I was stunned, but this is not quite clear. Looking at Ah San's appearance, it's not like saying. Can it be said that Yasha is not an evil spirit like the legend in the world, but a member of Buddhism
Seeing my doubts, Ah San explained: "Many fools use falsehoods, thinking that Yasha is a man-eating evil spirit and is bad. It is like describing a vicious woman as a dominatrix, which is all stupid. Actually. Above, Yasha is not a Buddha, nor a human, nor a fairy, nor a beast, but a god who specializes in eating ghosts. If they are really evil ghosts, how can they be ranked among the eight dragons."
From Ah San’s words, I roughly understand the concept of Yasha, but this is not what I want to care about, so I said: "Well, I’m wrong. But since you say that any blood is OK, then I do. No way?"
"Yours?" Ah San was stunned, then his eyes lit up and said: "Yes, you have the body of Ji Sun, and the magic of blood is stronger than this high monk. Use yours! Use yours! Yes! Can't you cut me some meat by the way?"
I shivered and said, "It's okay to put a little blood, but cut the meat for free! I'm not a pig."
"Sniff!" Asan muttered.
This kind of thing, I will definitely not let her. Seeing my firm attitude, Ah San had to agree. Then, she took out a small knife, cut a hole in my wrist, and found a clean jade bottle to store blood. I have been staring at her hand holding the knife. After the girl cut the wound in my hand, the knife has not been put down, her face is looking for a chance to cut something down.
I spent a few minutes with a horror, and when the jade bottle was full, A Sanyi reluctantly grabbed my arm and asked with a bitter face, "Is it really impossible to cut? Is it okay to just cut a little? Half a finger is enough..."
I pulled my hand back vigorously, rolled my eyes at her, and said, "Can I cut an arm for you?"
"Okay, okay!" Ah San nodded fiercely like a chicken eating rice.
"Dreams!"
"Big liar!" She stared at me.
We made a fuss for a while, and Ah San finally gave up the idea of cutting my meat. She looked at the jade bottle full of blood, thought about it, took out another bottle, and poured the blood in half. Seeing her busy, I asked: "What are you going to do? Do you want to make arrangements?"
"It's a waste of the whole bottle of blood for Ah Da. This is Ji Sun's blood, I have to keep some. Anyway, Ah Da has half a bottle, and it is enough to recover." Asan said.
I suddenly felt a black line on my forehead: "Half a bottle is enough, do you put a full bottle?"
Ah San looked up at me with a grin, and said, "You didn't say to stop, I'm kind enough, so I just put a bottle."
I hummed twice and ignored her. Like a baby, Ah San put the jade bottle and the pile of things on the ground back into his pocket. I have always wondered, how can she fit so many items in her pocket? Come to think of it, it may be similar to the storage space used by Ren Daozhen. Maybe it's the kind of space storage bags mentioned in the cultivation novels.
After Ah San had collected everything, holding a half bottle of blood, she walked to Ah Da's side, and her expression immediately became serious. Seeing that she was so solemn, I didn't dare to joke anymore, just watched honestly beside her.
Ah San tilted the jade bottle with the length of his fingers slightly, part of the red blood was poured on the wound on Ah Da's chest, and the rest fell on the two bones of his arms.
Afterwards, Asan took out some talisman paper from his pocket, pressed one by one, and placed it around Ah Da's body. After these talisman papers surrounded Ah Da in a circle, Asan walked back to the original position, she reached out and tapped, and the talisman burned automatically. The black smoke rose, and Asan whispered a complicated and vague spell in his mouth.
I couldn't hear or understand what she was reading, only the black mist on the paper talisman covered Ah Da's body completely, but it didn't rise higher. The black mist is a bit like corpse gas, but it also gives people a burning sensation, like a raging fire.
Asan stood so close, her forehead was a little sweaty, and the curse in her mouth never stopped. The black mist kept distorting, and I vaguely heard Ah Da's roaring, with small but weird sounds coming out of the mist.
The baby corpse fell from the air and was picked up by me. It grabbed my clothes, looked at the black mist curiously, and then raised its head and babbled and asked. I don't know what this black mist is, so I said to it, "Look back and ask your mother."
The baby corpse nodded without understanding, and nestled quietly in my arms.
Asan Xu was tired of standing, and after a while, he sat on the floor, but the curse in his mouth still didn't stop.
After a while, the black mist emerging from the paper talisman gradually became thinner, and Asan read it, he took out other paper talisman to supplement it. From time to time, she would throw some weird things into the black mist.
I don't know what those weird things are. I just think the process is too complicated, and the viewers are dazzled.
Asan is a grumpy person, but he is very patient when refining the corpse. Only solemnity can be seen on her face, no anxiety can be seen.
