In a daze, the two forces became less violent than before. Strange horizontal and vertical bars shuttled between the two forces, as if mediating the difference between the two forces. After a while, a line appeared in the middle of the Dantian. Barrier, the two forces were completely separated and became calm.
Martial Spirit, my second Martial Spirit, is finally about to appear!
Zheng Shiyi suddenly felt a sense of joy in his heart. Slowly, his whole body's spiritual energy began to recover, even stronger than before. His already blurry vision gradually became clearer, his breathing became steady, and the wounds on his body were not broken. It no longer appears, and everything seems to have returned to normal.
What! He actually suppressed the Buddha's light
Ben Huan's body suddenly trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at the normal Zheng Shiyi. The Buddha's light he suppressed
That’s Buddha’s light! Since ancient times, Buddha and demons have been incompatible. This has been a fact that has not changed for thousands of years. Now, with the Buddha's light and the devil's path all gathered in his body, he has completely suppressed the conflict between the Buddha's light and the devil's path. The most important thing is that from his Judging from the spiritual energy emanating from his body, his cultivation level has not decreased at all, and has even improved significantly. This is simply subverting the world's understanding of the world!
Zheng Shiyi, how could he do it, how could he do it! How in the world can anyone do this
Ben Huan felt like his whole body was about to collapse. Crazy devil, how could something like this happen
"Everyone has his own way to go, why do you have to force me like this..." Zheng Shiyi stood up slowly, with a wry smile on his face. This old monk made himself suffer a lot, but he wanted to eliminate all the evil in his body. Rong Qi did not intend to kill himself, and even injected blood essence into his own body with good intentions.
What's more, he is still a master, so what can he do
Ben Huan seemed to be completely crazy. It was not until Zheng Shiyi's voice sounded that he gradually woke up. His eyes gradually returned to clarity. He looked at Zheng Shiyi in front of him and sighed helplessly: "I am sincerely doing good for the donor."
"I can feel how good you are to me, but if you want to help me eliminate my anger, you must get my consent." Zheng Shiyi spoke calmly, without any anger in his tone.
"Lao Na..." Ben Huan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after a moment he still sighed: "That's all, it's Lao Na who is in trouble. It's just the donor. Although Lao Na doesn't know how you stabilized the two forces, but This is definitely not a long-term solution. Buddha and demons have been incompatible since ancient times. I advise you to introduce the demonic path into the golden light. Only in this way can you avoid falling into the demonic door and save your life."
"Shiyi can understand the master's intention. Now that the power has stabilized, please give me some time to think about it."
"That's alright." Ben Huan nodded slightly when he heard the voice, took out a book from his pocket with his right hand, and said earnestly: "Donor, this is my experience and experience of studying Buddhism for fifty years. I hope the benefactor can read it." I hope the donor can eliminate the evil ways in his body as soon as possible. With the donor’s understanding, as long as he eliminates the evil ways in his body and studies Buddhism, the golden light will reappear within two years.”
"I'll think about it." Zheng Shiyi took the book, flipped through it briefly, and put it in his arms. He could feel the difference between Ben Huan and the monks he had met before, except for the Qingwen Academy.
"Now, I have consumed half of my body's essence and blood, and can no longer suppress the hostility in the donor. If nothing happens, I will leave first." Ben Huan put his left hand on his chest, performed a Buddhist salute, then turned around and walked out. go.
"Master, let me see you off." Zheng Shiyi walked up to Ben Huan.
"Donors don't have to travel far." Ben Huan nodded his thanks again and walked out of the hospital. But for some reason, the more he looked at him, the more he felt that there was something different about his back than when he came here. He seemed to be older? Desolate? Or something else
Zheng Shiyi watched Ben Huan go away, then walked out of the collapsed ruins and came to the training room on one side, sitting cross-legged. Just now in a dazed state, he saw the beating of the second soul seed. Could it be that the thing in the form of a roulette wheel is my second martial spirit
If it hadn't suddenly appeared, I might have died long ago.
The second kind of soul seed, I don’t know if it will disappear as soon as it appears like before, or if it will really appear!
Zheng Shiyi united his mind and looked inside his Dantian, trying hard to find the feeling he had just moments ago. Slowly, something like a roulette wheel appeared again. The horizontal and vertical bars flew up again and landed on the two forces in the body. Gradually, the two forces The strength becomes more stable.
Soul Seed, his second Soul Seed finally appeared again, but it seemed that there was no sign of completing its transformation into a martial soul.
My second martial soul, what kind of martial soul is it? It can suppress the Buddha's light and the devil's energy at the same time.
Zheng Shiyi fell into deep thought.
Before I knew it, the night had passed.
Early the next morning, a ray of sunlight hit Zheng Shiyi's face through the window. He spread out his arms and stretched lazily. After a night of adjusting his breath, the two forces were completely stabilized. It seemed that there would be no more Mutually exclusive effects occur.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, the closed wooden door instantly shattered into pieces of sawdust scattered in the room, and a dozen monks wearing monk robes broke in aggressively.
"Zheng Shiyi! Come out!"
