"Can he make it?"
While Fang Xing was in a daze, he heard some people talking. One of them was Bai Qianzhang. The other one's voice was deep and solemn. One of them didn't seem to be optimistic about Fang Xing's current situation, but the other one was very confident. "After ten years of frustration, he has made up his mind and made up his mind. There are many forks in the road ahead of him, but he has proved that although he behaves like a devil, he will never be possessed by it. Only with this kind of willpower can he endure this Devil Seed Panacea, which is said to be the most evil pill in the past one hundred thousand years …"
"It's not that simple. This elixir is the Daoist Source of Ten Thousand Demons. If you want to use this elixir to help him repair his damaged Dao foundation, it might work, but it won't go smoothly. Firstly, this elixir is from the Daoist Source of Ten Thousand Demons, and it needs a strong seal to stay in his body. This is the first difficulty. Secondly, it's not enough for him to accept this elixir. Secondly, he needs to understand the Freedom of All Things before he can turn this Daoist Source into his own Daoist Source and turn the vitality of ten thousand demons into his own. This is the second difficulty. Thirdly, the Myriad Spirits Elixir is not different from the Life Elixir Elixir in essence. Because the Myriad Spirits Elixir is the Daoist Source of more than ten thousand demons of ancient times, it's not comparable to refining the Life Elixir Elixir that was refined by hundreds of thousands of mortals. Firstly, it's for the sake of saving ten thousand demons, and secondly, it's for the sake of saving the lives of ten thousand demons.
"He won't be willing to sink into this world, and neither will I!"
"This child has already seen through you. It is you who are unwilling to let go!"
"Hehe, I've taught him for three years and watched him for twenty years. I understand his nature. Seeing through him is one thing, but being willing is another!"
"…"
In his dreams, Fang Xing couldn't help but shout, "Uncle Eleven, you're the best! You're absolutely right! If it weren't for the fact that there's no other way, who would f * cking see through it? That nagging old monk, shut up! You're the one who saw through it! Your entire family saw through it …"
The other voice was silent for a long time, as if it had made the final decision, "Well, since you're determined, how about we, the Lingshan Temple, accompany you on this child? The restriction you branded on him is not enough to suppress the Panacea. I will help him suppress the Source of Tao with one hundred Eight Arhats Formation, and then guide him to the Lingshan Temple. I will pass on the Rulai Sutra to him and help him comprehend the true meaning of freedom and transform the Source of Tao. If this can be done, he will have a greater chance of success with Shinsyu on the trip to the Devil Abyss a year later … "
After that, Fang Xing fell into a deep sleep again. He didn't know how long he had slept, but he only felt nightmares. Sometimes, he turned into an ancient demon, fighting on the battlefield and slaughtering the enemy cultivators. Sometimes, he turned into a scholar in white who had the destiny in his hands and deduced the destiny of heaven and earth. Sometimes, he turned into a demon beast who cultivated hard in the deep mountains. He didn't come out for a thousand years, but when he finally came out, he was directly involved in a great battle that swept through the Nan Zhan region. He didn't even have time to experience the taste of the mortal world before he was captured and the Source of Tao seal was extracted …
In countless dreams, he incarnated as countless people and experienced thousands of lives.
After an unknown period of time, countless voices sounded in his mind.
"Good luck, good luck, I'm going to use this kid to be reborn and conquer the world again …"
"Luck, luck, with this body, why would I need to reincarnate and cultivate again?"
"This body is mine!"
"It's mine …"
All kinds of noises came one after another in Fang Xing's head. It was a mess, as if there were countless people quarreling. Fang Xing really couldn't stand it anymore. He suddenly roared, "All of you, stop quarreling. This is mine …"
The voices paused for a moment, then became chaotic again, as they tried their best to talk to Fang Xing.
"Kid, surrender to me, and I'll help you repair your Dao foundation, so you can stand above all living beings again …"
Someone's appearance appeared in Fang Xing's Divine Sense. He wore a green robe and had a white beard, like a kind old man.
Fang Xing looked at him disdainfully, "If I wanted to stand above all living beings, why would I need to look for you?"
"Kid, surrender to me, and I'll give you all the Three Great Secret Treasures that I've left in this world!"
Another person appeared, wearing a golden robe with big sleeves, like an emperor.
Fang Xing was even more disdainful of him, "If I don't need you to give me, won't I rob you?"
"Hehe, little brother, I'm a fairy of the demon race, my beauty has been unparalleled for thousands of years, if you surrender to me …"
An indescribably beautiful woman appeared, she was charming and enchanting.
Fang Xing directly crossed his arms and looked at her with disdain, "I've even slept with a dragon, why would I like you?"
"Hahahahaha … If you're not willing to surrender, you can only be a useless person for the rest of your life, and you'll disappear after you die …"
Thousands of voices mocked and laughed, their voices harsh.
Fang Xing put his hands on his waist and scolded them, "Being a useless person is still better than you guys, why don't we take off our pants and have a competition?"
