Chapter 85: The Great Array of Ecstasy
"What's wrong with me?"
"I've killed so many people, I'm a murderer!"
"So many soldiers, I've been surrounded, how many people have I killed? Eight hundred, if not a thousand, I'm a murderer!"
After this battle, Ning Fuchen had fully woken up, as if he had a nightmare, in the dream, he was completely an executioner who killed people without blinking. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
With a flicker, Ning Fuchen entered the hall of the Dream Drunken Red Mansion, looking at the corpses all over the ground, his eyes were dazed. After a little contemplation, he took out the invisibility talisman, stepped on the flying sword, came out of the window, and rushed into the sky.
With the fifth layer of Qi training, Edgeworth is no longer as hard as before, and the spiritual power seems to be endless, inexhaustible.
Ning Fuchen flew aimlessly, and when he saw that the invisibility charm was about to fail, he hurriedly landed on the top of the mountain.
It actually fell in the valley of the fragrance of the mandala.
Leaning under the purple mandala tree that was more than three meters high, Ning Fuchen was puzzled, why was he suddenly so impulsive?
He suddenly went crazy when he saw those dozens of women being destroyed like that, his actions were not under his control at all, who was controlling him?
The more Ning Fuchen thought about it, the more strange he felt.
Suddenly felt a little dizzy, a gust of zither came, Ning Fuchen suddenly felt clear and calm, still the woman in the white dress and long skirt.
"I killed people, killed a lot of people. Ning Fuchen was incoherent.
"I know that what Childe killed is the one who should be killed, thank you Childe for helping me avenge the eight thousand souls in the Mandala Valley. ā
"What about these unjust souls?"
"The souls are all reincarnated, and there are still thousands of remnants hiding in the flowers, waiting for an opportunity. ā
"You mean, they'll be like you, flower spirits?"
"The concubine body has been cultivated for thousands of years before she can turn into a human form in her dreams, and in this valley where her spiritual energy is exhausted, it is not easy to cultivate into a flower spirit. ā
"You mean, if there is a place where there is a lot of aura, it can be?"
"Yes, but our flower clan, where can we afford long-distance bumps, even if we move to a place, we will not adapt to the water and soil, and our body will not recover for a few years. ā
Ning Fuchen was stunned, looked at the flower spirit in a lost mind, and suddenly remembered the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Card, which had a strong aura, but there was no sun, moon, rain and dew, and I didn't know if it was possible to place these mandala flowers with remnant souls, so he said: "I have a place to go, but there is no sun and moon, no rain, but the aura is rich, and the spirit gathering array can be arranged, I don't know if it can?"
Hua Ling was stunned and said, "What kind of place is that?"
"In the small world on my body, if I can, if I fly to the immortal realm, then I will also soar even more, and I will become an immortal grass. ā
"It turns out that Childe is a person of great luck, and there is a small world, our spirit grass, we only need aura, no rain and dew, we can enter Childe's world. ā
"You let me out, and I'll move you all into the little world. ā
"No, after Childe goes out, open the small world, and we can go in by ourselves. ā
Ning Fuchen woke up, still reminiscing about the words of the flower spirit, so he took out the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Card, opened it with his divine sense, and a few petals fell to the ground.
Ning Fuchen immediately entered the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Card, and sure enough, all of them grew behind the boulder.
The woman in white walked out from behind the stone, and Ning Fuchen was surprised: "Didn't you say that you can only appear in dreams?"
"Childe doesn't need to panic, in Childe's small world, Childe can dominate everything, if you want us to come out, we can come out, and on the other side of the valley, dominated by heaven and earth, the remnant soul is most afraid of the sun, and once our demon cultivator appears in the world, it will be punished by God, and Childe's small world is the most suitable for us to cultivate." ā
"I see, how many of you are there?"
"Childe, we are not human yet, there are three thousand six hundred plants that come in this time, and all of them have remnant souls in it, and wine without remnant souls has not come in. ā
"Three thousand six hundred. Ning Fuchen suddenly felt that this number had been seen somewhere.
After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly remembered that in the formation chapter of the dragon transformation true technique, there was a Nine Palace Bagua Ecstasy Array, which just needed three thousand six hundred array eyes.
"What is Childe thinking?"
"I'm thinking about a formation, it's exactly 3,600 formation eyes, by the way, do you know the formation?"
"I don't understand the formation, but if there is a formation diagram, I can refer to it, and after a long time, I will always understand. ā
"That's very good, I'll give you all these formations, you carefully consider it, first set up a spirit gathering array, and then you will teach them to perform the Nine Palace Bagua Ecstasy Array together. ā
"Okay, the Ecstasy Array is what we dream of, our Mandala clan is born with a charming soul and a role in confusing people's minds, and we have a unique advantage in performing this array. ā
"Okay, I'll give you a name, let's call it Xiaoman, these are thirty-six spirit stones, which are used to gather spirit arrays, you relax and know the sea, and I will transmit the essence of the formation to you." ā
"Thank you, master, Xiao Man is ready, I didn't expect Childe to have the legendary spirit stone, it seems that these remnant souls are really blessed, and they will soon become flower spirits." ā
Ning Fuchen used his divine sense to input all the formation chapters in the dragon transformation true recipe into Xiao Man's sea of consciousness.
Xiao Man's face was pale, and he couldn't stand it, so he was busy sitting down and breathing, and Ning Fuchen was also sitting aside, still thinking about his own madness and murder.
After a while, Xiao Man woke up and saw that Ning Fuchen was in a trance, so he said, "Does the master have something on his mind?"
"I'm still thinking about the murder today, how I suddenly lost my mind and couldn't control myself, and it seemed that I killed people when I saw them. ā
"I see that the master's cultivation seems to be the dragon clan's exercises, the dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die, this is caused by the dragon clan's exercises, it must be that the other party touched the master's reverse scales, this is not in the way, and when the realm is high in the future, it can be overcome naturally. ā
"How do you know?"
"This is the characteristic of our demon cultivation, although the dragon clan exercises are the supreme immortal exercises, but in the final analysis, it is the demon cultivation exercises, and they all have this characteristic. ā
Ning Fuchen was suddenly relieved, and a heavy burden finally landed.
He is a true dragon bloodline, and he has the blood of this dragon in his bloodline, so once he is impulsive, he is easy to lose his mind.
"If the master can find a kind of Buddhist practice, the kind of self-cultivation, this kind of thing will not happen. ā
"There are several kinds of Buddhism exercises in the mortal world, but there are none in the immortal family. ā
"Buddhism and Buddhism should be able to do it in the mortal world, but it is just to cultivate the mind, and different paths can lead to the same end. ā
"Xiaoman, that's a good point, I didn't expect you to know so much as a flower spirit. ā
"A thousand years ago, there was a monk who preached the Tao for us flowers and plants for a month, hoping that we would cultivate with him. At that time, he was dressed in white, with a scarf on his head, elegant as a fairy, and he casually recited a poem, and I opened my spiritual wisdom: the ninefold son of heaven is noble, and the fifth-class princes are respected outside the door. Competing for a drunken guest in cloth clothes, not calling life a good thing. I had an epiphany, and my mind was enlightened, and these things were all things he heard when he was preaching. ā
How much patience is there to preach to flowers and plants for a month?
The Ninefold Son of Heaven is noble,
The fifth-class candidates are honored outside the door.
Like a drunkard in cloth,
Don't call life a thing.
Good poetry, too free and easy.