When the tree was transplanted, Ye Xuan had already observed it and found that the vicious-faced villains attached to its roots had disappeared. Perhaps they had been used as nutrients to feed back to the newly grown branches and leaves.
Or maybe it's these fruits that grow.
He could no longer sense any evil energy from this tree.
To be on the safe side, Ye Xuan let go of his Buddha's light.
The Buddha's light can purify all the filthy demonic energy around him. He spread the Buddha's light several feet away, and the trees around him were naturally covered by the Buddha's light. No demonic aura was purified at all.
Instead, the threads of cause and effect lingering on the Buddha's light suddenly disappeared.
After a while, more than ten 'small edamame' sprouted on the branch.
The threads of cause and effect were contaminated by Ye Xuandu when he transformed into a vicious villain at the root of the demon tree. He had been unable to do anything with these threads, but later he simply ignored them.
Unexpectedly, they were all absorbed by the tree and grew into small edamame beans on the tree.
In this way, it is more certain that these edamame fruits were transformed from malicious villains, but they no longer have demonic nature and are full of vitality.
Could it be that when the edamame fruit ripens and splits, little people will roll out of it?
I used the mud dug from the black river to give them new life.
Another rotation begins.
But why is the mud in the Black River purified and what effect will it have?
I have to find out more about the origin of the Heihe River...
Ye Xuan recalled that when he first faced those vicious villains, they all screamed in unison: "Bodhisattva lied to me!"
The scene at that time, now that I think of it, is still vivid in my mind.
The only Bodhisattva in hell is the Great Wish Ksitigarbha, and his territory used to be where his Buddhist temple was.
What did He lie to those little people?
This sharp weapon of Buddha's light given to me by the Mahakala Sect can protect me, but if I use it without restraint, I will definitely be contaminated by dense karma.
These causes and effects are closely related to the Great Wish Bodhisattva.
He dug a hole, and I had to fill it for Him.
He made such a big mistake, but in the end it was me who served his sentence in jail?
Jail?
Serve time?!
Ye Xuan suddenly understood something, but when he thought about it carefully, the thought was quickly erased and turned into a blank!
He stood under the tree, sweating coldly.
His expression changed, light and dark, and after a while, he returned to silence.
It seemed as if nothing had happened just now, but the fists in his sleeves were quietly clenched.
A period of time has been erased from the memory, and even though it is difficult to recall it when looking back, the missing period of time is difficult to make up for.
Ye Xuan has already learned to do two things at once. Just because he forgets it now does not mean he is incapable of remembering it.
He opened the palm of his left hand, and the Dragon Bird Seal slowly emerged - I wonder if this Dragon Bird Seal is under the Bodhisattva's attention?
The former owner of the Dragon Bird Seal was a being at the level of the Heavenly Order, and he was probably the only ruthless person in history.
If the Bodhisattva could 'see' the existence of this seal, he would probably snatch it away directly. Why would he be here with me, chattering and scheming constantly.
Thoughts flowed through his heart, and as Ye Xuan's mind changed, they were like footprints covered in snow, temporarily disappearing and not being detected by outsiders.
However, once the snow is swept away, the footprints remain there and will not be diminished by the weight of the snow.
Now that I'm on guard, if you want to erase my memory at will, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.
In addition, we must understand the state of ‘death’ contained in the general outline of the Huangquan Heart Sutra as soon as possible.
In the state of 'death', everything is eternally still and solid, neither increasing nor decreasing, neither destroying nor regenerating. As long as thoughts are moved, it will enter the state of 'death'. Those forgotten and destroyed thoughts in the previous moment will be stained.
The dirty mind will turn around and return to normal!
Ye Xuan's thoughts kept rising and falling, and in an instant he used a dual-purpose method to cover up all the ups and downs of his thoughts, as if there were no traces left and no hidden existence would spy on him.
He also ordered two Rakshasas to dig out a tree stump and plant it into another pond where river mud was stored. The tree stump soon sprouted and sprouted, and soon grew into a tree about ten feet tall, also decorated with several trees.
Edamame fruit.
After planting the tree by the river, Ye Xuan placed several barriers around it.
The area and depth of the two mud ponds are almost the same, and the natural volume of accumulated mud is not much different, so even the heights of the trees they release are similar.
Only the number of edamame fruits growing on them is quite different.
The first tree now has twenty edamame fruits, while the second tree only has five or six.
It is estimated that the number of malicious villains on the root system of the tree stump is different, which leads to this result.
There are two ponds together, and some kind of power contained in the mud is absorbed by the two trees.
The river mud turns into the grayish white color left after the charcoal burns out. The viscosity is still not reduced at all. It is more than enough to be used as a bonding material for masonry. However, after losing that mysterious power, there will be no more river soldier Rakshasa.
The ability of the Yin spirit to plasticize the flesh shell.
Ye Xuan brought mud from the previous field and piled it under two trees. No new changes were seen in them. An hour passed, and the color of the mud did not change at all - the tree roots should have absorbed the mysterious power in the mud.
The limit is that it can no longer be absorbed.
