"It's like sending someone's head thousands of miles away!" Lin Xi shook his head as he looked at the demon that was wiped out in ashes.
Ordinary demons don't have such convenient golden fingers as Lin Xi.
If you want to pass through the barrier of heaven, you must first have a powerful call from the material world to locate the coordinates and open the channel.
Secondly, you have to burn a large amount of origin on your own, compress your own volume, and try your best to dissolve the resistance, and then the probability will come.
When they reach the material world, most of the demons will become weak and it will take time to slowly recover before they come out to cause trouble again.
If everyone could be as fast and convenient as Lin Xi, then all the material world would have been occupied by demons.
The monk's call was filled with provocation.
This is both like a crazy choice in a desperate situation and a kind of self-cultivation that follows the trend.
"Do I want to go or not?" Lin Xi only hesitated for three seconds on this question.
Then he made his decision.
A clone split out and then flew in along the folds.
It wasn't because of the monk's provocation that he made the decision rashly.
But because... the opportunity is rare.
Monks use demons to cultivate Buddhism and use demons to overcome mental tribulations. This is a method.
But in other words, for demons, the souls of monks who practice, persevere, and have spiritual enlightenment are also a great benefit.
As for the monk's crossing... Lin Xi didn't take it to heart.
He was once a liberal arts student, and there are three subjects that liberal arts students must learn.
The monk has bad intentions, and he is not a serious demon.
Familiar shuttle feeling.
What is more familiar...is that world.
It's still the Qingxiao world.
It seems that Lin Xi and this world are really destined.
I just don’t know whether the place where I arrived this time is close or far away from Da Li and Da Sui.
Lin Xi once thought about swallowing Chen Qing or Crow Heiyu to supplement his understanding of Qingxiao's world.
However, everything developed so intensely that he never really got such an opportunity.
After all... with Wen Yuanxiang's body, it would be very unreliable to kill Chen Qing or Crow Heiyu head-on.
Buzz!
The illusory shadow of the devil descended into the body of a monk in white.
The monk suddenly opened his eyes and paused slightly as he banged the wooden fish.
Around the monk, there were corpses lying on the ground.
The corpses were all twisted, posing like an altar.
Looking further into the distance, here is a mountain top. There are wind and clouds on the top of the mountain, and there are ancient pines.
If there weren't corpses all over the ground, it would still be tainted with a bit of ethereal fairy energy.
Lin Xi stood in a consciousness space that was scarlet but had the color of glass as the background color.
A monk wearing a white monk's robe, but with some red plum blossoms on the monk's robe, was sitting on the bloody and calm sea, looking at Lin Xi with a fierce look in his eyes and a miserable look on his face.
This is a monk who seems to be possessed by a demon.
His heart was filled with desire, ferocity, killing...and desires that should not have been his.
On the surface, it seemed that there was nothing more that Lin Xi needed to do.
As long as you follow the old tricks, fool around, and then make a promise, you can occupy the other person's body, parasitize on his soul, and then do whatever you want.
But everything is not that simple.
Lin Xi saw the glaze-colored Buddha's shadow outside the blood. Under the calm sea of blood, there were golden scriptures swimming around. In the depths of the monk's slightly transparent soul, a half-variegated and half-dark grain was spinning. Transparent relics.
This is a monk who is equivalent to the elixir formation stage.
His three souls and seven souls have actually shrunk into the relic. Without their active release, Lin Xi would have difficulty invading.
"What kind of devil is here?" The monk looked at Lin Xi with a calm expression.
The sea of blood surged for no reason.
And the golden runes under the huge waves are also wandering.
"I'm not a devil!" Lin Xi said.
"I am your conscience. Your heart is getting darker, so I am also changing. I am here to save you, to save you from the sea of suffering, and to go to true compassion..." Lin Xi said.
Those low-level demons are too low-level in their methods.
As soon as it comes up, it will incite the host to kill, degenerate, and indulge in desires. This seems to be a good way to destroy the state of mind and collapse the defense.
But for some guys... this is not the case.
