask: "What secret method is this?"
He was really too curious about Kunshan Holy Cult, and he was vaguely aware of the hostility towards him. He wanted to know more before he was ready, so he took the opportunity to intervene and personally used his psychic powers to ask for some information.
Ning Zhenzhen stared at Song Chaoyin.
Song Chaoyin closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if he didn't hear her words.
After a moment, she looked at Fa Kong with disappointment and shook her head.
I can't even read his thoughts.
Fakong smiled: "It turns out that the Secret Scripture of Heavenly Demon is here."
Song Chaoyin opened his eyes fiercely.
Fakong nodded lightly: "The Secret Scripture of Heavenly Demon is driven by emotions, or thoughts, or even a word. It is really mysterious and cannot be guarded against."
This is a higher-level secret method, similar to the Void Fetal Breath Sutra, which transcends the level of martial arts.
No wonder these disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult can commit suicide successfully and cannot be stopped.
"Someone has come to silence you." Fakong smiled and said, "It must be the arrangement of your Kunshan Holy Religion. Do you still want to be loyal to the Holy Religion?"
Song Chaoyin's eyes flashed.
"Why is this necessary?" Fakong shook his head and sighed: "The Great Yi is already in the past, and the past cannot be recalled. Is it really that important to restore the glory of the Great Yi?...Have you ever thought that the Great Yi really wants that?
How could Ban Rongguang be destroyed by Da Gan? This was not the will of one person, but the choice of tens of millions of people. After all, Da Yi did not regard the people as human beings."
He knew some old things about the Great Yi Dynasty.
The Great Yi used force to suppress the world. The laws were strict and extremely cruel. More importantly, the status of the nobles was too high and the status of the common people was too low, just like slaves.
Compared with the Great Yi, the people of the Great Qian Dynasty were much happier. They were not untouchables and did not work like slaves.
Of course, for the nobles of Dayi, their days in Daqian were much worse than before. Their privileges were reduced, their status was greatly reduced, and the imperial court was too restrictive.
Therefore, these nobles of the Great Yi are thinking deeply about rebuilding the Great Yi and restoring the glory of the Great Yi in order to restore their beautiful life.
Song Chaoyin showed a sarcastic smile.
"Well, it's no wonder that you think the common people are not human beings." Fakong nodded lightly: "I'm afraid it's because of the influence of the family. You are a person above all others. You are born to be noble and disdain to associate with the common people."
He shook his head and said: "Are you sure that you have used the secret method, the Jade Blood Transformation Technique, to really be able to reincarnate?"
Song Chaoyin showed a proud look.
"Haha..." Fakong laughed and shook his head: "In my opinion, you cannot be reincarnated. The mystery in the womb cannot be solved. Even if you are reincarnated, you will not know your previous life... Well, he actually has some magic skills."
Song Chaoyin looked at him sideways.
Fakong smiled and said: "How do you know whether the technique of enlightenment is to pour a memory into your mind, and this memory is really your own? As far as I know, this secret technique of instilling memories also exists in the world."
The Song Dynasty chanted with disdain.
"Alas!" Fakong shook his head: "That's all, if that's the case, there's nothing more to say."
Ni Zhao and the others kept staring at Fakong, vaguely understanding what he said.
This Song Dynasty recited and practiced the Secret Scripture of Heavenly Demons, and committing suicide by using the Blue Blood Transformation Technique was reincarnation, so he had no fear.
As long as they are reincarnated and reborn, masters from the Kunshan Holy Cult will come to find them, enlighten them, and retrieve the memories of their previous lives.
No wonder none of them are afraid of death. As soon as they see someone chasing them, they will commit suicide directly, and even ask a few people to support them.
I see!
They suddenly realized it, and immediately felt chilled in their hearts.
How to deal with such a terrifying Kunshan Holy Cult?
They can be reincarnated, but they can't. If they die, they will die. They haven't lived enough!
If this continues, who will dare to deal with the Kunshan Holy Cult?
Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, "Senior Song, how many people do you have in the Kunshan Holy Sect?"
"Thirty people? Impossible." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head again and said with a smile: "It seems that you were deceived, Senior Song!"
"...It's not that we were deceived, it was you who were deceived." Ning Zhenzhen said: "There are really so few people in the Kunshan Holy Sect. How could the imperial court be so afraid and go all out to pursue them? And those people can survive under heavy siege. If you successfully commit suicide, you should have used the Jade Blood Transformation Technique."
Ning Zhenzhen looked at Ni Zhao: "Ni Zongfeng, is there anything else you need to ask?"
Ni Zhao stared at Song Chaoyin: "Who is the leader? You don't know who your leader is, right?"
He had actually given up on Song Chaoyin.
Obviously, the Kunshan Holy Cult is extremely cunning, and the news they tell their disciples are all false, and even true and false are mixed together.
