Just as the word Yuan Tianhua Puzzle Experiment should represent something, the Master Wuzhi took out a knife from his arms. He casually took off the scabbard, the blade glowing with a dull sheen.

Yuan Tianhua was so frightened that his heart jumped.

"Now, I will experience the sensation of pain. It's happening right in front of your eyes, can you still feel the same pain? ”

The Master raised his knife and plunged it straight into his knee. All this was completely beyond imagination, and Yuan Tianhua looked at it a little confused.

"After years of practicing, I can already tolerate any physical pain. At this age, you won't even get blood......"

"Stop!" Yuan Tianhua finally came back to his senses and shouted. I felt my throat dry and my heart began to beat violently.

"Damn it! This is to test my shame mechanism! This old guy. Yuan Tianhua scolded in his heart.

"That's what I did for you. Can you really feel my pain? If I could feel it, I'd stop immediately. ”

"I felt it. So stop! ”

"No, no, you don't feel it. You're just imagining. The real pain has to be felt with the heart. ”

What should the hell do you do with this ....... Yuan Tianhua was sweating profusely, still scolding in annoyance, damn the will of the universe, damn this world.

"Is that okay? I can't stop until you really feel the pain. As your mentor, this is my responsibility. ”

"But, but, how to ......"

"Don't try to imagine it, but really know it with your heart. Think like this: 'I'm the one who made you so miserable now.'" ’”

The voice of the Blind Master was full of pain.

"Got it? It's you who make me so miserable now. ”

I'm about to suffocate. What the hell is it going to take to shut up this dead bald man?

"Please save me anyway." The Dumb Master made a hoarse voice. Damn old man!

"Stop this. Please help me. "It's over, huh?

I don't know how to describe the atmosphere. Knowing that this was an unreasonable thing, Yuan Tianhua could only hypnotize himself that he had been torturing the Venerable Master. Tears flowed uncontrollably.

The Master of Shame groaned in pain. The muscles around the knife were spasming slightly.

After that, something incredible happened. Suddenly, Yuan Tianhua's body became very stiff and completely unable to move. Little by little, the horizon narrowed, and there was a strong feeling of pressure in the chest, and I couldn't breathe,

"Please don't kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pain between his left chest and the top of his head was as if he had been pierced by a sharp sword. Unable to maintain his balance anymore, he collapsed on the tatami mat.

Heart...... Gasping and out of breath. Yuan Tianhua is like a goldfish discarded on land, with its mouth open and closed, but it is useless. "Damn it! My current physical fitness has actually reached such a point, this unlucky death mechanism! ”。

When Yuan Tianhua gasped for a while and pretended to be awake, he opened his eyes to see that the Master was staring at his face from above, as if he was looking at an experimental animal.

"Cheer up."

The hazy eyes reflected the unsightly Venerable Man standing aside. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like he's seriously injured.

"Take a good look, I'm not hurt at all. This knife is a fake, specially designed to not stab people. ”

The Master pressed the tip of the knife with his hand, and the blade retracted into the hilt.

Yuan Tianhua lay motionless on the ground for a while, pretending not to know what was going on, but there were waves in his mind. Because Yuan Tianhua has only watched the animated version of "New World", he has not delved too deep into the roots of this work, but at this time he also knows that the old monk is deliberate. I couldn't help but scold again.

The pain in my chest disappeared at some point. My body is also gradually able to move.

Yuan Tianhua stood up tremblingly, but couldn't say a word.

"Surprised, huh? However, in the final exam, you have already passed. Then you have nothing to worry about. This grants you the mantra you deserve. ”

Although Yuan Tianhua's body had returned to normal, he could only nod silently, he was afraid of being seen through by the old man in front of him, the water in this world was still very deep.

"Don't forget the pain you just experienced, though. Be sure to recall them if you have the chance. Be sure to keep this in mind. The words of the Venerable Master seemed to penetrate the heart.

"It's not just the mana, it's the suffering that really makes the difference between humans and beasts."

The praying monk threw something resembling a pill into the brazier and poured incense oil into it, and the flames on the Goma altar suddenly came to life.

The sound of the monks chanting at the back of the hall echoed in the ears of Yuan Tianhua like an endless sound.

After fasting and bathing, he changed into a white robe like a dead man, and sat behind the praying monk with his hands folded.

During the endless ritual of protecting the demons, mental fatigue reaches its peak. It's almost dawn. All sorts of thoughts came to his mind like bubbles, and then shattered. It's no longer possible to think coherently.

It is said that every time he throws something into the flames, his original sins and troubles are purified by the flames, but it has been going on for so long, so is he born a person who is full of sins and troubles?

