Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　After a moment, he nodded.

　　"as you wish."

　　The words fall.

　　He stretched out his hand and dropped it.

　　Press directly on the lid of Zhao Li's heavenly spirit.

　　The right hand falls.

　　In the depths of Zhao Li's eyes, a black lotus flower was quietly blooming.

　　The unintentional spiritual sense also sneaked into Zhao Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

　　This is Wuxin's 25th time entering the sea of ​​consciousness of others.

　　Different from his own sea of ​​consciousness.

　　At this moment, Zhao Li's sea of ​​consciousness was actually empty.

　　Nothing at all.

　　There is only one side of the lake that is as blue as a mirror.

　　And in the most central position of this lake.

　　Zhao Li's consciousness was sitting there.

　　Alone.

　　Like an old monk entering meditation, his eyes are lowered.

　　And this moment comes here with no intention.

　　Zhao Li, who was originally alone, finally raised his head and looked at Wuxin, with a solemn face, and finally spoke again.

　　"I know, you have planted the black lotus in my brain for a long time."

　　"I don't know what it's good for, and I don't want to know."

　　"I know you have a way."

　　"I don't care what means you use, even if you sacrifice my soul completely, it doesn't matter."

　　"I just want to know what happened to the underworld... a hundred years ago!"

　　……

　　"You'll see."

　　"Everything!"

　　Seeing this without the heart, he replied solemnly.

　　The words fall.

　　In Zhao Li's sea of ​​consciousness, a gust of wind actually rose.

　　A puddle of lake water was blown.

　　……

　　With the folds of the lake.

　　A huge black lotus of spiritual sense suddenly emerged from under the water.

　　It was unexpectedly that Zhao Li's entire spiritual mind was wrapped into it!

　　As for Wuxin, at this moment, his figure flew directly into the sky above Zhao Li's Sea of ​​​​Consciousness.

　　I started to recite the Buddhist scriptures continuously.

　　At the same time, the Dao Heart Seed Magic method has been operated to the extreme!

　　……

　　Brilliant like Sanskrit made of immortal gold, falling from the air.

　　Below the black lotus, the magic energy rises from all sides.

　　Like a rootless fire, Zhao Li's entire sea of ​​consciousness was completely ignited.

　　The sea of ​​knowledge is boiling!

　　The severe pain caused Zhao Li's body to fall into a state of rigidity, and he began to twitch unconsciously.

　　In fact, what he just said was not wrong.

　　This is indeed the method of soul sacrifice in disguise.

　　Through infinite proximity to death.

　　To wake up Zhao Li's sleeping, or in other words, sealed memory.

　　……

　　This method is crazy.

　　In fact, Zhao Li had tried it himself before, but compared to Wuxin.

　　What he did was not so absolute.

　　At least not as soon as he came up, he set Zhao Li's entire sea of ​​knowledge on fire.

　　To know.

　　If this doesn't work out.

　　However, it will cause irreversible and permanent damage to Zhao Li.

　　So now.

　　It really pushed Li Zhao to a dead end!

　　……

　　extreme oppression.

　　The cycle between life and death.

　　It's not just killing Zhao Li's spiritual thoughts.

　　It is also weakening the seal prohibition in Zhao Li's body layer by layer.

　　After many rounds.

　　An invisible mountain that was originally pressing on Zhao Li's heart was finally completely removed.

　　Countless memory fragments

　　At this time, like a butterfly, it fluttered its wings and flew out.

　　……

　　At this moment, Zhao Li is sitting cross-legged in the black lotus

　　Looking at the memory butterflies, they fluttered out.

　　In a trance, as if seeing the past, like a revolving lantern, in front of his eyes, constantly passing by.

　　He finally saw the Arhat in the mouth of the crowd.

　　Also seen a hundred years ago.

　　For the sake of a guqin, he broke into the picture of Mengpo Village.

　　I saw the death of Sanqi's mother and predecessor Meng Po.

　　Also... see more.

　　……

　　After a long time.

　　He opened his eyes again.

　　Wuxin has already retreated from his own sea of ​​consciousness

　　As for myself, on my cheeks, I don't know when, there were two more lines of tears.

　　"Zhao Li, Zhao Li, how are you?"

　　Watch him wake up.

　　Sanqi hurried over and asked.

　　With concern in his eyes.

　　Seeing this, Zhao Li also laughed and said.

　　"I am fine."

　　"I... remember everything."

　　"You all remember?"

　　Sanqi's eyes lit up.

　　There was a little more anticipation in his eyes.

　　Seeing this, Zhao Li nodded solemnly and continued.

　　"Yeah, I remember everything that happened a hundred years ago..."

　　"Your mother, your predecessor Meng Po, strictly speaking, did not die at my hands."

　　"Because she was seriously injured before she played against me."

　　"Who hurt her?"

　　Sanqi asked again, looking a little nervous.

　　Zhao Li raised his head and looked at her like this.

　　There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "You already guessed it, didn't you?"

　　"Really her?"