Repentance temporarily settled in the Thousand Thousand Sects.

As soon as he spoke, the sound of his chanting resounded every day in this sect.

Even the disciples of this sect had many monks who were dragged by him to speak. However, among this sect, there are not many people who are willing to listen to him explain the Buddhist scriptures like glutinous rice. Many people had just said hello to him, listened to him a few words, and then fled away from him in embarrassment.

But he never cared about this, and if the disciples outside didn't want to listen to him, he didn't care, he just said Amitabha, and then recited his sutras to himself.

It's just that every day in the evening, he will always stand up silently and walk out towards the blood mist outside.

There was no place to dodge in this hall, and many disciples of the sect saw his actions and couldn't help but talk about it. Especially after seeing Repentance walk out of the door and be able to separate the blood mist, he couldn't help but whisper.

Glutinous rice's spirit was a little better, and at this time he was able to sit up a little and lean over to see the situation of repentance.

She wanted to catch up and help Repentance. Especially after listening to the entanglements that repentance said, I felt that the evil demon and resentful spirit turned out to be pitiful. She even remembered what Repentance had said.

"If you can, you should take him by your side and chant the Buddha every day. Even if I am poor all my life, I must purify him and reshape his body. It's just that if he didn't have such an opportunity, he would have to beat him to pieces. ”

"Alas, if the Repentant Master could ...... It would be good to be able to make him clean. If so......"

Nuomi himself doesn't know what his mind is, and he thinks about it every day. I feel like I'm going to be a little crazy.

It's a pity that no matter how much she wants to follow the repentance to go out to help, she also knows that she doesn't have that ability now. Even if she wasn't hurt, she could only fight with the demon and die together, and she couldn't hurt the demon's foundation. Now that I have received so much pain on my body, I can't help do anything.

When he repented and wanted to go out, Xiao Jingyan and Qin Guanglan naturally sent people to follow him. Sometimes. Even Qin Guanglan personally followed behind, chasing down the evil demon hidden in the blood mist with him.

It's just that the demon is evil and cunning. Although they had already known the other party's approximate hiding place from Nuomi's narration, they were not able to directly touch the demon.

With repentance, chanting outside every day, even the dense blood mist gradually became lighter.

In particular, the blood mist in this Thousand Thousand Sect has become so thin that it is like an ordinary fairy mist, which can make the sunlight fall from above.

Nuomi sat on the bed in this hall by herself. Without Xiao Jingyan and Qin Guanglan talking to her, she suddenly felt a little unaccustomed. There are so many disciples outside, in fact, there is not even one who can really chat with her. Naturally, she couldn't talk to Lan Zhanzhou, who had a cold face, so she could only stay in her position silently. If you are in better spirits, you will take a little walk.

Of course, she wanted to talk to the pillar more. But as soon as I got in touch with her in the past few days, I found that the pillar seemed to be a little reluctant to take care of her. At first, she thought that the pillars might be a little unaccustomed. After a long time, I also began to feel melancholy.

The appearance of the pillar now is indeed different from that of others. Although she didn't do anything about it, I'm afraid that the pillar itself didn't know what happened to her, and who made her body look like this.

At this time, he suddenly woke up and found that he was staying by Nuomi's side in such an inhuman way, which felt a little unacceptable and natural.

Nuomi wanted to talk to him several times about the Qingming real person back then, but every time the words came to his lips. But after all, I swallowed it.

She didn't know what the pillar was thinking now, and she didn't know if it would make the pillar even more sad because of it. She would rather be misunderstood by the pillar by herself than disturb the pillar's mind.

This kind of day when you can't wander around. Except for the account book that her disciples sent her and looked through it a little, the rest of the time was all soaked in that ethereal fantasy world.

Speaking of this ethereal fantasy, she really regretted it.

At the beginning, when Fuji Xiaoqiao informed her, there were actually a total of seven spirit lotuses in the spirit pool, which was close to the stage of transformation. It's just-

"Master, master."

"Master, you're here, come and whisper, is my dress looking good today?"

As soon as Nuomi approached the edge of the spiritual pool, she had already sensed that several spiritual lotuses in the spiritual pond were chirping to greet her, as if they were showing off, showing their newly grown huā petals in front of Nuomi.

"Well, it's pretty." Where was Nuomi willing to refute their interest, he couldn't help but smile and nodded, and asked again, "By the way, ...... Are they still showing no signs of waking up? ”

Those spirit lotuses seemed to communicate with each other for a moment, and then they shook their heads one after another, saying "No, no, no".

