Bodhi's gentle and shallow tone expounded the amazing truth, when he said, 'You are the most suitable god', Lin Meng and the others stared at Nan Zuisheng's gaze more and more reverent and respectful, no wonder this girl can have such a powerful and special ability, it turned out to be a generous and benevolent gift from the gods, and also re-engraved her soul and life, and from then on, happy and healthy life was smooth and worry-free.

It is worthy of the unique darling of the gods.

"Then what exactly should I do to reshape the body of Iris?" Looking at the misty Bodhi branches and leaves in her hand, Nan Zuisheng only felt that the texture was gradually soaked in warm and soft power, and that warm and soft power was as gentle as spring breeze and rain, making her involuntarily clench this sacred tree.

Bodhi glanced at the iris floating in the air, it was just a soul that had passed for more than ten years, and it was just a gesture for today's Nan Zuisheng, with his Bodhi Divine Wood as a treasure to reshape the body, coupled with the power given by the gods, if you want to conjure up a body that is exactly the same as the soul of the Iris, you only need to calm down and silently recite the prayer in your heart.

He flicked his sleeves and attached a trace of divine consciousness to the Bodhi branches and leaves, so as not to make any mistakes in the process of reshaping his body and damage Nan Zuisheng's body: "It's very simple, as long as you follow your own mind and merge the idea of reshaping the body of Iriswood with your divine consciousness, the divine power contained in your body will fulfill your prayer." ”

It's that simple?

Lin Meng and the others were dumbfounded when they heard this.

"Okay, I see." Nan Zuisheng tapped his chin, then clenched the Bodhi branch and leaf in his hand, gently rested it on his chest, and slowly closed his clear ink eyes, his lips slightly opened to reveal a soft and clear tone, which was a pious and gentle prayer to --- high gods.

While she was silently reciting the idea of reshaping the body of the iris in her heart, she prayed beautifully and gorgeously to the gods above the nine heavens, and at the same time, the Bodhi branches and leaves held in her palm gradually exuded a dazzling golden glow, and there seemed to be a few phantom shadows flying and hovering between the clouds and mist, and a burst of intoxicating fairy music looming.

The green jade tombstone that has been completely integrated with Nan Zuisheng was summoned by the master, and a magnificent tombstone gradually appeared behind Nan Zuisheng, and the tombstone carved from the crystal warm green jade was engraved with the eulogy of the resumption of work, in which the name of the iris flowed with wisps of golden brilliance.

The lingering and flowing clouds in the Qingyu tombstone became more and more real, and the clouds and mist surrounded by the Bodhi branches and leaves in Nan Zuisheng's hands reflected each other, and slowly formed a phantom of a divine bird with gorgeous wings and a beautiful body, Qingluan stretched out his cascading wings and looked down at Nan Zuisheng who was praying with his eyes closed, and then circled and danced around the magnificent Qingyu tombstone three times after raising his head and making a clear sound.

Every time Qingluan dances and circles around the Qingyu tombstone, the ethereal soul of the iris will be filled a lot, until Qingluan stops flying and spreads its gorgeous wings to perch on the cloud-shrouded Bodhi Divine Tree, the Bodhi branches and leaves in Nan Zuisheng's hand finally change.

The Bodhi branches and leaves, revealing a brilliant golden light, seemed to be guided and summoned, and after breaking away from Nan Zuisheng's hands, they slowly floated in front of the kite. The ethereal kite soul only felt lighter and lighter, and when the Bodhi branches and leaves gradually approached the kite, the green luan perched on the Bodhi Sacred Tree stretched its wings and flew around the kite.

When the divine bird Qingluan quietly stopped beside Nan Zuisheng, the shadows of the iris and the Bodhi branches and leaves were completely shrouded in the mist, and others naturally couldn't see what changes had taken place inside, but for the Bodhi who had become a god and Nan Fusheng, who had become an emperor, it was just a layer of light and hazy clouds.

