Sacrifice my child to the evil spirit? I will turn into a zombie to take revenge

Ye Yu asked bluntly without any hesitation.

Although Qingxuan suggested a method of resurrection, Xiaobao's situation is different from Xiaoli's, so the same method may not be applicable.

Now that Xuanzong has a method to stabilize his spirit, he should naturally also have a method to revive Xiaobao.

“Buddha is merciful. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, but it also talks about fate.

If there is no affinity, even Buddha cannot bring back the dead;
If there is a destiny, it will recover. "

Xuanzong looked at Ye Yu and murmured, he really couldn't think of a way to resurrect Xiaobao for a moment. The key was that yin and yang, life and death, were all in the dark. How could it be easy to reverse yin and yang?

"Fate? What is fate?

I am not a Buddhist. I only ask for one thing: to revive my son.

As for fate, if I don’t give up, fate will come true. But if I just follow fate, my son will die.

This is also what you call fate! "

How could Ye Yu care so much? What does the Buddhist concept of cause and effect have to do with him?

If Sakyamuni had just gone with the flow and had not worked hard to gain enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, how could he have attained Buddhahood?

Everything has its cause and effect and destiny. As for fate, it pales in comparison with cause and effect.

"Supreme Lord, it is said that the two semi-saints of Buddhism, Jie Yin and Zhunti, both had lotus bodies transformed into flesh. There is also the period of Conferred Gods. Nezha, the son of Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, also had his body made of lotus roots by Taiyi Zhenren. This method may be worth a try."

Seeing that Xuanzong stopped talking, Mahoraga spoke at the right time.

These are just rumors, but now that Mount Buzhou has reappeared and legends are becoming reality, it might be worth a try.

"The lotus takes the shape of the lotus root." Ye Yu murmured repeatedly, his eyes gradually brightening.

The quasi-saints of Buddhism and the Marshal of the Altar in Heaven can transform themselves into lotus roots, so why can't Xiaobao do the same?
"Good!" After hearing this, Xuanzong didn't say anything more. No matter which method was used, Ye Yu would leave this world. As long as he didn't bring harm to the human world, it would be enough.

Now that Ye Yu has found a way to resurrect his son, Xuanzong just wants him to leave quickly. It is ultimately disrespectful for a big zombie to rush into the Buddhist temple.

"In that case, let's go." Ye Yu did not delay any longer. The reason why he came to the Mahavairocana Sect was to seek a way to resurrect Xiaobao so that Xuanzong could read the ancient Buddhist scriptures. Now that he has obtained the method, there is naturally no need for him to stay in the Mahavairocana Sect.

"Amitabha, Lord Ye, and both of you, take care!" Xuanzong clasped his hands together, looked at Ye Yu, Mahoragi, and the green snake wrapped around Mahoragi, and spoke, with the intention of seeing them off written on his face.

"If Master Xuanzong does not go with me, what should I do when the formation expires?" Ye Yu raised his eyebrows and said to Xuanzong. After learning that the formation had a time limit, Ye Yu planned to bring Xuanzong with him.

He and Mahoraga were filled with murderous aura and couldn't even get close to Xiaobao, so how could they let Xuanzong leave?

It is no exaggeration to say that Xuanzong at this time is Xiaobao's greatest hope for recovery.

“Forty-nine days is enough for…” Before Xuanzong could speak, he was met with Ye Yu’s cold gaze. If he refused today, the thousand-year-old Buddhist Mahavairocana Sect would probably be destroyed.

"Forget it, let me accompany Lord Ye on this trip." Xuanzong agreed reluctantly. At this point, he had no better solution.

After Xuanzong nodded, the three figures disappeared in the Buddhist hall.

The green snake that was grinding its teeth around Mahoragi was also shocked by Ye Yu's aura.

This is the real devil, a zombie, who threatened the lives of Buddhist disciples in front of the golden statue of Buddha and kidnapped the abbot. How domineering is this? If she and her sister had such strength, how could the tragedy happen later?

While being shocked by Ye Yu's powerful strength, the green snake was also wondering how Fahai, the bald donkey, could have such a strong body after being possessed by the devil.

It was beyond her imagination. Even the golden body of Arhat could be pierced by her fangs, but at this moment, biting on Fahai's shoulder was more like grinding her teeth.

At the same time, Bald Donkey's attitude towards the Night Supreme was like that of a follower, extremely respectful.

Ever since her sister went to Purgatory to atone her sins, she has been practicing in seclusion at the bottom of Crescent Lake, unaware of what is happening in the outside world. If she hadn't sensed Fahai's presence today, she would not have come out.

After being in seclusion for hundreds of years, how could such a big devil appear in the world? Even the bald donkey became his servant. It was unbelievable even for the snakes.

At the same time, at the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum, a figure in a dragon robe stood on the top of the imperial mausoleum, looking down on the world and overlooking the entire Xiancheng.

Looking at the prosperous Xiancheng, Ying Zheng felt deeply moved. This is the great China.

"I will unify the mountains and rivers, suppress the dragon veins of the nine states, and continue the prosperity of China.

Now that Mount Buzhou has appeared in the world, the immortals and gods no longer care about worldly affairs, and the evil demons are ambitious and want to break out of purgatory and bring disaster to the Chinese people. How can I tolerate this!
My resurrection today is a mandate from Heaven!
Great Qin soldiers, wake up! "

The First Emperor's voice was sonorous and powerful, and the deep tone seemed to be able to penetrate the space and strike the heart of the hearer.

Tourists stopped one after another, feeling an indescribable tingling sensation on their bodies, and looked towards the top of the imperial tomb mountain.

"Is this... cosplaying as the First Qin Emperor at the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor?"

“I have to say that it is unprecedented to find such a niche track.”

"How dare you, a traitor, imitate my charming ancestor?"

After a burst of excitement, the tourists came to their senses. Some did not understand and showed no respect, some just watched the fun, and some scolded and cursed.
There are all kinds of theories, but no one believes this is true.

As everyone was talking, Mount Li began to shake.

"Oh shit, there's an earthquake!"

"What earthquake? This is retribution. Insulting the First Emperor is unforgivable. He really deserves to die!"

"No, this earthquake is not right, it's the sound of heavy troops marching!"

Those who were still able to remain rational soon discovered the abnormality. They looked up suddenly and saw gusts of yellow sand being stirred up above the imperial tomb. The sky, which was clear a second ago, immediately became gloomy, covered with dark clouds and howling winds.

The dark thunderclouds were like a gray quilt covering the imperial mausoleum, making it hard to breathe.

"Jiujiu and Lao Qin fought against the national calamity together."

"Old Qin is a valiant man, defending our country."

In the howling wind, a uniform voice rang out from the imperial mausoleum and spread in all directions. The voice was full of fighting spirit, fearless and invincible.

Gray mist gushed out from the imperial mausoleum, enveloping the entire mausoleum. Then, square formations of thousands of people were seen walking out of the mausoleum in unison and stepping onto the sacred path in front of the mausoleum. The stone statues on both sides of the sacred path nodded and looked at each other.

The moment those Qin soldiers in armor stepped out of the imperial mausoleum, lightning and thunder roared in the sky. Thunderbolts as thick as human arms rolled in the thunderclouds, but no thunderbolt struck down. Only the roar of the thunderbolts hiding behind the thunderclouds could be heard. (End of this chapter)