Hu~
It was as if a giant beast was breathing deeply.
The distorted and distracted Lin Boxun couldn't hear the upgrade notifications, which were many times more frequent than before.
Da Zizai attacked fiercely, his aura filled with greed.
He had paid a great price to enter this world, almost losing his Supreme Heart Demon System. If he hadn't encountered the will attack in the Bodhi Tree, he didn't know how long he would have been lost, and it was even possible that the Heart Demon System would have changed hands.
Now that he had recovered, he acted without hesitation, wanting to swallow the Bodhi Tree spirit to restore himself.
Hu~
Shadows fell, and an endless, deathly darkness spread, distorting the void wherever it passed.
Inside the Bodhi Tree, Lan Lingtong's hair stood on end as he retreated far away, hiding under the clear light.
This demonic shadow was extremely strange; just seeing it would distort a person's soul, and even its information body would be twisted.
This meant that its existence had broken free from the influence of heaven and earth and, conversely, was affecting all things in heaven and earth.
This realm had surpassed the Changsheng seed (long-lived species).
"You're already riddled with injuries, and you still want to swallow me?"
A ripple spread in the clear light, and a terrifying mental light burst forth, seeming to be able to sever nothingness and shatter the vacuum!
Having lived two lives, his spirit was extraordinary even before the Dao Yi Diagram was activated, and after activating the Dao Yi Diagram, his spirit grew day by day.
After inheriting the Yangming Xin Xue (Yangming School of Mind) Da Dao, he improved by leaps and bounds, progressing at an unimaginable speed.
When he comprehended the 'severing the three corpses' method, he seemed to break through an invisible barrier, and his progress was far beyond anyone's imagination.
At first, it was difficult to endure the severing of the primordial spirit, but later it underwent even more unpredictable changes.
His heart was not buried by dust or covered by soil; it was as clear as a mirror, able to illuminate himself and the heaven and earth, grasping the subtle changes between them.
At this moment, a thought moved, and the surging clear light filled the void and darkness, preventing the dark demonic shadow from entering no matter how many times it surged.
Buzz~
A collision erupted in this small space. A storm seemed to rise in the courtyard, stirring up large patches of dust and fallen leaves.
The previously distorted and restored artificial mountain, flowers, plants, floor, and even the lake water, all trembled and then silently turned into invisible fine particles.
There was no impact outside the courtyard, but everything inside the courtyard had been destroyed.
Only the mostly fallen leaves, the yellowed tree trunk of the Bodhi Tree, and the two people sitting beneath it were unaffected.
"Hoo!"
Failing with one strike, the Da Zizai demonic shadow seemed a little surprised. Then it half emerged from Lin Boxun's body and forced its way into the Bodhi Tree:
"Even with your five internal injuries and seven emotional wounds, swallowing you is just a snap of my fingers!"
Buzz~
Two colors intertwined, collided, and stirred up ripples invisible to the naked eye.
Lan Lingtong was swept by the ripples, and a thought of fear and terror arose in his heart. In a daze, he seemed to see a nightmare nine-headed serpent swallowing the heavens and the earth and laughing arrogantly in the boundless darkness.
He couldn't help but let out a loud cry, and his information body exploded.
He had been aroused by the deepest level of terror in his heart, and he was so terrified that he couldn't control himself.
The Bodhi Tree outside suddenly trembled. The air currents stirred by the diffusion of invisible ripples dissipated a wisp from the courtyard, which turned into a violent wind.
The rampant hurricane roared back and forth, terrifying and fierce in the night wind.
In an instant, it attracted the attention of many experts in the Zhenhai King's Mansion.
Qiao Moke, who was discussing the matter of conquest with many retainers in the front yard, heard the hurricane and slammed the jade table in front of him into pieces with a palm strike.
He stood up abruptly, unable to suppress the boiling in his heart:
"What kind of rat dares to be presumptuous here?!"
Fury!
Qiao Moke was exceptionally angry!
Over the years, from the secret friction to the open struggle, from the attack of the mysterious person from the Nether Palace to the sudden attack of the being who claimed to be 'God'.
He had suppressed countless angers in his heart.
Seeing that things had calmed down for several months, someone came again and broke into the backyard. The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed and burst out all at once.
Rumble!
The moment his expression changed drastically, the sound of an explosion had already resounded through the front yard.
His figure was like a dragon, crashing through layers of air currents and hurricanes, heading straight for the backyard. All his subordinates were also exceptionally angry.
