Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragon
"Buddha!"
The chanting of Sanskrit resounded in the space of Hell. Without the demon, the entire space of Hell turned golden. One hundred and eight flesh Buddhas surrounded Ye Fei and chanted sutras. Finally, these sutras turned into golden chains.
These were the chains used to trap demons. They were the same as the chains used to trap the golden Buddhas and suppress the Gates of Hell, but they were different.
This was because these chains did not wrap around Ye Fei's body. Instead, they went deep into Ye Fei's soul. What Ye Fei grabbed was not a huge "Buddha" character, but a golden chain.
This chain allowed him to see a ray of light in the dark demonic abyss. It also allowed him to see a ray of light. He subconsciously grabbed onto this chain as if he was a drowning person grabbing onto a life-saving straw. He used all his strength to climb up.
One step, two steps, ten steps, a hundred steps... The chanting of Sanskrit became louder and louder. The light was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, Ye Fei opened his eyes. His eyes were no longer blood-red. They had returned to their normal color.
There was a glimmer of light in his eyes. He was deep in thought.
"I've been bedeviled. I'm back!"
Suddenly, an intense spiritual energy fluctuation came from the space of the beast mark. Xiao Cao wiped away his tears. He tried very hard to hide his charred hands behind his back so that Ye Fei wouldn't notice. Then, Xiao Cao cried loudly and threw himself into Ye Fei's arms. The scene just now had really frightened Xiao Cao.
"Xiao Cao, I'm sorry. I promise that something like this will never happen again!" Ye Fei hugged Xiao Cao tightly. His heart trembled when he saw Xiao Cao's charred hands that he had deliberately hidden.
This time, he had been too careless. Who would have thought that the demon would be able to counterattack before he died? This time, Ye Fei could be considered to have truly experienced what it meant to survive a calamity.
"The path of martial arts is really difficult. However, I will not give up! It is because of these difficulties that I can go further and become stronger! "
After comforting Xiao Cao, Ye Fei solemnly bowed to the 108 flesh Buddhas around him. "Masters, thank you."
He knew that without the chanting of the golden Buddhas, he would have been pulled into the dark abyss by the blood demon and completely turned into a demon. This danger was even more terrifying than the human demon causing him to fall into darkness.
"Buddha!"
The 108 flesh Buddhas opened their mouths again. They revealed benevolent expressions. They put their palms together and slowly closed their eyes. Their bodies emitted layers of golden light. Buddhas. which quickly turned into raging golden flames.
The 108 flesh Buddhas began to burn. Their corporeal bodies turned into dust, and their minds became pure white relics.
Only then did Ye Fei realize that these flesh Buddhas had already passed away. Their only obsession in this world was to suppress the evil demon.
When Ye Fei used the Heavenly Tribulation to destroy the demon and fell into a demonic state, these flesh Buddhas instinctively chanted Buddhist scriptures to enlighten Ye Fei. This was a way of thanking Ye Fei for getting rid of the demon that they had not yet gotten rid of.
"If hell is not empty, I vow not to become a Buddha! Treasure Temple Heavenly Dragon, Eight Notes Demon Suppression! "
In the end, the 107 golden Buddhas vanished into thin air. Only the old monk who had been the first to enter had a serious expression on his face as he spoke Buddhist hymns. This Buddhist hymns caused Ye Fei's body to tremble. Only now did he remember that although the flesh Buddhas had awakened him from his bedevilment, they didn't have the power to get rid of the Devil blood in his body.
After saying this, the old monk gradually disappeared. Only a golden Buddhist relic in his hand slowly flew towards Ye Fei.
"Golden?"
Ye Fei was very surprised. He subconsciously caught the relic. Suddenly, he heard eight loud roars. It was the Roar of the Heavenly Dragon. It was the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon that the golden Buddhas had used before. However, it was purer and more exquisite than the golden Buddhas'.
Even more miraculously, Ye Fei's boiling demon blood magically calmed down when he heard these eight roars. He could not help but recall the words that the old monk had told him before he turned into dust. "Treasure Temple Heavenly Dragon, Eight Notes Demon Suppression!"
Suddenly, an extremely bold idea appeared in Ye Fei's mind. "Could it be that these eminent monks had already predicted that once someone got rid of the demon, the demon god would definitely devour the opponent and turn the person who got rid of the demon into a new demon? Was that why the 108 flesh Buddhas were guarding this place to prevent the new demon from appearing and at the same time to save my life?"
With this speculation, Ye Fei did not hesitate any longer. He got Xiao Cao to return to the beast mark space. Then, he picked up the golden relic and sent his Spiritual Sense into it.
Immediately, Ye Fei saw eight huge Heavenly Dragons swimming in a golden world. As they swam, they emitted mysterious ancient sounds and spewed out Dragon Qi. Finally, the Dragon Qi formed a series of symbols that surged into Ye Fei's mind.
"The Eight Division Heavenly Dragon is a gift to the fated one. The Eight Dragon Golden Body is invulnerable to all evil!" Following that, a series of chants for the cultivation of the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon appeared.
Ye Fei felt that this cultivation technique was extremely mysterious. It required the use of telekinesis to cultivate. Buddhist cultivators were different from martial artists. Buddhist cultivators did not cultivate True Yuan, but telekinesis. The stronger the telekinesis, the stronger the golden body! For example, a relic was formed by a powerful eminent monk's lifetime of telekinesis.
And in front of Ye Fei, besides the golden relic in his hand, there were also 108 white relics. Clearly, these relics were deliberately left behind by the flesh Buddhas to help Ye Fei cultivate the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon Golden Body and suppress the demon blood in his body!
"Masters, many thanks!" Ye Fei stood up and bowed respectfully in all directions. Then, he collected all the relics. "These relics can be considered my reward for getting rid of the demon. At the same time, they are the foundation for my cultivation of the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon!"
Now that there was no danger, Ye Fei simply sat down cross-legged in this hellish space. He began to work hard to understand the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon's cultivation technique.
As forming the golden body required telekinesis and not True Yuan, Ye Fei did not have to worry about affecting the power of despair in his body.
First, he spent a month to completely understand the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon. He also understood the fundamental difference between Buddhist cultivators and martial cultivators. In the next two months, he began to refine the 108 relics in his hand to strengthen his telekinesis. This was so that his telekinesis could reach the level of forming the Buddhist golden body.
It was worth mentioning that after three months of continuous recuperation, he still had a large number of immortal crystals that he could eat as much as he wanted. Xiao Cao's injured arm. It had also recovered its previous fair and tender skin. It began to run around in the hellish space without a care in the world. Occasionally, it would roll around in front of Ye Fei to attract Ye Fei's attention.
Ye Fei suddenly regretted letting the Dragon Turtle act alone. If the Dragon Turtle was here, at least Xiao Cao would not be running around like this.
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