Repairing Ah Da's body lasted about seven or eight hours. In such a long time, Asan didn't even drink any water. I can see that her stamina has been consumed a lot, and her lips are dry and chapped. Although it can't be bothered, it's okay to go to some Mu Li to help her recover.
You Mu Li added that Ah San's mental state is much better, and she even has the energy to give me a sweet smile of thanks.
I happily held the baby's corpse and sat there waiting for her to finish.
After a few more hours, Asan didn't pick up anything, but pinched his fingerprints with a more serious expression. Her fingers are very flexible, and her seal changes so fast that it is difficult to be seen clearly. In the process of her changing her handprints, I clearly felt a strange force between the heaven and the earth was drawn and injected into the black mist.
That power has a vitality similar to wood power, but there is a little lifelessness in the vitality, which is very strange.
After this power entered, Ah San's cursing stopped abruptly. She raised her hand, wiped the sweat from her head, and let out a big breath. Seeing that she didn't do anything else, I asked: "It's over?"
Ah San nodded. She watched as she was shrinking slowly, and the black mist of Ah Da's body was almost exposed, and said: "I haven't practiced corpses for a long time. I didn't expect to be so tired. Fortunately, I have your wood power. ."
I suddenly remembered a famous slogan, and said with a smile: "That's your wood power."
Asan glanced at me, his face flushed, and he whispered: "It will be a sleazy, slippery hooligan."
I didn't know that making a joke was considered a hooligan, and I couldn't help laughing.
After a while, Black Mist was completely absorbed by Ah Da, and its majestic body appeared before my eyes again. The long and deep crack in the chest has disappeared, and the muscles of the flesh are high and bulging, full of infinite explosive power. And its arm, which was cut into bones by the word "blade", has also returned to its original shape, and it looks stronger than before.
Ah San happily wandered around Ah Da a few times, looking at it, and then touching it, and then said to me: "I didn't expect your blood to be used to refine the corpse so effectively, Ah Da's flesh and blood is much stronger than before."
Seeing her eyes rolling around, I looked around on my body, and my heart trembled, and I quickly said, "This is the special situation during the special period, only this time, not the next example!"
"Sniff! Coward!" Asan whispered.
"It's not stingy or you will break it into one hundred and eighty..."
Afterwards, I waited for Ah San's physical strength to fully recover before heading to the place where I was fighting before.
Ah Da, restored to its original state, seems to be a little different from before. It used to be very tall and mighty, but now, it has more momentum. I can't tell what kind of momentum it is, I just think it's very tall.
Ah San jumped on the back of the bronze armored corpse, lay there lazily, and said, "It's better for Ah Da to carry it more comfortably, and I can't feel it at all."
I gave her an angry look and said, "If it weren't for me to carry you on my back, you would lie down completely. Unconscionable guy, you think you are sitting in a rental car, and you are still picky."
"Who makes you so thin, there is no meat on your body. Eat more, fatter, and you won't be able to lose your back." Asan said.
What she said made me think a lot, and subconsciously said: "Do you still want me to continue to recite?"
Asan also noticed that the previous words were a bit ambiguous, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the other side, and said, "Who wants you to recite it? Be passionate!"
I laughed, this girl looks like a shy girl, I will never tire of it.
Before running away with Ah San on his back, I ran for almost a day before stopping. At that time, I just thought about where I should go and whether I could escape. But now that when he returned the same way, he would naturally feel nervous in his heart, and felt dangerous everywhere, for fear that there would be enemies hiding nearby.
Although Ah San could not understand me being so cautious, she also understood that the enemy was very powerful. If you are not careful, you are likely to repeat the same mistakes. This time, I didn't know that the monk jumped out to help us again. So she only laughed at me a few times, and then looked around with a more cautious attitude than me.
The enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, be careful, it is always right.
Suddenly, the underground palace shook violently, and the dead air in the sky stirred once again, converging in a certain direction. I knew at a glance that it must have been Emperor Fengdu who had fought against the body of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva again.
These two legendary powerful hands and slaps are earth-shattering, which is really amazing.
I remembered the previous scene of Emperor Fengdu smashing the death waterfall with a palm of his hand, and reminded Asan: "Slow down the speed, and the two of them will fight and fall to the ground. No matter how fast they run, they are easy to be hit."
All the dead stones are as big as houses, and Ah San also knows how powerful it is, so he nodded in response. After that, our speed slowed down a lot, until the Dead Qi Waterfall condensed again, and then was beaten to pieces by Emperor Fengdu again, and then gradually accelerated.
From far away, you can hear the muffled sound of death stones hitting the ground.
This time, Emperor Fengdu did not speak. His tall and stalwart emperor's body stands on one side of the world compartment, facing the Wanzhang Buddha. (End of this chapter)