"Of course." Shen Yu answered decisively this time without any hesitation.
The corners of Wen Yi's mouth were raised high. She stood up and patted Shen Yu on the shoulder. She tilted her head and said with a smile: "If you are discerning this time, I will dress more beautifully and gorgeously from now on."
All the battles that need to be fought have been fought. If you don't look more gorgeous, do you want to leave your embarrassment to the enemy and let others look at you with pity?
Wen Yi hates the kind of look that says you are weak, you are hurt, you are so pitiful.
"There is the true fire of Samadhi on the Buddha Heart Lotus. It will burn if touched and die if touched." Wen Yi crossed his arms and looked at the golden lotus that exuded holy light. "I really didn't think about how to pick it."
In fact, Wen Yi had a plan in mind, which was to put the magic mirror in front of the Buddha Heart Lotus for a year and a half.
The Buddha Heart Lotus is a heavenly and earthly treasure and a sacred object. It has its own spirituality and certain wisdom.
The magic mirror will slowly incorporate those things that are rich in spirituality and wisdom into your body.
If it is a human being, if the magic mirror shines on it for a long time, its personality will be changed by the magic mirror, its desires will be amplified, and its soul and corresponding magical abilities will be absorbed.
If it is something with intelligence, it will be swallowed up bit by bit by the magic mirror.
"Buddha Heart Lotus is a sacred object. If you want it to recognize its owner, you can create a sea of blood space formed by killing, making it mistakenly think that the world is in extreme pain, and then it will find the person with the strongest spiritual power to be the master of purification. Killing and crime.”
"While purifying, the power of Samadhi True Fire will naturally be transferred to you."
Shen Yu is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, so he naturally knows some secret techniques.
"It turns out that this is how holy things are harvested." Wen Yi sighed slightly, "It is indeed a holy thing from Buddhism. It is born with compassion and Buddha nature."
Shen Yu nodded, "All things have spirits. As a sacred object of Buddhism, the Buddha Heart Lotus was born to save people."
Wen Yi remembered the records after Wen Yi's Sishui Kingdom was massacred.
It is said that Shen Yu massacred the Sishui Kingdom thousands of years ago, and millions of people subsequently aroused great resentment.
Countless resentful souls were unable to enter reincarnation, and their resentment was so overwhelming that the people were unable to survive, and many people died in pain.
In the world of cultivating immortals, an altar is opened to conduct rituals and convert living beings.
However, it can only get rid of the hostility in them, but it cannot relieve the resentment.
Yuehua, the founder of Piaomiaohuan Mansion, invited a Buddhist saint from nowhere.
The Holy Son took nine Buddha Heart Lotuses and hundreds of Buddhist disciples to the Kingdom of Sishui. It took ninety-nine and eighty-one years to completely transform these resentful spirits and allow them to transcend.
"I'm here to help you." No one in the entire world of immortality has a stronger and stronger killing spirit than Shen Yu.
"No, no, no." Wen Yi indicated that he could do it, "I can't rely on you for everything. There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood forming under my feet. Although it's not as strong as yours, it's enough to deal with this one."
The mountains fall on the backing, and the water runs on the water.
Wen Yi does not rely on others to like others, unless it is a matter of life and death.
Shen Yu tried his best not to take action when it was not necessary.
After all, he is a spiritual body rather than a physical body, and spiritual power is also the source of maintaining his human form.
Shen Yu did not force it, but created an independent space for her, surrounding Wen Yi and Buddha Heart Lotus.
"Ah, I forgot to ask, this wall has a blocking effect on spirits. How did you get in?" Wen Yi's feet gradually spread blood, "A spirit ran out just now, do you know who it is?"
Shen Yu stood with his hands behind his hands, "This wall can stop other spirits, but it can't stop me."
He paused, "Since that person can leave from here, it means that he is also a master of formations, or the formations in the cave have been in disrepair for many years, so there was a loophole for him to escape."
"Of course there is another possibility. He does not enter in the form of a spirit body, but enters as his own Nascent Soul. In this case, he will not be bound by this wall."
Shen Yu's thoughts changed, "Do you already know who that person is?"
"Nine times out of ten, it's the Gongshu Yuan of the Jishu Academy." Wen Yi responded to Shen Yu's question while releasing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, "This person has deep intentions and is very good at pretending. He pretends to be pitiful every time. In fact, he is an ambitious person.
Although I don’t know why he must snatch the Buddha Heart Lotus, I already know how to make him show his fox tail.”
Gong Shuyuan is not Liu Xinyue's lover.
Wen Yi plans to expose Gong Shuyuan's true face, and whether Liu Xinyue will choose to continue being with him or there are other considerations that are beyond Wen Yi's control.
Liu Xinyue saved her, and Wen Yi would certainly repay her.
The surging spiritual power enveloped Wen Yi, and the Buddha Heart Lotus in mid-air sensed the murderous aura and suddenly burst into intense light.
Wen Yi quickly closed her eyes, feeling two forces pulling on her soul.
One is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood that requires her spiritual power to maintain.
The other is that the spiritual power overflowing from the Buddha Heart Lotus itself is seeking to recognize its master.
Under the tug of the two spiritual powers, Wen Yi felt like his head was like a tight string that could be broken by these two powerful forces at any time.
Her face became ferocious and distorted due to pain, and her mind was filled with two voices.
One wave was the hysterical roars, screams, prayers and curses of the dead in the sea of blood beneath her feet. These languages turned into crazy ravings and rushed into her mind, threatening to burst her head.
The pain like pins and needles spread from the brain to the whole body, and Wen Yi's red lips gradually turned pale.
She clenched her teeth and had blue veins bulging on her forehead.
The other stream is the Sanskrit sound emitted by the Buddha Heart Lotus.
This lotus seed, carefully cultivated by Buddhist disciples, is infected by the Buddha's nature and emits a holy light, shining on the crazy murmurs and roars.
Countless Sanskrit sounds buzzed in Wen Yi's mind.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
The two voices containing infinite power were like two huge hands tearing at Wen Yi's sanity, and dense cold sweat fell from her smooth forehead.
Wen Yi only felt that her legs were weak, and she fell to the ground in pain, holding her forehead with her hands.
"Wen Yi!"
Shen Yu was a little anxious and angry.
If he forcibly breaks into this formation at this time, it will definitely cause great harm to Wen Yi. The Buddha Heart Lotus will bite back crazily, and the mountain of corpses and sea of blood at Wen Yi's feet will not be able to withstand Shen Yu's power explosion. , then Wen Yi’s previous efforts were all in vain.
The unspeakable pain lasted for a long time, so long that Wen Yi could no longer sense the passage of time.
After a long, long time, she slowly regained some sense.
The mountain of corpses and sea of blood beneath her feet roared and roared, as if they were about to tear the Buddha's heart into pieces.
The spiritual power possessed by the Buddha Heart Lotus is constantly being exhausted, and it has to pray for help from outside forces.
The thermometer in a confined space is the only one that contains spiritual power, so she became the best choice.
Gradually, Wen Yi felt the kindness emanating from the Buddha Heart Lotus.
She immediately made the decision to establish contact with the spiritual power of the Buddha Heart Lotus. While absorbing it bit by bit, she also did not forget to inject spiritual power to make the sea of blood surge and roar more intensely, thus urging the Buddha Heart Lotus to recognize its master.
I don’t know how long time passed. When the recognition was over, Wen Yi quickly put away the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.