Black Tiger was supposed to change from prime to old age at the turn of the sun and moon, but because his internal organs turned into living creatures, his state was abnormally unstable.
His body seemed to be stuck in the aging process, causing the three consciousnesses of childhood, adulthood, and old age to begin to merge with each other.
Black Tiger couldn't help but twitched all over, but the evil thoughts in his heart not only did not weaken, but intensified, as if he was possessed.
The consciousness of the prime of life obviously has no intelligence, but it gradually swallows up the other two consciousnesses.
Ren Qing secretly guessed that the condition for sitting on the Buddha's corpse is that the three consciousnesses must be merged and transformed into the state of the Buddha's soul.
It's just that under the intervention of the Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon, Black Tiger's three consciousnesses unexpectedly intersected, resulting in a tendency to sit down.
Ren Qing did not stop this process, but used Dream Seed to observe the changes in the black tiger, and indirectly controlled the Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon.
As a crude artifact soul, the Moonfall Pseudo Dragon indeed has no functions, but after being enlightened by the dragon's chant in Ren Qing's box, it still became somewhat mysterious.
Mainly reflected in the fact that Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon can absorb the memories of others.
The Moon Meteor Pseudodragon broke away from the heart, crawled into the head along the blood vessels, and stabbed into the brain with countless tentacles on the body.
The black tiger's limbs began to dance wildly, accompanied by foaming at the mouth, incontinence of urine and feces, and even partial paralysis.
Obviously, Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon's method is extremely crude, and it uses physical means to extract Black Tiger's memory from the brain.
Ren Qing's scalp felt numb and he touched the back of his head empathetically.
After a long time, the Yueyu Pseudo-Dragon broke away from the brain, then emerged from the black tiger's mouth, and disappeared into the shadows like a child.
Black Tiger was still lying flat on the ground, and soon a monk found him unconscious.
More than a dozen monks surrounded the black tiger, and one of them, an elderly monk, couldn't help but squat beside him to see if there was anything strange.
The novice asked worriedly: "Brother Wu Hui, why do I feel like Wu Hui has attained enlightenment and sat down?"
The old monk Wu Hui frowned and scolded sternly: "Don't talk nonsense. Wu Hui has only been in Jinguang Temple for a few days. How could it be possible..."
Before he finished speaking, Heihu suddenly opened his eyes, and the Buddha energy around him became extremely active, and it really looked like he was about to sit down and pass away.
Wu Hui opened his mouth wide, his expression full of disbelief. After all, most monks have been practicing for decades and are not allowed to enter the realm of sitting.
He couldn't help but move closer, wanting to check Black Tiger's situation carefully.
Black Tiger grinned, his eyes full of naked murderous intent, but the nearby Buddha Qi did not reject him at all, but rushed to him first.
He stretched out his strong arms and grabbed Wu Hui's neck.
"Junior Brother Wuhe, you..."
Wu Hui desperately tried to struggle, but Black Tiger was a ruthless man who had been robbing families and homes all the time, and could easily take advantage of the helpless old monk.
Kakakaka...
Under the gaze of the other monks, Wu Hui's neck made a sound of bones colliding, and was immediately twisted into a twist.
They were stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.
The monks in Tianshangtian all believe in Buddhism, and their minds have long been eroded and assimilated by the Buddha's energy. They have never seen someone like Black Tiger kill people so simply.
The novice monk hurriedly stayed away from the black tiger, and soon even the abbot Wu Nian was alerted.
Many monks stared at the blood-covered Black Tiger. The latter had no intention of resisting and just kept chanting the name of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva.
Wu Nian's face turned livid and he said, "Nie Zhan, why are you killing more people?"
Black Tiger threw the body away, sat up cross-legged with difficulty, and replied with a vague answer: "How can you find a boat to cross the sea of suffering without experiencing greed, anger, obsession, and hatred?"
"evil creature!
! "
Wu Nian clearly knew that what Hei Hu said was false, but when he saw the latter closing his eyes and meditating, with the Buddha's energy overflowing, he actually entered the sitting state.
He didn't know how to refute, and he felt even more confused.
Could it be that even Buddhists have recognized Black Tiger?
The novice asked softly: "Abbot, what should we do?"
Wu Nian shook his head and said tiredly: "Take Wu He to the place of death and prepare an earthen vat to hold a death ceremony for him."
The monks of Jinguang Temple had no choice but to take the black tiger to the bottomless abyss like sending off the plague, and hurriedly stuffed it into an earthen vat.
It didn't take long for the black tiger to turn into a wizened corpse.
Next, the monks were supposed to peel off the skin and extract the bones, but the black tiger had just arrived in the sky, had not yet practiced the Buddhist Heart Sutra, and had not grown the Buddha's bones or skin.
They had no choice but to throw the whole body into the abyss.
After completing all this, the monk of Jinguang Temple could not help but exhale a long breath, and returned to the temple with a sense of satisfaction.
The body of the black tiger was blown by the strong wind of the bottomless abyss, flying from north to south.
But before it flew too far, the ghost figure emerged from the rock wall, swallowed the body directly, and then sent it to Ren Qing's cave.
Ren Qing looked at Heihu's corpse curiously. Although the latter's three consciousnesses had been fused, without the remains of Buddha's bones and Buddha's skin, it would be impossible to transform into a Buddha's corpse.
He saw the black tiger's soul gradually dissipating. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a piece of Buddha bone the size of a fingernail and stuffed it into the mouth of the corpse.
When the Buddha's bones act on the corpse, the black tiger's soul instantly merges with the body, and the flesh-and-blood statue gradually takes shape attached to the corpse.
