Mengjiao's hand on Song Hui's shoulder suddenly increased in strength, as if the heavens and the earth collapsed, and everything in the universe was about to pour down, and at the same time, the true qi in Song Hui's body was not shortly evaporated, so that he had no way to operate the true qi to protect himself. "I'm willing to submit, I'm willing to be tempered by you!

"I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!" Meng Jiao laughed, sat down cross-legged, clasped his hands together and slapped forward, a Zen light shot out from the blank palm, and the originally plain palm suddenly bloomed with brilliance, drawing the power of the blessing of Buddha light from the endless void. contaminated his whole person with more brilliance. In the palm of the Buddha's country, there were already nearly two hundred people at this time, and they all recited the scriptures in the Zhantan Transformation Demon Sutra together, and in an instant, because all of them were believers, they were willing to unite with each other, but in an instant, they converged into a huge wave of sound, and the infinite Buddha light shone down, drilled into Song Hui's eyebrows, and wrapped the spiritual origin of his sea of consciousness in it, Song Hui's face suddenly showed a painful look, and those Buddha light scriptures could not penetrate into his spiritual origin. This Zhan Tan Demon Sutra, after reciting the scriptures together with believers, the Zen light and Buddha light transformed are enough to forcibly transform the true qi period martial artists, but for the innate martial artists, the effect is not very great, but it will make the other party feel uncomfortable, after all, it is not pure supernatural powers, there is no attack power, it is purely crossing. If Song Hui was unwilling, let alone more than 200 people, even if it was thousands of people, who had been reciting scriptures for thousands of years, they couldn't touch him at all, which made Meng Jiao feel very uncomfortable. The secret path of this Tan Transformation Demon Sutra is really not powerful, just wait for the strength to reach in the future, and immediately have to practice a stronger Degree Transformation Sutra!

"Song Hui. Do you still have luck in your heart, hoping that someone from the Song family will come to save you? I advise you to let go of your obsession and lead the Zen light of this Tanhua Demon Sutra into your heart. Otherwise, you will die immediately, and if you resist my transit, your role will be gone, and whether you live or die will be in your thoughts. Meng Jiao snorted coldly, the innate limit of spiritual power was ready. There was a deafening roar that could not be heard by the ears and could only be telepathically. But it makes people's hearts tremble and can't help themselves.

Sure enough, this roar made Song Hui tremble, and he felt that Mengjiao's spiritual power was countless times stronger than his own. A helpless thought. Rising directly in his heart, the spiritual defense began to let go, allowing the Buddha's light to enter his natal consciousness sea. Gradually, his spiritual origin was stained with a layer of gold, from the outside to the inside. His face changed from resentment to peace, as if he had let go of all his resentment, and was transformed by Buddhism and Zen, even if it was an enemy. will also be dead to you. This is the power of crossing.

If you talk about tempering an ordinary person, you can get a little willingness. That degree of transformation of a true qi stage martial artist, the power of desire obtained is ten points. Meng Jiao originally thought that although the innate martial artist was strong, he also had his limitations, and at most he could only bring him a hundred points of wishing power. But when he turned Song Hui into a degree, he felt the sudden extra Dao Dao cold current in his body, and his face unconsciously showed surprise, because he found that he was just an innate martial artist, and the benefits brought to him were nearly two hundred times more than Luo Qiancheng, which made him sigh in his heart, sure enough, the innate and true qi periods, and even the acquired realm, are two different levels, not to mention the perception of heaven and earth, just looking at the benefits.

