Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Is only the first Blood Bodhi effective? Can you let me see the Blood Bodhi first?"

Zhang Yi frowned slightly. He didn't think that just a Blood Bodhi would allow him to break through to the late stage of Immortal Lord, so he put forward such a condition.

As soon as these words came out, the Eighteen Arhats fell into silence. Their previous idea was obviously to let Zhang Yi kill the inner demon first and then give the Bleeding Bodhi, but now the order was reversed.

In the end, the leader, Arhat, made the decision and nodded heavily: "Okay, okay!"

"Fulong Arhat!"

The other Arhats looked worried and wanted to dissuade him, but Fulong Arhat waved his hand without hesitation and interrupted: "It's okay, I believe that Donor Zhang is a man of his word, right?"

After speaking, he looked directly at Zhang Yi with his clear eyes, waiting for Zhang Yi's answer.

He can actually understand the concerns of others. After all, their Buddhist sect is now weak and has no qualifications to negotiate terms. Even if Zhang Yi goes back on his word, there is nothing he can do. Who makes them weak?

Even if Zhang Yi wants to take Blood Bodhi away from them, there is nothing they can do. The initiative is completely in the hands of the opponent, which is really helpless.

"Of course, since I promised you, I will fulfill my promise."

Zhang Yi also nodded seriously.

Seeing this, Fulong Arhat was slightly relieved, at least he believed what he said.

Facing the powerful Fulong Arhat, the others did not continue to speak out. They all understood the current situation and had no choice at all.

The next moment, Fulong Arhat thought, and a thumb-sized blood-red Bodhi emitting bursts of fragrance came into view. Many Buddhist disciples' eyes lit up when they saw the Blood Bodhi. Obviously, this was something they could not have. .

There are also complex scriptures carved on the Blood Bodhi. Even though the endless Buddha light shines, it seems to contain the supreme Buddha Dharma, which makes people yearn for it.

"This is my Buddhist most precious blood bodhi. Donor Zhang, you can take one first to see the effect."

Fulong Arhat held up the Blood Bodhi with both hands and said calmly.

Zhang Yi took the Blood Bodhi and immediately felt a surge of Buddhist teachings pouring into his heart. He couldn't help but feel a sense of peace of mind, and all impetuousness disappeared at this moment.

"Thank you Fulong Arhat!"

Zhang Yi thanked him and swallowed it in one gulp. He suddenly felt a heat flow from his body. The supreme Buddhist law washed over his body. Immortal power surged in his body. His aura began to rise continuously. Under the bursts of blood and Buddha's light, The fusion created an extremely strange scene.

But soon the change stopped, and the rising aura on Zhang Yi also began to stop.

Zhang Yi sighed, shook his head and said, "One pill is not enough. I just don't know if the Blood Bodhi that follows will still be effective on me?"

"Sure enough, we can't let him break through to the late stage of Immortal Lord."

This ending seems to have been expected by Fulong Arhat, but he still couldn't help but look disappointed. Does this mean that they consumed a blood bodhi and got nothing in vain?

But...he was extremely unwilling. This was his only chance to break through the Immortal Emperor. The death of Buddha also meant that the heavy responsibility of the Buddhist sect fell on him.

Just when Fulong Arhat was thinking about how to speak, Zhang Yi took the initiative and said: "Fulong Arhat, don't worry, no matter what the outcome is, I will help you slay your inner demons. This is what I promised you, but can I do it again?" Give me a blood bodhi to try?"

Hearing this, Fulong Arhat was overjoyed at first, but soon showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and said earnestly: "Donor Zhang, the poor monk didn't lie to you. Only the first Blood Bodhi is effective, otherwise our Buddhist sect would not It will be reduced to this.”

"I know, I don't suspect you are telling lies, I just want to give it a try."

Zhang Yi looked at Fulong Arhat with great sincerity and said.

Having said this, Fulong Arhat would have been a bit ignorant if he still refused. He cast his gaze on an Arhat beside him and ordered: "Golden Tiger Arhat, give me your Blood Bodhi." To Donor Zhang.”

"good!"

Golden Tiger Arhat didn't hesitate at all. Now that he had made a decision, he carried it out without mercy.

The next moment, the Golden Tiger Arhat made a thought, and a red blood bodhi appeared in his hand. He also offered it with both hands, "I wish Donor Zhang an early breakthrough to the late stage of Immortal Lord."

He knew that this was impossible, but he still wanted to say auspicious words.

Zhang Yi smiled and thanked him: "Thank you for your kind words."

Zhang Yi glanced at the Eighteen Arhats and roughly knew that this Blood Bodhi was probably one for each Arhat, and there were only eighteen in the entire Buddhist sect. However, he didn't know how the Blood Bodhi was produced.

"Fulong Arhat, are there only eighteen Blood Bodhisattva in Buddhism?"

In order to confirm what he was thinking, Zhang Yi asked bluntly.

Fulong Arhat did not hide it, and nodded and admitted: "Indeed, this Blood Bodhi is a treasure that the eighteen of us have condensed with our lifelong efforts. It can only be condensed at our level. The entire Buddhism can only Eighteen pieces.”

Fulong Arhat seemed to have seen through Zhang Yi's mind, and also told him the origin of Blood Bodhi.

"It's actually the result of your lifetime efforts. I thought it was a Bodhi tree."

Zhang Yi sighed with some surprise.

"There used to be a Bodhi tree, and it was under the Bodhi tree that the former Buddha attained enlightenment and became a true Buddha. However, the Bodhi tree also attained enlightenment along with it. From then on, the task of condensing the Blood Bodhi fell on the Buddhist Arhat. "

Fulong Arhat talked about a past event again, and couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief. Buddhism was really strong back then, but it's a pity that it is no longer what it used to be.

"Are you enlightened under the bodhi tree?"

Zhang Yi nodded thoughtfully, thinking of the mythical stories in his previous life, which still fit a little bit.

After understanding the origin of Blood Bodhi, Zhang Yi began to swallow Blood Bodhi. There was another flash of blood light and Buddha light. Zhang Yi's aura began to rise like last time. Obviously... this Blood Bodhi still has an effect on him. , this scene shocked all the arhats present, and they all looked at Zhang Yi in stunned silence.

"This...how is this possible? The second Blood Bodhi still has an effect on him? Why is this?"

"It's strange, this is the first time I've seen this in all my years."

"No wonder the Lord Buddha said that Donor Zhang has a predestined relationship with our Buddhist sect. Even Blood Bodhi has different effects on him."

The eyes of the Eighteen Arhats of Buddhism looked at Zhang Yi with awe, which was much deeper than when Zhang Yi killed the gods before.

"It's pretty much what I thought. With the help of the Destiny Map, the second Blood Bodhi still has an effect on me, but it's still almost impossible to break through."

Zhang Yi didn't have many surprises, everything was within his expectation.