Hong Yi finally had a deeper understanding of why the Amitabha Sutra was a peerless divine soul technique.
When this sutra was cultivated to the highest level, one's soul would be suspended in the void, and one would be the Buddha of the past. Even thousands of tribulations would not be able to affect one's true nature.
The true nature of Buddhism was the Taoist's soul thoughts.
In other words, after cultivating the Amitabha Sutra, even if one were to be reincarnated thousands of times, one's soul would not be damaged at all until one became a Yang God.
Although Hong Yi had not cultivated his soul to the point where it could endure thousands of tribulations without changing his true nature, minor injuries could be healed in an instant through visualization.
This Taoist priest's Liuding Liujia Deity was powerful, not inferior to Yaksha Of Baekje. It was enough to disperse the souls of ordinary demons and ghosts.
Even if it could not, it was enough to cause irrecoverable damage. But to Hong Yi, it was a very minor injury.
"This Taoist priest's realm might not be high. He definitely hasn't cultivated to become a ghost immortal. Otherwise, the pressure of his soul would be enough to disperse my soul. I wouldn't even have the chance to visualize."
Bang!
Yaksha Of Baekje's steel fork and Ding Jia Deity's big axe collided.
A Demon God and a God General were fighting in the void.
Hong Yi and the Taoist priest were fully focused, suppressing and controlling the summoned demon generals to fight in the void.
This was a formless battle of thoughts, not physical, but it was especially dangerous. Whoever lost would have their soul damaged.
At this moment, the Ding Jia general visualized by the Taoist priest was dim in Hong Yi's eyes, far less powerful than before.
Hong Yi knew that this was because the Taoist priest's soul had been damaged, so the power of the Ding Jia general visualized was weakened. Whether it was Yaksha Of Baekje or Ding Jia general, they were all formed from their own thoughts. If the soul was strong, they would be strong. If the soul was weak, they would be weak.
The first general summoned by the Taoist priest had a strong golden light. With a swing of his axe, he could split Yaksha Of Baekje into two and turn him into ashes. But now, they were fighting each other.
After a few rounds of confrontation, Hong Yi felt that although this Taoist priest's divine soul was strong, it was not ridiculously strong. At most, it was a realm higher than his own. It was just that it could control objects, but it had not reached the stage of manifesting itself.
If the Divine Soul was cultivated to the point of manifestation, it could rely on the Lead-Mercury Gold Core Qi to directly manifest a physical body, visible to the naked eye, and even able to hurt the real body.
This was something that Hong Yi and Hakuziyue occasionally talked about.
The Daoists used lead mercury to refine the Jindan, but it was not for the physical body to consume, but for the Yin Spirit to manifest.
If this Taoist had reached the level of materialization today, he could have used the Thunder Fire Talisman to melt the lead-mercury Jindan into Qi, and his Divine Soul would have gathered the Qi of lead-mercury Jindan to materialize a Golden Body. Then, he would have an overwhelming advantage. Even if Hong Yi could use visualization to recover, it would be useless.
That was because Hong Yi was scared out of his wits in an instant. He couldn't even think straight.
"Brat, you're courting death!"
Hearing the sound of metal clashing coming from the main residence in the distance, the Taoist seemed to be very anxious. Suddenly, he shouted and waved his hand. That Divine General Ding Jia disappeared without a trace.
Yaksha Of Baekje lost his opponent and pounced at the Taoist again.
However, just as Yaksha Of Baekje raised the pitchfork, a bright red sun suddenly rose from the Taoist's head. Suddenly, all eyes were filled with fire. The flames were scorching, and Yaksha Of Baekje was burned to ashes.
"Sun God Meditation Method?"
Hong Yi was shocked.
As soon as the sun appeared above the Taoist's head, all eyes were filled with red light. Hong Yi's vision was blurred, and he couldn't see anything. His whole body was stinging as if it was burning. It was as if he had really left his body under the scorching sun in broad daylight, and was about to be completely melted and disappeared under the intense sunlight.
This was a Daoist divine art. Visualizing the sun in one's thoughts and using it in a battle of souls could burn all the demons of others into ashes.
However, this visualization method could only be used when one's soul completely surpassed the Day Wandering Realm. Especially when using it, it would harm one's own soul.
Now that the Daoist priest was being pestered by Hong Yi to the point that he had no other choice, he decided to stake everything on this one attack. He wanted to wear down Hong Yi's soul.
His whole body was surrounded by flames, and he couldn't move at all.
Facing the opponent's Sun God Visualization, Hong Yi's soul was burned to the point of being extremely weak. He immediately visualized the Amitabha Buddha and guarded his mind, maintaining a bit of coolness in his mind. However, he couldn't extinguish the flames around him, let alone counterattack.
"Why isn't this brat dead yet?"
The Taoist was also shocked. He could clearly see that after he used the Sun God Meditation Method, the flames had completely surrounded Hong Yi. However, Hong Yi was sitting still in the fire. Although he was trapped and couldn't move, the Taoist wouldn't be able to burn him to death in a short time.
"I'll burn him to death even if my soul is damaged."