After all, their boss, the Zhun Ti saint is relying on the great vow to preach the Tao, if he can't save enough people, then his fate can be imagined, in order to keep himself, but also to promote the great teaching, he has studied this kind of exercises and supernatural powers, no less than 100 kinds. If you don't overdo sentient beings, you must teach the Dharma to sentient beings, but sentient beings are attracted by karma and have karma themselves, so if you don't ask them to come to study Buddhism, they will obediently listen to you and come to learn Buddhism from you. If sentient beings were so easy to transform, everyone in the world would have learned Buddhism. It stands to reason that you must first eliminate the karma of sentient beings, and then plant the good roots for sentient beings to learn Buddhism, so that sentient beings will be blessed to learn Buddhism from you, and only then can sentient beings receive the Dharma you are talking about. However, Buddhism is not a good hall, how can there be so much time to do good deeds? Therefore, the Great Pudu Technique, the degree of nerves, and even the Sutra of Tanhua and so on, without your consent, directly come into being forcibly degreed, which does not require you to voluntarily, and does not require you to eliminate karma, as long as you are tempered, it is equivalent to starting a new life, and from then on you can 'start a new life', and as for the person who has tempered you, then you can get the corresponding wish and merit, because you have done good deeds, and prevent these people from doing evil in the future.

As the study of Buddhism exercises becomes more and more profound, Mengjiao's indescribable admiration for the creation of this sect is really too obscene! As long as you are strong enough, whether the other party wants to or not, you can directly turn into your own person, and even deal with the thoughts in your heart, you can change together, but it is no wonder that Buddhism flourished later, and Taoism could not be turned over, but now that I have inherited the Buddhist heritage, it means that God's will is in me, plus the preferential treatment of the main god, plus the power of the mysterious black stone, there are so many advantages, if you can't achieve the strongest, then I'm afraid that no one in this world can break through that layer of realm.

Holding Song Hui's mobile phone, Mengjiao kept coming and going in the city of Kyoto, with the passage of time, the Buddha in his left hand has accommodated nearly 3,000 people, including 203 true qi period martial artists, 11 innate martial artists, only 100 square meters, accommodating more than 3,000 people, but no one protested, everyone was meditating and practicing in the size of the place, constantly reciting the Zhantan Demon Sutra, this harmonious atmosphere, let him feel quite comfortable in his heart, and secretly sighed that he was still his own believers who could be trusted, even if the environment was poor, they were all regarded as tribulations to sharpen themselves, this is a good comrade！

"Buddha, this heaven and earth has reached the limit of accommodation, do you see if you should expand the space first, let it bear a little more, and vacate some space in an instant, otherwise there will be believers in the future, let alone meditate, even if you are standing, it will be too crowded. Song Ming, the seventh elder of the Song family, clasped his hands together and said in a calm tone, he is the second master in the Song family besides Song Ru, and his strength has reached the peak of the middle innate stage, and he has vaguely touched the edge of the late stage. This time, in order to control the overall situation, the Song family sent all the elders out. Even a few guest secretaries didn't stay, letting them sit in the major gangs and keep an eye on Mengjiao's movements, which seems to be a bit wasteful, but it shows that they are concerned about this matter, but it's a pity that these people are all caught now. If Song Ru knew, he would have made a decision and buried all the strong people of the Song family. I'm afraid I have to vomit three liters of blood!

"How are those refining materials?" Hearing Song Ming's request, Meng Jiao frowned, of course he knew that strengthening the Buddha Kingdom in his palm was the most important thing. After all, even if the formation is arranged. It is also necessary to take the Buddha country in his palm as the base, if this magic power is too brittle, the effect of the formation will not be much, but you know, he must ensure that the refining materials can be refined in seven days, no, all in six days, so that he has enough time to arrange the formation. Then take the opportunity to break through, as for why it must be selected within six days. That's because in six days, he is about to enter the secret realm of reincarnation and continue to complete the task, and the sense of urgency in his heart continues to rise, letting him know that in the near future, he will face many crises, which is not up to him, let alone retreat, he can only strive forward, with his fists, to make a way!

