Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

But with just a few words, the two overhauls reached a consensus.As a result, the important matters among the practitioners in the Shensang world were basically settled.In this case, it is not so simple for latecomers or even outsiders to promote something.

But Jingfu is not Fuhe Luohan, he has no plans for the Shensang world, let alone plan to make a plan in the Shensang world, so he just glanced at it from a distance, and then turned his gaze away.

After all, there was a person waiting for him in front of him.

Jing Fu looked at Hong Changxing, "Tan Yue came looking for me, what's the matter?"

He could feel that Hong Changxing's mind was shaken for a moment when he asked in a blink of an eye.

He seemed to be confirming something.

Jing Fu looked at him imperceptibly, although he didn't show it on his face, the thoughts in his heart were like electric rotation.

Hong Changxing's gaze was drawn back, and it fell on the teacup at hand again.

"The mage's name is Jing Fu?"

His voice is a little lower.

Jing Fu made a judgment subconsciously without any interference.

"That's right, my dharma name is Jing Fu."

Hong Changxing gave a low laugh and asked, "Then who is Cheng Fu?"

Jing Fu turned his gaze over and bumped into Hong Changxing's pupils.

Hong Changxing's pupils were red in color, but under the light of the heart lamp, the red color turned into a dark patch, which was even more ferocious and crazy.

Jing Fu didn't answer, but met Hong Changxing's gaze calmly.

No guilt, no guilt, no panic...

He's so calm, he's so calm!

Hong Changxing only felt that his whole body was split in two.

Half of myself was clamoring crazily, almost breaking down and roaring to drag this little monk into a difficult situation.He is so difficult, so struggling, why this person, why this person can be an exception? !

But the other half...

The self who is so rational that he almost hates is mocking, mocking non-stop.

He used to have many choices, even if those choices would bring him nothing, or even lead him to a dead end, a desperate situation, but he finally chose a path, and then this path led him to the present.

You can't blame anyone, and you can't blame anyone. If you really want to complain, if you really want to hate, then you can only blame yourself and hate yourself.It is nothing but a coward who shirks his responsibility.

Hong Changxing's hands trembled, and even the half cup of tea left in his hand dangled so much that it almost fell out of the cup.But he still smoothly put the cup to his lips, and poured the tea in the cup into his throat.

Half of the tea flowed smoothly into the body along the throat, while the other half wet the front of the front along the corners of the lips.But this small gaffe is not important compared to the result.

What really matters is that with this little half cup of tea, his rational half has the upper hand.

Hong Changxing put the cup in his hand on the table in front of him, took a handkerchief to wipe the marks on his body, cleaned himself up, and apologized to Jing Fu in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

I don't know if he was talking about the connection between Jing Fu and Cheng Fu rashly, or he was talking about losing his composure this time.

Jing Fu shook his head slightly, and raised his hand to fetch the teapot to refill Hong Changxing's tea.

When he put down the teapot, Hong Changxing had already cleaned himself up, so Jing Fu asked, "Tan Yue came looking for me, is there something wrong?"

Hong Changxing took the cup of tea again, drank half of it, and said, "I want to ask the mage, is there a safe way to help me clear up my spirit?"

"Clean up your soul?" Jing Fu looked intently.

At first, he couldn't see anything, but later, with the help of the heart lamp in front of him, he could clearly see the light gray mist entangled in Hong Changxing's spirit.

Yes, it's just a light gray color, which is much lighter than the gray mist that Jing Fu saw everywhere in the Shensang world.But even though Jing Fu was very sure of this, at the same time he still knew that compared to those darker gray mist, the light gray mist on Hong Changxing's body was probably more troublesome.

Jing Fu pondered for a while, and asked first, "Let me try first?"

Hong Changxing took a deep breath, straightened his expression, "Please."

With Hong Changxing's permission, Jing Fu began to toss about.

First, the will of the Chensang world was invited, but before the will of the Shensang world approached Hong Changxing, Jing Fu first noticed the disgust from the will of the Chensang world.

Jing Fu's hand that was reaching out to Hong Changxing stopped in mid-air.

This is actually not difficult to understand. The Chu Kan, who left behind tricks in Hong Changxing's soul, has been ruthless in the Shensang world.

Thanks to him, Liu Shenghe, Shensang Realm is now a festering mess even worse than Jinghao Realm. How can the will of Shensang Realm not remember Chu Kan, and hate that Chu Kan is also jumping in this world? Hong Changxing who has been wandering around for a long time?

Hong Changxing thought that he, as a monk, instinctively intercepted Jing Fu's investigation, checked himself once, and made sure there were no other problems, so he asked Jing Fu in a low voice, "Master?"

Jing Fu withdrew his hand, and took out the linden sapling instead.

The aura of Bodhi hangs down from the crown of the Bodhi tree seedlings and swings towards Hong Changxing.

Hong Changxing's body was normal, and he didn't have any other strange reactions.

There is no need for Jing Fu to say clearly, Hong Changxing can be sure of it himself.

