"Fifth brother, you're not dead. 【 . Looking at Yan Kuan, Xiaoba said solemnly.

Yan Kuan suddenly narrowed his eyes, and looked Xiaoba up and down: "Is this brother a bull's head? or a horse face? This one is too stumbling." “

Xiaoba glanced at Yan Kuan and muttered: "Our eight brothers are all so virtuous, you are scolding yourself." “

"Oops, I'm going to hiss," Yan Kuan glared. was about to get up and fight back, but as a result, he was injured, and he gasped and sat down.

Although there were no missing parts, the seven King Kongs were burned by the witchfire for three days. It's still a little unbearable, after all, they have gone through reincarnation, unlike Xiao Ba, who is directly the flesh of the barbarian stone, they purely rely on the strangeness of the Chaos Desolation Technique to carry it.

Ye Feng, Wuwei, Duan Yirui, Wang Junhui, Ye Guying, and Manyou also woke up.

"Brother Mu, you're not dead?" Ye Feng was the first to condense, and actually got up and walked over.

Seeing this, Yan Kuan tried to get up again, but he still couldn't do anything, but he struggled to stand up and walked towards Wang Mu. Sectional macros.

Of the seven people, only Ye Feng and Wuwei still had the strength to stand, but their faces were also pale.

Coming to Wang Mu and feeling the powerful momentum on Wang Mu's body, Ye Feng and Wuwei finally confirmed that Wang Mu was really not dead, and he was stronger than before.

"Brother Mu, I thought " Ye Feng, who had always been cold, pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were red.

"Second brother and third brother, the eldest brother is much more powerful than us, how can he die. Xiao Ba looked at Ye Feng and Wu Wei, and added.

Ye Feng and Wuwei looked at each other again, looked up at Xiao Ba's stone-like face, and then looked at Wang Mu suspiciously.

"This is the eighth Vajra. Like you, it is the strange stone under the peach blossom tree. Wang Mu smiled and looked at a few people.

"Damn, so we used to look the same way as this guy?" Then he looked back at Manyou and said: "See, it's handsome and hairy, you and I used to be the same, both of you and I were ugly and virtuous, hahaha"

"But I'm at least more handsome than you now. Manyou rolled his eyes.

Yan Kuan was choked again, and bowed his head without saying anything.

"Brother, what should you sisters do?" At this time, Hachi looked at the suspended twelve primordial gods and asked.

Hearing this, the rest of the people raised their heads in unison, and their eyes were full of anger and sadness, although for the monks, it is not considered death if there is a primordial god, but the twelve flower saints are women after all, and the fragrance is gone, and others can't bear to look at it, let alone their own people. It is these King Kongs born from the same root.

"You are all injured not lightly, the ground is your natal heart stone, put them on your chest, can help you recover your memory and help you speed up the recovery of your injuries. As for them, I will help them rebuild their bodies. Wang Mudao.

After saying that, he ignored the crowd and looked intently at the twelve huge petals around the whirlpool in the air.

Hachi walked to the bottom of the whirlpool, stomped his feet lightly, and the strange stones on the ground floated, as if spiritual, and each floated in front of their respective masters.

Ye Feng looked at the stone with his eyebrows and made up his mind before raising his hand and holding the stone in his hand.

A cool flow flowed through the heart, and all seven people were shocked, and the originally painful and unbearable injuries were alleviated a lot at once, and more importantly, everyone had a strange thought.

It is a will, a will that belongs to the brute stone, which has gone through wind and rain and has not moved.

Without any further hesitation, Ye Feng and Wuwei returned to their original places, sat down cross-legged, and then the seven of them looked at each other, and then looked at the Xiaoba standing in front of them.

Hachi raised his hand and pointed to the location of his heart, and saw that the black-red and hard chest automatically spread out an oval hole, and in the hole was a round and smooth dark green stone.

The seven nodded, then raised their hands as well, and slowly moved the stone to their hearts.

A sharp and long sound came, like an electric current intertwined, and I saw wisps of black and red lines burst out on all the seven stones, and they disappeared into the hearts of the seven people at the same time.

The black and red brilliance was instantly connected to the heart, and in an instant, a surging spiritual power enveloped endless memories poured into the hearts of the seven people.

"I'll wipe it!" The violent shock and pain made Yan Kuan and Manyou raise their heads and shout in unison, and the rest of the people are also grinning.

In the next second, the seven people let go, and all the seven stones sank into the hearts of the seven people.

The stone and the heart fused one, the eyes of the seven people suddenly became dazed, and then slowly closed their eyes like a faint, but the body automatically sat up straight, and his hands pinched out a special seal in front of his chest-

"Buzz Rumble"

Outside the seal, the smoky miasma of the Falling God Valley suddenly blew violently, and the black and red qi retreated, and above the stone tablet, a steady stream of milky white spiritual energy suspended out, gathering into a thick circular cloud, and a pillar of aura condensed under the cloud extended out, frantically pouring into the stone tablet.

