Chapter 393: Abandoning the Buddha and wishing to die
Form a pill!
So far, there are a total of two Jindans in the camp, Wei Sheng and Xie Shan.
Zongru's pill formation was beyond everyone's expectations. Wei Sheng's pill formation was the result of fighting and the concentration of the sword's heart, while Xie Shan's pill formation was a qualitative change caused by quantitative changes. Zongru's talent can only be considered ordinary, and his
Although his cultivation level is good, it is far from Xie Shan's terrifying accumulation.
Zong Ru, who is not the best in all aspects, is actually the third Dan Dan!
After being shocked, everyone spontaneously spread their guard to prevent the blind evil fog from harassing Zong Ru.
Having witnessed the formation of pills twice in a row, everyone was no longer unfamiliar with the vision during pill formation. A huge shadow appeared above Zongru's tent, like a light gray mist. The mist was billowing and flowing, and there seemed to be something inside.
struggle.
Everyone looked up at the huge shadow in the sky, with a look of fear on their faces. From the appearance of the mist, a faint pressure was like a hill, covering everyone's hearts. Only one could remain calm.
The only ones left were Wei Sheng and Xie Shan, but both of them looked nervous. Once the pill formation failed, they would be injured, their realm would be regressed, or their lives would be at risk.
Moo!
A cry like a dragon or an elephant, like rolling thunder, rumbled deep in the shadows.
Irregular ripples appeared in the air, just like ripples in the water. The people who were on guard all around felt a roar in their ears, as if they were exploding in their ears. The figures with advanced cultivation were shaken, and those with slightly lower cultivation were shaken.
, his face turned pale, and his figure kept retreating.
Only then did a hurricane-like air wave reach in front of everyone.
"The power of the wish! The wish to abandon the Buddha and die! How long has it been since I saw such a pure and extreme power of wish?" There seemed to be something shining in Wei's deep and serene eyes.
Pu Yao stared at the ever-changing mist in the sky, with a flash of palpitation in his heart.
Willing power!
It was a smell he had almost forgotten, but when it appeared again, the familiar throbbing also appeared again.
In the war three thousand years ago, he fought against many Zen cultivators, among which the Zen cultivator with the power of will was naturally the one with the power of will. It was the enemy that all demons least expected to encounter. Whether it was sorcery or magic power.
, all have many vicious and sinister methods, but if Pu Yao were asked to choose the ten most vicious powers, Yuanli would definitely be among them.
The power of the vow has nothing to do with the depth of meditation practice. It can be integrated into various spiritual powers. It is only related to the wish made in the heart of the person who makes the vow. The firmer the belief of the person who makes the vow, the stronger the power of the vow will be.
According to legend, if you can achieve the power of your vows through meditation, you can become a Buddha.
The firmest belief in every meditator's heart must be to become a Buddha, and the death wish is an unfulfillable wish. The death wish to abandon the Buddha is the cruelest and most tragic vow that can be made by meditators. Therefore, in many
Among the vows, the wish to abandon the Buddha and die is the most extreme one.
No one wants to be an enemy of Zen practitioners who make a wish to abandon the Buddha and die. Once contaminated by this terrible wish, it can directly hurt the soul, and there is almost no solution. It is synonymous with death.
Fortunately, not every meditator can make a wish, otherwise the war would not have been protracted. In fact, it is extremely rare for meditators to gain the power of vows, and even meditators who can make the wish to abandon the Buddha and die are extremely rare.
Pu Yao has never seen more than one hand.
I can actually see one here!
Pu Yao and Wei were both frightened.
In the entire camp, the one who was most shocked was none other than Yizheng.
Yi Zheng, who was born in the Great Buddhist Temple, came from a well-known family, but at this moment, he opened his mouth wide, looked up at the sky, and felt confused for a while.
After falling into such a ghostly place, what he experienced in just a few months completely overturned the knowledge he had formed on the mountain.
When he first met Wei Sheng, he was so impressed by Wei Sheng's talent that he felt that his life had been in vain. However, he never expected that this was just the beginning, and everything he saw next would be bizarre and bizarre.
Like a dream.
A guy about the same age as himself was the leader of thousands of people, but the others were surprisingly convinced.
In a place called Golden Crow Camp, everyone there had a fourth-grade Golden Crow Fire. He almost went crazy at that time. Can that thing be wholesaled?
In a place called Suzaku Camp, everyone there is a fighting lunatic. Even the way they glance at people when they walk is like knives. Yi Zheng is a rookie. He doesn’t know how powerful these people are, but this group of lunatics have
The aura revealed made him feel frightened.
A place called the Guard Camp had its door closed all day long, but the sound of fighting like wild beasts could be heard from time to time. Every time he passed by, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
There are those who hold swords and close their eyes every day to meditate, there are those who carry black spears and fight tirelessly, there are little people who can fly, and there are naughty towers...
There are all kinds of weird and bizarre things.
We came from the Great Buddhist Temple, we practice Zen, and I don’t want to be weird with you. Countless times late at night, Yi Zheng repeatedly comforted himself in this way.
