In less than a minute, the eight altars were buzzing at the same time, and they actually began to resonate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Together, the flame of faith ignited by the power of faith rises, and it burns more and more vigorously.

When the fire is strong, the "firewood" is naturally consumed more. Jin Tan was happy in his heart, as long as he could refine the Eight Desolation Buddha Beads, even if he consumed the faith and even the lives of all his believers, he would not hesitate to do so. Jin Tan worked harder to cast spells, urging more and more faith power to add firewood to the fire.

Jin Tan still had a little doubt in his heart.

The ancient books left by the ancestor said that when refining the Eight Desolations Buddha Beads, it was very difficult at first because the spiritual objects would resist and survive, and it was necessary to heat them slowly, boil the frogs in warm water, and boil them slowly.

However, now, these spirit creatures did not struggle anymore except for resisting at the beginning, and they were all very honest.

Although the sand spirit kept screaming and cursing, and Zhong Ding kept screaming, they didn't have to act to resist. Could it be that the Buddha and my cultivation are profound, and I have already influenced them?

No matter what, it's a good thing not to resist! Continue to practice, practice vigorously. The power of faith was thrown into it a lot, and Jintan was not distressed at all.

In Yan Wukuang's body, Rong integrated a trace of his soul power, which was equivalent to planting a wisp of his soul in Yan Wukuang's body. The soul sense is far more sensitive than the body sense, not to mention the deep cultivation of Rong's soul power!

Whether it is the Ruyi gourd or the ban on the Eight Desolations Altar, they can only cut off the induction of the space in Lu Yan, Shasha, Yan Wukuang and Douzi's body, but they can't stop Rong from sensing his own distraction.

Half a day later, Rong led Douzi and Xiaojiu to the outside of the temple of Jintan, and looked at the Jintan Temple from a distance of three or four miles.

Rong said: "Xiao Jiu, you go into Doudou's internal space first, and Doudou and I will stealthily go in and take a look." ”

Xiao Jiu disappeared with a swish, and as soon as he entered the space in Douzi's body, he went to study the formation on the holy corpse. The creatures around Douzi are stronger than the other, which makes Xiao Jiu have a strong sense of crisis. Shinojiu desperately wants to be stronger, stronger.

With a slight flick of the banyan figure, it turned into a cloud of smoke and enveloped the beans. Moments later, the two disappeared.

The Jintan Temple is enveloped in the power of faith. In normal times, any living creature entering would attract the attention of the Golden Altar, but right now, the Golden Altar is fully focused on refining the Eight Desolation Buddha Beads. He sensed it, sensed it a little, and didn't find anything abnormal, so he thought it was some small animal messing in, so he threw it away.

Douzi and Banyan saw the altar, exchanged glances, and couldn't help but smile. This golden altar is really bold, he, a cultivator who has not yet entered the sainthood, dares to take Yan Wukuang, a sub-saint-level powerhouse, to refine, this is simply not knowing life or death!

The cultivation of the golden altar could not be discovered, and Douzi and Rong, as saint-level powerhouses, could see at a glance that this sacrificial formation had been controlled by Yan Wukuang.

Yan Wukuang not only controlled the formation, but also united other living beings and used the power of the Golden Altar's faith to refine themselves together. This refining is different from the refining of the Golden Altar, the Golden Altar is to refine them, while Yan Wukuang is to refine them, borrowing the burning of the power of faith, with the help of the pure and rich energy of the origin of the universe, removing impurities, and only the true self.

The refining of Jintan will kill everyone, and the refining of Yan Wukong will allow everyone to advance. So, at first, everyone was resisting. But later, as soon as Yan Wukuang intervened, it was different. Even if they don't have the essence of Bodhi, Thunder Bead and Wind, out of their natural nature, they naturally choose the side that is beneficial to them.

Douzi activated the soul link with Rong and whispered: "Now, even if Jintan wants to stop, I'm afraid that it won't work, Brother Wukuang has completely taken the initiative." It seems that we don't need to do it at all. ”

Rong: "Hmm. This is the creation of Wukuang, Shasha, and Luyan, so that they can enjoy this feast to the fullest. This fire of faith is the result of the heart fire that gathers countless living beings, and it is a rare fire of the heart. I'm afraid that apart from this Buddha Heaven Universe, it will be difficult to find such a powerful spiritual flame. ”

Douzi Yinghe said: "This flame is indeed very different from the flame of Brother Wu Kuang and Brother Feng Li, this fire is formless and colorless, and it seems to be of great benefit to Brother Wu Kuang." ”

Banyan: "Of course! The fire of the soul is the best tempering fire. Let's go back to the hotel and wait for them. ”

Rong knew that with Yan Wukuang's temper, he would definitely drain the golden altar and refine it to death. Rong didn't want Douzi to see such a violent and bloody scene.

Douzi memorized the Jintan Temple, and it would be simple to come back next time, using the Great Compassion Technique-Heart Distance, which could be transmitted in seconds.

Back at the hotel, Douzi and Rong took the Buddhist scriptures they got from Jiuzhi and flipped through them. Douzi likes to read on the couch, and the banyan is also broken. Rong is no longer sitting upright reading a book, he leans on Douzi's shoulder, and he also lies crookedly flipping through the book. The two of them were head to head, occasionally whispering a few words. The view is sweet.

A day passed. In addition to the cosmic origin, half of the spiritual objects in the altar have been smelted, and although the other spiritual objects have shrunk a lot, they have not been deformed at all. Jin Tan was puzzled, that's not what the book says. It says that they will first weaken, then gradually collapse, soften, and then melt little by little.

Maybe the fire of your faith isn't burning strong enough? The golden altar increased the power of faith, making the fire burn more fiercely.

Two days passed. The origin of the universe has been consumed, and the other spiritual objects have shrunk again, but they are becoming more and more energetic. The sound of Zhong Ding's urn became more and more grand and far-reaching, and the sand spirit did not scream, but he condensed into various biological images for a while, and piled up all kinds of strange geometric figures for a while, and had a great time.

What the hell is going on? Jintan was confused.

It's not like the book says it!

Could it be that he can't cultivate himself? Not enough of your own faith power? Not enough?

There is not much faith power that can be used in my hands, and it seems that it will not be completed this time.

Fortunately, the eight treasures only lost the most easily obtained cosmic source, so they stopped first, and then went to preach more gospels, collect more believers, and when the power of faith doubled or tripled, they held a prayer meeting for tens of millions of people to seek more cosmic origins.

Yes, that's all! After making up his mind, Jintan stopped chanting the scriptures, intending to stop the output of the power of faith.

However, the power of faith still gushes out like a spring! No matter how hard Jintan tried to stop, he couldn't stop.

Jin Tan was shocked, he propped his hands on the futon, and tried to stand up, but his crossed legs seemed to be nailed, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up.

Shasha smirked. "I said you were going to die! You're dead! You don't believe it! Look, you're dead! Hey, hey, hey......"