One Piece Talk King, starting with a review of devil fruits

Gyoumei of Beiming Island once again proposed to meet with Bellemer, and the high-ranking navy officials hesitated in front of him and did not get to the point of the problem for a long time.

However, this level must be passed after all. Vice Admiral Tsuru is worthy of being a heroine. As the speaker of this meeting, she took the initiative to stand up and explain Bellemer's situation.

There is no exaggeration in the narrative, nor does it evade the navy's dereliction of duty. The black pot was not thrown on the dead. Bellemer died at the hands of his former lifesaver. It is really sad to say that it is a tit-for-tat.

"Coby was once my disciple. I didn't check the scene after breaking his body apart. This is my dereliction of duty. I bear a major responsibility for Bellemer's death." Garp bent his old waist and apologized to the monks of the Buddhist Kingdom.

Admiral Aokiji, who stayed beside the teacher, shared the pot with Garp. The black pot cannot be left to Garp alone. He was careless in meeting the enemy. This is also one of the reasons why Coby became big.

Beimingyu Xingming closed his palms and the Buddhist beads collided together, "Amitabha, I didn't expect this to happen. I want to see the body of Bellumebo, chant the Buddhist sutra for him, and send him off for the last time."

The navy immediately agreed to such a simple request, and the monk entered the navy's morgue. The senior navy officials did not follow him. Only the Sword Secret Team had a conscience and followed behind Beimingyu Xingming.

The hot Peacock walked in front, feeling more or less sad in his heart. He didn't expect that the little brother he had just taken in would die young without making any achievements. Covered with a white cloth.

Drake personally uncovered the white cloth on Bellumebo's body. Beimingyu Xingming did not feel the breath of a living person. He groped forward and accurately held the hand of the corpse. With the other hand, he turned the Buddhist beads. The monk began to chant Buddhist words that outsiders could not understand.

Prince Grus only felt that it was obscure and difficult to understand. He sat on an empty bed in a daze. The death of the young man, Bellumeber, made him more or less sad. He wondered if he would suddenly die one day and say goodbye to this world with a white cloth.

Yun Que was a sentimental girl. She shed tears for Bellumeber's death. After all, the two had met several times. The sudden death of a young life made her feel a little bit of the impermanence of the world.

Beimingyu Xingming was halfway through reciting the mantra of rebirth. He suddenly stopped talking and began to touch Bellumeber's arm. When he touched the hollow heart of the corpse, a doubt flashed across the monk's face.

Soon he changed his compassionate attitude. Beimingyu Xingming showed a relieved expression on his face, and then he put his palms together and chanted Amitabha, "Bellumeber, you are indeed predestined with my Buddha. It is really not your fate. My Buddha is merciful!"

The Sword Confidential Team was confused when they heard the monk suddenly start talking nonsense. There was a big hole in the heart, and the time of death had exceeded eight hours. Bellemer was already dead and could not die any more. How could he not die?

When the hot-tempered Peacock was about to speak up, Beimingyu Xingming took out a devil fruit (Buddha's hand) that looked like a human palm from his shoulder bag, a variant of citron.

But how could a dead person take a devil fruit? The Sword Confidential Team was very curious. They gathered around and looked forward to the next "performance" of Beimingyu Xingming with curious eyes.

The monk did not do any fancy moves, nor did he remove the jaw of the corpse and put it into the mouth of the dead. Instead, he placed the Buddha's hand on the heart of the corpse. After doing the simple work, Beimingyu Xingming closed his palm and chanted Buddhist scriptures. The scene was solemn and majestic, and people dared not disturb him.

With the blessing of the Buddhist scriptures, the surface of the devil fruit gradually produced a golden glow, as if it was steamed by the Buddha's light, and the fruit began to melt and gradually fill the vacancy in the heart.

Under the gaze of the people present, the devil fruit and Bellemeber merged into one. The dead body had already smelled of decay, and under the blessing of the Buddha's light, the corpse spots faded away piece by piece.

Bellemeber's pale dead face gradually regained its blood color, and his heart began to beat immediately, driving the dead blood to circulate again, the hematopoietic function in the body was fully activated, and the pulse also showed signs of beating again.

Originally, his eyes were tightly closed, but his eyeballs regained vitality again, rotating at a low speed under his eyelids, indicating that Bellemeber might wake up at any time. The new brother of the Sword Secret Team actually has a day to come back to life!

"He's really going to live, I can hear his heart beating"

"Berumebo, did you save the world in your previous life? God actually gave you a second chance, I'm so jealous I'm going crazy"

"The speed of his eyeballs moving is getting faster and faster, is he having a nightmare?"

The members of the Sword Secret Team were talking to each other, and they had already opened champagne in advance to celebrate Berumebo's return.However, there was no happy expression on Beimingyu Xingming's face. Instead, tears flowed from a blind man's eyes. He created a sad atmosphere alone, which was somewhat out of tune with the navy present.

"All donors, please leave the room quickly. The one who woke up might not be Bellemer. Something went wrong. Amitabha." Beimingyu Xingming changed his compassionate temperament and suddenly took out a handy tool from his bag.

The monk's weapon was a bit special. A black iron chain connected two weapons. One side was a broad axe and the other side was a meteor hammer. It looked very painful to hit people. Beimingyu Xingming had already set up a battle posture.

The Sword Secret Team felt that the monk master was not joking. Drake, as the backbone, led the team members to retreat behind the door of the morgue, but he couldn't help looking back while walking, so he missed the best time to escape.

In the dim morgue, the resurrected corpse suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light burst out from his eyes.

The light was so dazzling that it instantly enveloped the entire room, as if a small sun fell into the morgue, making everyone present temporarily blind, but the blind monk was not affected.

When the navy's vision gradually recovered, they were surprised to find that Bellumeber had sat up from the corpse bed, the golden light in his eyes was still shining, and a faint golden light arc was emanating from his body, making them feel a sacred breath.

"Where is the blood demon?"

Bellumeber's body once again burst into dazzling golden light, and his whole body burst into dazzling golden light, like a scorching sun in the sky. His body began to increase his muscles exponentially, and his bones made a crackling sound, as if undergoing some mysterious transformation.

As the golden body continued to grow larger, the terrifying oppression he exuded became stronger and stronger, and the air around him seemed to solidify, and everyone was stunned.

Things became more and more uncontrollable. The golden body Arhat descended into this small morgue through Bellumeber as a body medium.