You know, among the Buddhist sects, Zen is the most respected, giving a wake-up call... There is also a saying of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately.
It can be roughly explained in a very biased way that doing evil and doing evil are all caused by the past. Once you become enlightened, you let go of the past, and instead gain great fortune and practice great practice.
The monk looked at Lin Xi and wondered whether he believed Lin Xi's lies.
But the sea of blood finally calmed down a little.
Then he asked again: "So, what do you want to do to save me?"
Lin Xi's head was flying above the sea of blood, but his face was full of sincerity as he said: "Meditate, chant sutras, practice Zen, and realize the Tao!"
When the monk heard this, he laughed wildly.
With a wave of his sleeves, a smiling face appeared under the sea of blood.
"My six roots are impure, my heart is unwilling, and I still have evil thoughts. How do I meditate, how do I chant sutras, how do I meditate on Zen, and how do I realize the Tao?" the monk asked sternly.
This conversation, this scene.
It's like it's turned upside down.
That monk is a demon, but Lin Xi is a Buddha.
Lin Xi was not fooled by the monk's madness at this moment.
The sea of blood is fake, and the beautiful image in my mind is only temporary.
If Lin Xi takes advantage of the situation and bewitches him, he can make the monk follow the trend and do what he wants to do freely.
Then the monk seems to be possessed by the devil, but after he gets all this, he will gradually realize it, break free of the shackles, and trap Lin Xi instead.
Therefore, Lin Xi's eyebrows became more benign and he said in a deep tone: "Before becoming a monk, Ananda, a disciple of the Buddha, met a young girl on the road and fell in love with her from then on."
"Buddha asked him: How much do you like this girl?"
In reality, the monk, who opened his eyes, stood on the mountain of corpses and picked up a woman from under the ancient pine tree.
That woman was exactly the image of the woman reflected in his consciousness.
Holding the woman in his arms, the monk showed a smile on his face. He restrained all his previous cruelty and madness, as if they had disappeared. He was still mumbling words, which overlapped with Lin Xi's dialogue in the consciousness space: "I would like to turn into a stone bridge." , has been blown by the wind for five hundred years, the sun for five hundred years, and the rain for five hundred years, but I hope this girl can walk across the bridge."
Lin Xi did not occupy the monk's soul.
He just resides in the monk's consciousness, sharing the same body with the monk, just like one person... two sides of one body.
Of course, many of the monk's messages and memories were also shared with Lin Xi, allowing Lin Xi to know the cause and effect.
The monk's dharma name is Xumi.
According to legend, in the Western Paradise, there is Mount Sumeru, which is a mountain that accumulates good deeds and has wonderful heights.
Just from these titles, you can know what status this monk holds in the hearts of his elders.
Xumi does have this qualification.
He was born in Damitao Temple in Leizhou and was a close disciple of Miao Kong, the first monk in front of Bodhi Courtyard.
At the age of eighteen, he had already read the Buddhist scriptures in the temple and was proficient in Buddhist principles. He cultivated an eight-treasure glazed relic and had an eight-treasure glazed body that was difficult to invade by evil spirits.
Three months ago, he was ordered by his master to walk down the mountain and witness the world of mortals. He first picked it up and then put it down.
He unexpectedly fell in love with a young girl, but was involved in a massacre by this young girl. In order to save him on Baiyun Peak, the young girl was seriously injured and almost died.
Monk Xumi became mad and stopped observing the precepts. Using the Amitabha Palm of the Great Amitabha Temple, he killed all the hundred monks who would pursue the girl on Baiyun Peak and became a demon.
This demon arises from the mind and arises from breaking the precepts.
Originated from passion and good at killing.
Monk Xumi once wanted to transform the girl with Buddhist teachings and guide her to be good.
The girl did change herself for the love in her heart.
But those who wanted to kill the girl couldn't listen to Monk Xumi's moral compassion.
So Monk Xumi began to doubt whether this Buddhist teaching harmed people or saved them.
He begged the Buddha, but the Buddha would not give up what he loved in his heart.
So he asked the devil for help, asking the devil... to help him overcome the sea of suffering.