This seal was originally only to isolate the powerful spiritual power, and there was no barrier to the origin heaven and earth aura, otherwise, the essence of the Twelve Flower Saints and the Seven Vajra would not be able to be pulled over by the natal petals and heart stones.

In the cave inside the seal, pillars of qi fell, pouring into the bodies of the seven vajra who were cultivating with their eyes closed.

On the other side, Wang Mu had already begun to reshape the body of the Twelve Flower Saints.

The twelve primordial gods floated, each corresponding to their own natal petals, and they were suspended below those petals.

Wang Mu frowned slightly, the peach blossom mark in the center of his eyebrows was shining, and then he waved his hand lightly, and he saw that the twelve-point white and yellow luster appeared, fluttering, and accurately fell into the twelve petals.

"Hulala!"

As if given some instruction, the twelve petals shook automatically, and the fat and round petals swayed, making a hula wind sound.

Then, dense white and yellow light dots lit up on the twelve petals, all of which were Founding Yuan Spirits.

The corners of Wang Mu's mouth hooked up a smile, his mind moved slightly, and his spiritual power spread out, controlling the twelve petals together.

As a result, the twelve petals began to move according to Wang Mu's wishes, and the pink petals began to transform, wrapping the suspended primordial spirit below, and began to squirm rapidly, like a body cast by water, and the twelve human forms slowly appeared, and slowly became more delicate and vivid.

I don't know how long it took, but the reshaping of the Twelve Flower Saint Flesh Bodies was completed, and each one of them was exactly the same as the original.

Duan Yixue is still dressed in black, with a slightly gloomy look between her eyebrows, Huangfu Yanran is still that big and heroic, Bingyue and Bing Ling'er are still silver-haired, and Bai Xiaoyu is still so charming but ethereal

Everyone hasn't changed, just more spotless.

The natal petals of the Twelve Flower Saints are the most holy things.

In fact, with Wang Mu's cultivation, it is very simple to reshape the body of the flower saint with the foundation of the primordial god, not to mention that there are ready-made natal petals as the material of the body, and the reason why the founding spirit is used is to make these omnipotent, have the foundation of spiritual life, and help the twelve flower saints restore their previous cultivation, as well as memory.

Yes, Wang Mu at this moment has a more thorough understanding of the founding Yuan Ling than the Flower Buddha back then.

The Twelve Flower Saints and the Eight Great Vajra all have Founding Yuan Spirits in their bodies, and there are definitely more than one Founding Yuan Spirits.

In fact, with Wang Mu's current comprehension, we know that in every living being, there is a founding spirit and the possibility of omnipotence, but no one can really grasp it.

Perhaps, there is a providence in the underworld, 30,000 years of meditation under the peach blossom tree, 10,000 years of reincarnation, maybe it is to have an epiphany of the mystery of the founding spirit, right?

Is it doom or retribution?

Wang Mu can answer now, it's a catastrophe.

All tribulations are not retribution, but for the sake of today.

Outside the seal, the clouds condensed by the milky white aura were even larger, almost all over the entire Falling God Valley, and all the black and red qi was wrapped around the periphery, so that the outside world could not see the vision, only pity those unjust souls of the Falling God Valley, for the first time in many years, they died down, fluttering one by one, staring at it, and they didn't even dare to come out.

And inside the seal, several pillars of qi spread out from the void, connecting with the twelve flower saints sitting in the void.

The Twelve Flower Saints and the Seven Vajra were all cultivating, recovering from their injuries while recovering their memories and cultivation.

"Xiaoba, you stay here and wait for them to wake up, and I'll go out and find them some pills. Glancing at everyone, Wang Mu looked at Xiao Ba King Kong again.

Although the Founding Yuan Spirit was omnipotent and could help everyone recover from their injuries and memories, Wang Mu still felt that it was a little slow, and it would be better if he could get a few Huiling Pills above the ground level.

In addition, there are a lot of things that haven't been dealt with outside, and Hachi here looks like it's enough.

"Well," Xiaoba nodded obediently, and blinked his big coal-like eyes and said, "Brother, this time I won't have to wait for 10,000 years." “

Wang Mu smiled, it has been ten thousand years, this little eight is still the same as before, and in front of his own people, he will always be a child who will not grow up.

After rescuing Hachi 10,000 years ago and setting up this seal, he was afraid that Hachi would not be able to bear the loneliness and have an accident, so he handed it over to the Buddha Gate to take care of, so he was hidden by the King of Jizo and put him in the prison hell, a place that no matter the dead or the living, he did not want to approach.

PS:

Whew, the fourth watch is here, and that's it for today. Tomorrow to continue!!