King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 142 The Most Special Existence

Even though it has sunk into the ground for many years, there is still a faint smell of sandalwood floating in the sacrificial hall.

In the middle of the sacrificial hall is a huge golden Buddha, as high as a hill, which looks terrifying.

If a person with a fear of giants sees it, he will immediately faint from fright.

The rest of the layout is similar to the Buddhist hall that Han Yujue saw in the pagoda of the Falan Temple that day.

After a week of inspection, there seems to be nothing particularly noteworthy, except for the paradoxical big Buddha.

Shouldn't Buddha statues all have kind faces?
However, this big Buddha hangs his eyes and looks down on the rosette, as if he regards all living beings as ants.

"Hero Yan, you don't mean to bring us here to pray to Buddha and God?"

"Hey, I never believe in those gods and Buddhas." Yan Qingyun waved his huge sword, and the sword wind he brought out immediately wiped away the dust on the golden body of the Buddha, "Look carefully, the eyeballs of this Buddha statue! "

Han Yu was determined to think that even if I wasn't short-sighted, this Buddha statue was as big as a hill, how could I see clearly what its eyeballs looked like.

Mo Qingyan said with a smile, "I never thought that the earth spirit beads would be inlaid in the eyes of Buddha statues."

Han Yujue let out an "ah", so the pupils of this big Buddha statue are the earth spirit beads? !

"Miss Han, so what you're looking for is the Earth Spirit Orb?" Qiao Yiran asked in surprise.

Now, Han Yujue didn't need to hide anything from him anymore, so he nodded and said, "Yes, I was poisoned by the painting skin Gu poison, so my face was disfigured, and I need it to detoxify."

Qiao Yiran smiled and said: "If Miss Han can be restored to her original beauty, it is worth picking the stars in the sky."

Murong Che gave Qiao Yiran a cold look, and if it wasn't for the fact that he had helped Han Yujue, he would have cut off his mouth for tricking Han Yujue with his rhetoric.

Lucia seemed to have a good impression of Qiao Yiran, and after hearing what he said, she giggled.

brush!
Murong Che jumped up, jumped onto the orchid finger of the Buddha statue, then onto the shoulder, and jumped onto the bridge of the nose for the third time.

The knife was inserted into the eye socket of the Buddha statue, and there were a few crisp cutting sounds of "sizzling", and the eyeballs of the Buddha statue finally fell into Murong Che's hands.

Murong Che returned to the ground and spread out his palms.

Han Yujue picked up the bead.

The amber smooth surface is crystal clear, and it can be seen that there seems to be a world of quicksand that is constantly churning inside the Lingzhu. If you close your eyes and listen quietly, you may still hear the sound of wind and sand.

A regular pulsation was faintly transmitted from the Lingzhu, which made people think, is there really a living world in this Lingzhu?
And could this vast world they live in be just the inside of another spirit bead, which is in the hands of people beyond the sky?

Thinking hard.

However, Han Yujue doesn't have time to think about these philosophical issues right now. Just like what Yan Qingyun said, the group of them were playing around on the road and even being kidnapped, which has already wasted enough time.

"Mr. Mo, please."

Han Yujue handed over the Earth Spirit Orb to Mo Qingyan.

Mo Qingyan nodded with a smile, holding up the Earth Spirit Orb.

The bead unexpectedly floated slowly in Mo Qingyan's palm automatically.

Mo Qingyan stared at it, and there was a wave of wavering in his usually calm eyes, as if even he had thought about the question just now.

Buddhism, like the Dao, is endless. As the treasure of the Buddhaland, the Earth Spirit Orb seems to have an indescribable power that can make people think about the origin of all things involuntarily.

The Earth Spirit Orb began to spin into the sky, emitting orange light.

Everyone was bathed in the light of the Lingzhu, their tiredness gradually disappeared, and their bodies became lighter.

Qiao Yiran was secretly glad that he followed them.

To be able to improve one's cultivation through the Earth Spirit Orb without doing anything is a rare thing in a thousand years!
He felt that he had finally broken through a level.

If you practice on your own, you may have to practice for another ten or eight years.

Before, he was a little wary of Ke Jiaojiao, and he could only get rid of them by inducing them to enter the mechanism, but now, there is no need to use such tortuous methods.

Ke Jiaojiao's level is no longer his opponent.

The light like the warm sun relieved everyone's nervousness, homesickness, or grief, so that everyone got a temporary peace.

The most dazzling light gathered on Han Yujue.

Han Yujue felt that the foreign body that had been entangled in his brain had finally been removed, and his mind was clearer than ever before. The burning sensation on his right face completely dissipated, and he began to feel refreshed.

In the light, Han Yujue gently took off the butterfly wing mask, and stretched out his hand to caress his right cheek.

There is no uneven touch, no scratchy scars, smooth and tender as silk, and can be broken by blowing bombs.

This butterfly wing mask is no longer needed.

But Han Yujue didn't want to throw it away, wearing it on his face for so long, he seemed to have feelings for it.

Moreover, it could be regarded as a gift from Shen Xiao to himself.

Recalling when she first found out that she was disfigured, she never felt so uncomfortable, as if everyone around her would abandon her because of this ugly face.

They didn't.

Even Shen Xiao, who was full of romance and only saw beauty in his eyes, still treated her as before, and even cared more about her than before.

Only then did she understand that people who are sincere to her are not good to her because she is strong or beautiful, so of course she will not laugh at her and leave her just because she is disfigured.

In a lifetime, how many people can you meet who treat each other with sincerity like this.

Han Yujue smiled lightly, touching the embellishment on the butterfly wing mask, it seemed as if a piece of ice had melted in his heart, and the spring flowers were just blooming.

The light gradually faded, and the Earth Spirit Orb fell back into Mo Qingyan's palm.

"Yujue." Murong Che called, with a hint of joy.

Han Yujue put away the butterfly wing mask and said with a smile, "Thank you, I think I'm fine."

Lucia looked at Han Yujue, her eyes widened, and her pointed elf ears trembled twice, "Master, so you are so beautiful after taking off the mask..."

She felt that Han Yujue was beautiful enough wearing a mask, but she never imagined that after taking off the mask, he could be so captivating.

Lucia's hometown is full of beautiful elves flying everywhere, with perfect facial features, she's already tired of seeing them.

But her master clearly has a pitiful and beautiful face, but her body exudes a cold and arrogant temperament. This kind of beauty is too unique and unforgettable.

The beauty of elves is always the same, and now Lucia finally understands why the elders of elves told her that although humans are mostly evil, they are also the most special existence in the six worlds...

Han Yujue smiled at Lucia: "Lucia, you are exaggerating..."

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of her eyes.

"Murong Che?..."

He actually kissed her hard in front of everyone!

(End of this chapter)