"The refining materials have been completely dissolved by my Buddhist Sect Wish Power, and only the condensation and shaping remain, and various magic circles have been injected into it. Although the question did not get any answer, Song Ming's face still did not show any displeasure, as if the neglected person was not him, and still answered the question in that peaceful tone, Mengjiao was still thinking about when he could refine those materials, hearing this answer, his eyes immediately lit up, and he said in surprise, "It has been smelted? Okay, then I will increase the strength of the Buddha Kingdom in my palm now, so that it can carry more believers." ”

"Amitabha, the Buddha's move is very good! I hope that we will follow the Buddha and one day be able to perform the Dharma and become a Buddha, so that we will not come to this world in vain!" Song Ming bowed to the void, and then sat back on the ground with his knees crossed. Now they have just been tempered, but they are the lowest believers, the Buddha is a strong man who cultivates Buddhism, and his strength is comparable to that of Arhats, he usually recites sutras and prays, and when the Buddha needs it, he rushes out of the Buddha to fight, Song Ming can say this, it can be seen that in his heart, he has indeed regarded himself as a member of Buddhism, which makes Mengjiao quite satisfied, and he can't help but praise in his heart, the method of Buddhism is easy to use, and the soldier who surrenders without a fight is said to be this!

More than 3,000 people chanting the power of the will, flooded in the palm of the Buddha's country, originally because of the containment of the dream, these wishes were all integrated into the refining materials, has not been absorbed by this heaven and earth, now there is no limit, thousands of silk threads shot out of the void, directly swept away those wishes, and even the calm void is constantly expanding, cracking a small opening, that is the deeper space of the Buddha country, when this side of the world is completely stable, can withstand the power of the innate limit, the second layer of heaven and earth will be born.

A mist is hazy, like a veil covering the heavens and the earth, but in the depths, there is a place like a paradise. Here the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the willows are shady, a few sudden dog barks, and does not break the tranquility here, but seems to wake up the deep sleep, the sound of human language slowly echoes, the dog barks and the rooster also sounds at this moment, in this paradise, it is a mountain village, although there are not many people in the village, but they are neighbors of each other for generations, and they can be described as a peaceful relationship.

The first fourth house in the south of the village is a separate house, although the layout of the house is simple, but it is extremely comfortable to look at, at the door, a few ears of golden hairtail grass, dotted with a trace of spring. In the courtyard, neat firewood was piled up into a hill, several wooden round chairs were placed around, and there was a wooden table with teacups and teapots on it. At this moment, an old man with a wrinkled face was sitting on a chair and sipping tea. Although this person is full of white hair, he does not look old at all, he holds the teacup, after taking a sip, he looks up at the house, and a ray of essence flashes in his eyes from time to time, obviously this is a martial artist who has practiced true qi.

"Damn, what kind of place is this?" Meng Jiao frowned, looked around in confusion, and when he saw the old man, the whole person was stunned, his eyes slowly turned red, and he muttered, "Grandpa?!"

Hearing Mengjiao's shout, the old man showed a kind smile in his eyes, drank a cup of tea comfortably, and looked extremely peaceful.

"No, my grandfather is dead, his obsession was absorbed by the Black Stone, and he is trapped in the second layer of the Black Stone at the moment, and I am not here, if I am not mistaken, I was cultivating the Buddha Kingdom in my palm just now, it is difficult to achieve this Buddhist exercise. Will it also attract illusions?" Meng Jiao's eyes flickered, and he raised his head to meet the eyes of the old man who looked almost the same as his grandfather, and immediately ran a few steps to the old man's side. In a cold voice, he said, "Who the hell are you?"

The old man put down the teacup and stretched out his hand to touch Mengjiao's head, but he avoided it, he didn't care, and said with a smile, "Who you say I am, who I am, who do you want to see most in your heart." I am who I am!"

