Ever since I wanted to make the aura, I've been looking at the Attinavajra Sutra over and over again.

The obscure scriptures make me have different understandings and feelings every time I read them.

I even feel that there are many things hidden in this scripture that I can't understand.

After reading it countless times, I can basically memorize the Atina Vajra Sutra backwards.

But I still don't think that's enough for me to really understand this half of the text.

I can't say that I'm even a little obsessive about to get rid of it.

At least I found the mantra and method in the Atina Vajra Sutra that can be transformed.

Perhaps it has something to do with the method I want to find, and this spell mark of transformation is very suitable for the Blood Rakshasa body.

Since I came back from the electronics factory, I have been closed almost except for eating and going to the toilet, concentrating on the study of the Atina Vajra Sutra.

When eating, the fourth uncle always showed a contradictory expression of wanting to speak and stopping, relieved and worried.

"You can take it easy, it's not that there is no such thing as a demon Buddha."

"Demon Buddha?"

I asked vaguely as I pulled the food into my mouth.

"It's a Buddhist disciple who is obsessed too much in his heart and has fallen into demons."

The fourth uncle tapped my head with chopsticks and patiently explained.

I have to say that the fourth uncle is the guide for me to enter the Xuanmen, and he is also the life mentor who brings me hope.

Not only did he teach me the art of yin-yang paper-cutting, but he also taught me a lot of things that I had never heard of before.

Those things I learned later that no matter how much money you spend or how many high-ranking people you visit, you can't learn a little bit.

I nodded graciously, but who would have thought that under the scriptures of the Atina Vajra Sutra written by the evil Buddha, something unexpected was hidden.

The Demon Buddha is made because of obsession, and the evil Buddha is not it.

The difference is only that the evil Buddha has found a new way to achieve the result he wants, although it is not recognized by Buddhism, but because the result is good, it is nothing more than not accepted by the world, and the method is not benevolent enough, so that he can become an existence that is feared and feared by others.

But the Demon Buddha is paranoid and does everything for his obsession, even if he is like the evil Buddha, he uses it to kill and stop killing, but because he doesn't get the desired result, he becomes more and more unscrupulous and indulges his desires.

There is essentially no difference, just a difference in the size of the pattern.

After a lot of consideration, I finally decided to use the Heart Purification Talisman, the Purification Talisman, and the Exorcism Talisman to make a container for the Blood Rakshasa.

I put a lot of effort into the aura of the Blood Rakshasa, and I repeated the draft of the paper cut more than fifty times alone.

After all, the more vivid and vivid it is, the closer it is to the appearance of the deity, the more the power of the deity can be used to the greatest extent.

The reason why I want to be perfect so much is because of my intentions.

Only when the appearance is close to the appearance of the Blood Rakshasa before his death, can the Blood Rakshasa be better allowed to enter voluntarily.

It's not that I'm so kind, but I want to use a bloodless way to cross the Blood Rakshasa without blood.

The effect of making the other party willing to be crossed is far better than the effect of the other party being forced, hateful and unwilling.

"Qin Li!"

I was holding scissors made from rhinoceros bones, which are said to have a soul-stabilizing effect, and I was about to put the scissors on the final draft rune paper when the Blood Rakshasa suddenly called out my name.

Frightened, he withdrew the scissors that he was about to start.

With a little temper on his face, he looked at the gray-black yin air mass floating beside him.

"Miss, don't you see what I'm doing?"

"My name is Jiang Wanrou."

Although the Blood Rakshasa's voice was hoarse, it was not as terrifying as when they first met.

Maybe it's because after a few days of getting along, I've gotten used to each other's voices.

"Yes."

I responded casually, but in my heart I thought that this name was quite nice, and it matched her appearance.

It's a pity that she died pitifully.

"If you do a good job, you will help me take revenge."

Jiang Wanrou didn't let me go, ignored my impatience, and continued to ask her what she cared about.

"Eldest sister, can you wait for me to finish my work!"

I impatiently scratched at my hair, which had become a chicken nest, put down the scissors in my hand, and lay on the rune paper where I had drawn the draft and wailed.

"You mean I can go back and possess the girl you like?"

Jiang Wanrou scolded me unceremoniously, not caring about my angry gaze at all.

I actually know what she thinks in her heart, it's nothing more than that since she left Su Ningyue's body and followed me to the paper-cutting shop, I studied the scriptures or rune paper every day, and I didn't ask her about the cause and effect at all, and I didn't mean to avenge her.

I felt like I had lied to her.

"Eldest sister, don't you think that with your own body, it will be more convenient than you to float? At least you can stand my offering! ”

I covered my head with the best attitude to explain.

No matter how weak the other party is now, it is still a blood rakshasa .

As long as the other party wants to, he can once again attract the surrounding yin qi and soul body to swallow the sea at any time, and become a blood rakshasa that makes all the people in the Xuanmen daunted.

"Really? I hope you don't lie to me, or you won't be able to stand the result. ”

The gray-black yin qi mass that Jiang Wanrou turned into gradually transformed into a hideous grimace and grinned at me.

The street lamp outside shone into the window, I don't know if Jiang Wanrou did it intentionally, or she didn't mean it, it just fell on her grimace.

It looks particularly unsettling.

I know that this is probably the limit of the Blood Rakshasa that is about to lose control and devour other souls and yin qi.

It is said that it is the instinct of the Blood Rakshasas to absorb the power of the living and the dead to strengthen themselves.

But Jiang Wanrou can curb her instincts, and she is also very powerful.

No wonder the fourth uncle kept telling me that this Blood Rakshasa was very special.

I was curious about how Jiang Wanrou went against her nature and followed me to make herself more powerful without devouring her soul body.

But after all, reason occupied the door, and there was no embarrassment to ask.

"Don't bother me, you'll have your own body in a while, what's going to be said. Otherwise, there is no place to buy regret medicine. ”

I took a deep look at the grimace.

I picked up the scissors again and began to concentrate on cutting the rune paper where I had drawn the draft.

I kept reciting the verses of the Atina Vajra Sutra that I had comprehended the Dharma of Transcendence.

"The sun and the moon have no roots, and the mysteries are bright. The spirit pattern is preserved, and the two coix are brought to. ”

"Heaven and earth are divided, and the three scenes are beautiful. The incense burns and lingers, and the ghosts and gods smell it. ”

……

I deliberately cut the paper according to the speed of the recitation of the scriptures, and although it was not obvious, I could still occasionally see the light gold scriptures.

As my recitation was kneaded into the part that had just been completed, for a while, the paper-cut gradually had a spiritual rhyme.