Chapter 379 The golden body is perfect, and the Dharma is beginning to form
Deep in the stagnant water, Liao Wenjie sat cross-legged and reshaped his golden body by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Unlike other practitioners, what he absorbed was not spiritual energy, but Yin energy.
This pool of stagnant water is liquefied Yin Qi, which is of extremely high quality. If ordinary people touch it, it will turn into blood. If the soul touches it, it will be unable to withstand the cold energy in it and fall into eternal frozen silence.
Liao Wenjie has no such worries. Returning to the underworld is just like returning home. Every breath he takes is delicious.
The three inner alchemy skills + the nine-character mantra + the Blood Sea Demon are running at the same time, and the red and blue colors are circulating in a cycle. Every time a week passes, the yin energy is refined, and the damaged golden body is molded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The golden body was destroyed once, and then it was rebuilt to a higher level.
Liao Wenjie was not satisfied. The opportunity given to him by the Black Rakshasa was more than that. There was still room for breakthrough in the golden body.
I saw him holding his hand in front of him with his hand, and a ball of black magic flame kept beating between his five fingers. Although there was only one wisp, it was wild and unruly and refused to be disciplined.
The second before Liao Wenjie's golden body was burned and completely collapsed, he finally withstood the destructive and domineering power and barely managed to hide a ray in his body.
It can be regarded as being received by him, or it can be regarded as a gift from the Black Rakshasa.
It is said to be an opportunity, but it is not given in vain. There is no free bargain in the world. How much you can get depends not only on how much the other party is willing to give, but also on how much you can strive for.
Liao Wenjie clasped his fingers tightly, and the magic flame burned the golden body along his arm, burning it again until it was mottled and cracked, with cracks forming.
The liquefied Yin Qi gathered into the golden body, and it was burned and repaired at the same time, continuously strengthening the strength of the golden body.
The golden body was forged rapidly, its strength increasing again and again, until the demonic flames could no longer damage it and then slowly stopped.
The golden body is perfect.
Looking at the world again, it is different from when he first entered the land of gods on land. Every magical skill he has learned is self-taught, and the world feeds him back.
The world also sees him differently. Putting aside everything else, his appearance alone has been enhanced with skin-smoothing, slimming, and whitening filters, making him even more handsome than before.
Liao Wenjie slowly opened his eyes, stretched his body, his bones creaked, and he opened his mouth to inhale the magic flame in his palm.
Under the pale golden body, a group of black mist could be vaguely seen wandering, or transforming into a snake, or a crow with flapping wings. As Liao Wenjie's eyebrows opened, a group of red eyes opened, the black mist submerged into it, and then he became silent.
At this point, the opportunity has ended, and there are two paths before Liao Wenjie.
The first is to use the method learned from Fahai to refine the magic flame into tattoo stickers. This is also the meaning of the Black Rakshasa's gift of the magic flame.
Liao Wenjie helped him perform a play to help Ji Dian see through his inner demons in advance. He gave him a magical power and everyone got what they needed.
The second is to go back to the source and explore the true form of the Black Rakshasa through this ball of demonic flames to confirm who he is.
Sakyamuni, who else could he be?
There is little point in exploring the secret behind the magic flame. Liao Wenjie can guess the identity of the Black Rakshasa with just his toes, so there is no point in taking the second path.
Recalling what he saw in the Sansheng Stone, he pondered for a moment, gave up on the magical power of tattoo stickers, and chose the second path.
The blood-red eyes between the brows opened, projecting a black shadow of demonic flames, manifesting into a mist in the cold water curtain.
Liao Wenjie held his breath and concentrated, frowning and closing his eyes tightly. Only the red eyes on his forehead were wide open. Following the induction of the 'devil in the heart', he could break through the illusion and go straight to the root cause.
Looking through the blood-colored passage, the front suddenly opened up and was filled with infinite light.
In the endless universe, rivers of stars flow, and all realms are like the sand of the Ganges River, with endless birth and destruction, and their number is incalculable.
A figure of light and shadow sits cross-legged, with a blurred face, and a 'Dharma boundary seal' on both hands, with a sun behind it, expelling darkness and illuminating all things in the universe.
His eyes continued to move forward, and through the infinite light and shadow, he found a darkness behind him.
In the dark universe, a demon god stands on the black lotus. He has a single head, three eyes, six arms, and snake hair. He is silent and motionless, and has the appearance of being a supreme demon.
At the moment when Liao Wenjie's eyes were fixed, the demon looked at him with one eye between his eyebrows. The moment their eyes met, he kicked the person and closed the door in one go, driving Liao Wenjie's consciousness back into his own body.
Buddha has three bodies!
Sakyamuni is the corresponding body, which has birth and death, and can be seen; Great Sun Tathagata is the Dharmakaya, which has no birth and death, and cannot be seen.
The wrathful appearance shown by the Tathagata Mahavairocana when he is subduing demons is called Mahakala.
"Hey hey hey..."
In the stagnant water, Liao Wenjie grinned, used his red and blue mind power with all his strength, and manifested a black dharma image sitting cross-legged.
As the endless cold air swept over, the hazy body gradually solidified, the outline of the face was holy, there was a man's masculinity and a woman's femininity, a red eye of inner demons lit up between the eyebrows, and the arms split into six...
When the Dharma was first formed, the invisible coercion penetrated the eighteen levels of hell and swept across the entire underworld in an instant.
…
Human world, Guoqing Temple.
