"Master, spare your life, spare your life! I know my mistake, I know my mistake!"
Seeing Su Ming appear, the remnant soul of the evil young man woke up from a dream and quickly kowtowed. He didn't expect that he would sacrifice his body with blood and explode the magic weapon, just to stop this person's footsteps, retain his soul, and perform the golden cicada's escape technique.
However, the person in front of him had not yet appeared, and with just one palm, all his arrangements were shattered. Even the remnant of his own soul could be preserved because he was merciful.
At this moment, he regretted extremely. He was so obsessed that he dared to attack this evil star. Are all Buddhist monks so violent?
Looking at the begging soul in front of him, Su Ming was not moved at all. He knew how cruel and vicious the person in front of him was, and his temporary begging for mercy was just to survive. Moreover, the moment he attacked him, he had already sentenced this person to death.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find the shore!"
With a whisper, a look of compassion appeared on Su Ming's face. He flicked his sleeves and a little devil fell to the ground. When the little devil opened his eyes, he saw the familiar figure.
The memories of the past came to mind again. In an instant, his eyes turned blood red and his sanity was gone.
"Ah!" With a loud roar, he immediately rushed forward, wanting to bite the evil young man's remnant soul. When he saw this kid, the evil young man's remnant soul's complexion changed drastically, and even his soul body almost collapsed.
At this time, he only has the remnant of his soul, and the black flag that can control the evil soul has also self-destructed. His current state is worse than that of a ghost, let alone the evil soul that he personally cultivated using magic means.
Soon, his remnant soul was caught up by the kid. He fixed the young man's soul with his claws, opened his bloody mouth, and kept biting. Every time he took a bite, the pain penetrated to the bones of the young man's bones, and his soul was torn apart. It cracked and almost collapsed. Su Ming then used a magic power to continuously warm his soul and help him maintain a clear consciousness, allowing him to fully appreciate the pain.
"Spare your life! Whatever you want, I can tell you whatever you want to know. Help!"
"Ah! I curse you to a bad death, you will go to hell!"
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The sound of wailing and cursing spread very far in the silent night, making it even more eerie and desolate. Su Ming looked at him with a smile. This scene made the onlookers around him feel slightly chilly and their scalps numb.
This person's combat prowess is at least an expert in the Nascent Soul Realm. In the world of cultivation, the path of cultivation is divided into five realms, namely Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishment, Pill Formation, Nascent Soul, and Yuanshen.
According to legend, only the three major sects have old monsters who can transform into gods. This is also the reason why the three major sects cooperate with the imperial court. And Yuanying masters are extremely rare even among the three major sects.
In fact, in the early years, although there were not many Nascent Soul masters in the world of cultivation, there were also many. The reason why there are so few masters in the current practice world can be traced back to the earth-shattering turmoil in the 20th year of Taoism.
As for that great turmoil, it has become taboo among the major sects, and few people know about it.
But no matter what everyone guessed, Su Ming remained motionless in all directions, his expression indifferent.
As the last scream ended abruptly, the young man completely disappeared from this world.
After the kid devoured the remnant soul of the young man, the resentment and hatred in his body slowly dissipated, and the lost reason and past memories revived again.
At this time, he no longer had the ferocious appearance before, but turned into a young man in a robe. He fell to his knees, howling in pain, but he was just a soul and could not even shed tears.
After a long while, he woke up from the pain. Then, he came to Su Ming and bowed respectfully, "Thank you, holy monk, for rescuing me and allowing me to take revenge. Please accept my bow." After that, he Then he solemnly prostrated himself on the ground.
Su Ming did not shy away, this was what he deserved.
After worshiping, the young man seemed to have gotten his revenge, his mind was relaxed, all his karmic obstacles were gone, and his soul and body were already unstable.
At this time, Su Ming took a step forward, stretched out his finger and pointed at the center of his eyebrows.
Suddenly, the young man's expression trembled, and his illusory soul suddenly solidified. At the same time, the past memories appeared in his mind like a movie.
But what was different from before was that when he recalled everything, he had no resentment, no fear, and no hatred. His enemy was dead and his relatives were no longer here. Therefore, he let go of all the past grudges and only had great peace in his heart. Great freedom, great light, great harmony.
At this moment, his soul exudes golden light from the inside out, warm and peaceful, containing a complete and bright artistic conception.
The robes on his body turned into moon-white monk robes, and the black hair on his head fell one after another, blending with the Zen spirit around him and turning into a string of rosary beads that fell into his palm.
"Thank you, Holy Monk. Wangchen is enlightened." After a long time, he opened his eyes with calm eyes and bowed to Su Ming again.
Dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, the entanglement of cause and effect in the past has disappeared, and now he is just a monk Wangchen.
Hearing this, Su Ming smiled and nodded, "Good!"
"Foundation building!"
"What a profound Buddhist realm!"
"Amitabha, our Buddhist sect finally has another Nascent Soul."
At this time, the eyes of the secretly onlookers around him almost popped out of his head. Just now, a ghost who was not at the third level of Qi Refining actually stepped into the foundation building realm in just an instant.
Although there are many outstanding people in history who once enlightened and entered the realm of immortality, they were real people. Half an hour ago, this guy was just an evil spirit that could be destroyed with a snap of his fingers, but now he has become one of them. Although people with the same level of cultivation do not have physical bodies, their realms are real.
Moreover, there are also people with outstanding vision among them. Although the monk only condensed his soul, his foundation is extremely solid, and he is a pure Buddhist foundation.
As long as you find a physical body, you can truly step into the door of cultivation. After replenishing your magic power, you can become a true foundation-building cultivator without any hidden dangers.
How could this situation not be surprising?
If before, they had some doubts about Su Ming's identity, but after enlightening a foundation-building cultivator, these doubts disappeared. Who can deny that he is not an enlightened monk?
Su Ming glanced around and felt the goodwill emanating from those spiritual thoughts. He nodded and left with Wangchen. Next, he wanted to find a physical body for Wangchen.
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In the imperial city, Emperor Shenwu stared closely at the corner of the bronze mirror. There, the flowers that had lost their vitality were revived. The flowers were in full bloom and were swaying in the night. The withered trees were also glowing with new green, exuding a faint vitality.
After a long time, he looked away, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and murmured to himself, "Unfortunately, it's still a little bit worse."
As for the enlightened monk, he was directly ignored by Emperor Shenwu. Compared to his path to immortality, what is a foundation-building monk?
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, raised his head and said to the empty hall: "I want to say something to Chen Faxuan, tonight is already lively enough, let's call it a day." After saying that, he continued to look at Place it on the bronze mirror.
