Chapter 267: Filling in holes is the basic quality of an author

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As a large amount of demonic energy entered his body, Qin Bai himself felt a little unable to withstand it, because even if it was wrapped in pure energy, there was still a burning sensation when it passed through the esophagus.

Just drink sulfuric acid as water.

Fortunately, he was only a few meters away from the scripture, so he gritted his teeth and rushed over.

Qin Bai only saw a large number of runes entangled with each other, which continuously produced demonic energy. The Buddhist energy in his body flowed uncontrollably throughout his body.

The only good thing is that the Buddhist cultivation level is not high, otherwise the backlash alone would be enough to eat a pot.

Qin Bai tried to get close to the scripture itself, but the demonic energy was too strong, so he had no choice but to increase the speed of absorption.

The deserted island in the aquarium has already shown traces of demonization. The most obvious ones are the blood vessels growing under the soil, and the internal organs are also forming deep underground.

The donkeys and other beasts all knew that the aquarium was where Qin Bai's magical power was, and they did not dare to be too reckless in the face of such a situation. They had no choice but to make a raft and plan to stay away from the deserted island.

After more than ten minutes, Qin Bai finally got close to the scripture, and the distance between them was almost face to face.

I don’t know if it was related to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Original Vow Sutra, but his soul was slightly strange, and he instinctively felt the thought of wanting his soul to leave his body.

Qin immediately realized that he didn't know how to use the scriptures to deduce the exercises. After hesitating for a moment, he extended his palm towards the scriptures.

I originally thought that the scriptures would try to blend into my own flesh and blood.

If something uncontrollable happens, he is already prepared to cut off his arm. If it doesn't work out, he will spend a lot of money to exchange for ingredients that can regenerate the amputated limb.

The moment Qin Bai came into contact with the scriptures, the entire ten-mile peach forest became silent, and even the edge areas that had been constantly collapsing eased.

His consciousness fell into endless darkness, and the sound of chanting scriptures rang in his ears, becoming more and more deafening as time went by.

At this time, Sutra began to try to integrate into Qin Bai's flesh and blood, but the Buddha's light formed a barrier outside him.

I don't know how much time has passed, but Qin Bai's consciousness seems to travel through time and space.

By the time he regained consciousness, he had arrived at a dilapidated temple.

Qin Bai couldn't feel the strength and true energy, but he could detect the slightest trace of Buddha energy, but it was still in a vague state.

However, he was wearing Ksitigarbha robes and had mastered the method of leaving the body, so it was not difficult to escape from here.

The walls of the temple are mottled, covered with mildew and bright red palm prints, as if countless people had struggled to die here.

Qin Bai looked a little dazed. He glanced at the Buddha statue not far away and walked out of the temple.

But before he could get close to the door, he was back to where he was in an instant, and the footsteps he left on the ground were still there.

Qin Bai immediately realized that this seemed to be some kind of illusion, and he didn't know if it had anything to do with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

He walked towards the Buddha statue, this time he did not return to the original place, but after a moment he successfully arrived in front of the candlestick for worship.

After Qin Bai tried to look at the Buddha statue, his expression was a little stunned.

Although the Ksitigarbha robe worn by the Buddha statue is exactly the same as his, the head is empty, leaving only a neck dripping with sticky black blood.

From this we can see that something must have happened to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, so changes will also occur in the underworld, causing demons to run rampant.

However, for Qin Bai, it is too far away to consider these things. What is more important is the immediate interests.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who was missing his head, suddenly started to move. It stretched out one arm to make a flower-twisting finger gesture.

Qin Bai then learned that as long as he needed it, he could deduce Taoist Qi training techniques by investing his soul.

But it’s really a bit strange. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is obviously the symbol of great wishes. If a statue of Buddha can deduce the exercises, it should be Manjushri Bodhisattva, who represents wisdom.

Qin Bai is ready to use his soul to leave the body at any time.

Then a thought occurred, and a hazy spiritual light appeared in its hand. This was an ordinary pseudo-soul with only forty years of experience.

Naturally, he doesn't have a soul, but he still has a lot of pseudo-souls.

Qin Bai's bad luck during this period caused the screenwriter's magical power to produce a large number of ordinary pseudo-souls.

Most of them were included in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and a dozen pseudo-souls were left behind, which are just in use now.

As the fake soul was taken out, Qin Bai clearly felt Youdao's eyes staring at him, filled with greedy thoughts.

Qin Bai frowned. He originally suspected that there were no gods and Buddhas in the world today, and some were practitioners like Jidian who had achieved fruition.

