Karma didn't answer her, but she was still able to say witty words, which shows that although the injury was serious, it didn't hurt her life. He separated a ray of spiritual energy from his body and walked around the damaged meridians in her body, roughly knowing her injury.
"Are you injured by falling from a height?" He let go of her hand and asked.
Unexpectedly, this question made the originally somewhat brisk atmosphere sink. She didn't speak, and he didn't rush.
He practiced Buddhist exercises, and the aura was peaceful. He had also learned a healing exercise alone, and the aura flowed in from her Baihui acupoint, like a warm current. Wen Ying only felt that the place that would hurt if touched was stitched up like silk thread by spiritual power. Although the injury was fundamental and could not heal for a while, at least the body could move.
"Little master is a Buddha cultivator, and what he cultivates should be the Buddhist way. What is the Buddhist way?" She asked suddenly.
He didn't feel abrupt, and replied: "This starts with the word Buddha. The Buddha is enlightened. All living beings have the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata, but because..."
When she laughed, she coughed due to her internal injury, "It's dry when you listen to it, I don't like to hear it."
He didn't get annoyed by her repeated temperament, but he could hear something was wrong. Considering that she was seriously injured and her cultivation had regressed, he only felt that the situation of the woman in front of him was like a state that would occur when she was insane.
Before Karma could answer, suddenly, a pair of withered hands stretched out from the tumbling black clouds on the upper layer of the prison space, and grabbed him accurately. The Yin wind accompanied Jie Jie with a strange smile, "The little monk is dishonest. He has entered into my hated ghost banner, and he still has the leisure to tease and have fun with women. His six sense organs are unclean, and he will be expelled from Buddhism sooner or later!"
Karma recited a Buddha's name.
Wen Ying asked: "Who are you?"
The range of spiritual consciousness in the foundation building period is not wide, and there is darkness in front of you, and you have to do things just by groping. There is very little aura in the magic weapon imprisoned in this space, and she didn't see much after adjusting her breath for a while. Talking about it is better than nothing, at this moment, she pulled out a hairpin from her bun, injected with spiritual energy, and a pearl inlaid on the top immediately lit up.
"Huh?" When she looked at Yuanyuan, she let out a surprised exclamation.
The exclamation is for the appearance of the little monk. The halo of the pearl fell on Yuanyuan, illuminating his delicate face and a pair of clear and clear eyes. If it is said that most Buddhas have this appearance, he is more special than ordinary people. His natural lips are curved and upturned, like pity and pity, like the flowers enshrined in the Buddhist altar, which can be seen from a distance, but it makes people feel indescribably close.
The surprise was because of the withered and skinny hand that grabbed him!
There is only a pair of giant hands, but no one can be seen.
It can be confirmed that this is indeed the inside of the magic weapon, and these hands are the owner of the magic weapon. Wen Ying remembered that Karma was almost made into a banner by refining the soul, that is to say, this place is in the banner of the magic weapon to blame ghosts.
"Little girl, did you fancy him? Hahahaha, I saved you from the monster beasts in vain. It's interesting and interesting."
"You said, you saved me?"
"That's right. When I saw you, you almost fell into the belly of a monster. If I hadn't rescued you, you wouldn't be alive!"
Wen Ying snorted disdainfully, she gently sent her hand upwards, and the hairpin twirled and flew into the air. When she recited the formula, the light rose sharply, illuminating the surrounding area within a few feet. What you can see is shocking, the place where they are is like a plain, the ground is cracked, the blood is dark red, and bones are piled up in one place, and the black clouds in the sky are tumbling, eerie and terrifying.
It's clearly just the space in the magic weapon, but you can't see the end at a glance.
But what is even more frightening is that besides the white bones, there are other people in this space!
They have different appearances and different costumes, only a pair of eyes are equally straight, like a walking corpse, and they have not made a sound since she woke up. At this moment, they looked up at Karma who was caught in the air, Trembling with horror.
Because everything was quiet, the owner of the Banner of Resentment Ghosts immediately heard Wen Ying's snort, and suddenly became angry, "What are you laughing at!?"
"You arrested me only to turn me into a resentful soul in the streamer. You are dead anyway. What is the difference from me being buried in the belly of a demon? How dare you say that you saved me?"