"If an evil Buddha becomes a member of the Buddha Mountain, I don't know..."
Ren Qingshan smiled and put away the body, saying that he would just stay honest and prolong his life.
The aura of Six Diseases burst out all over his body, and with the help of the dream spell, his consciousness was attached to the dream seed of the Moonfall Pseudo Dragon.
Ren Qing used this to control the Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon and find a suitable target to attack.
He immediately noticed Wu Nian, the abbot of Jinguang Temple, who happened to be alone in the temple and there were no monks around him.
Wu Nian did not follow him to the passing ceremony and chose to recite scriptures in front of the Buddha statue.
He was originally only one chance of enlightenment before he could reach the state of sitting in transformation, but now after seeing the black tiger sitting in transformation, his faith was full of cracks.
The existence of the black tiger is like rat droppings thrown into the soup.
If Ren Qing allows Black Tiger to survive, this person's fallacy in Buddhism may very well lead to the fall of the entire Tianshangtian in the long run.
It even alarmed the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva.
Ren Qing also maintained the status quo for the sake of safety.
The Yueyu Pseudo-Dragon took advantage of Wu Nian's daze and got directly into his mouth and nose.
Wu Nian covered his neck in horror, feeling something inexplicable traveling through his flesh and blood, heading straight towards Niwan Palace.
"Someone come!
Someone come!
! "
Under Wu Nian's call, more than a dozen monks rushed to the main hall.
As a result, when they arrived at the palace, they found that Wu Nian had regained his composure, as if the sound just now was not made by him.
"It's okay, just step back."
"Okay, Abbot."
The monks left the main hall with inexplicable expressions.
As everyone knows, the Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon has already laid on Wu Nian's brain, and Ren Qing used dream seeds to erase Wu Nian's negative emotions in advance.
Ren Qing carefully used the Six Disease Technique.
In order not to be detected by the aura of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, the aura of the Six Diseases released by Mengzhong is very weak, at most half-corpse level.
Ren Qing's plan is simple.
The Six Disease Technique can infect others with diseases. Now that it is linked to the Dream Technique, it is naturally easier to target diseases in the soul.
Ren Qing is going to use the Six Disease Method to cause the monks in the sky to suffer from "schizophrenia".
The monk's condition is very similar to schizophrenia. The operation is not difficult. The main thing is to add new consciousness to it.
Ren Qing plans to use Black Tiger's consciousness as a template to implant a fourth consciousness into them.
This consciousness will not be revealed on ordinary days. It will only take over the dominance of the body after the monk rests and sleeps and his brain is empty.
Once the monk wakes up, he will again be controlled by the three main consciousnesses.
To put it simply, it is to use the fourth consciousness to steal longevity. Whether it can be done depends on the effect of the six disease method.
Ren Qing felt quite confident.
After all, it can be seen from Black Tiger that Buddha Qi does not care about the good or evil of consciousness.
It's not that he hasn't considered dragging the monk directly into the dream market, but the monk's current three-strand consciousness is extremely pious, and he has no desires or desires under the erosion of the Buddha's energy.
Since the monk has no greed in his heart, he will not deliberately conceal the existence of the dream market, which can easily lead to Ren Qing being exposed.
Ren Qing also cannot force monks to trade in the Dream Market.
Because of Sancun Human's magic ability, both parties to the transaction cannot resist at all, otherwise Ren Qing will not be able to obtain a tiny bit of longevity.
That's why Ren Qing used other life-extending methods to make up for the monks' lack of life due to trading while cutting leeks in the jailer's hall. Otherwise, the Dream Market would have been unable to open long ago.
Ren Qing put all his energy into the old monk Wu Nian and constructed a magical disease based on the symptoms of split personality.
He couldn't help but feel glad that he now mastered the Six Diseases Technique instead of the Tai Sui Jing.
In the case of Tai Sui Jing, disease seeds need to be cultivated by refining Gu. Although the power is terrifying, there are too many uncertain factors.
It took Ren Qing more than ten days to reluctantly follow his own ideas, causing Wu Nian to suffer from schizophrenia unknowingly.
He breathed a sigh of relief and secretly used the Jailer Technique within the scope of the Buddha's aura. It always felt like he was dancing on the tip of a knife.
Wu Nian seems to have no difference, but in fact the soul has become extremely chaotic, the seeds of disease have been planted, and it is easier to increase consciousness.
Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon flooded Wu Nian's brain with memories of Black Tiger.
Wu Nian felt faintly that his head was tingling, so he went back to the guest room to rest.
Just after he closed his eyes tightly, his expression turned into a ferocious look, with veins popping out on his forehead. He didn't look like an enlightened monk at all.
The Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon left Wu Nian's body, and the Dream Seed emitted a faint light. Ren Qing used this to look at the other person's twisted face.
He can cancel the Six Diseases at any time, but fortunately the Buddha's energy remains calm.
After all, the fourth stream of consciousness is generated using the black tiger as a template. Although it still retains devotion to the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, it does come more from naked instinctive desires.
The most paranoid of them all is appetite.
In this way, it is too easy to satisfy your appetite in the Dream Market, without spending any resources, and it is almost a cost-free transaction.
Just as Ren Qing was about to drag Wu Nian's evil thoughts into the dream market, he stopped again.
"No, the Eternal Prison is full of prison monks. If the monks' consciousness falls into a dream, their souls may leak out."
Ren Qing stared at the magical power, heaven and earth, and murmured to himself: "Wait, it seems that a secondary small world can be constructed?"
