Chapter 582: Surprised

Tens of millions of unjust souls and ghosts bite and devour Qi Ji's innate spirit, no matter how strong Qi Ji's innate spirit is, it is difficult to resist. Countless grievances and resentments impacted Qi Ji's consciousness and made him miserable.

The original golden innate spirit was now dyed with a layer of jet-black color. Dao resentment was like a huge net, enveloping Qi Ji's innate spirit, as if it was about to strangle his body.

I saw that on Qi Ji's innate spirit, there were constantly resentments and resentments invading. Black lines appeared on the body of the innate spirit, and a gloomy and vicious expression appeared on his face.

Seeing that Qi Ji was on the verge of becoming a demon, he could turn into a demon at any time. However, in the bottom of Qi Ji's heart, he still struggled, resisting a huge amount of resentment.

At this critical moment, a scripture suddenly rushed out of Qi Ji's body, which was the Donkey Kong Divine Mantra. Qi Ji's innate spirit suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the floating scriptures, and began to recite silently.

Beside Qi Ji, even though there are tens of millions of unjust ghosts biting, countless grievances and resentments invade. But Qi Ji's innate spirit is as immobile as a mountain, as solid as a rock, and as strong as a diamond.

Although the innate spirit was eroded by resentment and resentment, Qi Ji kept his heart unchanged, relying on the blessing of the Donkey Kong mantra, and there was a little spirituality.

With the passage of time, thousands of unjust ghosts and resentments merged with Qi Ji's innate spirit. I saw that Qi Ji's innate spirit, from the original golden body image, slowly turned into a black body, extremely resentful. However, in the heart of the innate spirit, there is always a little golden light that cannot be extinguished, and that is Qi Ji's original heart.

Under the protection of Donkey Kong's curse, Qi Ji's heart is immortal, even though the innate spirit has been stained by resentment, as long as his heart does not change, he will have a chance to turn the tables.

Outside the formation, Yan Cong watched Qi Ji sit on the ground, being harassed by thousands of unjust souls, and couldn't help sneering again and again, "When you get to the Blood Cloud Array, you still want to come out, it's really ridiculous." As he spoke, he no longer looked at Qi Ji, but looked at the battle situation in the direction of the main hall with concern.

Qi Jiduan sat in the blood cloud array, his body had a nine-turn golden body, protected by the power of gods and demons, but there was no need to worry. It's just that in his spiritual platform, the sea of knowledge is like an endless number of unjust ghosts, constantly eroding. Even in the Lingtai Consciousness Sea, the originally golden ocean has turned into jet-black stagnant water. All around was a fishy yin wind, blowing this Qi Ji's innate spirit.

Qi Ji's innate spirit has also become black all over, and he can only maintain a little bit of his heart.

Although Qi Ji has maintained his original intention now, countless resentments have invaded, and countless memories and pictures have rushed to Qi Ji's will.

Qi Ji only felt that he was sometimes a woman, sometimes a baby. Sometimes he will become a general, or even a beggar. The resentment brought by many unjust ghosts, as well as their painful memories, are eroding Qi Ji's will.

In the chaotic memory, Qi Ji seemed to have experienced thousands of reincarnations, and he almost couldn't remember who he was. At the same time, the little golden light in his heart also flickered and faded. As long as Qi Ji forgets his true identity, he will completely lose himself and become a demon who only knows how to kill.

In the reincarnation of thousands of generations, Qi Ji incarnated as a woman, and originally had a harmonious and happy family. But suddenly one day, a group of fierce robbers attacked, killed Qi Ji's father-in-law and children, plundered him to the cottage, and became the plaything of this group of villains. In the end, Qi Ji was humiliated, and finally committed suicide by hanging the beam, and died with hatred.

Immediately afterwards, it was the reincarnation of a hundred generations, and Qi Ji became a child. Originally, there was also parental care, laughing and playing all day long. But later, his mother died of a serious illness, and his father continued to marry a stepmother. The stepmother was vicious, tormenting and ravaging Qi Ji all day long, always beating Qi Ji all over his body. The stepmother later had a son, and she was afraid that Qi Ji would compete with her for the family business, so she led the young Qi Ji to the well, pushed him into the well, and threw a boulder. Poor Qi Ji was young and had no power to resist at all, so he could only die tragically under the deep well, full of resentment.

After a hundred generations again, Qi Ji became a generation of military generals, conquering cities and conquering cities for the emperor's merits, and making immortal military exploits. The emperor also rewarded him, and he sat in front of the emperor, which was very prosperous. But when Qi Ji was at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, he was suddenly summoned by the emperor to a banquet, and after a feast, Qi Ji knew that he had drunk poisonous wine. A generation of famous generals finally lost a glass of poisonous wine, and with a heart full of resentment, Qi Ji finally died at the feet of this emperor.

With a strong resentment, Qi Ji re-entered reincarnation, but this time he became a beggar. Since he was sensible, he was a beggar, living by begging, living in precariousness, eating scraps and sleeping on roadside straw, which was miserable.

But I don't know why, Qi Ji didn't feel resentful, but felt very happy. Although I feel that such a day is very miserable, I am very free and unrestrained. It's just that Qi Ji always feels empty, as if something is missing.

One day, Qi Ji accidentally offended a bully, and the bully punched and kicked him, beating Qi Ji all over his body. When the bully was angry enough, Qi Ji had already passed out.

By the time Qi Ji woke up, his limbs had been broken, and he couldn't stop coughing up blood, and he was about to die. Qi Ji shrugged his shoulders and crawled on the ground with difficulty, begging for someone to help him.

But everyone disliked him and the stench was all over him, and no one was willing to help. Qi Ji only felt that the world was indifferent, and he no longer had the will to survive, he just wanted to die early.

But at this moment, Qi Ji found that there was a dilapidated temple next to it. Qi Ji used his last strength to climb into the temple, and asked bitterly in front of the broken Buddha statue: "Why am I so miserable, why am I like this?"

Just after Qi Ji asked this sentence, a golden light suddenly flashed in the heart of the broken Buddha statue. The golden light bloomed, dyeing the broken Buddha statue into a golden body. Then, the Buddha statue actually said, "It's better to ask yourself than to ask me." ”

Qi Ji was puzzled, and kept muttering: "Ask myself ......"

The golden-bodied Buddha statue no longer answered Qi Ji's question, but opened his mouth to recite a scripture. The more Qi Ji listens to this scripture, the more familiar it becomes, and he always feels that he has heard it somewhere, but he can't remember it for a while.

In a trance, Qi Ji followed the golden Buddha statue and began to recite this scripture. As more and more scriptures were recited, Qi Ji's memory finally became clear, the injuries on his body continued to heal, and the whole person was no longer a beggar, but wanted to be a golden Buddha statue, exuding a bright golden light.

When a scripture was read, Qi Ji suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "I am Qi Ji, not anyone else, you ghosts don't want to confuse me, my life is up to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light of Qi Ji's whole body skyrocketed, and his will suddenly returned to the innate spirit. And his innate spirit also emitted a glittering golden light, squeezing out tens of millions of unjust ghosts from his body, and turning back into the appearance of a golden living person again.

At the same time, at the heart of the innate spirit, a heart actually grew. This golden heart released a clear and transparent divine light, and the divine light extended infinitely, and it was even connected with the Innate Divine Tree, becoming a branch of the Innate Divine Tree.

The original Xinjue Hongqiao connected to the Lingtai Zhihai, and now this Hongqiao is directly connected to the heart of the innate spirit, just like a fruit growing on the innate god tree.

Qi Ji also woke up suddenly and shouted, "This is the Ninth Hongqiao, Bodhicitta Spirit!"