The Taoist gritted his teeth and used the Sun God Meditation Method. His own soul was also being tortured, and his whole body was aching. However, in order to refine Hong Yi and then use all his strength to deal with Hong Xuanji, he suddenly gathered all his thoughts.
Rumble! The flames surrounding Hong Yi burned even more fiercely. Within the flames, there were flowing lights. In the end, they actually turned into a transparent white.
Of course, none of this could be seen with the naked eye. Soul battles were all in the mind, and all sorts of illusions could be seen with just a thought.
The flames of the Taoist's Sun God Meditation Method weren't really the light of the sun, but the 'fire of the heart'. However, the effect was the same as the light of the sun, causing one's thoughts to become chaotic and the soul to be destroyed.
"I'm afraid I can't go on like this. Sooner or later, my soul will dry up and I'll be burned to death by the fire of the heart. I have to think of a way to fight back. "
Hong Yi knew that his soul had just reached the Day Wandering Realm and was far weaker than the Taoist. That was why he was trapped by the flames and couldn't move. If his soul was stronger, he would have directly charged out.
But now, he could only rely on the Amitabha Meditation Method to maintain his nature and continuously repair his soul.
Since the other party wanted to burn him to death, Hong Yi could only make up his mind and try to survive.
"Rakshasa King!"
Keeping his heart, Hong Yi visualized a Rakshasa King that was even more powerful than Yaksha Of Baekje!
Just as he was visualizing it, he smelled the thick stench of blood in the air. Then, a crimson light appeared around him, and a Rakshasa demon with a head full of red hair appeared, stepping on a sea of blood.
When the Rakshasa Demon saw Hong Yi, it wanted to pounce over. However, the moment it pounced, its body tensed up and the surrounding flames made it sizzle.
The Rakshasa Demon was formed from Hong Yi's thoughts, so the moment it appeared, the Taoist's flames naturally burned it.
The moment it was burned, the Rakshasa Demon roared and the blood light around it shone brightly. A blood-like wave appeared in the air and instantly extinguished the surrounding flames.
At the same time, the Rakshasa Demon roared and pounced at the Taoist.
"Ah!" The Daoist priest screamed in pain as the flames vanished. Hong Yi only saw the Rakshasa demon's blood-red sawtooth wheel flash as it cleaved the Daoist priest into two.
The Taoist's soul twisted and struggled, but under the Rakshasa Demon's continuous attacks, it gradually dissipated.
When the Rakshasa Demon destroyed the Taoist's soul, it looked up to the sky and laughed. Suddenly, it turned around and looked at Hong Yi with two strange blood-red eyes.
"Not good!"
Hong Yi knew that the Rakshasa Demon was a powerful heart demon that he couldn't control. Now that it had killed the Taoist, it was coming for him.
As expected, the Rakshasa Demon pounced and slashed at Hong Yi with the huge blade in its hand.
Hong Yi quickly turned his soul around and returned to his room. Only by returning to his body quickly could he fight with his heart demon. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died.
The courtyard was not far away. Hong Yi flew into the room and saw the body on his bed. His soul immediately entered and returned.
At the same time, the Rakshasa King followed and entered deep into Hong Yi's mind.
Once his soul returned to his body, Hong Yi felt much more comfortable and stronger. He suddenly leaped into the air and turned into the Amitabha Buddha. No matter how the Rakshasa King attacked and bit him, he didn't move.
After fighting for a long time and thousands of rounds, Hong Yi finally calmed his soul. With a thought, the golden light shone brightly and suppressed the Rakshasa King in the depths of his mind, making it disappear.
"This bloodlust is too strong."
Hong Yi opened his eyes and felt extremely tired.
The Rakshasa King represented the bloodlust in his heart. If he was defeated by it, he would become a bloodthirsty and inhumane demon.
"By the way, when the Taoist's soul dissipated, the Explosive Flame Divine Rune Sword fell. I have to go take a look."
Hong Yi struggled to get up. Just as he was about to walk out, he remembered that he was not a soul but a body, and there were four maids watching outside.
"Purple Jade, get up. Go feed the horses."
Hong Yi shouted a few times, but the four maids outside did not make a sound. They seemed to be asleep.
Hong Yi smiled to himself and walked out with large strides. No one followed behind him.
He quickly slipped into the alley of the courtyard and Hong Yi saw a small dagger on the ground. It was densely covered with purple runes.
Hong Yi quickly put it away.
He walked to the wall and used the dagger to dig out a brick. Hong Yi jumped over the wall and quietly walked to the corner of the street. He saw the Taoist's body.
The Taoist's soul had left his body and died. The body was completely idiotic. It only breathed and had a heartbeat. It was completely unconscious and motionless, like a plant.
This was also known as a lost soul among the people.
Hong Yi searched the Taoist's body and found that he did not carry anything with him. There was only a money bag with a few small gold coins in it.
"Huh? What is this? "
Following that, Hong Yi discovered a small wooden box. When he opened the wooden box, there was a long needle as long as a finger. It looked like a golden needle for acupuncture. However, this needle was not made of gold or silver. Instead, it was covered in blood marks and felt heavy in his hand. It was twice as heavy as ordinary steel.
"This needle is blood pattern steel?"
Hong Yi was shocked.
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