In order to prevent them from suddenly withering and dying after being planted in the soil where grass is difficult to grow, Ye Xuan fed the two trees with a dose of soil-based Qi each, adding it to the river mud accumulated around them that had not absorbed the mysterious power.
, and planted a few more medicinal herbs.
It was only then that Ye Xuan was free and able to think about the spider-leg blood shadow.
It was formed by the condensation of the demonic energy that overflowed from the ten-story palace. It was much more powerful than the evil spirits condensed by ordinary demonic energy. Taking advantage of the empty defense of the hand seals, it broke through several layers of blockades in one breath and was able to escape.
Where it goes is not important to Ye Xuan.
What matters is will it come back?
I wonder if this kind of situation has ever happened in this place before?
It is impossible for me to be the first person to escape from the hall and escape to another place after encountering the undead spirit condensed by the demonic energy.
…
The darkness is as thick as mud, with unknown horrors hidden inside, and the accumulation is churning.
The blood shadow stretched out its eight spider legs and ran wildly in the darkness, seemingly unaffected.
A slender arm made of thick darkness suddenly stretched out, stretched out its sharp claws, grabbed a handful of the blood shadow, tore off one of its spider legs, and quickly retracted it.
own.
The blood shadow spread its seven spider legs and continued to run wildly.
Not long after, a black knife poked out of the darkness, chopped off half of its head, was swept into the darkness, and disappeared without a trace.
Palms, knives, spears, swords, halberds, bloody mouths, and many other mysterious things appeared one after another on the path of the blood shadow, constantly dispelling its demonic energy.
Those mysterious beings only take a small portion and will not directly sweep away the whole blood shadow.
It's like dividing a cake.
The path the blood shadow takes forward is the dining table where the cake is placed.
Until the end, only its broken upper body was left, its head had disappeared, and it was walking on one leg, crossing many sword trees.
Those sword trees that usually stimulated the sword energy and light seemed to be bound by the thick darkness at this time, making it difficult for them to burst out a ray of sword light.
It passed through the Jianguang Forest easily and arrived at the bank of the Black River.
The Black River still exudes surging demonic aura and filthy stench, but the corpses in it are silent at this time, no longer as crazy as during the day, and the mud in the river has stopped flowing.
The mutilated bloody figure arrived at the river and plunged into the black river without any hesitation, as if it was completing some kind of mission.
It fell into the river, like a firecracker thrown into a manure pit.
Countless balls of filthy river mud were blasted to both sides of the river. When they landed, they were plasticized into various twisted shapes. They knocked open the sword trees and rushed toward both ends of the Black River, wrapped in fierce sword light.
Those mysterious beings that took away part of the blood shadow's body used the part of the blood shadow's body they plundered as the foundation to cultivate various demons in the darkness.
These demons have various shapes, but without exception they are more tyrannical and fierce than the blood shadow itself, and they all have characteristics common to insects.
Or a pair of cicada wings, or a few spider legs, or a pair of tentacles, or carapace all over the place...
After they landed, they all ran towards a destination.
They each jumped into the black river and exploded into a bunch of demon heads with cicada wings, spider legs, or a pair of tentacles.
These demons rushed to both ends of the river like a tide, mixed with the groups that had left before, and began to kill each other.
The winner devours the loser and grows parts of himself that he does not have.
For example, if a demon with a pair of tentacles eats a demon with cicada wings, it will grow a pair of cicada wings.
In the darkness, all kinds of horrors are constantly being nurtured or fermented.
Several demons broke through the Sword Sea Realm, stepped into the scorching heat realm, turned into balls of mud, penetrated into the yellow sand, corroded the simple formations on the stone slabs under the yellow sand, and entered the living room below.
The four walls of the living room under the sand are made of stone slabs, supporting the surrounding soil. A wooden pillar supports the roof, and the outer layer is covered with yellow mud mixed with hay.
The mud has completely dried, and a small lamp illuminates the scene.
The interior decoration is simple, except for some common tools, and there is a small bag of grain piled in the corner near the bed.
A family of three curled up on the bed, with their parents surrounding their children and each fell asleep.
The demon turned into pitch-black mud and slowly seeped in through the gaps in the stone slabs, forming a large puddle of black mud on the ground.
A head full of white teeth emerged from the mud.
The head is gradually separated into facial features, antennae, and compound eyes.
The demon's body shape also formed as the head condensed, and began to condense continuously.
During the mud forming process, the unbearable odor spread in the room.
The poor people who live underground use various methods to insert exhaust pipes inside to maintain air circulation and prevent themselves from being suffocated in their underground homes.
But the odor was so strong that it lingered in the room and could not be dissipated in a short period of time. Instead, it tended to get worse and worse.
The noses of a family of three who fell asleep on the bed were twitching.
Finally, the husband opened his eyes and climbed out of the bed, just in time to face the demon who had gathered his figure and walked to the bed.
"Demon Tide——"
The shouting stopped suddenly and could not spread beyond the cramped living room.
The sound of chewing could be heard in the darkness.