Chapter 469: Dao Heart Throbbing
"Don't thank me, this is my promise to you, your demon heart has been completely gone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Six ears smiled, and nodded at the position of Xiao Lingyu's heart, making Xiao Lingyu a little dazed, and there was nothing abnormal in his chest when he looked down.
The next moment, Xiao Lingyu suddenly felt his body tremble slightly, his body shook uncontrollably, like a sifting chaff, something seemed to be pouring out of his heart.
The six ears on the opposite side lit up, and his smile was even brighter, Xiao Lingyu's trend, I am afraid that it is a blessing in disguise, and his comprehension of the laws in the Tao has improved.
The reason why Xiao Lingyu stopped at the peak of the Lin Immortal and never made progress was because he was different from ordinary people, and if he wanted to enter the ranks of mortal immortals, he had to comprehend the Tao in his heart.
His Tao is the Tao of Sun Wukong, although it is only an imitation of Sun Wukong, but it must also be understood.
Fortunately, Sun Wukong's Tao is also the Tao of the six ears, they are all the ultimate power, and the so-called ultimate power in their hearts is tearing, and the law of tearing is their way.
Now what Xiao Lingyu is about to face is the law of tearing, and his body is constantly shaking, because of the comprehension of the law that he is about to face, a normal phenomenon.
"What's wrong with me?"
Xiao Lingyu looked down at his hands, the tremors were getting worse and worse, he couldn't control it completely, and his whole body fell to the ground like convulsions.
The people next to him immediately panicked and hurriedly surrounded him, wanting to help Xiao Lingyu.
They were all stopped by Liu'er, who said with a smile: "Don't worry, Xiao Lingyu has achieved the Dao heart, and the difference is enlightenment." ā
Xiao Lingyu's consciousness was still very clear, he could hear the voices of everyone around him, this so-called Dao Heart, it was just his heart beating.
But Xiao Lingyu has a feeling that he is about to usher in a transformation, which will make him completely disconnect from the outside world.
The feeling became stronger and stronger, Xiao Lingyu didn't understand what he would go through, and hurriedly shouted: "Liu'er, help me resurrect the ghost, with the soul of the shadow, I don't want him to die like this for no reason!"
"Don't worry about me, I'll get through it!"
Taking advantage of the last moment, Xiao Lingyu shouted these words.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Lingyu felt that the world in front of him was dark, his hearing and vision had disappeared, and he couldn't feel the existence of the outside world, the only thing he could feel was his shaking, constantly shaking body.
From the outside, Xiao Lingyu's eyes suddenly lost their luster, lying on the ground like a dead man, and the only evidence that he was alive was his constantly shaking body.
"Senior brother will be fine, right?" Zhu Bajie's two big nostrils were reversed, and his nose was wrinkled.
"Others don't know, don't you know? Enlightenment is just a small thing for him, and the soul in his body is Sun Wukong. ā
Liu'er said expressionlessly, except for Xiao Lingyu, he had never had a good face towards anyone.
After saying this, Liu'er didn't want to say more, just now Xiao Lingyu asked him to deal with the matter of the Soul, which was not an excessive request, and the Shadow Soul also needed to be dealt with, which was a good way.
Six Ears only needs to erase all of the Shadow's memories, then infuse the Stygian's memories into it, and modify some memories to make the Stygian become a second Shadow and reborn.
Just as he wanted to do it, a thought suddenly flashed in Liu'er's mind, no, he can't do that, if he does that, even if the ghost is resurrected, it will not end well, and the matter of the shadow has already given him a warning.
After thinking for a moment, Liu'er grinned, "Then do it, this should be the identity he has." ā
Six Ears didn't know what to think, and smiled so weirdly, he closed his eyes, and a black light appeared in his hand, and he began to rest the soul of the dark shadow.
Regarding Xiao Lingyu's enlightenment, Liu'er didn't pay much attention to it, in Liu'er's heart, Xiao Lingyu's enlightenment was a matter of course, and there was no need to worry about it at all.
No matter how worried the people outside are, they can't help Xiao Lingyu, enlightenment is Xiao Lingyu's own business, and it is useless for others to be anxious.
......
In a blur, Xiao Lingyu felt that his body was drifting, becoming weak and weak, as if it had become a cloud, floating in the endless void.
When he opened his eyes, there was nothingness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything, Xiao Lingyu was anxious, he opened his mouth to ask, "Is there anyone?"
The drifting seemed endless, Xiao Lingyu kept floating in this void, his mood became more and more irritable, and he couldn't do anything.
Time passed slowly, Xiao Lingyu secretly calculated, about two days had passed? He didn't know, he only knew that it had been a long time by feeling.
......
In the void, he was drifting, he forgot his name, he forgot the time, he forgot what he had done, his consciousness told him that he should be a cloud, and he needed to look for something far away.
What are you looking for? His head hurts and he can't remember.
"If you can't remember, don't think about it anymore, it's a normal thing anyway, let's sleep for a while, maybe when I wake up, the scenery will change, and I'll find what I'm looking for." ā
He closed his eyes, his eyes turned from nothingness to darkness, and he slept peacefully.
......
One day, he asked himself, am I really a cloud? I've been floating for so long, why can't I find what I'm looking for, what am I looking for?
He didn't know how long he had been wandering, he couldn't remember exactly, he only knew that from the moment he opened his eyes, there was nothingness all around, and when he closed his eyes, it was darkness.
Open his eyes, close his eyes, and so on, he doesn't know how many times he's been through it.
"Who the hell am I, what am I looking for?"
He asked himself again, his head began to hurt again, if he usually would choose to sleep, but today he didn't do this, but asked himself even more resentfully, "Who am I?"
He was tired of wandering around like this, he should have a name, one thing to do, not to live like this.
By the way, I have a headache, I'm not a cloud, how can I have a headache?
No, I am not a cloud, I am a human being, I have a loud name, my name can make the heavens and the earth tremble for me!
He screamed like this, silently, ignoring the feeling of a splitting headache, and kept asking himself, what am I called? What am I called?
The pain in his mind had spread all over his body, as if it were cracks that were about to tear his entire body to shreds, but the more this happened, the more he insisted, he knew that he was asking the right question.
Even if he is torn, he doesn't want to wander endlessly like this anymore, he wants to know the answer!
This stubbornness lit the torch in his heart, and suddenly, he felt his body burn like a flame.
My name is Monkey King?
This strange name suddenly popped up in his mind, and he seemed to understand that his name was Monkey King.