My transformed system is poisonous

Listening to these sweet Sanskrit sounds, Su Lanyue couldn't help but close her eyes slightly, and her whole body relaxed. The fatigue accumulated in the past six months was swept away, and her mind became empty.

The Sanskrit sound floated into the backyard like a faint blue smoke, penetrated into Shi Lan's room, and enveloped Shi Lan completely with a faint Buddha light.

The cracked golden rainbow lay quietly on one side, and trembled slightly when it was illuminated by the Buddha's light.

I don't know how much time passed, but Shi Lan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly. He stared blankly at the brocade quilt covering him for a long time before slowly regaining some of his energy.

The throbbing pain in the back of his mind made Shi Lan unable to help but want to cover his head. As soon as he raised his hand, he touched Jin Hong lying beside him.

Shi Lan stretched out his fingers and gently touched the cracks on the sword, and said thank you softly. No matter what happened to Jin Hong at the beginning, at least it did not flinch when she faced the crisis of life and death.

Although the Sanskrit sound coming from the ears can relieve some pain, it cannot completely eliminate the pain.

Thinking of the scene before losing consciousness, Shi Lan suppressed the sharp pain and thought silently in his heart.

"Reincarnation."

"Reincarnation?"

"Reincarnation..."

There was no reply for a long time. Shi Lan was stunned for a long time and pulled out the long-lost panel of the reincarnation system of the heavens.

Host: Shi Lan

Cultivation level: fourth level

Kung Fu: ****

Props: none

Resource points: 0

Worlds traveled: None

Currently traversable worlds: None

Overview:****

Tip: The current system power is insufficient and 90% of the functions are temporarily closed. Please replenish it as soon as possible...

Except for the attribute panel, most of the functions of the reincarnation system of the heavens were originally paralyzed. The impact on Shi Lan was not great. The most important thing was the current safety of the reincarnation.

He had saved her from life and death several times in reincarnation, and he had been of great help to her along the way.

Now we can only think of ways to replenish energy to the system first, maybe reincarnation can wake up again.

The labor pain in his mind was unbearable. Shi Lan frowned and pondered for a moment, then took out a pill the size of a baby's fist from the Qiankun Bracelet.

The Soul Transformation Pill is used to strengthen the soul when the Wanxiang Realm breaks through to the Yuanshen. The level is as high as six stars.

She had a splitting headache at the moment. After thinking about it, she could only think that her soul was damaged. She thought that this magic pill should have some effect.

However, Shi Lan had previously used the Black Domain to slowly extract its essence to nourish his own soul, and had not used it to heal injuries. It was hard to say what the effect was.

The black domain unfolded, wrapping the Shen Transformation Pill and slowly drawing out a trace of the essence within it.

The essence flowed into Shi Lan's mouth and nose, immediately greatly alleviating the pain in the depths of his mind and relaxing Shi Lan's tense nerves.

After adjusting his breath for half an hour and suppressing the pain, Shi Lan stopped working and slowly got out of bed.

Passing by the mirror, Shi Lan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she saw the white hair that took up half of her head. She subconsciously touched the top of her head. Only then did she realize that nine out of ten of her life energy had already passed away.

Shi Lan was silent for a long time, tied up her loose hair, opened the door and walked out.

Shi Lan's room was guarded day and night by a large number of martial arts masters. However, at this moment, these martial arts masters had all their attention absorbed by the Sanskrit sound, and no one noticed that Shi Lan had woken up.

Following the Sanskrit sound, Shi Lan soon arrived at the living room. The moment she stepped into the door, the Sanskrit sound also stopped abruptly.

"Alan..."

Su Lanyue turned around and saw Shi Lan standing at the door. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and then her eyes filled with tears. She rushed over full of surprise and hugged Shi Lan into her arms.

"Mother is worried..."

Shi Lan apologized and looked at the young monk in white who had already stood up not far away.

"Female donor, you are well."

Wuya clasped his hands together and saluted Shi Lan with a smile.

"Little monk, we meet again. You helped me again this time. I would like to thank you."

Shi Lan nodded. If it weren't for Wuya, she didn't know how long it would take to wake up. Because of Wuya, she had been favored several times before.

Su Lanyue confirmed that Shi Lan was fine and left the living room after pushing away the people around her. She had been exhausted physically and mentally over the past six months and had been baptized by the Wuya Buddhist Sutra for a long time. At this moment, she just wanted to have a good rest.

"Young monk, you are a real person and don't show your face. When you and I met, I'm afraid you did it on purpose, right?"

Shi Lan sat down on the main seat and looked at Wu Ya curiously.

Her vision at this moment is much wider than before, but she still can't see the depth of Wuya, but her intuition tells her that Wuya is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface, at least its strength is not shallow.

"The female donor is a person with great merit, and the poor monk just wants to have a good relationship."

Wu Ya smiled slightly and did not deny it.

"Good destiny..."

Shi Lan rubbed his fingertips, noncommittal.

"I've made a note of the favor. If I need help in the future, I'll do whatever I can to help."

Wuya's eyes lit up for a moment, as if he was satisfied, he clasped his hands together, said the Buddha's name, and then said goodbye directly.

"Have you met your master?" Shi Lan asked, recalling the burly old monk.

"I've seen him, but the poor monk still wants to travel around and doesn't want to go back to the temple for the time being."

Wu Ya shook his head slightly, turned around and walked towards the door without any hesitation.

"A poor monk wants to seek the Dharma that can save all sentient beings. He sits in a magnificent palace every day, eats food and chants sutras. He will never be able to find the real Dharma. He will only have the same boring Buddhist sutras, and he will not be able to obtain the real merits of creation."

After hearing what Wu Ya said, Shi Lan was thoughtful.

"The biggest doubt of this poor monk in this life is that the Buddha said: 'All living beings are equal', but the Buddha himself is not among the five elements. This answer may only be found in the true Buddha's teaching..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Ya's figure had already disappeared into the hall.

Shi Lan shook his head slightly. She was not familiar with Buddhism. Due to some influences from her previous life, she had no favorable impression of Buddhism. However, Wuya changed some of Shi Lan's past views.

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After hearing that Shi Lan had regained consciousness, Shi Tianlu quickly rushed back. After repeatedly confirming that Shi Lan's body was okay, he felt relieved and returned to the increasingly tight front line.

Almost half of the Xianwu Yin-Yang Formation was damaged in the six months of war. The walls on all sides were under great pressure. On several occasions, the walls were destroyed by beast tides. After the beast tides were repelled, they were repaired again.

There were countless casualties, and the number of fallen celestial beings and demons had already exceeded the number of two palms.

The news that Shi Lan had woken up spread quickly for some reason, and the gate of Shi Mansion, which had gradually become deserted, was once again crowded with people from all walks of life.

Except for some familiar people, Shi Lan turned away all the others due to their unrecovered injuries.

The incarnation of Wuxu still retains his power. Although he is dissatisfied, no one dares to make a mistake.