Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu didn't know what was going on, so they could only stare straight at the flashing cocoon. The monk's gaze was filled with disbelief, incomprehension, anger, and disappointment. He looked up to the sky and roared, "Why?

This move made Qin Yifan and the others even more confused, but it is certain that Qin Xiaoling must have changed something in the cocoon. However, even if Qin Xiaoling was a thousand-year-old yin corpse, surrounded by several Buddha treasures and the monk's blood full of Buddha power, could there be any way to bring the dead back to life? But if this was not the case, why did the monk have such expressions and movements?

Soon, the changes that occurred on the cocoon explained the two of their doubts.

As if the layers of Buddha treasures and Buddha blood scriptures added by monks seemed to have no effect, a white and flawless hand slowly stretched out from the cocoon, and two fingers grasped a page of the scriptures in his hand, and carefully and slowly peeled it off. The words on the scriptures still radiated a dazzling but not dazzling golden light, but it had no effect on the hand.

I don't know when, the piercing hissing sound and foul-smelling white smoke have long since disappeared. All three of them watched with a bit of a blank look at the hand that uncovered the pages around them one by one, and placed them on the pages in front of them out of thin air. It was as if an invisible hand was slowly holding the scriptures, hanging in the air without moving.

The Sanskrit pattern formed by the Buddha's blood also regained its viscous liquid form under the gentle touch of that hand, and it gathered drop by drop, like a scripture, hanging in the air.

Behind the uncovered pages, bursts of light as comfortably as the light on the pages shot out, and no one could see what was inside. With the movement of the hand, the pages of the scriptures were removed and sorted out one by one, and the Buddha's blood also gathered more and more drops.

When all the scriptures were combined into a complete Diamond Sutra, all the blood also gathered into a pile and slowly flew towards the monk who was on the ground. The monk couldn't believe what was in front of him, so he sat still, not moving, and let the blood burrow back into his body from his wrist veins as if it were alive. His eyes looked at the cocoon without blinking.

Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu were also like two puppets that had been put on hold, not moving, watching all this in amazement. I don't know when, the brilliant golden light has already shone on the two of them, and the wound on Qin Yifan's body is closing little by little under the irradiation of the golden light, and what's more, even the blood on the placket seems to automatically drill back into the wound. It's just that everything in front of him is making people can't believe their eyes at all, and he is surprised that he doesn't notice the changes that happened to him at all.

The silver dragon revealed its body, a twisted and soft nine-ring Zen staff, the hand reached out and grabbed the head of the staff, and with a slight shake, the Zen staff returned to normal, and the nine huge gold rings shook for a while, making a crisp sound.

"Luo ...... Luohan's golden body!" The monk's eyes were still in disbelief with doubt, and even his arms trembled a little. Suddenly, the monk knelt on the ground and shouted wildly: "Why? Why? Why can a zombie have the golden body of an Arhat, but my monk has been practicing diligently for hundreds of years, but I am still a mortal fetus? Heaven is unfair, the Buddha is unfair, and the monk is not convinced! I am not convinced!"

The frenzied screams were heard far and wide, and I don't know if anyone heard them. However, Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu were like lightning strikes, looking at the situation in front of them, they glanced at each other again, making sure that they were not alone in hearing the monk's shout, and then moved their eyes to the golden light, and could no longer take their eyes off.

The golden light slowly weakened, and the green jade Buddha statue on the top of the cocoon and the surrounding Buddhist beads had already returned to normal, hanging in the air together with the scripture and Zen staff, not moving. Then, the golden light slowly weakened, slowly returning to nothingness, and the two finally saw the scenery inside.

An indescribable female body, standing quietly in the void. It looks like he is about a teenager, his eyes are closed, his jade body is naked, his skin is like coagulation, his eyebrows are like Yuandai, and his body is perfect and there is nothing to say. It's just that even if it's [***], it makes people look like there is no trace of blasphemy, only an indescribable pure heart, clear and free.

The girl's eyes opened slightly, glanced at everyone, stretched out her hand, and the blood-colored light veil wrapped around the Taoist priest seemed to come to life, flying up dexterously, wrapping the girl very gently. However, this time it was not Qin Xiaoling's full body coverage before, but the way she dressed like a normal person. Originally, where the Taoist priest was, there was only a puff of dry bones left, which instantly turned into bone powder, and when the wind blew, it drifted away in the wind.

"Little ...... Ling?" Qin Yifan was a little afraid to confirm, and whispered hesitantly. The girl heard it clearly, with a sweet smile on her face, and with a cheerful pace, she arrived at Qin Yifan's side in a few steps.

"It's me!" As soon as the girl opened her mouth to admit it, Qin Yifan also knew the identity of the girl in front of her. It's just that all this is happening in a way that is too bizarre, mysterious, weird, and very unreasonable, but it is really happening in front of my eyes. From the thousand-year-old Yin corpse to the golden body of the Arhat in the monk's mouth, this huge change made Qin Yifan doubt everything he saw with his eyes.

