Gou cultivates immortality in the wizarding world

Chapter 32

The black box was opened, and the light from the magic stone lamp shone into the Fengling crystal bottle.

Seeing the light again, Monk Huijing reacted coldly.

It should be Lu Feng who wants to ask him a question.

Monk Huijing was ready, but the next moment, the crystal bottle he was in was suddenly picked up by both hands.

With a sound of "Bo", the cork of the crystal bottle was removed by Lu Feng.

The spirit stuck out of the crystal bottle, and monk Huijing once again saw the heaven and earth with extremely rich aura.

Once again, Monk Huijing was full of doubts.

This person is really strange, where did such a spiritual realm with rich aura come from?

His master, the senior master in the Dahe Temple, the aura of heaven and earth in the spiritual realm cultivated is not as good as here, which is really strange.
When monk Huijing was thinking wildly, the body of the crystal bottle tilted, and the monk's sandalwood rosary rolled down the wall of the bottle, and was pressed on the desk by one hand.

Monk Huijing looked back, and a black [Mark of the Undead] formed by a cold breath was approaching.

"What do you want to do? Didn't I promise to spare my life after I told you the exercises and methods?"

Feeling the aura on the "Mark of the Undead", the remnant soul of Monk Huijing faintly felt something was wrong, and shouted tremblingly.

Lu Feng turned a deaf ear to Monk Huijing's cry, and stared at the sandalwood rosary with indifferent eyes, sealing all the places on the table with his powerful spiritual power.

The ghost that had just been subdued also floated beside him, staring at Monk Huijing.

Never give him the slightest chance to escape.

"I advise you not to resist, and accept this mark honestly. After I use it to verify the truth of what you said before, I will give you a chance to live!"

Lu Feng persuaded, intending to use words to break down the resistance of Monk Huijing.

After all, the sandalwood rosary contained a wave of Buddha power. If monk Huijing resisted, the fragile imprint of the undead might not be able to easily take down the monk's remnant soul.

But the development of things can't always be smooth, the monk Huijing in the sandalwood rosary only felt what Lu Feng said.

It's like the magic words that lead him to fall, it's unbelievable.

What's more, this person has never made a promise in front of him, so he is probably a gloomy person.

If he really listened to his words and accepted this strange mark, he, a monk, would probably have no chance to resist in his life.

In the world, there are thousands of ways to control and enslave other people's souls, and monk Huijing alone can control several of them.

Monk Huijing knew the fate of the soul being enslaved by others. He did not teach these methods to Lu Feng before.

After accepting the mark, if it is verified, Monk Huijing knows that she will definitely not end well.

Lu Feng had spoken, but the monk Huijing in the sandalwood rosary didn't speak, but just huddled in the rosary and chanted obediently.

Is this monk planning to resist to the end?
Lu Feng's heart trembled, he secretly thought that something was wrong, the imprint of the dead floating beside the rosary, shot at the rosary without hesitation, aiming to take down Monk Huijing.

But the next moment, a layer of golden Buddha's light floated on the sandalwood rosary, stubbornly resisting the dark imprint of the undead.

The Buddha's light is hot, but the imprint of the undead is cold.

Natural phase grams.

Since the function of the imprint of the undead is not an attack, its power is small, and the Buddha light in the sandalwood rosary will purify the black imprint of the undead within a short while.

At the same time, the Buddha light on the rosary also faded a little.

"Resist to the death, it seems that you still tell a lot of lies!"

Lu Feng stared at the sandalwood rosary beads, pressed his fingers tightly on the beads, and his spiritual power enveloped the surroundings, dispelling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth near the rosary beads, preventing Monk Huijing from absorbing the spiritual energy and recovering the Buddha's power.

At the same time, under the control of Lufeng, the dead seeds of the ancient energy-absorbing tree flew to the side of the sandalwood rosary, emitting a faint blue light, absorbing the Buddha power in the sandalwood rosary.

The ancient energy-absorbing tree is a big eater who absorbs the energy of the world. It doesn't refuse any type of energy.

The vitality of this dead energy-absorbing ancient tree cultivated by Lu Feng's Cyanwood Longevity Classic has gradually increased, and a trace of the power of the energy-absorbing ancient tree has gradually shown.

Although insignificant, it is evenly matched against the poor monk Huijing who is also weak.

Lu Feng didn't dare to use other level 0 spells. He was afraid that he might not control the power of the spells well. He accidentally crushed all the weak Buddha power in the sandalwood rosary, causing Monk Huijing to lose his sustenance, and his soul flew away.

One side is the swallowing of the dead species, and the other is the erosion of the imprint of the undead, flanking back and forth.

Monk Huijing in the sandalwood rosary was able to top it at first, but as time went by, the Buddha's light on the sandalwood rosary became dimmer.

A few minutes later, the almost invisible Buddha light suddenly shattered, and a black imprint of the undead shot into the sandalwood rosary at high speed.

The Buddha's light is exhausted, and the remnant soul of monk Huijing is on the verge of being broken. At this time, the monk has lost consciousness and self.

The imprint of the undead entered the sandalwood rosary, and it was successfully integrated into a weak consciousness without encountering any resistance.

"It's a pity for the monk. You are the only one who was injured in the end of the resistance!"

Lu Feng sighed, and carefully felt the remnant soul of Monk Huijing controlled by the mark of the undead.

No, to be precise, when Monk Huijing's consciousness and ego had resisted Lu Feng's control, he died as the Buddha's light was exhausted.

Now in the rosary, there is a remnant shell of the soul like a vegetable.

The strength is weaker than the other ghost.

Through the imprint of the undead, Lu Feng looked through the memories left in his weak consciousness, and there were only a lot of chaotic images and sounds left in it.

"This monk has a lot of knowledge, I hope I can find some useful information from his memory, hey, what is this?"

Suddenly, Lu Feng flipped through his faint conscious memory, and suddenly saw an interesting piece of memory.

On a cliff near a big river.

A skinny old monk sat opposite Monk Huijing, and Monk Huijing asked the old monk with a sad face:
"Master, it's been three years since I practiced all the orifices. The power of the Buddha and the physical body are beyond my reach. Is there any way to help me overcome that difficulty?"

Hearing about his disciple's distress, the old monk opened his eyes, the eyes were shining brightly without any cloudiness.

Under the cliff, the river beats against the table, raising waves of water vapor, drifting behind the old monk in the wind, faintly reflecting a resplendent and resplendent Buddhist pure land surrounded by Buddhist sounds.

Monk Huijing looked at the scenery of the spiritual realm displayed by the master, showing envy and obsession, and indulged in it.

Seeing the old monk's sad face, he only heard the old monk's hoarse voice:

"Teacher, do you know why I gave your Dharma name the word "Jing"? Huijing, Huijing, I hope you will use your wisdom to see through the obsessions in your heart, and calm your mind to relieve your peace. It's a pity that you still can't see through this point. !"

Listening to Master's chanting, Huijing lowered her head in shame.

"That's all, since you can't see through, I will show you a clear path. From here, more than 1000 kilometers to the south, there will be a spiritual realm of the divine way that will be born in the near future. Go for a walk, and maybe you can meet someone who will allow you to cultivate to perfection." The opportunity of the spirit realm!"

After speaking, the old monk closed his eyes.

"Thank you Master!"

After receiving Master's advice, Monk Huijing was so happy that she bowed to Master and set off for the south the next day.

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