The man snorted softly when he heard the words, instead of being angry, he laughed, and his laughter rolled like thunder in the sea of clouds, "Hahahaha, if you die in the belly of a demon, you have to be reincarnated, and then cultivate immortality in the next life. Do you have spiritual roots in your body, and can you set foot on the road of cultivating immortality again? After entering my resentful soul banner, you can still cultivate in the body of a ghost, how about it, did I save you! "
The ghost banners are different from ordinary ghost banners. Ordinary ghost banners only need to slaughter a large number of mortals and monks. The ghost banners are even more shocking. They must torture people to death while they are alive. Infinite power is a great temptation for Moxiu.
His loud laughter caused the Yin wind in the space to blend together, and the Yin wind whined, like the sound of a devil crying.
But in a short while, there was a fluffy black mist in the air that scattered like clusters, riding the wind, adhering to the surface of the little monk's body, gradually eroding his head, hands, legs, and gradually swallowing from the outline of his cheeks inward, toward The eyes, ears, mouth and nose are covered. From time to time, painful and struggling faces flashed away in the black mist, crying and wailing with great resentment!
Wen Ying uttered a low cry of surprise, which made the owner of the ghost banner laugh again, as if he took the little monk to open the knife just to make her feel scared when she saw this scene.
The little monk seemed to be reciting the Buddha's name in his heart because of fate, and kept his eyes closed all the time.
Others are obviously not as good-natured as him, and someone was caught in the air by giant hands, screaming in terror under the erosion of ghosts, and was killed by the ghost banner owner in an instant, their distorted bodies fell from the sky, and their souls immediately turned to The living people rushed forward, turned into a mass of resentful souls, and merged with the black mist!
Wen Ying understood. The other party kills with fear, kills with all-pervasive resentment, feeds the resentment of living people with many resentments against ghosts, and kills them immediately when the demons in their hearts are full.
Therefore, the karma of excellent xinxing can still support her, talk to her, and heal her wounds.
Of course, it was also because he was arrested not long ago and was not affected by the ubiquitous Yin aura in the space. Others, though still alive, are no different from the living dead.
To refine the soul obviously also consumes the aura of the ghost banner owner. After a while, the wind stops, the giant hand disappears, the crying of ghosts is invisible, and those who failed to become souls are released.
Wen Ying immediately went to check on Yuanyuan, and there was no difference except that her body looked a little weak.
"Little master, are you not afraid?"
"Amitabha, everything is illusory, and all appearances are illusory. If you see that all appearances are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata."
She stared at him for a moment and said, "You lied."
Karma suddenly opened his eyes, as clear as glass, "Why did I lie to you?"
"You lied to me to practice Buddhism." She grabbed his wrist and lifted it up. His fingers curled up, showing that he was not afraid. Recite, recite every night, thinking that you can cultivate Buddha, but you still can’t achieve selflessness.”
His gaze fell into her eyes, and he said softly, "You're right, I'm still undecided."
She looked back for a moment, turned her eyes away, and said boringly: "What's so good about cultivating Buddhism, if you want to live and exist, you have to deny it."
He didn't argue with her, he just asked, "What kind of Tao does Youxiu not know?"
"My way?" She was stunned, then lowered her eyes, and said a little confused, "I don't have a way anymore." Seeing him puzzled, she said slowly, "Since I cultivated the way, I have listened to The master said that there is a responsibility that must be mine. I cultivate the Tao to shoulder that responsibility. My Tao is the way of one mind. I never get confused when I practice, and the foundation building is done in one go, without any doubts. , Although I have outstanding talent, it is also because I always know where my direction is in my heart, just like there is a bright light ahead of the night road, and I just need to walk towards it."
He had some understanding: "You are confused, is it because the light is dim?"
"No, the light is still there, but it's not mine anymore." She smiled dazedly.
For some reason, this smile caught his eyes, but he remembered it unconsciously.
After entering the banner of complaining ghosts, Wen Ying's Qiankun ring was taken away, and she couldn't escape for a while, and she would inevitably end up being refined.
After the master of the ghost banner calmed down, the Shura Hell was staged again in the confined space not long ago, and this time, Wen Ying was the one who was caught in the sky. The grip of the giant hand made it impossible for her to escape, and with a light flick, she was thrown into the air, and then the black mist rushed towards her with a howling sound!
In the air, she realized that the gloomy wind was icy cold, and the pervasive black mist made hairs stand on end.
