Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

This extremely faint purple light appeared quietly, and when Jingfu Sanshen really noticed its existence, it disappeared without a trace again, as if it had never appeared before, making it difficult to find.

Because it comes naturally and goes at will, even though Jing Fu's three bodies are all in the world of the sea of ​​consciousness at the moment, they still don't notice the slightest difference, just thinking that there is no change in themselves.

But there is no need to worry about it. The purple light can appear once, and naturally it can appear the second, third, and fourth time... When the quantitative change leads to a qualitative change, it will naturally be the pure and dusty light, and when it goes further .

Jing Fu's three bodies were all in a very happy mood at the moment, and seeing themselves on the left and right sides, on a whim, they actually started asking and answering themselves.

'He is very powerful and unpredictable, the Demon Lord of Huazizi Heaven, have you ever been afraid? '

'Afraid?Haha...has this seat ever been really afraid of anyone? '

"Namo Amitabha Buddha, he is indeed the Demon Lord of Huazizai Heaven. The monk respects him, but he is not afraid of him. '

'This seat?Who is this seat? '

'Little monk?Who is the little monk? '

'This seat is me, you, or him, today there is only me, what else? '

'Goodness, it's all me, why are you and him? '

As he said this, Sanshen looked at me and I looked at him, and they all laughed in tacit understanding for a while.

Laughing to the fullest, when the joy came to an end, the laughter that reverberated in the entire Sea of ​​Consciousness World was stopped in an instant, and the extremely lively and festive Sea of ​​Consciousness World fell silent again.But it's just silence, and there is still an invisible pulse beating endlessly in this space, full of vitality.

The three bodies of Jingfu have always been well aware of the situation in this sea of ​​consciousness world, so they don't pay attention to so many things at the moment, they just get together and continue the discussion from earlier.

Even though he is not afraid or even looking forward to their confrontation with Hua Zizai Demon Lord, it doesn't mean that Jing Fu is looking for death.

Death in battle and court of death, although both end in one death, why do they have the same meaning?

'When the two armies are at war, they must know themselves and their enemies.We can do it to know ourselves, but to know our enemies... then we have to wait for the results from the five-color deer clan. '

'oh? 'Jing Fu's deity glanced at the speaking demon body,'Are you so sure that they will agree to our conditions? '

The demon body was about to speak, but the Buddha body preempted it.

'That is, your actions today have aroused Yuanwu's vigilance, why are you so sure? '

It is also strange to say that the voice of the Buddha body is biting each word very slowly, and there is a sense of leisurely leisure in the tone, but it happens to rush in front of the demon body and suppress it. His words.

The demon body snorted and said, "That Yuanwu was just alert, not suspicious, besides, didn't I cover it up?"He didn't notice anything, so naturally it wouldn't have any effect on the result. '

For the demon body's refutation, the Buddha body just grinned.

The demon body squinted its eyes at the Buddha body, but first let go of the breath that was pent up in its chest, "Got it, I will pay more attention to what I do in the future." '

In fact, when dealing with Yuanwu's five-color deer today, the demon body was already cautious enough, and there was no trace of its movements, and it was mainly driven by the flow, not obtrusive or conspicuous, and it was still at the moment when Yuanwu was alert The traces of convergence are indeed decisive.

However, even so, there is still a little trouble left.

After all, the deity is more fair. Now that the demon body has already introspected, he didn't say anything more, just said, "Although there are some minor troubles this time, at least we are sure of one thing." '

'This Yuanwu's cultivation base is definitely above that of a fairy. '

Although Yuanwu's sensitivity to the movements of the demon body may be due to his distrust of human beings, or their natural vigilance, but compared to these inferences, Jingfu Sanshen is more willing to attribute this sensitivity to Yu Yuanwu's own strength.

For these targets who have not yet determined their identities as allies, Jing Fu would rather measure their strength and means at a higher level than underestimate them.

Overestimating the opponent will only make you feel depressed for a while at most, but if you underestimate, the price of taking it is very likely to be your own life.

Such an ending, Jing Fu can see much.

Moreover, after Jing Fu turned to Buddhism in his current life, relying on the accumulation of his previous life's approaching ascension, his practice speed was not slow, and now he has passed the ten dwellings and stepped into the ten practice, but he is already comparable to a fairy.

But today, the movement of the demon body alarmed Yuanwu just at the beginning.Obviously, the five-color deer's cultivation is far above theirs.

