Love Eater [Quick Transmigration]

Lu Wei looked at Shi Qing and his party, who were surrounded by a large circle of golden flames and struggling to support the attacks of the Ba people, and wondered in his heart why only this "Buddha flame cover" was effective for the Ba people, and the rest of the attack methods were useless. What's the use?

He remembered what Shi Qing said before——

My Buddha Flame Cover is transformed from the relics of eminent monks, and contains supreme Buddha power, so they cannot rush in.

That is to say, the Vajra and Golden Retriever released before Shiqing are all supernatural powers, not relics, so they have no effect.

And what is Shirley?The relic is the five-color solid crystal that is burned out after the monk's body is cremated. It is the condensed Buddhist power of the monk's "precepts, samadhis, and wisdom", and it is the proof of the combination of the heart and the Buddha.

In short, it is the so-called energy of soul belief.

As an outright atheist, Lu Wei only has faith in his heart, and has no persistent beliefs that he is willing to live and die for.

However, he has been believed by countless people as a god.

He used to be a wise and powerful emperor with a reputation far and wide; he used to be the heavenly father who changed the course of the entire world with his own power;

In the last world, he was judged to be the "golden dragon soul" by an evil person who is good at observing Qi. In fact, it refers to the powerful energy produced by countless people who believe in golden dragons that surround his soul because he has been king for many lifetimes. .

Of course, since he received the six heavenly thunders of the Nine Heavens Immortal Ting's soul-killing array, his soul and spiritual power have been nourished and strengthened, and he can integrate that huge amount of faith into his soul, which is no longer as eye-catching as before.

As soon as Lu Wei thought so far, he stretched out his hand to call out the Haotian ring pendant. Whether it is true or not, he always needs to try it.

The slender and slender fingers with distinct joints pluck the strings, resonating with the power of faith in the body, playing the artistic conception of "Flower Rain in the Sky".

A trace of brilliant golden energy was elicited from Lu Wei's body by the sound of the piano, blending with the artistic conception.

In the clear and unshaded sky, there are two or three delicate petals floating down slowly.

The petals seem to be no different from ordinary petals, as if they were blown from somewhere by a gust of wind. However, when they came to the shade of trees covering the heads of Lu Wei, Shi Qing and others, they were not blocked by them, but It goes straight through and falls.

Although they have form, they have no quality.

Shi Qing stretched out his hand to catch one of them, and the tender petals melted into his palm like fine snow, and then disappeared.

At the same time, Shi Qing felt a ray of power that was not from the same source as his own, but had the same goal by different routes, diffused from the palm of his hand into his heart and lungs, and his soul, which had been hurt by the impact before, felt instant relief because of this.

Shi Qing couldn't help being startled, looked at Lu Wei and thought in his heart, such a pure power of faith, and can be released to such a degree, is stronger than himself by how many realms, is this person also a practitioner for many lifetimes?

He has practiced Zen meditation for dozens of lives in his own reincarnation, rejected the temptations of the mortal world, and thought he was brave and diligent, but he had never touched the road to becoming a Buddha. In the future, he must have a good discussion with this person, which should help break through the realm as soon as possible .

Shi Qing didn't know that no matter how hard he practiced for many lifetimes, the accumulation was only the power of his own belief, but Lu Wei was believed by hundreds of millions of individuals, which is naturally different.

As the sound of the piano gets better, more and more petals fall from the sky, fluttering and full of poetic charm.

However, as long as these petals fall on the Ba people, they are like sharp knives and flames, piercing and burning their bodies, causing irreversible damage.

For the Ba people, the place they are in is not a romantic and poetic picture scroll, but an eighteen-story hell surrounded by mountains of knives and sweeping poisonous flames.

Ba people howled in pain, dropped their weapons and ran around, trying to avoid the rain of petals falling from the sky, but how could they escape?

The prince pushed away a clansman who was lying on him, trying to cover the petals for him. A pair of beautiful eyes turned, and looked at Lu Wei who was sitting upright playing the piano. Ye Shuangjian let out a long and shrill scream, and rushed towards Lu Wei in the distance against the petals flying all over the sky.

The petals of the tender and delicate flowers, which seem to be broken if you stretch out your fingers, fall on the prince's suet-like face, limbs, and body, mercilessly burning them into pieces of scorched black, and emitting wisps of blue smoke.

However, the prince has been staring at the direction of Lu Wei, and the speed of the gallop under his feet has not been slowed down by half a point. None of this can stop his determination to kill Lu Wei.

Seeing this, Dorje hurriedly mobilized the white wolves, summoning a large group of wolves to rush towards the prince, trying to prevent the prince from approaching.

Facing the mighty and ferocious pack of wolves, the prince had no fear, and passed through the middle like an illusory shadow, leaped into the air with dancing movements, raised the silver and sharp willow-leaf double swords in his hands, and stabbed at Lu Wei head-on. Down.

The place where the petals fall most densely is around Lu Wei's body.

The prince's sword struck from mid-air, wrapped in countless petals, half of his face and most of his body were scorched black, and he was born beautiful again, with ankle-length hair scattered in mid-air, like a celestial being Like fire and fall.