Seeing such a strange scene, he couldn't help but overturned this idea in his heart.

Could it be that even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has turned into a demon? What kind of chaos has the underworld become...

Qin Bai let go of the fake soul in his hand, and the aura suddenly floated towards the Buddha statue.

He watched without blinking. Just when the Buddha statue was about to touch the pseudo-soul, a gap opened in its chest and abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, the bloody mouth opened, and the densely packed fangs and sharp teeth made people's scalp numb.

The tongue covered with runes stretched out and easily rolled the pseudo-soul into his mouth.

Then there was the sound of chewing, but the speed was a bit slow. Maybe even it felt the taste was a bit weird.

Qin Bai felt that the malice surrounding him not only did not subside but intensified, he even had the urge to swallow him.

He took out a few more fake souls and swallowed them one by one.

When the Buddha statue was completely satisfied, it stuck out its tongue, as if asking for something.

Qin Bai carefully recalled the contents of Taoist Qigong training methods, and several pages of yellow paper filled with handwriting suddenly appeared in front of him.

The yellow paper was rolled up with his tongue and swallowed. The sound of heavy breathing came from the mouth of the Buddha, accompanied by the desperate screams of more than a dozen people.

After a while, his tongue stuck out, and there was a book on it that was similar to the one in the Taoist temple.

Qin Bai took it and looked through it.

The content in the book is specious. It actually uses the souls of strangers to strengthen one's own spiritual thoughts. Still, everyone would think it is a demonic technique.

Among them, the Dharma Sword formed with golden elixirs went off the rails, but it is still very feasible. Yan Chixia can help check it out when the time comes.

If Qin Bai can't find the method to form a golden elixir next, he can use this method to make a breakthrough, which is better than being stuck in place.

The Buddha statue ignored Qin Bai after spitting out his skills, and this weird temple also had a tendency to expel him.

Naturally, Qin Bai would not be satisfied with this. He only had the method of forming a golden elixir, and then he could break through the process of refining gods and transforming into emptiness.

Do you want to send me away like this?

He approached the Buddha statue to observe it carefully, and tapped its chest and abdomen with his hands.

The Buddha statue was as stable as Mount Tai, and Qin Bai's tapping power gradually increased.

In this weird illusion, although he was unable to use his strength and true energy, his physical constitution was not weakened. The temple began to shake and collapse under the exertion.

But what Ye Gucheng saw from the outside world was another scene.

Qin Bai closed his eyes tightly, and his consciousness was obviously gone.

A bit of white light floated out from the scriptures and slowly moved towards the center of his eyebrows, and the shallow barrier of Buddha light shattered.

Just as Ye Gucheng was about to remind him, Qin Bai instinctively reached out and grabbed Bai Guang.

The muscles in his right hand tightened, and he used more and more force. The demonic energy around the scriptures tried to stop Qin Bai's movements, but was swallowed by the clear air he exhaled.

Qin Bai's consciousness was in the temple. After he tested the Buddha statue, his attacks became faster and faster.

Buddha energy flowed into both arms unconsciously, and the punches became more violent.

Qin Bai felt a little frightened and was thinking about running away when the bloody mouth on the Buddha statue reappeared, and unparalleled malice enveloped him again.

He was not too panicked. As long as he could use his soul to leave the body, he would not be trapped here. Moreover, there was Ye Gucheng outside to protect him.

Qin Bai directly tore open the mouth on the Buddha statue, then took out a fake soul and stuffed it inside.

After being forced to open for business, the aura of the Buddha statue became unstable.

Qin Bai had no intention of stopping, and each of his pseudo-souls entered the mouth of the Buddha statue.

Seeing that the time was right, he used his memory to generate yellow paper again, and this time even added the contents of the previously deduced techniques.

The Buddha statue ate the yellow paper, and then cracks spread on its body, and the temple collapsed even faster.

Qin Bai took a few steps back. It seemed that the Buddha statue had been damaged. He was ready to use Ksitigarbha's robe to leave the illusion at any time.

But something unexpected happened.

After the Buddha statue absorbed a large amount of pseudo-souls, sprouts began to grow on the broken neck, as if a brand new head was growing out.

Qin Bai's eyes were full of interest. He wanted to see what kind of head the Buddha statue would eventually grow. No matter what, it must contain a huge amount of information.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation in the palm of his right hand, which became more severe as time went by.

This kind of pain acts on flesh and bone, and continues to penetrate deeper. Even Qin Bai can't help but grin.

When he opened his palm, he saw a word "卍" appearing on it, as if it had been forcibly cast with a soldering iron.

