The monk in the martial arts world

Chapter 329

Huixin didn't intend to distinguish between these two people. From his point of view, with this time, it is better to think about how to use the spiritual power. Although he understands the principle, it can be regarded as going against the sky after all.

But there are some things that don't require any effort.

"My lord, do you think this is okay?"

Wufeng took his subordinates and personally cleared a piece of white maple forest, revealing an open space of about [-] square meters.

Gu Hegan stood far away, not approaching this area. Some people actually didn't believe that Huixin could summon the souls of the dead, and felt it was absurd.

"Enough, back off!"

Huixin stepped on the Seven Star Steps, walked around this open space, and after going around a few times, she suddenly shouted, "Forgive me!"

Suddenly, a villa appeared in an open space.

"This is, what is this?"

"How did it come out?"

When the Summer Resort was first built, it had actually become a whole, and this was why Huixin effortlessly included it in the Sumeru Space.

The altar is actually hidden in one of the secret rooms.

Whether it is Gu Hegan or Wufeng, they don't know the mystery, and they are already dumbfounded.

But Hui Xin ignored them, pushed open the gate of the Summer Resort and went inside.

"Sir, you?"

Although Wufeng was surprised, he still wanted to follow Huixin to enter, but was stopped by Huixin and said, "You guys, wait here, I will come as soon as I go!"

No wind can only stand still.

In fact, this area can be regarded as the pure land of wisdom. If it is not necessary, he does not want outsiders to come in.

There are also many memories in it.

"It's time to get back to what it used to be."

Taking off the Taoist robe and changing into a monk's robe, Huixin looked at the bronze mirror, cut off her hair, and held a black iron Zen staff.

The current image must surprise them.

"Amitabha!"

When Huixin walked out of the villa again, everyone was stunned.

Gu Hegan stared and said, "This is, what's going on?"

Wufeng asked hesitantly, "You are Lord Wuzong? Why are you dressed like this?"

"Oh, this is the original appearance of the poor monk, so it's worth making a fuss about. It's getting late, so prepare to bring Bai Feifei here."

"Lord Wu Zong, you are not from the Dakun Empire, are you? Why do you keep hiding your identity? What is your intention?"

Gu Heqian couldn't believe his eyes, pointed at Huixin and covered his chest, heaving up and down.

Huixin snorted coldly, "The poor monk's real name is Huixin, but you said it wrong. I am neither a member of the Dakun Empire, but I am also not a member of the Dagan Empire. Why do you have hatred for the monk?"

"This."

Gu Hegan was quite conflicted, knowing that his only son was killed by the people of the Dakun Empire, he never had a good impression of the monk in his heart, but Huixin was an exception, even he didn't know what to say.

The windless people have already carried Bai Feifei's coffin to the summer resort.

Huixin thought for a while, but picked up the coffin and continued to walk towards the back house.

Wufeng hurriedly asked, "My lord, whether you are a monk or a Taoist priest, as long as you can save Feifei, my Wufeng promise is still valid."

"It doesn't matter, let your people stay in the front hall for the time being, and tell Gu Hegan's people to stay there too. I want to open the altar, and outsiders had better not approach, so as not to collide with the souls of the dead. My place has been banned by Buddhism. Do you understand the poor?" The meaning of the monk?"

Huixin put down the coffin, and Wufeng suddenly saw an altar rising from the ground, and this house seemed to have traps everywhere.

It's a wonderful feeling, like being in an illusion.

Wufeng thought for a while and asked, "My lord, can I stay here? I want to accompany Feifei."

"It's up to you, but no matter what you see, don't make a sound, otherwise if you destroy the ritual, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"Of course, of course, no matter what the adults have, just ask."

Hui Xin shook her head and said, "No need, you just stay in this place, no matter what you see, don't take a step closer to the altar."

Ignoring Wufeng, Huixin knocked open the lid of the coffin with internal strength, picked up Bai Feifei, and placed it on a raised platform in the center of the altar.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Hui Xin circled around Bai Feifei and stood still after making a circle.

Singing the Ksitigarbha Sutra in his mouth, Bai Feifei's spiritual power was attached to his body, his left hand held the immovable King Ming Seal, and the swastika symbol in his right hand faintly and generously radiated.

Wufeng saw that the flags around the altar were fluttering indistinctly in the absence of wind, and was very surprised.

"Amitabha, the Soul Suppressing Spectrum is here, I ask Yama of the Ten Directions to be lenient, release Bai Feifei's soul and return to his place, forgive me!"

Up to the poor and down to the underworld.

The image of Huixin at this time can be said to be like a Buddha possessed, sacred and solemn, but the phantom that rises vaguely from behind, like himself, makes Wufeng's mind shocked, and he dare not look at each other.

Bai Feifei's corpse moved its fingers as if being pulled, and there seemed to be a voice coming from its mouth.

Wufeng was struck by lightning, and hurriedly wanted to go to check, but found that he couldn't move.

The sky outside is like daytime. It is obviously a dark night, but auspicious clouds are floating in the sky for no reason, as if a big Buddha is rising from the west, with a radius of thousands of miles, anyone can see it clearly.

Not to mention that Gu He was overly frightened when he fucked them.

Huixin's feet landed on the ground, her hands pinching Yinjue, the map of Jiangshan and Sheji in her mind was suddenly activated, and the scene that emerged vaguely showed the landform of the Daqian Empire.

One percent of the power of merit, released by this supernatural power, can vaguely pass into Bai Feifei's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Forgiveness! The soul is back! Blessing!"

Hui Xin yelled, and a burst of golden light came out of his eyes, as if he wanted to see everything through the essence of life.

In fact, he was able to summon the soul because Huixin knew that Bai Feifei was a congenital sixth-level master before his death, and even if he died in the Yang God Realm, his soul would not disappear so quickly.

Wufeng was dumbfounded, saw a white shadow, was attracted by Huixin's supreme magic skill, and flew into Bai Feifei's body.

"Could it be that this is the Yang God Realm? No wonder they said that as long as you reach the Yang God Realm, it's equivalent to having an extra life."

A feeling of exhaustion hit, Hui Xin barely mobilized his skills, and he also recited the Buddhist classics in his mouth.

After the sky returned to night, this ceremony also proceeded to the last moment.

"Amitabha, good is good!"

Hui Xin slowly closed her kung fu, neither sad nor happy, Bai Feifei seemed to have opened her eyes on the raised stone platform.

"Fly!"

Wufeng found that he could move, so he quickly jumped up and ran towards Huixin.

"Wait a minute, didn't I tell you not to come over, do you want to die!"

"My lord, me."

Wufeng could only stop and stand still.

Hui Xin waved her hand and released the restraint, then she walked down the altar and said to Wufeng, "Come here with the poor monk, she is like a blank sheet of paper now, she doesn't recognize anyone, but fortunately she was originally a congenital master, and Yang God used it before. After one time, it will never appear again, that is to say, even if she re-cultivates, she will not step into the fifth level of innate, do you understand?"

"Could it be..."

(End of this chapter)