When the sky came to dusk, all the monks in the temple were so frightened by the vision of anger between humans and gods. Only Ji Dian was pacing back and forth in the room, holding the handle of the cattail leaf fan in his hand, anxiously looking out of the room from time to time.
Take a look at the sky.
"Aaron, I'm back."
A golden light fell to the ground, Fuhu jumped in front of Ji Dian, placed a purple spiritual grass in front of him, wiped the cold sweat on his head: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life, and the crane boy put the Ganoderma grass... Hey, are you there?
Listen to me?"
Ji Dian grabbed the Ganoderma lucidum grass with his hand. Regardless of Fuhu's complaints, he opened Xiaoyu's stiff hands and stuffed the Ganoderma lucidum grass and the fan handle into her palms.
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"Hey, why is there no movement at all?"
Ji Dian's eyes widened and he turned to look at Fuhu: "Fuhu, please don't tell me that you picked the wrong grass. That's really too grassy!"
"On a bare mountain, except for the cranes, there is only one Ganoderma lucidum grass. It seems that the purpose of putting it there is for others to pick it. I am not blind, how could I pick it by mistake?"
Fuhu explained, and then waved his hand to shoot a golden light into Xiaoyu's body: "Lingzhi grass has the ability to bring the dead back to life, but no matter how powerful the immortal elixir is, it is useless for a mortal to take it. You will be in chaos just because you care."
Ji Dian didn't say anything. He breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw Xiaoyu's soul integrated into his body, her body resurrected, her heartbeat and breathing.
This trip to earth was not in vain, at least I saved one person.
"Aaron, isn't she the Ninth Generation Pheasant? Why do you care so much about her?" Fu Hu looked unhappy.
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"Whether it's the Ninth Pheasant or someone else, I care about everyone."
After Ji Dian finished speaking, he patted Fu Hu on the shoulder: "Of course, the person I care about most is you, my good brother."
Fuhu was deeply pleased when he heard this, and then frowned and said: "It's getting late, let's go quickly. You know, the group of people above are the best to save face. If you ask them to wait for you, they will definitely use different tricks to punish you."
"I still have things to do while I'm here, so I won't go back."
"What, I didn't hear clearly, please explain more clearly." Fu Hu plucked his ears, looking confused.
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Ji Dian said calmly: "If there is really destiny in the world, everything has been destined from the moment I came down to earth. This disaster came because of me and there is no way to avoid it."
"Aaron, I don't understand what you are talking about!"
"If there is no life in the world, there will be life everywhere in this disaster. Whether it exists or not depends on my personal choice. There is no way to avoid it."
"..."
Seeing Fu Hu's eyes blank, Ji Dian patted him on the shoulder: "Good brother, you go back first, and I will go find you when I'm done. One day in the sky, one year in the earth, we will meet again soon."
"But……"
Fuhu struggled for a long time, always feeling that something was wrong, and frowned: "Aaron, if there is anything I can do to help, just say it, but don't be polite to me."
"have!"
Ji Dian smiled and clapped his hands: "I had a lot of fun with the three people from the ninth life. Please tell the gods above that if you reincarnate again, you must arrange for me to be together with them."
"ah?!"
"That's all, remember to take my words to..."
Ji Dian pushed Fu Hu away and sighed slightly when he turned around. The prerequisite for reincarnation is to survive tonight. In his opinion, the best result is to lose his soul and drag the Black Rakshasa to death together.
"You...are a god?"
In the corner, Xiaoyu's face was complicated after she woke up. She could clearly see the memory of when she was killed, the memory of her soul wandering in the plains of the city where she died, and the conversation between Ji Dian and Jiang Long just now.
"Yes, my name is Jidian in this life, and my name was Jianglong before reincarnation..."
Ji Dian decisively admitted it and told the whole story about his descent to earth and the bet between three people in the ninth life, without hiding anything.
When Xiaoyu heard this, her feelings towards Ji Dian became more complicated, including love, gratitude, and even a hint of resentment.
If it weren't for the boring bet between the gods, her fate would not be so tragic. Just thinking about it makes people feel despair, and there is no hope of loving or being loved.
Seeing through Xiaoyu's thoughts, Ji Dian encouraged: "Xiaoyu, believe in yourself, whether you love or be loved, you have the right to fight for it."
"Haha, it's easy to put it that way. You are a god. Of course you won't have back pain while standing and talking."
Xiaoyu smiled coldly: "It's ridiculous for you to say that someone loves me. Will anyone fall in love with the toilet?"
"Yes, I am that person!"
Ji Dian said with a serious face: "Don't deny it in a hurry. I can prove that I am not lying. Gods and mortals cannot be together. If I combine with you, even if I just drink a cup of wine, I will be punished by heaven and gradually become one
wood."
"What do you mean, you want to marry me and then turn into wood to prove that you love me?"
"Yes, but not now."
Ji Dian's face turned gloomy: "I promised a friend that I will be a filial piety to my parents in this life for three years. When they pass away, I will have nothing to worry about and will come to marry you in a sedan chair."
"you you……"
Xiaoyu's heartstrings trembled, and she suddenly changed her face and said: "You lied to me, you just wanted to influence me, you don't really love me!"
"Maybe, I really don't understand the love between men and women..."
Ji Dian clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, no matter whether you are willing to marry or not, there is someone in this world who is willing to turn into wood for you and is willing to die for you. Do you still feel that no one loves you?"