However, this sword that exhausted all its strength failed to stab Lu Wei in the end. Only two "clank" sounds of weapons handing over were heard, and they were blocked in mid-air.

There were two people standing in front of Lu Wei at the same time, one was Zhenxuan who was guarding Lu Wei's side, and the other was Shi Qing who was sent over by the strong man with the space transfer technique.

Zhenxuan held a translucent long sword made of energy sand and pierced into the prince's chest; Shi Qing held a golden Zen staff, the tip of which pierced the prince's lower abdomen.

The prince's forehead and neck were full of thin tendons, his eyes were about to split, and he looked at Lu Wei with unwilling and sad eyes, and then his scarred body was in front of Lu Wei's eyes, blurring a little bit.

His subjects had turned into piles of black-gray smoke under the rain of petals.

However, the prince was not willing to just collapse and disappear. He looked up to the sky and howled bitterly: "The Ba clan will not perish, and the Ba clan will never perish in my hands!"

Lu Wei looked at the dying prince, his voice was clear and clear, and the tone of his fingers suddenly changed: "The Ba people never died... More than 2000 years later, people still remember the bravery of the Ba people, and know the rules and regulations of equipment and life handed down by the Ba people. Conditions, written culture. If a nation, or even a person, is still remembered, it cannot be counted as a real death.”

"On the contrary, you sacrificed the flesh and blood of thousands of subjects and turned into spiders... Even if you can continue your life and live forever, can you represent the real Ba people? If your father knew, you have become like this now The appearance of neither human nor ghost, I am afraid that it will be difficult to rest in peace under the nine springs."

The rain of petals gradually stopped, and within ten seconds, they turned into tiny streamers and dissipated, because the artistic conception of Lu Wei's piano music at this time was not "Flower Rain in the Sky", but "Wangxiangtai".

The yin and yang of the past life have repeatedly looked back, but the bridgehead looks at the hometown.

"Father... am I wrong?" The prince's intense feelings were gradually calmed down by the music, and tears rolled down his eyes, "I'm sorry, Father... I'm sorry, everyone..."

The voice gradually weakened, and the body quickly blurred until it disappeared completely.

Seeing this scene, Shi Qing sighed more and more at Lu Wei's ability in his heart. In his eyes, Lu Wei used the artistic conception of qin music to transform the dead, which implied profound Buddhist principles.

However, after eliminating the common enemy, he and Lu Wei were opponents for the return ticket, so he only took a deep look at Lu Wei, then turned and left, and returned to his team.

Lu Wei looked at Zhenxuan with doubts in his heart.

These Ba people need the power of faith to kill them. Although Zhenxuan has practiced the ruthless way for hundreds of years and has a strong heart, he has fallen into the devil and crushed the fairy book. He obviously no longer has any pious beliefs, so why? Can the long sword made of energy sand penetrate into the prince's chest and cause damage to him?

They are all on their own, and since they had doubts, Lu Wei put away the Haotian ring and got up, and asked casually: "Zhenxuan, what do you believe in and hold on to in your heart?"

Zhenxuan didn't answer him, turned his head and left with a cold face.

Lu Wei didn't delve into it. After all, time is running out now, and everyone is busy competing for the first return ticket, so he immediately mobilized the Shenxing vest and ran away with his companions along the road that had been cleared.

Zhenxuan followed Lu Wei two steps away, silently watching Lu Wei's side face.

What I hate and hate is you, what I love and what I love is you, what I believe in and what I hold on to... is also you.

……

The two teams raced on the road without any danger along the way, and they did not attack each other, and soon arrived at the return ticket.

There is a large grassland in the middle of the forest, and there are countless lively rabbits on the grassland, as well as many of their nests.

These rabbits look like ordinary rabbits, but they run very fast, and there are many numbers and nests.

According to the prompt on the map, the return ticket is in the body of one of the rabbits.

Everyone has nothing to say at this time, and can only give their own treasures.

Shi Qing summoned the blue-skinned Eight-armed Vajra and the Golden Retriever. However, because the grassland was too wide and the rabbits ran too fast, the effect was not great, but the grassland they passed was destroyed in large areas. Very powerful, almost burnt.

The strong man in workman's clothes, and the owner of the speed system "Lingwu" in black, performed better than Shi Qing. One of them can use the space ability to move instantly, the other is fast, and the other is accurate in catching rabbits.It's just that there are too many rabbits, and each of them has only one pair of hands. It can only be said that they are trying their luck, and they don't know when they will catch them.

The vigorous woman condensed the energy sand into a sharp arrow, and shot through the rabbit's body on the grass from time to time, the efficiency was not much slower than the strong man and the man in black.

There was only the boy with three little birds on his shoulders. He tried several times but found nothing. He had to keep his eyes open and watch his teammates catch the rabbits. He was anxious but helpless.

On Lu Wei's side, Duoji laughed and said loudly to everyone: "I'm sorry everyone, I didn't help much just now, but now I have to take advantage of it."

After finishing speaking, the White Wolf King howled a few times, and a large pack of wolves came from nowhere, spread all over the grassland, and started to catch rabbits.

Although these rabbits are large in number and run fast, there are also many wolves in the pack, and they know how to cooperate with each other.

The author has something to say: Prince Nei Niu Man Mian: Actually, I think I can save it~~