"Your mind and body must have been a lot lighter. Burn off the last bit of your worries now! ”

From behind came the voice of the unbelievable master.

Yuan Tianhua folded his hands and bowed. It's finally about to be liberated.

"Look at the flames."

The voice that came out of the darkness no longer seemed to be a blind man, but a mysterious voice from the sky.

"Look at the flames."

He stared at the flames that tossed and flickered in the triangular furnace that lay on the Goma altar.

"Try to manipulate the flames."

"I can't do it."

Since Zhu Ling appeared, Yuan Tianhua has not taken the initiative to use the mana successfully.

"It's okay, it can be done. Try to shake the flames. ”

He stared at the flames.

"Left, right. Shake...... Shake it up. ”

Although it was a little difficult to concentrate, after a while, as if in focus, the image of the flames was clearly reflected in Yuan Tianhua's mind—the brightest and largest inner flame, the almost transparent inner flame core, and the most intense and dark outer flame.

Get moving, get moving.

No, the flame should not be operated directly, suddenly realized. Although the flame is a collection of glowing particles, its body is too thin.

To manipulate the air.

Yuan Tianhua's consciousness was clearer again, and this time even the phantoms around the outer flame could be keenly captured. It was a rising stream of completely transparent heat.

Concentration is up again. Flow, flow...... A little faster.

The next moment, it was as if a strong wind was blowing, and the flames shook sharply.

Did it.

It was a moment of brilliant victory. I didn't think I could do it by manipulating objects with my mind without using my hands.

Yuan Tianhua took a long, deep breath, trying to stretch out the tentacles of consciousness around the flames.

"It's good to get there, stop now."

Stopped by a stern voice, the concentration crumbled like a house made of cards, and the reflection of the flames was swallowed up by darkness.

"Your last trouble is your mana."

Yuan Tianhua couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while.

"Please leave your worries behind. In order to be liberated, everything must be purified in a pure flame. ”

It's an unbelievable idea. But why give up the mana you've just learned? At this time, Watanabe's thoughts when he did the ritual in the early season, but Hara Tianhua knew that it was just a small step.

"The ability given by God must first be returned to the gods and Buddhas. From now on, your mana will be sealed in this puppet. ”

Disobedience cannot be allowed. In front of Yuan Tianhua, there were two half-paper folded dolls. The head and body of the doll are written in Sanskrit and some kind of strange text. (Half paper: A type of Japanese paper, 24-26 cm long and 32.5-35 cm wide.) )

"Please manipulate the puppet to stand up."

This time the problem is obviously much more difficult than just now.

However, after a while, the paper puppet shook slightly, and slowly grew larger in his field of vision.

"Try to imagine this puppet in your mind."

Heads made of paper. Body made of paper. Limbs made of paper.

But it does take the shape of a human being.

The suggestion of the self and the sensation of one's body gradually coincide with the paper puppet, and the slight pressure on the feet is used to maintain balance with the essentials of standing up with a tumbler.

The paper puppet stood up with a sudden thud. Once again, I couldn't help but feel joy and motivation in my heart.

"Pushanization. Your mana will be sealed here! ”

The deafening sound resounded all around, almost shaking the prayer hall. The shining image in my heart turned into powder once again.

Six long needles swished into the air like living creatures. The needle then penetrates the figure's head, torso, and limbs.

"Everything is burned! Burn all your troubles, and return to the boundless wasteland! ”

The monks praying on both sides picked up the puppet covered in needles with an almost exaggerated movement and threw it into the fire.

The spark exploded explosively, and the tongue of fire suddenly became high, almost hitting the ceiling of the prayer hall.

"Your mana has been destroyed."

Yuan Tianhua sat and watched the progress of all this at this time.

"Please look at the flames." Once again, the Venerable Master ordered Yuan Tianhua.

"You can't manipulate the flames anymore. Try. "This unforgiving voice.

As the Venerable Master said, staring at the flames, this time he didn't see anything. No matter how anxious I was to cast the spell, nothing happened.

It seems that the mana has been sealed by powerful hints.

"You took refuge in the supreme god Buddha and renounced your mana." The Master suddenly changed back to a warm and soft tone and said.

"Therefore, the supreme mercy of the Great Sun Nyora, hereby grant you the correct mantra, summon a new spirit, and once again, bestow upon you the power of mantra."

Both shoulders were hit hard by the bamboo whip. Yuan Tianhua lowered his head, and the voice of chanting became louder and louder.

The Unseen Master leaned into his ear and gave him the mantra in a whisper that only he could hear.

The ceremony is over, and the mission is about to begin. (Ask for collection; Ask for a referral vote)