"Wahhh, you're pissing me off. Shut up, kid. Your body is mine for sure …"
"If you're so awesome, why don't you go to heaven?"
…
…
Outside the Sea of Consciousness, there was a mountain valley shrouded in mist. On the cliffs of the mountain, there were many monks with golden bodies sitting cross-legged, chanting sutras. There were a total of one hundred and eight of these monks, and their cultivation was impressively at the Golden Core realm. At the bottom of the valley, Fang Xing was sitting cross-legged in a clear pond. The water around him sometimes turned blood red, sometimes it turned black, and sometimes it turned milky white.
And at the top of the valley, a short and fat monk in a purple cassock and a man in white with silver hair were sitting cross-legged on a futon, but in front of them was a scroll of sutras, on which all the phantoms in Fang Xing's sea of consciousness were displayed.
When they saw Fang Xing scolding all the demonic intents in the Thousand Spirit Pill in such an awe-inspiring manner that the group of demonic shadows couldn't even open their mouths, the short and fat monk and the white-haired man both fell silent. Their expressions were strange, and they didn't say anything for a long time. After a long while, the short and fat monk coughed softly and said hesitantly, "His Dao Heart is firm, and no evil can invade him, right?"
The white-haired man sneered and said, "You don't have to make it sound so nice, he's just good at scolding people!"
The short and fat monk couldn't help laughing, shook his head helplessly, and said, "It's my miscalculation. He can be possessed by the devil? Haha, on the road of cultivation, sooner or later, there will be a devil. This man is one of the least likely to be possessed by the devil that I've seen in my three thousand years of cultivation … "
At this time, Fang Xing naturally didn't know that all the reactions of resisting the demonic thoughts in the illusion had been seen by others. The Panacea that Bai Qianzhang put into his body was the Taoist origin of thousands of demons, which also represented thousands of consciousness. When this pill was put into the body, it was equivalent to facing the possession of thousands of demons. All kinds of thoughts were the devils in the heart, trying to lure Fang Xing to lose his original heart and fall into the devil's hands. However, even the Chief Monk of Lingshan Temple and Bai Qianzhang didn't expect that these devils in the heart …
… were all scolded by Fang Xing to the point that they couldn't say a word!
Until now, the devil shadow, which was formed by the obsession of the female fairy that was once seen in ten thousand years in the Demon Clan, was still squatting and drawing circles at the edge of Fang Xing's Ocean of Consciousness … "He actually said that I'm not as beautiful as a dragon. What's so beautiful about a four-legged snake with horns on its head …"
I've seen people who passed through the Devil's Tribulation, but I've never seen anyone who scolded the Devil's Tribulation …
However, during this process, as Fang Xing's curses grew fiercer and fiercer, and the more he cursed, the slower the color of the spring water around him changed. It changed from a variety of different colors to a few different colors. In the end, the spring water gradually became clear, and then stabilized. After an entire hour, the spring water was clear and pure, without any impurities.
At this time, at Fang Xing's chest and abdomen, a ball of light enshrouded by a treasure gradually emerged. It seemed to be anxious to escape, and kept jumping around. However, a few runes blocked it, preventing it from breaking through Fang Xing's body.
The hundred and eight golden arhats around him started chanting at the same time. They chanted sutras with great cultivation base, and the sutras appeared in their mouths. They even turned into golden runes one after another, covering the sky and the earth, densely descending towards Fang Xing in the middle of the valley. They covered the surface of Fang Xing's body, and other than his head and face, not a part of his body was left. They were the size of flies, like tattoos all over his body.
The infinite sutras sealed the ball of light that had been trying to break through Fang Xing's body, causing it to gradually stabilize.
The light gradually softened, and finally faded away. It obediently stayed in Fang Xing's body, and never appeared again.
"It's settled!"
The short and fat monk in the purple kasaya gently sighed and turned to look at the white-haired Bai Qianzhang. "As long as he agrees to join my Lingshan Temple and become my Arhat, I will teach him the Maha-Vairocana Sutra, and even help him understand the true meaning of Buddha's freedom. At that time, he can turn this Panacea into his own Dao foundation. Not only will he recover his previous cultivation base, but he will also be able to go one step further and reach the cultivation base of half-step Yuanying. At that time, I think he will really have the ability to fight against the few Divine Sons of the Central Region and the group of devils in the Devil Abyss. He is your disciple, so you should persuade him. I want to see that woman. Jiu Rou is going to use the method of cultivating devils in the Devil Abyss to train a True Immortal. This method is much riskier than this boy's!"
"Go ahead, Chief Monk!"
Bai Qianzhang clasped his hands and sent the Chief Monk of Lingshan Temple off. Then, he waved to a stone cliff not far away. "Shinsyu, come here!"
Hidden behind the cliff was a young monk wearing a white monk's robe. He had a handsome appearance and an otherworldly aura. At this moment, he was hiding behind a boulder, sneakily peeking down into the valley. Only after Uncle Eleven's shout revealed his location did he timidly walk over.
Bai Qianzhang smiled and pointed to the valley below. "That's your Senior Brother. Go and shave his head!"
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