In this way, who can tell which one is true and which one is false?
I don’t dare to believe it if it’s true, and I don’t dare to deny it if it’s false.
I never thought that with Ning Zhenzhen's powerful mind-reading skills, there would be nothing he could do.
This Kunshan Holy Cult is so hateful.
This is obviously a method specially formulated by specialized experts to prevent interrogation, setting up two layers of obstacles.
The first level is the Jade Blood Transformation Technique, making it impossible for you to catch him alive.
The second level is unpredictable. Even if you catch someone alive, it is difficult to tell whether the information is true or false.
I really don’t know if there is a third or even fourth floor.
Like Master Zhou Jigang, is he a member of Kunshan Holy Cult, or is he framed by Kunshan Holy Cult?
If they were ordinary Kunshan Holy Cult disciples, they could probably tell by judging their mental state.
The three of them and the enshrinement in the Forbidden Palace were all determined based on the aura of Kunshan Holy Cult disciples, a strange aura.
But Zhou Jigang didn't practice martial arts at all, so he didn't have this aura.
So, can we conclude that Zhou Jigang is not a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult?
It is very likely that the disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult do not practice martial arts.
Can it be determined that he is a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult? How to judge? I am afraid that the mind-reading method may not be effective.
Even Zhou Jigang himself may not know that he is a disciple of the Kunshan Holy Cult until someone enlightens him?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.
Song Chaoyin showed a strange smile.
"Yes, the leader of Kunshan Holy Cult!" Ni Zhao said solemnly: "No matter how confused you are, you should know who the leader is, right?"
"Long live the leader! Long live the leader!" Song Chaoyin suddenly shouted in hiss.
Ni Zhao's face changed slightly.
They have sealed his acupuncture points and all the acupoints all over his body, including the mute point, so he cannot speak.
There is no need for him to speak.
As long as thoughts surge, Ning Zhenzhen can catch them.
"Not good." Fakong shook his head.
In his mind's eye, he saw the black color shrouded in Song Chaoyin's voice suddenly swell and then fade.
Song Chaoyin closed his eyes, blood gurgled from the corners of his mouth, and he died.
The rejuvenation spell fell, but there was no response.
Song Chaoyin has completely lost his vitality, and even the rejuvenation spell cannot save him.
Fa Kong frowned.
According to normal circumstances, even if he dies, as long as it takes a short time, the rejuvenation spell can re-energize him and resurrect him.
Such was the situation at that time for Chu Jing, the third son of the British King.
But when the rejuvenation spell fell on Song Chaoyin, it was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, with no reaction.
"What's going on?" Ni Zhao didn't dare to step forward to investigate.
I'm afraid that if I touch it lightly, blood mist will explode again.
Fakong made a seal with his left hand, raised his right palm, and cast a white light towards Song Chaoyin.
The light ball formed by Song Chao's chanting soul slowly floated up, but it did not twist and change into a small light person. The bright round tutu was just a ball of light.
Fakong frowned and stared at him, stopped the Great Light Spell, and watched it slowly float back to Song Chaoyin's body.
Ni Zhao asked: "Master Fakong, is this...?"
"I originally wanted to see if the appearance of his soul was the same as his current body, but unfortunately..."
The soul has not manifested into a human form, and more importantly, there is no Pearl of Memory.
Master Murong is also a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult and has the Pearl of Memory.
Then he remembered that although Master Murong was a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult, he had not practiced the secret techniques of Kunshan Holy Cult, especially the Secret Scripture of Heavenly Demon.
He was initially hesitant about the Jade Blood Transformation Technique, but the strange behavior of Song Chaoyin made him believe it a little more.
Is it really possible to be reincarnated?
And then restore the memory of the past life through the enlightenment technique performed by the masters of the Holy Cult of Kunshan?
"Master Fakong, can't he be saved?"
"The poor monk has no choice." Fakong shook his head and said, "Let's try with a master again."
"Alas!" Ni Zhao rubbed his eyebrows.
It was hard to catch one alive, but he still died.
"It should be that the word leader inspired the power hidden in the body, and then used this power to commit suicide."
"The methods are too weird." Another worshiper said with a bitter smile: "One set after another, it is impossible to guard against it."
Ni Zhao rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "I'm the one to blame for this."
"How can I blame you, Lao Ni? Who would have thought of it?" The worshiper named Chi shook his head: "Whoever it is, you also want to find out who the leader is, right? After struggling for so long, you still don't know who the leader of Kunshan Holy Cult is.
Whoever is funny enough."
Ni Zhao looked at Ning Zhenzhen: "Thank you, Ning Sicheng, for being smart and not asking him who the leader is, otherwise we wouldn't be able to ask so many things."
Ning Zhenzhen said: "I just happened by chance. What's more, I don't know whether these things are true or false. They are mixed together."