To this day, he actually witnessed a meditator making elixirs, a meditator making a vow, and a meditator making a wish to abandon the Buddha and die, so he completely collapsed!
Who is the Zen practitioner?
Among the ten great Buddhist temples that are sacred places for meditation, he knew that there were three people with the power of vows: Master Shishu, Master Shishuzu, and Qi Shigu of the Discipline Hall.
Abandoning the Buddha and wishing to die, oh, that kind of legendary thing, just listen to it.
But why do you want to appear in front of him...
Yi Zheng suddenly felt that the shining signboard of the Great Buddha Temple was still dazzling in front of this Zen monk who was born in Yeluzi, but for some reason, it lost a lot of momentum.
Buddha is on top!
Yi Zheng held his head in his hands, looking up blankly at the shadows gradually forming in the sky.
A vague figure gradually took shape.
The huge slave ship was like a toy at the feet of this figure. It was like an ancient giant, overlooking all living beings from a high place. Everyone in the camp took a breath of air, and the boundless pressure roared in like an overwhelming mountain.
Wei Sheng's face showed a solemn look, he took a step forward, his parallel fingers formed a sword, and he stroked gently in circles.
Everyone felt that the coercion that enveloped their bodies suddenly disappeared, and their faces filled with fear were relieved a lot.
Wei Sheng and Xie Shan looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces. They both noticed that there was something unusual about Zongru Jiedan.
Moo!
The vague giant suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly, the sound spread far and wide throughout the countryside!
The depths of the evil mist caused bursts of turmoil.
The giant's blurry figure continued to change.
Zuo Mo, who was breaking through the battlefield of Fengluo Wu Prison, was unaware of the huge commotion in the camp.
He was relieved that the battle to break the prison was not triggered this time. If the battle to break the prison was triggered again, then he would have no choice but to hit the wall. Thinking that he only broke Mo Shuimingkong, he had caused so many endless troubles.
trouble.
After making money, Zuo Mo found it troublesome. Although this thing is money, it is not as popular as the crystal, and I can't spend it anyway.
Feng Luowu's prison battlefield was mainly about phantom killing. He let [Pink Skeleton Annihilation] play hard, and Zuo Mo exclaimed. As expected, no matter how powerful the magic is, it needs to be used multiple times. Zuo Mo obviously noticed that
I feel that my [Pink Skull Annihilation] becomes more and more handy.
Zuo Mo, who was very comfortable with it, was soon not satisfied with simply using [Pink Skull Annihilation], and he began to try to change the magic.
Suddenly I remembered the battle with Mo Ruhuo that day, the feeling of being caught at the last moment...
Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.
The arch formed by intertwined blue-green vines emits a faint light. This is the demon gate. Cultivators have teleportation arrays, demon tribes have demon gates, and demon tribes have blood pools.
It's time to go home.
Looking at the Demon Gate, Mu Xi's thoughts flooded into her mind. She had been out fighting for several years and was able to return home safely. She felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She had never been away from home for such a long time before. Thinking of her mother crying when she was preparing to go on the war.
Like a tearful person, she felt a burst of sadness in her heart.
Winning a big victory was the only thing that made her feel worthwhile. Her talent, which she had cultivated since she was a child, was average, and she was not very eye-catching among the young people in the clan. It was not until she became a warrior that her talent became more and more prominent. This time
The opportunity to fight on behalf of the Mu clan fell on her, which was something she had never expected. The clan leader's order aroused a lot of doubts. You must know that she is the youngest among all the leading generals.
Fortunately, I didn't mess up the matter. Although I didn't have much credit, I didn't make any mistakes either.
"Let's go." She said quietly.
At this moment, a demon in military uniform suddenly appeared in a hurry. Mu Xi identified this demon as an intermediate general in the Dutian Blood Realm Defense Line. Mu Xi had met him once before. The demon looked anxious.
With a little fear, Mu Xi felt an inexplicable suddenness in her heart.
"Lord Mangzhan!" she called to the other party.
Mangzhan's steps stagnated, and then he saw Mu Xi, and he woke up as if from a dream: "It's Master Mu Xi!"
For any general, the skill of calming down and nourishing Qi is the basic foundation. Such a rude expression made the ominous premonition in her heart even stronger. She asked softly: "But there is a war?"
The expression on Mang Zhan's face changed, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice was hoarse: "The front line is defeated."
"Ah!" Mu Xi and the adjutant's expressions suddenly changed.
"Three days ago, a few cultivators appeared on the perimeter of the defense line. We sent a small team to clear this area. Soon we received news that the small team was surrounded and asked for help. Lord Yanshang led the team to support. Unexpectedly, the other party took the opportunity to attack the defense line, and the attack was extremely
Fierce. Master Yanshang rushed back to help, but was ambushed on the way back. The Fire Legion was completely destroyed, and Master Yan also died. Several teams that went to support Master Yanshang encountered ambushes and suffered heavy losses!"