Chen Cuo's body sitting on the bed glowed with a faint light.

The little pig was still lying on the side of the bed, but with a pair of eyes, he couldn't stop glancing up, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this.

The little turtle lay on the pig's head, staring at Chen Cuo for a long time, and vaguely, he felt that Chen Cuo's faintly glowing figure coincided with the clay sculpture in his memory!

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In Mengze, Chen Cuo's figure appeared, and as soon as he raised his hand, a blank book condensed out.

"I'm afraid that the few new blank books will not be enough. ”

Within Mengze, although he can continue to copy, but the copy of the same item can only exist in one, such as the elixir, only by swallowing the previous one, can he continue to copy the next one, and he has previously copied a book to carry Chen Fangqing's memory fragments, and now he simply took the original.

As soon as his mind moved, golden light poured out from all parts of Chen Cuo's body, condensed in mid-air, and turned into characters, a total of one thousand and twenty-four, first suspended in the air, and then like flowing water, all of them were thrown into the book, condensed into gilded characters, page by page, as if floating on the pages of a book.

Chen mistakenly looked at the characters, and the golden lines reflected in the eyes, there was a lot of information to invade the heart.

These characters are condensed by the Dragon King of the Temple with his thoughts and memories, and they are the insights and experiences of his lifelong practice, and each one contains a lot of information. ”

After watching for a long time, he beckoned, and the sixty-four on the first page flew up, landing on his forehead one by one, merging into it.

Suddenly, there were sixty-four characters shining in my heart!

Countless light and shadow scenes, historical past, incense burning sorrow and joy echo in my heart!

"If I accept it all in one breath, the memory and temperament of the Temple Dragon King may be anti-guest-oriented, affecting my own consciousness and blinding my true self, so I should digest it slowly and gradually. ”

Before the little pig worshipped, at the end of the illusion, the moment Chen Cuo was present by the golden light, he also got a lot of information and knew a lot of tricks. Now, with the sixty-four characters merging, he sat cross-legged in the dream, gradually immersed.

"When the temple dragon king was a god, he comprehended the Shinto method from heaven and earth, and he can be called a natural god, which can really be said to be derived from heaven and earth, and this gift between him and me is really too heavy, alas......"

Ordinary gods will not pass on this information, because many of them are not only related to their own roots, but also symbolize the authority of Shinto, once stripped away, the foundation will be damaged.

How can the gods gather their thoughts and uphold the desires of the human heart, so how can they do such things that harm themselves and benefit others?

"After receiving this gift, you must forge ahead, fulfill your wishes, and treat your two Taoist friends well, I have also received the grace of the two of them, and I must repay it. ”

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Outside, Chen Cuo's body sitting on the bed rose with a faint light.

The light began to spread towards the surroundings along some strange connection, gradually disappearing, and sometimes bursting with sparks.

The way of the gods lies in the gathering of thoughts!

Chen Cuo comprehended the Shinto and comprehended the experience of the dragon king in the temple, and invisibly he was like a god, and he was connected with his own incense.

His incense is naturally the article to read!

Because of the dilapidated temple, the dragon king of the temple did not get much incense in his life, and there were not many pious disciples to remember.

His article is new, it is the time of popularity, there are people everywhere in the city chanting, that Shinto connection, when in the temple dragon king, there are not too many ripples, but gradually precipitated, but at this moment, it emanates from his body, like boiling oil falling into the fire, causing ripples when it lands!

Gradually, the invisible light spread more and more widely, rushing out of the house, following the countless literary and ideological connections, expanding in all directions!

People read!

Many people's thoughts based on the article "Painted Skin" trembled faintly at this moment.

The first to be affected was Chen Hai, who was not far away.

He read the article, gradually changed his opinion on Chen Cuo, and finally decided to take refuge, thinking about the Lord all the time, thinking about being favored and trusted, as a confidant, at this time, he was even more adhering to Chen Cuo's order, exploring at the foot of the mountain, and naturally had strong thoughts.

Suddenly, Chen Hai's body was stunned, and he was in a trance, and he saw a bright figure sitting in his heart, probing carefully, and found that the person was his own master!

He was shocked!

Woke up suddenly, sweating profusely, looking left and right, looking puzzled.

Wang Jin and the others, who were staying in the temple, were discussing the painting with great interest, but they suddenly had a sway, and a figure crossed the bottom of everyone's hearts, and then returned to normal, so no one noticed.

In the temple, the old monk's heart jumped, he was shocked, pinched his fingers, his face changed, and finally called Huizhi and asked him to go to the back mountain to check the Marquis of Linru County.

As soon as Huizhi left, the old monk frowned.

