Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 2574 Ling Cauldron Fragmented
I don’t know what Grandpa Gao went through just now, but just looking at his appearance, the illusion he experienced just now was more heart-wrenching than what I had experienced.

I would never have thought that with my great grandfather's cultivation, he should have extremely strong concentration, but even his old man fell into this trap.

Just now Master Huijue said that I have obsessions in my heart, and obsessions are the boundless sea of ​​suffering. It can be seen that my great grandfather has also been struggling in the sea of ​​suffering.

I have always thought that Great-grandfather Gao was so enigmatic and had no desires and desires, but today I just sent a letter to the real him. Usually when I see him, he always wears a layer of disguise. After peeling off the shell, so does he. A sad person.

Looking at the rest of the people, Zhou Yiyang, Bai Zhan... Yue Qiang and Yi Yan also closed their eyes tightly, with tears streaming down their faces. They didn't know what they were thinking about at the moment.

But looking at them, their obsession was not as deep as mine. They just shed tears, but they never made any suicidal moves.

Perhaps it is because so many eminent monks from various sects have been reciting Buddhist sutras. So many eminent monks reciting sutras together form a powerful force of thought that spreads out in all directions. Anyone who is troubled by this magic circle will be affected. Infected by the power of Buddhist thoughts, eliminate the demons in your heart.

But at this moment, a muffled groan suddenly came from my ears. I looked up and saw the little nun Yu Ling sitting in front of the Chaos True Spirit Cauldron falling to the ground, with blood slipping out of her mouth, and that The Chaos True Spirit Cauldron placed on the ground cracked for some unknown reason, and the aroma of dragon bone incense no longer wafted from it.

I was shocked, and quickly went over to help the little nun Yu Ling, and asked with concern: "Little master, are you okay?"

Little nun Yu Ling raised her head and glanced at me, but I saw that her face was pale and bloodless, and her pretty face was extremely delicate, with a hint of pain.

She shook her head at me and said: "Poor nun... Fortunately, the power of this magic circle is too strong. Even the Chaos True Spirit Cauldron cannot break this magic circle. Just now, the poor nun used Buddhist magic to bless the Chaos True Spirit Cauldron. I can't concentrate at all, my mind is full of fragments that I have never seen before, and the poor nun also has a demon in his heart, but he doesn't know where it came from..."

I learned from the old lady that this little nun is a master who has been reincarnated for several lives. He is now in his fourth life. When he used Buddhism to bless the Chaos True Spirit Cauldron just now, the past fragments in his mind should be the memories of his previous lives. , she may not have inner demons in this life, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t have them in previous lives.

Although I thought so in my heart, I couldn't tell her because Master Huijue didn't tell her just now. There must be a reason, so why should I talk too much.

I took out a pill for nourishing qi and coagulating blood from my body, handed it to the little nun, and said: "This is the medicine from Xue Family Pharmacy. It is very effective. Take it. It will have a great impact on your injuries." benefit."

Little nun Yu Ling took the elixir from my hand, nodded slightly, thanked me, swallowed the elixir in one gulp, and sat on the ground again to play with her.

At this time, I suddenly felt dizzy again and my vision began to become blurry again.

No, the Chaos True Spirit Cauldron was shattered by the backlash of the magic circle. It had just suppressed some of the power of the magic circle, so it is probably getting stronger again.

My mind is a little dizzy. The power of the magic circle must have eroded me again. Maybe I will have to enter a new environment again soon.

Before I was confused by the magic circle, I had to think of a way.

Thinking of this, I bit the tip of my tongue, and a tingling pain spread all over my body. The powerlessness that made me dizzy disappeared immediately, and the spiritual platform was completely clear.

When I looked up again, I found that many of us had been hit again. Weeping and crying were everywhere, and some people picked up magic weapons and prepared to commit suicide.

Even the eminent monks from various sects who were reciting Buddhist sutras were swaying from side to side, with cold sweat on their foreheads, obviously unable to resist.

I was a little uneasy about my great-grandfather, so I turned back to look in his direction, but I saw that his face looked extremely calm at this time, as if he was no longer affected by the magic circle.

At this time, I can control myself from being confused by the magic circle for the time being, and my great-grandfather will definitely not be tricked again.

If this magic circle cannot be destroyed, everyone will probably be trapped in the illusion. Bai Maitreya can easily annihilate all of us without any effort.

The power of the magic circle this time is really hard to guard against. You can't feel the existence of the magic circle at all, and you don't know when it was hit.

It is impossible for a monster like Bai Maitreya to refuse to accept this. However, this is what he should be like. After all, at this time, he has the cultivation level of nineteen lifetimes.

After I regained my clarity, I was not idle immediately. When I saw those crazy people who were tortured by illusions, I would use the Eight Steps to avoid them from committing suicide. Sometimes I would knock them out with a palm, or use numbing to boil them. The spirit powder makes it lose all resistance.

But there were too many people here and too few sober people to stop it. For a while, many people were once again confused by the illusion and took various measures with only one purpose, which was to kill themselves. die.

"Shi Xin, follow me and break this magic circle!" Master Huijue's voice rang out from the crowd.

I followed the sound and saw Laohua running quickly to Master Huijue holding the purple golden bowl.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the ground, facing each other, and closed their eyes.

Suddenly, Laohua threw the purple golden bowl overhead. The purple golden bowl flew higher and higher, became bigger and bigger, and spun rapidly.

Master Huijue and Monk Hua, who were sitting on the ground, also chanted Buddhist sutras and blessed the purple gold bowl.

When the sound of the two people chanting Buddhist sutras sounded, the purple golden bowl suddenly burst out with thousands of Buddha lights, overflowing towards the surroundings, and countless large and small Buddha characters floated towards the surroundings.

At this time, the eminent monks from various sects opened their eyes one after another and looked up at Zijinbo, with excited expressions on their faces, as if they had found hope again.

Even the little nun Yu Ling suddenly opened her eyes, clasped her hands together, and looked pious.

Once again, eminent monks from various sects reunited and chanted Buddhist scriptures at the same time.

What they jointly blessed this time was no longer the Chaos True Spirit Cauldron, but the Zijin Bowl, the treasure of Ziliang Mountain.

The majestic Buddha's voice sounded from all directions, like the sound of nature, and the Buddha's light released by the purple golden bowl was even more brilliant.

Those who fell into the brink of madness and were about to commit suicide were enveloped by this group of Buddha's light, and immediately stopped their movements, looking at the purple golden bowl above their heads with tears in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)