Chapter Forty-Eight: Wang Zhu's Practice
Zizhu is going to be shaped, and the Dharma Body is different from transformation or illusion, generally speaking, a person or a monster can only cultivate the Dharma Body once in a lifetime, and if it has to change again in the future, it can only change from a small place, it is more like plastic surgery, anyway, it is difficult to change much on the whole.
Since it was such an important transformation, Wang Zhi himself didn't know how to arrange it, so Zheng Likai and Qian Jia also came out of the soul fixing plate, Wang Zhi hesitated and didn't know how to arrange it, but Qian Jia took the job away and even put Wang Xiling aside.
She came to Wang Zhu and began to babble endlessly about what Wang Zhu should look like in her heart, first by height, then by body shape, and even by hair and clothes.
Wang Zhi pouted, stood beside Wang Xiling, looked at Qian Jia and said, "What do you want him to become?" ”
"What does it look like?" Qian Jia said dissatisfiedly: "Of course, he is a super handsome guy who is loved by everyone and sees flowers blooming, at least he has to be more manly than Ah Hao, and at the same time he has to be gentler than Liu Bi, and he has to be more energetic than that Zhao family boy." ”
Wang Zhi was dumbfounded, he had become a human being for decades, and the few most prominent men he had ever seen were really imperfect in Qian Jia's eyes, but he really didn't know what this transformation could look like, he said with some dissatisfaction: "Zizhu has just cultivated spiritual wisdom, and the master said that it is just like a human child, I think it is definitely more appropriate to let him become a child." ”
Wang Xiling shook his head with a smile and said: "The key to the transformation is that it is certain, it is difficult to change it in the future, and it also directly affects the achievements that the law body can achieve in the future, so the general demon transformation is very solemn, if there is no suitable one, they would even prefer to maintain the state of the body all the time, and the key to the transformation is not the appearance, but more importantly, it needs a set of exercises suitable for cultivation and a suitable body." ”
Wang Zhi didn't understand what the importance of the transformation and the Dharma Body was, in his opinion, it was nothing more than a change in shape, and he didn't know why it was so solemn and serious.
Qian Jia nodded in agreement: "Did you hear that?" This is a very important thing, and it is related to how powerful he can be in the future, which is not sloppy at all. After reprimanding Wang Zhitong, she turned her head to look at Wang Xiling and said, "I don't know if he can practice the Netherworld Heart Sutra we practice?" ”
Wang Xiling thought for a moment in silence and said: "It should be possible, since you have cultivated a person's body, you should naturally be able to cultivate people's exercises, the key is that when you are plastic, you must first try to adapt to the exercises, it itself has enough aura, although there is no routine, but it is still practiced for a long time." ”
She said and turned her head to look at Zheng Likai, who was standing honestly next to her, and said: "Maybe this is the most important thing, you should help Wang Zhi complete it, remember, having a law body that can be used for cultivation is the most important thing, otherwise you can only take it and look at it, it's a pity." ”
The old ghost nodded and walked forward, Wang Zhi hesitated, he didn't quite understand why he still needed to be with him, after all, he didn't understand it at all, maybe it was to make this bamboo feel that he had always been by its side, it seemed that it was not so easy to get a magic weapon, at this time, he couldn't help but think of the whip that Liu Bi gave him that was occupied by Qian Jiaba, and he didn't know what happened to this female ghost with the whip, I haven't seen it for a long time.
Qian Jia was very dissatisfied with her sudden change from the main person in charge to a person with nothing to do, she muttered to the edge of the clearing, and watched Zheng Likai begin to recite the exercises of the Netherworld Heart Sutra next to Zizhu, but Wang Xiling left unconsciously, maybe she didn't want to listen to Zheng Likai preach her state of mind, although Wang Zhi and the two ghosts didn't seem to care about this.
Zheng Likai usually talks very little, and it is rare to come up with a word, but when it comes to exercises, he changes his honest image and talks endlessly.
It's a pity that he doesn't have the same sense of ease as Wang Xiling, it's too serious, not only Wang Zhi is drowsy when he listens to it, but even Qian Jia can't help but desert after listening to it for a while, holding a branch, and drawing a person's shape on the snow, it seems that she is still trying to outline the future appearance of Zizhu in her heart, but unfortunately her tools are a little simpler, and her level of painting is also a little worse, so the things drawn have no characteristics except that they can be seen to be a person.
Gradually, as Zheng Likai said more and more, Wang Zhi felt that he was starting to become delirious, and his two eyelids were fighting, and he hadn't felt such a strong sleepiness for a long time.
But at this moment, wisps of aura, caught in the breeze, blew lightly, and even shook the surrounding purple bamboo, causing pieces of snow to fall down.
Wang Zhi opened his eyes in an instant, looked around, and found that Qian Jia also stood up, holding the branch in his hand and looking at this side stupidly.
Wang Zhi turned his head and looked at Zizhu, then silently sensed it, and was about to call out in surprise. But Zheng Likai made a serious silent expression opposite him, which quieted him down.
The surrounding aura was indeed converging towards Wang Zhu, and it was obvious that wisps of water attribute aura were emanating from the water spirit, most of which entered Wang Zhu's bamboo body, and the remaining few were scattered uncontrollably.
In the past, Zizhu was indeed cultivating, but it was regular, twenty-four hours a day, from midnight to noon, it was the emission of aura, and from noon to midnight it was withdrawn, and there was no change, even after it had spiritual wisdom.
But today, in the morning, before noon, it began to withdraw the aura from its surroundings, and the intensity of this recovery was very large, not at all as slow and methodical as usual, and it took twelve hours to recover it all.
The aura gathered more and more intensely, and there was even a wind around, and clusters of snowflakes flew up from the bamboo forest, constantly fluttering, but there was never a single snowflake floating into the clearing.
Zheng Likai was still chattering unhurriedly, what he was talking about now was the second chapter of the Netherworld Heart Sutra, the content of the beginning, but that chapter didn't have many words, although Brother Wang Zhi listened to it every time, but after listening to it too much, he could almost memorize it, but the old ghost was unhurriedly reciting it over and over again, like a monk chanting the scriptures.
Gradually, the aura in the bamboo forest almost reached a concentration visible to the naked eye, and his eyes widened, and occasionally wisps of cyan could be seen, swirling around the purple bamboo in the air.
After a while, the concentration of aura reached a peak, and there was no aura gathered around, and above the heads of Wang Zhi and Zheng Likai, a blue-green vortex centered on purple bamboo had already appeared, which was extremely similar to the origin.
At this time, Zheng Likai quietly floated up, and floated out of the clearing against the swirling spiritual current.
Wang Zhi sat in place, stupidly not knowing what to do, and looked at Zheng Likai for help.
The old ghost was about to speak, but from the bamboo forest outside, the voice of the old man Cai came: "Now release your aura, try to fuse with Zizhu's aura, what kind of achievements you can achieve in the future, it depends on how far you can fuse today." As soon as the voice fell, the short old man walked out of the bamboo forest wearing his black clothes, but his clothes were very conspicuous in the snow-white snow around him today.
He came to the edge of the clearing and looked at Wang Zhidao, who was sitting next to Zizhu blankly: "I didn't expect this bamboo to be able to cultivate the origin so easily, it's really surprising." He smiled kindly at the two ghosts, then turned his head in the direction of the bamboo house and said loudly, "Miss Wang, come over too, there is nothing to avoid." ”
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