"Yuan Wu's identity or position in the Five-Colored Deer Clan can't be determined for the time being. We can only confirm that he stands at a certain height. The information he leaked is still too little, and we can't speculate more. '

'Similarly, we have no way to infer the current background and situation of the five-color deer clan based on the resources of Yuanwu.After all, we only know that Yuanwu has the source material in his hand and the source material is quite rare for him...'

Rao Jing Fu himself, looking at this pitiful inference, is also rare to be a little bit embarrassing.

"Yuanwu, he walked too hastily..."

Jingfu Demon Body was not in a hurry at the moment, he answered slowly, 'I will always come back. '

'That's true. '

The deity of Jingfu nodded, put the matter aside easily, turned around and continued to meditate.

Although Jing Fu proposed at the beginning that the so-called fame was just a simple test, not only to test the current situation of the five-color deer clan, but also to test how much the five-color deer clan can limit him. When the cooperation was actually reached, but the five-color deer clan, or Yuanwu, he was moved.

The difference now is the restrictions on both parties.

Limit their respective rights and obligations.

Rights and obligations are always relative.Now, it depends on how much the five-color deer clan judges his value.

It's all the same thing. It's easy to let go of Jingfu in Jinghaojie, but the five-color deer group is very lively. Almost every five-color deer is discussing with its companions.

"Tell me, why do you have to find someone to cultivate the reputation of my five-color deer group? Can't we five-color deer go up by ourselves? I don't believe it. In this universe, we can't beat it and still can't leave?!"

"Yo..."

"Yes! Even if we really can't fight, who can stop us? We are god deer walking in the void!"

"Yo!"

"Don't exaggerate, human cultivation is also very powerful now. They have a lot of twists and turns. If you really want to care about it, we can't beat them."

"Are you kidding me?! Can't stop it? You don't have brains or you haven't read the records in the clan. Most people cultivate methods to seal the void, formations, and spiritual weapons! It's fine if they don't have defenses, but if they really Given time and opportunities for them, even members of our clan will not be able to leave!"

"If we fall into Renxiu's hands, Renxiu will never be soft-hearted. Back then, why did we hide in this small cave to recuperate? Isn't it because we were afraid of being caught by Renxiu, who cut off the velvet antlers to make medicine, and took Antlers, deer tendon refiner..."

In fact, not only the five-colored deer, but also other spiritual beasts with a little bit of magic, since the rise of self-cultivation, life has been difficult.The five-color deer was also a family that was miserably repaired back then.

Surrounded by a group of five-colored deer in the center, the three old deer were unexpectedly silent. None of them made a sound, but just listened silently, shaking their heads and beards from time to time.

It wasn't until the youngest young deer, who was only ten years old, let out a cry and expressed his opinion, that the forest became a little quieter.

Yuan Wu, who has been besieged and never let go, finally felt that his ears were saved, he shook his head vigorously several times, and just stopped, but met the gazes of his fellow clansmen on him again.

He shrank subconsciously, as if he was looking for a place to hide, but he didn't even remember that he still had cultivation.Although it was impossible to do anything to his fellow clansmen, it was still possible to save himself a little.

But before he could save himself, a deer came to his rescue.

The old deer in the center looked at the five-colored deer who were lying all over the forest, only showing a pair of eyes in the gap between the branches and the bushes, and looked at the two elders on the left and right, and coughed heavily .

In an instant, the entire mountain forest became quiet.

The patriarch of the five-color deer was very satisfied with his prestige in the clan, so he nodded happily to the surroundings before asking the two old deer beside him.

"Two old brothers, what's your opinion?"

The old deer on the left was obviously more cautious, so after being silent for a while, he met the eager eyes of the five-colored deer and said, "Although the old man rarely leaves the clan, the old man also knows that this kid Yuanwu That's right, most of the cultivators in the heavens and universes don't remember the reputation of my five-color deer clan."

"My five-color deer clan really should do something."

The old patriarch of the five-color deer was about to nod, but the old deer said, "But everyone knows the history of blood and tears in the clan..."

He looked at every five-color deer in groups, seeing them lower their heads one after another, avoiding each other, then he turned his eyes and looked at the next five-color deer.

"If you think about it, no one will ever forget it."

"Then every line of text is the blood and tears of my five-color deer clan, and the regret of my five-color deer clan!"

"We really need to do something, but we can't take risks. Once we expose the clan land, our clansmen, including me, you, and you, are all sinners of my five-color deer clan!"

The displeasure that the old patriarch of the five-color deer had already expressed gradually dissipated, mourning and heavy.

The author has something to say: Well, good night.