This plausible answer, Meng Jiao was very dissatisfied and was about to speak. At this time, a figure came from outside the door, "Mengjiao, is your grandfather at home?" A middle-aged man. Walking from outside the door, he glanced around, put his eyes on the old man, and said with a smile, "Uncle Meng, I plan to go into the mountains tomorrow to see if I can catch some ordinary beasts, so that I can sell them for some money." The child is about to go to school at the martial arts academy, so he can't go without money. ”

"Good. You're here to borrow a knife, right? It's in the corner, so go get it yourself. Without waiting for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, the old man waved his hand and pointed to the corner of the wall, which made the man wonder what to say, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, bow to the old man, walk to the corner of the wall, pick up a big knife with cold light, and walk out from the door.

From beginning to end, Mengjiao didn't look back, because when the middle-aged man came, he was already aware of it, this scene, he was not unfamiliar, because more than half a year ago, when he was about to report to the martial arts academy, this scene happened in his house, the knife was the only relic left by his father, it should be treasured, but weapons always have to be used, the people in the village, relying on the strength of the handle, often lent out to hunt, and when they came back to return the knife, they didn't forget to send them some meat, some beasts here, most of them are goods that have not evolved completely, not to mention the acquired realm, even if it is the true qi period, it can't be compared, at most it is faster, so it is not difficult to deal with, But this time, I'm afraid it's not that simple, thinking of the man's result, he sighed, looked at the old man deeply, turned around and went back to the house, and sat cross-legged on the ground, as if he was asleep. It's just that his gaze showed deep doubts.

"Uncle Zhang, are you going to the mountains again?" Walking on the road, I saw a man holding a knife in his hand, and everyone in the village said so. The middle-aged man was not annoyed, and greeted them one by one.

"What are you doing in the mountains?" a woman's voice came from outside the village, and I saw an old woman with white hair walking over with a column of vegetables in her hand. The middle-aged man immediately walked a few steps quickly, went up to take the vegetable basket, and said, "Mother, I heard the second cow in the east of the village say that the mountains have not been peaceful recently, and there are many wild beasts that have run away, and it is suspected that there are powerful guys running over, we are going to find a few people, go up together to see, if you are lucky, kill a few more beasts, and our boy's livelihood will be settled in the future." ”

The old woman opened her mouth to say something, but in the end, she looked at her son, sighed, and shook her head. He knew the poverty of the village and had heard of the difficulty of begging for life in the city, so he could not dissuade him, and only hoped that his son would return safely.

The days passed, and the middle-aged man, after leaving, never came back. The old woman waited day and night, but in the end she was waiting for a mutilated corpse. Under the grief, he fainted, and his breath weakened day by day, and there was no longer a day to wake up. Even the man's son, after hearing the news, rushed into the mountains with red eyes and never came out, and no one knows what the result will be.

"Have you guessed who I am?" the old man was still drinking his tea, and his tone was not hurried.

"Heart Demon," Meng Jiao was also not in a hurry, the old man heard the answer, his eyes shrank, and he laughed, "You have already guessed my identity? Yes, your spirit is so strong, it is impossible not to guess! When the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand is promoted for the first time, you will encounter the trial of the heart demon, and it will not be so troublesome in the future, I originally wanted you to recall your childhood, because I knew that you were not nostalgic at all, boring, boring!"

The old man laughed, and the whole person turned into a colorful glow and flew into the sky, and a moment later suddenly appeared from the sky, emitting ten thousand rays of light. This light was extremely domineering, and where it shone it was, it was like a hot soldering iron placed in the snow, and the bird song of the paradise here suddenly disappeared. The floral fragrance is no longer diffuse. The houses in the mountain village immediately dissipated, turning into white mist, spreading out in all directions, slowly getting lighter and more blurred. One house after another, with the light of the light, all disappeared, and finally, only the third house in the north head stood alone. Mengjiao's gaze showed a hint of strangeness, he stared at the colorful glow, and muttered in his mouth, "I don't have nostalgia at all? How could I not be nostalgic! If not, why should I delay here for so long! If not, how could I keep staring at your face! Just because I know that the road has been chosen, there is no possibility of regret, I am no longer qualified to hesitate, I can only strive forward, that's all. (To be continued......)