Buddhist methods, at least Bodhi's methods, cannot solve his problems.That wisp of light gray mist still quietly lurks in his soul.

Jing Fu looked at Hong Changxing.

Hong Changxing gritted his teeth, "Mage, please think of a way."

Jing Fu thought for a while, raised his hand a little between his eyebrows.The void at the back of his head suddenly lit up with wisdom light and infinite light.When the light swept across the void, it also drowned Hong Changxing.But the result...

Hong Changxing knew better than Jing Fu.

Jing Fu sees Hong Changxing.

Hong Changxing's voice was trembling, "Think again, please think again..."

Jing Fu sighed silently, and looked at Hong Changxing's hand as a gesture.

Even Hong Changxing was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.

He eagerly cleared a space on the table in front of him, took another cloth and put it on the table, then stretched out his wrist and let his wrist rest on the cloth to facilitate Jing Fu's inspection.

After Hong Changxing finished his work, Jing Fu stretched out two fingers and placed them on Hong Changxing's wrist to feel for Hong Changxing's pulse.

Hong Changxing suppressed his body's subconscious counterattack, and deliberately relaxed his body's vigilance, only to realize that Jingfu's true essence flowed out from his fingertips resting on his pulse, carefully distinguishing the difference between his essence, energy, and spirit.

Even though Jing Fu's true essence was only circulating above his pulse close to the skin, Hong Changxing couldn't stop sounding the alarm in his heart.

He sat there silently, trying his best to suppress his desire to fight back.

When Jing Fu's fingers finally moved away, he didn't even react, he was stunned for a while.

"......how's it going?"

Hearing the voice, Jing Fu raised his head to look at him, but shook his head, "The demonic thoughts in your body were hatched with his divine will as the seed and your thoughts as the shell. To solve it, no one else can get in." Hands, only you can do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he concluded, "I can't help you."

After Hong Changxing listened, his face was dull, and he sat there upright, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jing Fu withdrew his gaze and comforted the linden seedlings in his hand.

"It's okay, you can sleep in peace."

In fact, seriously, the Bodhi tree seedling's understanding is far from being digested, and it's just because he is worried about Jing Fu at this moment, he muster up his energy to support the scene for him.

After all, whether it is Fu and Arhat, or Qianzhao and Mingliang Daxiu, they are far from being able to compete with the current Jingfu.

Not to mention the hole cards in Jing Fu's hands, the hole cards are the hole cards because they need to be hidden and cannot be used at will in many cases.

The Bodhi tree seedling itself is not strong enough, but its identity is there, and the causal connection with the world of Shensang is also on the surface. With it and without it, the situation is different.

The linden tree saplings moved the canopy, letting the canopy rub against Jing Fu's palm.

"Are you sure nothing will happen?" It sent a message to Jingfu, and its words were also very vigilant, "That guy really wants to risk his life to drag you into the water, and you will suffer."

Can you really suffer?

Jing Fu smiled, using the light in front of him to see all this under the bright moonlight more clearly.

"Don't worry about it." He replied.

The linden tree seedling looked at him carefully, followed Jing Fu's gaze, and finally looked thoughtfully at the simple lamp in front of Jing Fu.

On the unpretentious lamp, the three-color mixed light is so quiet that it is only slightly brighter than the moonlight.

The Bodhi tree seedlings understood a little bit.

It couldn't help asking, "So, if Qianzhao, Mingliang and the others really attack you, you..."

It said half of this, and then stopped abruptly.

Obviously, it also thinks this guess is a little ridiculous.

The gap in strength between this little monk and those two golden immortals, no one in the Shensang world can understand it better than the one who has had close contact with Fu and Arhat.In the face of such a huge gap in strength, no matter how well-planned the young monk is, he shouldn't be so confident.

Could it be that the little monk Jingfu was just bluffing?

The Bodhi tree seedlings just had such thoughts at the beginning, but they were scattered by themselves.

no, it shouldn't be...

Seeing its hard thinking, Jing Fu smiled, and secretly said, "You forgot, those two golden immortals have suppressed themselves, and at the same time, they are still concerned about the endurance of this world."

Jing Fu did not lie to the Bodhi tree seedlings, the two points he reminded the Bodhi tree seedlings were indeed Jing Fu's reliance.

But they are only part of the net depends on it.

Jing Fu looked at the three-color heart fire quietly burning in front of him, and smiled silently.

Speaking of which, even Jing Fu himself has never truly verified the power of this three-color mixed heart flame.

It's really a pity.

Jing Fu sighed secretly like this, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

The power of his heart and flames is really motivating with all his strength, and now the Shensang world, which is basically only a skin, may not be able to bear it.

He never thought of making the Shensang world even more shabby for such a trivial matter, so naturally he didn't take this matter too seriously.

The Bodhi tree seedling still couldn't figure it out, but it didn't make it too hard for itself. After thinking about it for a while, it was sure that Jingfu was really prepared, so it put these things aside for the time being.

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