Sizzle...

The character "卍" begins to penetrate into the bone marrow and has a tendency to be imprinted on the soul.

Qin Bai's face turned ugly. He didn't know what was going on in the real world, but it was obvious that he couldn't stay in the illusion for long.

He took one last look at the Buddha statue. Most of its head had grown out. What was certain was that it was completely different from the ordinary Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

In particular, there was a scar like a flame on his chin, and an extremely terrifying ferocity rushed towards his face.

Qin Bai seemed to see a mountain of corpses, a lotus throne made of white bones, and a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appearing in the blood mist.

He gritted his teeth and used Yuanshen to leave the body to avoid falling into an illusion and being unable to extricate himself.

In an instant, Qin Bai's consciousness returned to the present world, and the stinging pain on his hands made him wake up.

Qin Bai subconsciously opened his palm, and the pain disappeared, and a white fragment the size of a fingernail floated out.

However, there is no "Swastika" mark on the palm, but the Buddhist energy in the body becomes active.

At first, he thought the white fragments might be part of the relic, but when he looked carefully, he found fragments that looked like eyeballs, with bloodshot eyes inside.

Ye Gucheng's face lost its original indifference, and he immediately set off after noticing something strange.

He pulled out his long sword and slashed it hard. The sword light disappeared in an instant, but even with such swiftness, it did not hurt the fragment at all.

"not good!!!"

The fragments turned into white powder and merged into the ten-mile peach forest, and then huge eyes appeared in front of Qin Bai.

Qin Bai felt the threat of death, which could only be matched by the first time he faced the Black Mountain Old Demon. His whole body trembled unconsciously.

The eyes did not reveal any emotion, only the indifference that could easily destroy the soul.

Ye Gucheng rose into the sky with his sword, aiming for his eyes, but he was too far away and it was too late.

The Ksitigarbha robes in Qin Bainiwan Palace became tattered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the soul was under unspeakable pressure.

He quickly used the rest of his pseudo-soul to use Mana Consciousness, but he didn't hold on for a few breaths.

Under such a situation, Qin Bai immediately turned into a silver giant and used mechanical thinking to think of ways to break the situation.

But before he could react, the Buddhist energy in his body began to circulate on its own.

Ye Gucheng suddenly stopped and looked at Qin Bai. He had seen this technique before, but this time it was slightly different.

Golden lines appeared on the surface of the silver-white body, mysteriously like formations.

These lines were mainly concentrated on the palm of Qin Bai's right hand, causing the entire arm to more than double in size, forming an exquisite Buddha's hand.

Pavilions and pavilions can be seen on the Buddha's hand, and countless residents live among them.

He patted it out, and the Buddha's hand lightly touched his eyes.

The air wave exploded, and the ten-mile peach forest returned to peace.

The eyes were gone, and everything seemed like nothing happened.

Qin Bai lost all his strength and fell to the ground. What shocked him the most was that the fragment actually appeared in his Niwan Palace.

Now that Ksitigarbha's robe was damaged, the fragments hit Qin Bai's soul directly, causing him to bleed from seven holes.

The fragments merged with Qin Bai's soul, resulting in complex subsequent changes, and a large number of unfamiliar memories were born, but it was not known whether they were true or false.

He seemed to have returned to the ancient city of Qingqiu thousands of years ago, where a large number of fox demons lived, living and working in peace and contentment just like an ordinary town.

After a trance, the ancient city fell, leaving only a deep pit. If you look down from the sky, it looks like it was caused by a falling meteorite.

The huge white snake in the mountains is absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and ordinary people cannot see its true form.

The White Snake often uses its body to protect passers-by from wind and rain.

Qin Bai's soul seemed to have been hit hard, and all that was left in his memory was the lingering white snake, its body covered with traces of the scorching sun.

He found that the function of this fragment was not only to deduce the skills, but also to recall what happened, but it was a pity that it was hastily consumed.

Qin Bai didn't know the meaning of these memories, but he understood that the world was far from as simple as it seemed.

At least it can explain why the demons from thousands of years ago did not have a bloodthirsty ferocity. It may be closely related to the underworld.

However, with Qin Bai's cultivation level, a trip to the underworld is enough, so it is useless to think about it so much.

Ye Gucheng caught Qin Bai's whereabouts.

It won't take long for the ten-mile peach forest to completely turn into nothingness, and he no longer hesitates to slash towards the sky with all his strength.

Like a broken mirror, a crack appeared in front of Ye Gucheng, and he immediately stepped into it.

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