"This kind of vision, it seems to be a sign that the true self is about to ask the gods after it is clear, and it is not enough to get the formula and then comprehend it, right? It is the reincarnation of immortals, and it is too amazing, after all, the reincarnated person is shrouded in the mystery of the womb, forgetting the past, and it is more difficult to expel the worldly thoughts and see the true self. ”

When the thought fell, the old monk took a deep breath, deeply felt that the situation was chaotic, and finally made a decision, so he summoned the Vena monk.

"Send away the guests in the temple, close the temple for three days, have nothing to do with people, etc., don't enter and exit easily!"

The monk took the command.

At the same time, the formless and insubstantial human mind is still spreading rapidly......

This brilliance is centered on Guishan Temple, like a surging wave, fluttering everywhere, and in a blink of an eye, it is all over most of Jiankang City, and those who have seen and heard "Painted Skin" have all flashed a figure in their hearts!

Inside and outside the city, many divine thoughts rose up, and they were about to sweep away, but they were stunned at the same time, and then retreated one after another!

"What a guts!"

A cold snort came from the Taimiao, and an illusory five-clawed golden dragon flew out of it.

As soon as the dragon turned in the air, it turned into a mighty man, sitting on the dragon chair, and there was green energy coming from all directions, condensing elephant cars, drums, halberds, knives, bows and arrows, and preaching in front of this person.

There are clouds falling in the sky, surrounded by thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"Who is the little god, dare to act recklessly in my Dachen!"

He grasped it with his hands, and the golden light filled the sky, like the sunset!

All of a sudden, all the people in the city looked up, pointed, and some knew what was in front of them, and their expressions changed.

The golden light rolled and invaded, and it was about to shatter the full city of people's thoughts and brilliance, but after the golden light came into contact with the people's thoughts, the mighty man looked stunned and frowned.

"Clan bloodline?"

He squinted slightly, recognized that the source of this person's thoughts was not the current emperor, and then sneered again.

"In this case, why do I have to give up this thought? There are people in the clan who have a god in the flesh, this is the luck of the Chen family, after five or five counts, maybe they can still protect Da Chen, as for who is in charge, it has nothing to do with me......

As soon as he thought of this, he retracted the golden light in the sky, and as soon as the thought moved, a wisp of purple qi floated out of his forehead.

"I have luck, and I am a descendant of Hugh, but it is still just the beginning of the path, I want to shelter one or two, this wisp of dragon qi is enough to shelter, and it also saves me from fighting in the same room again, go!"

The voice fell, and the wisp of purple gas fell into the Guishan Temple, submerged into the half-waist courtyard, and when it came to Chen Cuo, it wrapped around his body silently, and no one noticed.

After doing this, the mighty man glanced at the palace, sneered, turned into a divine dragon again, and returned to the Taimiao.

All of a sudden, the vision vanished.

Soon, there was chaos in the palace, the chamberlains and palace maids ran back and forth, and when the news came out, everyone was silent.

And the people who spread throughout the city remembered the light, but no one cared for it.

However, after a few breaths, the invisible human thought of the brilliance suddenly paused, and quickly retracted, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to Chen Cuo's body!

In an instant, he was shaken violently, and his body was full of golden light!

A lot of information rushed in, filling his heart, making Chen Cuo in the dream dizzy for a while, he did not hesitate, his mind turned, his finger was a little forehead, distracting thoughts, thoughts peeled off from his heart, flowing out of the seven orifices, condensed into sentences in mid-air, and floated in the air.

The idea of expulsion is already very familiar.

"I can't always extend it all to the book...... the thought moved again, Chen Cuo raised his hand and grabbed it, and many words and sentences quickly gathered, and they were engraved on the ground one by one, "Every sentence on this represents a person's mind! Wait for me to collect more books and bamboo slips next time, and then engrave it, but this movement is not small, what is the reason?"

After a little sense, sixty-four bronzing characters turned in his heart, and Chen Cuo almost understood the reason.

"Inadvertently inadvertently connected with Shinto, so it triggered the incense people's thoughts? The feedback is so ferocious, and it's also due to the fact that I've never responded to people's thoughts in the past, huh?"

After expelling many thoughts, Chen Cuo frowned, and actually saw a pair of vicious eyes in the dark!

Those eyes were blood-red, full of madness and ferocity.

Devil!

This evil ghost did not invade in person, it was not suppressed by the Buddha's light, but just connected with each other and sensed Chen Cuo remotely!

"It's a good time! Just say hello! In the future, who is the prey and who is the hunter, but it may not be said!"

This time, Chen Cuo was not afraid at all, he thought in his eyes, as soon as he raised his hand, many words and characters flew on the ground, condensed on his eyes, and the sixty-four golden characters in his heart shone brightly, the two combined, condensed into one, Chen Cuo visualized the wisdom he saw that day, and followed the dark induction, and stabbed it directly!

The gaze is like a sword, piercing straight out!

The demon's eyes widened and he screamed.

The vicious eyes immediately closed and cut off contact.