If you change the past, you will naturally be happy to see that so many spiritual lotuses can condense and transform and control the movement of your own plant body.

But now, she really can't even laugh.

In this spirit pool, there are only three plants in front of you that have successfully transformed into a total of three now. Even with these three plants, although they are very understanding of the Dharma, they have already understood a word after just a little time. But when it comes to other things outside, I really don't have such a great talent.

Since the last time they were injured in the blood mist, the three transformed spirit lotuses have never shown their human form in front of Nuo Mi. I'm afraid that if you don't recover for ten days and a half months, you won't be able to condense your body anymore.

Although Nuomi was anxious to want them to learn more Buddhist scriptures, so that before she forgot about it, she would recite all the Buddhist scriptures to them and ask them to understand them by themselves, but now they can only wait.

As for the rest of the five spirit lotuses, they are all silent now. When Nuomi asked like this, among the group of spirit lotuses that shook their heads, there were still five of them, and they didn't move.

They were five of the seven plants that came closest to the transformation.

It's just that their aura was not very stable at that time, and when they were in the critical period of transformation, they suddenly sensed that glutinous rice was being attacked by evil spirits.

These Spirit Lotus Protectors are anxious, obviously they have not yet reached the time to transform into shapes, but they are still forcibly operating their true qi, hoping to transform in advance.

Among the seven spirit lotuses, only three were successful. The remaining five plants, I don't know if it went wrong when I was running the aura, or if it was something else. Not only was he unable to transform into a human form, but now he has to return to the prototype. On their bodies, glutinous rice no longer feels any spiritual breath. It's like there are really only five small spirit lotuses in front of her, and there is no chance of transforming at all.

"Master, don't worry about it anymore. They failed to impact the shapeshift, and by this time the Wisdom had vanished. No matter how many hundred years it is raised, it is impossible to regenerate any souls. The master took them off and ate them, whether it was to make tea or refine them into pills. ”

One of them has already conjured into a humanoid spiritual lotus, and its mouth is a little sharper. When it saw that Nuomi still cared about the five spiritual lotuses like that, it couldn't help but persuade it again. "Well, it's to help me...... Otherwise, as long as it conforms to the time of day, it will eventually be able to transform into a human form. Glutinous rice shook his head, a little reluctant, "It's obvious that I fell into such a field to help me, and if I want to eat them again, wouldn't it be too chilling." ”

“…… Chilling? The three spirit lotuses were all stunned, and then they shook their heads in unison, "No, no, how can it be." We were originally Linglian. If it is planted, it should be taken. Or if you refine it into a magic weapon, you can also do it. When we have divine consciousness and intelligence, we want to live longer. But if you don't have such feelings, you'd rather be eaten than wait until huā falls and becomes a handful of mud. ”

As soon as they finished speaking, the surrounding Ling Lian, who had not yet transformed into a shape, heard it and nodded their heads uncontrollably.

"Yes, yes, if it can't be transformed, I'd rather be picked and made into spiritual tea."

"You're elegant. I don't mind, even if it's to wrap rice dumplings with me, it doesn't matter. ”

Nuomi didn't think that Linglian would have such a mind, and for a while, she was a little stunned.

They were chatting hotly in the spirit pool, when a discordant voice suddenly appeared, as if with a smile, spreading their consciousness, and said, "Okay, okay, you don't scare the master anymore." Although we are said to be Linglian fairies, a small soul is attached to the lotus root in the mud. Just removing the lotus pod doesn't make a difference. The master can use us with confidence. If you pick the old huā, maybe it will be good for them. After a few hundred years, maybe you will still be able to cultivate into a human form. ”

"Hundreds of years ......" Glutinous rice was speechless, glanced at the spirit pool, and immediately understood.

The spiritual lotus that just spoke was probably the only lotus with a light pink color in the pool. The glutinous rice does not know how it is mixed into the white lotus and ink lotus of this pond, but its open huā has always been the largest; And it speaks on weekdays, and it is always not as playful as other spirit lotuses.

"It's fine. Nowadays, I don't need any huā petals to make tea. When the need arises, I will naturally come in and pick lotus pods. By the way, I will put this sutra in front of this spiritual pool. Although I have not been blessed by any Dharma master, I have just copied it myself, and I hope it will be of some use to you. ”