Qin Xiaoling smiled sweetly, stretched out her hand and nodded on Qin Yifan's body, and after a period of indescribable comfort, Qin Yifan found that none of the wounds on his body just now could not be found, and Lin Qiulu next to him also stood up intact.

"You, you, have you come back to life?" For a while, Qin Yifan really couldn't find the right words to describe his feelings, so he just blurted out subconsciously. Qin Xiaoling in front of her is still like a zombie, she is a living person at all!

"Nope. Qin Xiaoling was not at all annoyed by Qin Yifan's question, and still answered Qin Yifan with a sweet smile and a crisp voice: "Xiaoling is still a yin corpse." ”

"Bold and demonic, even you dare to pretend to be an arhat, what else do you dare not do? Suffer death!" Before Qin Yifan could accept the facts in front of him, a loud shout next to him interrupted Qin Yifan's thoughts. The monk held the nine-ring Zen staff in one hand and the Diamond Sutra in the other, and shouted loudly not far away. Obviously, after hearing Qin Xiaoling's answer, he recovered his cultivation a little.

It seems that after the golden light just now, there are no scars on the monk's body. The Buddha Treasure Diamond Sutra in his hand flew out of his hand, turning into huge bay leaves in the air, and swept towards Qin Xiaoling again.

Qin Xiaoling stretched out her hand, and the countless scattered scriptures and bay leaves automatically turned into normal pages when they approached Qin Xiaoling's side, and in the blink of an eye, they returned to the appearance of the Diamond Sutra and held it in Qin Xiaoling's hand.

"Bold and demonic, you, you pretend to be an arhat, aren't you afraid of the Buddha's guilt?" The monk's attack was ineffective, and it was almost certain that everything on his body would be useless if he took it out. He could only stand not far away, pointing at Qin Xiaoling and shouting.

"What Buddha condemned, for the sake of your lack of injury to the owner, let you live. Qin Xiaoling's performance at the moment did not match the empty and round image just now, with a flick of her arm, a blood-colored light yarn grew wildly from the cuffs, and in a blink of an eye, she came to the monk: "Otherwise, even you will refine together!"

The monk was stunned for a moment, and looked at the blood-colored light veil in front of him for a moment's hesitation. The tragic situation of the Taoist priest just now immediately appeared in front of him, and seeing that the blood veil was about to envelop him, he screamed violently, and after a frightened and inexplicable expression on his face, he covered his head and ran into the distance frantically.

All three of them were stunned and stayed where they were. Listening to the monk's shouts and movements, in the blink of an eye, a monk who was still a profound cultivator turned into a madman who kept screaming! Those scriptures and Zen sticks fell to the ground, and he didn't think about taking them back.

Qin Yifan and the three of them looked at each other, could it be that a high-ranking monk would be frightened crazy by a thousand-year-old yin corpse? Who would believe it? But at the moment, there is no interest in chasing and killing a madman, Qin Xiaoling is right, anyway, the monk has not hurt Qin Yifan, and it seems that Qin Xiaoling has been indirectly fulfilled, so what's the harm in letting him live? Not to mention that he has become a madman now.

"Xiaoling, what happened?" The scene just now is incomprehensible, and there are no outsiders now, Qin Yifan just happened to communicate with Qin Xiaoling, at least to know what happened.

Qin Xiaoling told the story that all of this originated from the scene when the Taoist priest hurt Qin Yifan after Qin Xiaoling was restrained. Qin Xiaoling's surname is kind, and since she regained her control, she has not done any evil. The previous Crouching Tiger Villa and Saint Maiden Peak were just when she just started to control herself, and she instinctively decided to make a move according to Qin Yifan's likes and dislikes. Once she was fully conscious, she never had it again.

But Qin Xiaoling still has a reverse scale, which is Qin Yifan. Any act that harms Qin Yifan, unless Qin Yifan has instructed him in advance, otherwise, any act that hurts Qin Yifan will cause Qin Xiaoling's crazy attack.

Even though Qin Xiaoling was bound by the silver dragon, the Taoist priest's behavior still angered Qin Xiaoling. It just so happened that the monk's words also gave Qin Xiaoling a little understanding. In the moment of becoming a Buddha and becoming a demon, Qin Xiaoling did not stop doing anything, attached all the natal essence blood of her yin corpse to the black veil, wrapped the Taoist priest heavily, and was finally sucked dry of the essence and blood, becoming a pile of dry bones.

And Qin Xiaoling herself, because she gave up her natal essence blood, also lost all the basis to compete with the Buddha treasure. But she also had a plan to take out all the skull Buddha beads, use the pure Buddha power of the monk, and at the same time corrode her body, guide into the Buddha beads, and break the power that sealed the resentful souls one by one, and release all the resentful souls.

(To be continued)