She could hear the ghost's creepy voice, weeping in her ear, telling the story of his life, how resentful he was. One, two, three... Countless voices gathered together and entangled in her ears, making her feel like being swallowed by the tide, almost suffocating!
"Little master..." she struggled to shout.
At this moment, a ray of golden light came through the sky, and the entangled ghost was illuminated by the light, and immediately screamed and scattered away!
A drop of blood essence was contained in the golden light, which melted into Wen Ying's eyebrows.
"This is a natural Buddha bone?" In the sea of clouds, the owner of the ghost streamer could not restrain the surprise voice again, "Natural Buddha bone, natural Buddha bone, hahahaha, I knew it, the sky will not destroy me!"
As soon as his salivating tone fell, Karma was caught by him in the void. He was the one who saved Wen Ying with blood essence just now, but was discovered by the ghost banner master. I saw the waves of the sea of black clouds rolling, and in an instant, like a dragon absorbing water, it rolled back and swept towards the little monk.
Numerous openings were cut on Yinyuan's body by the sudden wind, and the blood flowed back to the black cloud as soon as it gushed out!
That person wants to suck the blood of Karma dry!
"Natural Buddha bones can not only increase lifespan, but bone blood also has the miraculous effect of increasing skill..." Jie Jie smirked from the air.
No matter how rare it is to indulge karma and karma, the damage caused by the loss of blood cannot be ignored. This damage made him suffer unceasingly, and the color on his face faded. He knew that people were inside the banner, ordinary spells couldn't hurt the owner of the ghost banner, and he wanted to force another drop of blood to defeat the enemy, but he was powerless.
The voice of the woman over there came to my ears, "Why did you help me? You were only trying to save me so the secret was discovered. I killed you!"
"Don't worry about it." He shook his head, his clear and clear voice implied pain, but he was extremely firm, "Although I can't calm down and my ability is low, I am willing to help you if I can. It is for my heart, with you It doesn't matter."
The owner of the ghost streamer sighed in admiration, "It's a good show of love and concubine, little monk, practicing Buddhism is boring, it's better to return to the vulgar. If you decide to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate with her, the old Taoist will also be willing to give you the beauty of adults. You all together... ah—" before finishing the words, a shrill scream suddenly exploded in the air, like a rumbling thunder, causing the sound of wind horns and devil crying in most of the space!
Then the space vibrated, and the rocky mountain collapsed, shaking like the sky and the earth!
The pupil of the owner of the ghost banner watching the situation in the banner suddenly shrank, and saw a woman standing in the air with her long sleeves fluttering in the air, a cluster of flames emerged from her body, with the aura of burning everything, and she was wounded by the sword On half of her face, bloody lines could be seen spreading, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, in stark contrast to her dark eyes.
And the spiritual power in her body soared, and her injured and regressed cultivation base also climbed up layer by layer.
Build a foundation layer.
Build the second floor.
Build three layers of foundation.
The middle stage of foundation building.
Later stage of foundation building.
The foundation is complete.
…
"Obsessed!" The man exclaimed in pain, "How is it possible, he is clearly a righteous person—"
Ordinary obsessions can cause people to lose their minds, leading to death or disability. However, obsession is different. For magic cultivators, obsession is more like an opportunity, similar to the opportunity of "enlightenment" in the right way, which can make the ability skyrocket.
Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain all over his body. In the depths of the sea of clouds, a thick golden arc condensed into a net, and the thunder was deafening, and it slammed backwards. The tumbling sea of clouds reflected his ferocious face, and the black clouds rolled and roared!
It is the thunder spell issued by Wen Ying.
The magic weapon also has its weaknesses. The sea of black clouds seems to be mysterious and powerful, and giant hands are frequently lowered. The command of the master of the flag and the means of the gods are undoubtedly, but in fact, every black cloud here is connected with the master of the flag. It will also be backlashed by magic weapons!
And under the severe pain, the connection between the magic weapon and the owner of the banner was cut suddenly, he spurted a mouthful of blood suddenly, and passed out!
Yuanyuan's robe was stained with blood, and his cheeks were also stained, but he just stared blankly at the woman in front of him.
"Little master, I have found my way."
She seemed to have regained her senses from the state of being enchanted, and smiled at him, gorgeous and beautiful, "You want to eliminate desires and selflessness in order to cultivate Buddhism, so from now on, I will like your happiness, anger your anger, and worry about your worries , Fear what you fear, Love what you love, Hate what you hate, Desire what you want. Okay?"