"What will happen if you can't stand that moment?" Luo Enen asked.
"The mind is crazy, the mind is in chaos, and there is no cure to save you." Gu Fenghua was silent for a moment, and then said word by word.
If she changes to an ordinary divine master, she will have a way to treat her even if her mind is in chaos. However, Mo Tianxing's cultivation is too high and his spiritual consciousness is too strong. Once he loses his mind, it will not be so easy to save. At least with her current cultivation level , can't save it no matter how much.
The atmosphere around suddenly became heavier.
"Is it still time to stop now?" Gui Yezi asked, and his chest was fluctuating rapidly in tension.
Gu Fenghua glanced at Gui Yezi and wanted to comfort him, but in the end he shook his head without hesitation.
When sailing against the current, you will retreat if you advance. Mo Tianxing's soul has recovered nearly half. If you stop now, you will definitely fall into a madness and confusion, and there will be no luck.
"In other words, I can only bet on luck." Gui Yezi said with a tragic look on his face.
In order to save his master, he waited for ten thousand years and finally saved the person, but there was such a barrier. When he thought that his master might be in chaos and perpetually fall into madness, his heart was disturbed.
Gu Fenghua didn't answer, but just nodded with difficulty.
Luo Enen and Fatty White fell silent. Judging from their understanding, Gu Fenghua never easily reported good news, but he would never easily report bad news. Since she was worried that Mo Tianxing might not be able to recover from his soul. At that moment, he would probably not be able to get over that moment.
"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this... "Just as everyone was worried, Ye Wuse's chanting sounded in his ears again.
The moon-white monk's robe set out for the soft and holy white light. Under the solemn treasure, lotus flowers blurted out and surrounded Mo Tianxing's body.
Gradually, Mo Tianxing's distorted face calmed down. He could no longer feel any anger, resentment, and resentment on him, and became so peaceful and peaceful.
It turns out that Ye Wuse’s scriptures are also a wonderful use of calming down and reassuring souls! Gu Fenghua and others all looked surprised.
As the lotus flowers blurted out and flew around, Mo Tianxing finally opened his eyes slowly. Three golden holy beads also flashed between his eyebrows.
The third grade of Emperor Saint! Although the golden holy bead disappeared immediately, Gu Fenghua and the others still saw Mo Tianxing's cultivation. He was indeed not wrong before. He was indeed a powerful man in the realm of Emperor Saint.
"Master!" Gui Yezi rushed forward with a quick step, tears came out of his eyes.
"Xiao Mo, you are back." Mo Tianxing stretched out his dry palm, stroked Gui Yezi's head, and said in a dry and hoarse voice.
Although Gui Yezi was already covered in white hair at this time, Mo Tianxing's gaze when he looked at him was so gentle and loving, just like a grandfather looking at his young grandson.
"Master, the unfilial disciple is back." Gui Yezi burst into tears.
"Yu Boqian, a disciple of the Fentian Sect, pay homage to the Sect Master." Yu Boqian also knelt down on the ground and bowed respectfully and said.
"Are you Xiao Mo's disciple?" Mo Tianxing turned his head and looked at him, and asked kindly.
"I am the disciples of Yi Qingyang's later generations." Yu Boqian replied.
"When the sect was killed, the junior brother Qingyang escaped by chance. He created the Qingyang Sect himself and searched for the ruins of the Fentian Sect everywhere, and determined to avenge the sect. Bo Qian is the leader of the Qingyang Sect in this generation." Gui Yezi explained with help.