Through the light and hazy veil of clouds, they could clearly see that the iris soul and the Bodhi branches and leaves were slowly merging together. The branches and leaves of the Bodhi Sacred Tree contain divine power and the power of faith that has accumulated thousands of years, coupled with the spiritual power and divine power contained in Nan Zuisheng's body, which is enough to reshape a perfect body for the Iris.

There are countless birds attracted to fly in the fairy mist, they linger in the south drunken sheng circling and singing, the tactful and melodious birdsong is very pleasant, against the surrounding verdant cypress and bamboo, as well as the flowery shore Zhi Tinglan, for a time it makes everyone feel as if they have strayed into a fairyland.

The graceful and lithe divine bird Qingluan stared at Nan Zuisheng with soft eyes, and the reason why it appeared here was because the green jade tombstone was once a tear it shed. The extremely gorgeous Qingluan perched on Nan Zuisheng's side like a small mountain, enveloping the girl firmly under his wings, and even if Nan Fusheng wanted to take a step closer, he would be directly slapped back a few meters by it mercilessly.

"Old friend, long time no see," Bodhi watched helplessly at the behavior of the Qingluan Protector, only to feel that it stretched its wings and firmly enveloped Nan Zuisheng's posture, like protecting the weak cubs in the Qingluan tribe.

This Qingluan is the same as the phoenix, the green dragon, the white tiger, the Xuanwu and other divine beasts are indistinguishable from the existence of the divine bird level, if it is not for Bodhi has now become a god, and has been generously gifted by the gods beyond the nine heavens, then the divine bird Qingluan will not deign to inhabit his body --- Bodhi tree.

As the saying goes, the phoenix is not a sycamore, but I don't know that Qingluan is not a Bodhi sacred tree.

If it is an ordinary Bodhi tree, Qingluan will not inhabit, but today's Bodhi body has already changed into a Bodhi Divine Tree shrouded in fairy mist and bright light, so Qingluan will inhabit the Bodhi Divine Tree. Qingluan is an auspicious bird, and the Bodhi tree that it inhabits will receive the divine power of profound auspicious blessings.

This kind of auspicious and profound blessing divine power is different from the power of faith, it is a noble and transcendent divine power, and it is the innate auspicious power of the divine bird Qingluan. Ancient books once recorded that wherever Qingluan went, there --- dead trees in spring.

Hearing Bodhi's warm tone, the Divine Bird Qingluan lazily lowered his noble head, and glanced at him casually: "The killing and evil thoughts in your body have been erased by Him?" ”

Qingluan used his divine sense to communicate with Bodhi, and through his divine sense, he could clearly see the inside of the Bodhi Divine Tree, the bloody sins that had been precipitated by countless thousands of years, and the phantom of those painful and miserable souls. Just like a spring breeze and rain, there is only a strong power of faith and holy and brilliant divine power left in the Bodhi Sacred Tree today.

It is self-evident who this 'he' refers to.

He --- only gods.

Between the warm and picturesque eyebrows, the golden totem imprint of the Bodhi Divine Tree shone more and more brightly, and the reflected Bodhi emerald eyes were also impregnated with a layer of golden radiance: "Well, it was all erased by him, and this is still for the sake of the master's face, otherwise the gods would have abandoned me a long time ago, haven't they?" At this point, Bodhi could not hide his sad sigh.

Hearing Bodhi's reply, Qingluan's eyes moved slightly, and she didn't know how to comfort this old friend for a while. In fact, Bodhi is the most innocent existence in thousands of years, if it were not for fate, let it fall with the wind to the sinful place of the bronze blood sacrifice, and be buried in the blood-soaked soil, Bodhi would not gradually grow into an evil and bloody sacrificial tree.

Because of the ancient emperor's selfish desire to pursue immortality, even Qingluan couldn't remember how many innocent beings were tortured and mutilated because of this. The phantom of the unjust soul in the Bodhi tree was full of bitter resentment and anger, and even the divine bird Qingluan did not dare to get too close to Bodhi with that kind of evil and cold killing.