Zheng Shiyi frowned, looked up at the broken wooden door, turned to look at the group of monks in front of him, and suddenly laughed: "The master who came last night is much better than you. He is also a monk from Qingwen Academy. He You can be called a master, but you, you are just a group of monks."
"Evil beast!" The monk holding a stick in the crowd seemed not to listen to Zheng Shiyi's words at all. He hit the ground with his stick and shouted: "Follow me back to the Qing Academy for trial!"
"Being tried? It's really funny. Who do you think you are, and what qualifications do you have to judge me?" Zheng Shiyi suddenly stood up and pointed at the other party: "You are just a group of monks. Apart from the monks in your temple, what qualifications do you have to interrogate others?"
"You bastard, you still dare to make sophistry! Today, I will take you back to the Qingwen Academy for trial. As for my qualifications, you will know when you get to the Qingwen Academy!"
The monk holding the stick in his hand flicked his wrist, and the stick shook the ground. His whole figure seemed to have stepped on a spring, and he came to Zheng Shiyi in an instant. The domineering spiritual energy in his body suddenly rushed out, wrapped around the stick, and slashed down suddenly. .
Zheng Shiyi's feet moved quickly, and he dodged to one side and said coldly: "Really? Then I can also say that I want to interrogate you. As for the reason, you will naturally know the reason when you go to hell."
Earthly Evil Savage Spirit Palm!
The spiritual energy in Zheng Shiyi's body suddenly exploded, and streaks of brown earth energy were sucked into his right arm, merged with the spiritual energy in his body, and blasted out suddenly.
wrong.
These people came looking for me early in the morning, and kept saying that they wanted to be tried. There should be something special, but they wanted to ask again.
When Zheng Shiyi took action, he suddenly reacted, retracted his arm slightly, retracted half of his breath, and struck out a palm with five successes.
In mid-air, a brown palm shadow the size of two people appeared, and the surrounding air was compressed by the rapid advancement of the palm shadow, making bursting sounds.
More than a dozen monks from the Qingwen Academy felt as if their bodies had been hit by a mountain. Mouthfuls of scarlet blood spat out from their mouths. Their bodies flew out in a hurry, and they took seven or eight steps back twice before barely stopping. Everyone's face was filled with tears. Revealing a pale color.
Zheng Shiyi pushed back everyone, then withdrew his right palm, shook his head and said, "I have shown mercy. I don't want to be an enemy of the Qingwen Academy, let alone cause trouble. What happened?"
"What's the matter?" A monk in the crowd pointed at Zheng Shiyi and shouted: "You have done a good thing yourself, why do you ask?"
"What did I do? It's really strange. Please tell me clearly, I..." Zheng Shiyi just spoke, but before he finished speaking, a monk from the Qingwen Academy suddenly slapped his palm on the side, and his palm went straight to his neck, killing him in waves. The meaning is even more diffuse in it.
"Repay the killer." Zheng Shiyi's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Don't think that because you are from the Qingwen Academy, I don't dare to kill you!"
As he finished speaking, a dazzling light burst out from his entire arm, and a string of thunderstorms sounded in the air, the sound so loud that it was breathtaking.
The sound of thunderstorms was mixed with a sharp aura that could cut through some.
Almost at the same time, three palm shadows suddenly appeared in mid-air and headed straight for his door.
"boom!"
A shocking loud noise was heard. The sound was as loud as if the war drum of the ancient battlefield was beaten by the giant spirit god. The sound spread and shook the surrounding air, causing waves visible to the naked eye.
The moment the fists and palms collided, a strong gust of wind whipped up, and the suddenly appeared palm shadow retreated, and then, the other two palm shadows struck again.
"Bang! Bang!"
Zheng Shiyi quickly swung out his fists and met the two palms coming from the air. The two powerful opposing forces suddenly exploded. The bluestone beneath his feet burst instantly, and the gravel and slag flew out in all directions.
The three figures that suddenly attacked were shaken away by this force, and they took three steps back before stopping.
What a strong force!
Zheng Shiyi's body suddenly swayed, and he took three steps back before he stabilized his figure. The blood in the meridians all over his body instantly became extremely hot, boiling crazily like melted molten iron, with an indescribable and heartbreaking feeling. The stinging pain spread all over the body, and the whole face even became distorted because of the pain.
This... is just such a blow, how could it be like this! No, it's Buddha's light and demonic energy, they collide again!
Yesterday, I clearly suppressed the Buddha's light, but now these two auras are intertwined again!
Could it be because he suddenly mobilized too much spiritual energy and lacked suppression, which caused the Buddhist energy to be active? Fortunately, it was just an impact just now, and the Buddhist energy and the demonic energy did not fight like last night, otherwise there would be no need for three If someone takes action, you will be severely injured!
And these three people, why did they suddenly appear, and what are their identities.
Zheng Shiyi slowly raised his head and looked across from him. The three people in his sight were all dressed in the unique costumes of the royal family, especially the old man in the middle who looked to be about sixty years old. Yellow aura surrounded his body, and his whole body exuded a terrifying... It was almost hard to breathe.
Tomorrow is the National Day, what are your plans
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