However, for the old Bodhi tree, this spiritual power is indeed harmful. For it, that mass of spiritual power is refining itself, and it is just the icing on the cake, and it will not improve its own situation.

Even Ji Xiao felt that if it weren't for the natural quiet Zen in the old tree, he would have been blown up by the power in his body.

Ji Xiao asked, "You are near Nalanda Temple, haven't you learned any cultivation methods to solve the troubles on your own body?"

Bodhi Tree said: "Bodhidhara tried to teach me to practice, but he still didn't succeed, he said that unless I give up my own body and reincarnate in the world, then I will not be me. ”

Ji Yu silently sensed the aura of power on its body, it was indeed too huge, even with his current realm, it was difficult to control it.

Bodhi Tree added: "I also know where the crux of my problem is, in fact, it is the bitter fruit of my own making, which has absorbed so much vitality from heaven and earth that it has become impossible for me to break my own shackles now. But after meeting you, I have a thought that maybe you can help me. ”

Ji Xiao said: "Please say, if it doesn't make me feel embarrassed, I can help you." ”

The genus of plants and trees is to become a spirit, and most of them are docile, not to mention that this kind of existence is the most difficult to cultivate, Ji Xiao naturally has some pity, and can help some of the best he can.

Bodhi Tree said: "I see that you can mobilize the essence of plants and trees, it can be said that this is almost the ability that only wood gods have, I don't know if you have the idea to become a wood god, that is, a real god." It's not difficult to become a wood god, I have a heart here, you refine it, and then use it to absorb the spiritual power in my body, you can accumulate a huge amount of divine power, and then become a god. ”

Ji Xiao was puzzled: "Since you have this way, why don't you use it yourself?"

Bodhi Tree said: "My soul is not as firm as your soul, in the process of using the heart of Jumang to become a god, it is likely to be annihilated, and the ability you show is only a god, I guess you may be a god yourself, in this way, there may be no difficulty for you to become a god, of course, this is just my conjecture." ”

Ji Xiao understood what it meant, the process of becoming a god requires powerful energy, and the Bodhi Tree happens to have powerful spiritual power that can provide it. Moreover, there are many kinds of Shinto practice, such as Mei Sanniang's, which is gradual, and the progress of the practice is not too fast, but there are few dangers. And the method that Bodhi Tree said mainly relies on the heart of that sentence, which is obviously to ascend to the sky in one step, and the risk is also great.

This kind of thing, as long as the soul is not firm, it is very likely that it will not be able to control the powerful power that has been suddenly obtained, and if it is not good, it will fall into a situation from which it will never recover.

Bodhi Tree said it clearly, and Ji Xiao could naturally refuse.

However, if he helps it, Ji Xiao can immediately become a powerful god with this, and he can become a god through the Dharma Body, because the way of the Dharma Body is naturally combined with the gods, and both of them have no real physical body.

In this way, if Ji Xiao succeeds, it is equivalent to having an extra god clone out of thin air. For the growth of their own strength, the benefits are self-evident.

Ji Xiao said casually: "If it succeeds, this matter will indeed be of great benefit to me, but if it fails, you and I may fall into a situation from which we will never recover, because the process of your spiritual power transmission is likely to make your spiritual power turbulent if you are not careful, you know what serious consequences such a huge spiritual power will bring once it riots." ”

Bodhi Tree said: "I think clearly, if I don't make changes, I can only stay here for the rest of my life, and now I have enough days." ”

Ji Xiao understands this feeling, he used to be more lonely than the Bodhi tree, and there are really no good memories of those years when he was a grass.

Monotony and repetition are the constant themes of the grass time.

Ji Xiao said: "You tell me the details, and I'll think about it carefully." ”

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Outside the Sanssouci City, not far from the lake, there was a big Buddha built on the mountain, and now it has completely collapsed, Nalanda Temple decided to collect the remains of the Buddha after a period of recuperation. After all, it was a big Buddha built by the monks of this temple, and they could not abandon it at will, and even planned to gather those wreckage together, carve out some Buddhist things, and leave them in the temple.

However, after Nalanda Monastery sent more than a dozen monks to the lake, no monks returned after a day and a night.

At the same time, the senior monks in the temple could not sense the breath of the monks sent out.

So Nalanda Monastery sent two elders of the Bodhi Monastery, Zhishan and Zhishui, to check it out.

When you arrive at the lake, the lake waves are like a mirror, and the devastation caused by the escape of the young demon king can still be seen on the shore of the mountain.

Zhishan and Zhishui came here some time ago, that time to take away the remains of the monks who guarded the prohibition at the bottom of the lake that day, and now they are here again, and everything here seems to be the same as last time.

Zhishan and Zhishui didn't find anything to do, and then saw smoke rising from behind the mountain.

The two looked at each other, and when they reached the back of the mountain, they found a total of thirteen monks roasting meat around a campfire.

The skewers of the barbecue are made with a pestle, the corners of the monk's robe can be seen in the fire, and the grilled meat is the palms, thighs, and internal organs of the people.

"Uncle Zhishan, Uncle Zhishui, you are here just in time, you can dine with us. ”

One of the monks is human.

Zhishan said angrily: "Do you know what you are doing?"

The monk said: "Cannibalism." ”

Zhishan said: "You still know that you are eating people. ”

The monks said together: "Uncle, this world is a world where people eat people, you can become a Buddha by eating people, and you can reach bliss by eating people." ”

Zhishan said angrily: "What kind of fallacy and heresy are you? ”

The monk said: "This is not a fallacy, but what the Buddhist scriptures say." ”

Zhishan said: "What Buddhist scriptures?"

The monk showed a pious look and said, "The Book of the Dead." ”

As the monk said these three words, Zhishan and Zhishui felt a palpitation at the same time.

A pitch-black scripture came out of a shadow.

It is indeed coming out.

The text has horns on all four sides, like limbs.

And the thirteen monks, at the moment when the scripture came out of the shadows, all prostrated on the ground and bowed to the scripture. It is as if this scripture is the incarnation of the Buddha and represents the truth. They listened to everything in this text.

Zhishan said to Zhishui: "You go quickly, I'll see what it is first." ”

Zhishui nodded slightly, he knew that one of them must return alive. Bring back everything they have seen to the Lord and the first seat.

The terrifying aura of the scriptures had made them realize what a terrible existence it was.