Even if Qingluan is an auspicious divine bird, it feels helpless in the face of the bloody killings accumulated over thousands of years. Fortunately, now Bodhi has finally become a god, and those innocent souls who have been tortured and killed have finally been successfully transformed, Qingluan looked around at the lush and verdant Qihua Yao grass, and asked curiously: "Master?" ”

Since Bodhi has become a sacred tree, it is naturally a noble existence beyond the mundane, and who will become the master of Bodhi? Could it be that it is for Bodhi to erase the killing of sins and bestow the throne of God?

As if seeing through what Qingluan was thinking, Bodhi hooked his lips and smiled slightly, and looked at Nan Zuisheng who was firmly protected by Qingluan under the gorgeous wings with gentle eyes: "It's not him, it's her." ”

Qingluan also lowered her eyes and stared at Nan Zuisheng under her wings, and the girl who came into her eyes was fairy and jade, and her face was delicate, but what attracted it the most was the girl's unearthly temperament, as well as her pure and kind soul: "I see, it seems that she is the destined guide on your way to becoming a god, if you don't have the power of her soul, I'm afraid you won't be able to become a god after all your years." ”

"That's right, without the help of my master, even if my lifespan is on par with heaven and earth, I will never be able to become a god." Bodhi's eyes became warmer and warmer when he heard this, the reason why he wanted to become a god was to protect this lost country, and the bronze altar would never die because it was protected by the soul of the gluttonous beast, and even the gods could not erase it.

After all, gluttonous beasts are also gods, and they are the embodiment of evil gods.

Even though the essence of the evil god has gradually dissipated, his divine sense has perfectly forged the existence of gluttony, and the gluttonous totem engraved on the bronze ancient sword in Nan Fusheng's hand is the weapon used by soldiers loyal to the emperor to torture and kill the people thousands of years ago.

Because of Bodhi's enlightenment, that bronze ancient sword will be willing to turn into a bronze statue to help Bodhi protect this sinful country of bloody sacrifices.

Qingluan didn't say anything more when he heard this, it knew that Bodhi couldn't leave this island, because the origin of sins here would never disappear, and only the Bodhi Divine Tree could protect the peace and tranquility of this lost country, otherwise if outsiders were allowed to break in, it would set off a bloody storm, and then I don't know how many innocent beings would be killed.

Lin Meng and the other survivors looked at the gorgeous and beautiful divine bird Qingluan with awe, they had only seen the existence of the divine beast in the movie, but they didn't expect to really see the existence of the auspicious divine beast --- Qingluan today.

The first impression is that it is majestic and tall, although Qingluan has gorgeous wings and a beautiful body, but its size is as majestic as a hill for mortals. The cyan tail feathers stretched for dozens of meters along the blooming Qihua Yao grass all over the place, and the cyan brilliance flickered like the Milky Way pouring down, revealing a dazzling grace and luxury.

The divine bird Qingluan alone is already so graceful and luxurious, shocking, I don't know what kind of dazzling style the divine bird phoenix should be?

Bodhi stared at the misty iris soul, only to see wisps of golden light swimming and shuttling from the hazy clouds, Bodhi branches and leaves gradually merged into the kitewood soul, and the ethereal soul body gradually changed and filled, no longer pale cyan light and shadow.

Nan Zuisheng also gradually stopped praying, and she could feel that the divine power contained in her body was shaping a perfect body for the iris soul with the change of her mind. When she slowly opened her ink eyes, the first thing that caught her eye was the cascading gorgeous cyan wings, which shrouded her whole person, making her breathtaking and at the same time a little dazed.

Did she accidentally come to some strange place?

As if sensing Nan Zuisheng's confusion and uneasiness, Qingluan slowly retracted its gorgeous layered wings, it lowered its head and stared at the girl gently, if it weren't for the fact that its body was too large, it would have rubbed Nan Zuisheng's white jade cheeks affectionately, like the fragrant soft rice cake it had seen when it flew to the south.