"Again?"
Qin Honghai also had anger in his heart and took a step forward.
Under the dark night sky, in the rolling hurricane, a stalwart and imposing divine shadow swept across the sky, riding a giant elephant, holding a Xuanhua great axe, with a dragon shadow coiled around his arm.
"The King has actually cultivated the 'Giant Spirit Suppressing the World Dao' to such a degree?"
Qin Honghai gasped.
With the spread of the Giant Spirit God in Linxi City and the military, he had gained a lot under the worship of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
Although he had not condensed a golden core, he already had the body of a golden core.
But compared to Qiao Moke, who controlled the Dragon Elephant God, he was far inferior. He had clearly refined the Dragon Elephant Great Golden Core that he had cultivated for the first half of his life into the Giant Spirit Suppressing the World Dao.
Breaking through the bottleneck that had troubled him for decades, his strength was more than ten times stronger than it was a few months ago?
"Let's go!"
Qiao Sheng glanced at Qin Honghai and chased after the backyard with a group of retainers.
Whirr, whirr~
Inside the Bodhi inner space, a cold and desolate sound filled the void, like mercury leaking from the ground, infiltrating everywhere. It actually penetrated the clear light and entered the inner space of the Bodhi Tree.
The heart demon is not external but internal.
An Qisheng severed all external primordial spirits, and his mind was extremely pure, without any distracting thoughts. Naturally, he could not penetrate it, but although Lan Lingtong was an information body, he still had unresolved terror in his heart.
His heart demon was triggered, and naturally, he was entered along with it.
"Those who desire to start from the heart and play with the seven emotions are not wrong to be called heart demons."
In the clear light invaded by the demonic shadow, An Qisheng's voice fluctuated, seeming to have discerned the essence of this demonic shadow's supernatural power.
"Where exactly does he come from?"
In the clear light reflecting the demonic shadow, An Qisheng had a trace of solemnity and once again felt the deep malice of this world towards him.
What he was thinking about at this time was not the origin of this demonic shadow, but its intention.
Was it a coincidence?
Or did the Demon Saint perceive something and come to test him?
Or was it the calculation of the person behind the scenes?
As his thoughts turned, the surrounding demonic shadows surged more and more violently, and vaguely, the sounds of endless ghosts crying and wolves howling echoed.
Lan Lingtong fled in terror, having three hearts, but he almost fell into complete death. How dare he approach?
Just listening to the wailing sounds in his ears, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
This meant that even Monster-sensei could not completely isolate it.
"You really have something strange; your heart seems to have no distracting thoughts..."
In the demonic shadow, Da Zizai's voice also fluctuated violently. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak Bodhi Tree spirit could resist his various means of invasion.
This made him suspicious. Although this Bodhi Tree was a famous existence in the 'major event' of this world, it was still relying on the Buddha to be qualified to leave its name.
Even if it really had some means in the future, it was still just a Bodhi Tree demon that had not yet transformed. Why could it resist his methods?
The only possibility was that its heart and mind had reached an extremely high level.
An Qisheng did not respond. The clear light intertwined, constantly transforming into various formations and restrictions to resist the invasion of the demonic shadow.
His heart was highly concentrated, and the Dao Yi Diagram rippled, as if it was slowly unfolding.
Wuu wuu~
Amidst the endless shadows, the clear light seemed dim and uncertain, as if it could be extinguished by the demonic shadow at any time, but Da Zizai was clearly not satisfied with this process.
He knew the dangers of this world deeply and did not want to expose himself too much.
His thoughts turned only for a moment, and his twisted and illusory figure became clear. The mind-penetrating demonic sound suddenly intensified, and the cold and lonely voice seemed to burn:
"Greed, anger, delusion, hate, love, aversion, desire, the seven emotions become spirits and are also fatal! All beings with spirits and emotions are in the hands of the heart demon, unable to escape. I don't believe you can be an exception!"
As if sensing the changes outside, Da Zizai let out a long howl. The demonic shadow surged and agitated, and tangible weapons seemed to manifest, tearing the clear light.
It pierced through a large area of diffused clear light, directly hitting the core of the slowly rotating clear light.
For a time, the ink color became strong, suppressing the shadow of the clear light.
"Monster-sensei!"
Lan Lingtong's heart jumped wildly, and he couldn't help but transform into electric light and rushed over, bombarding him with countless years of accumulated information as if it were free.
He knew very well that even if an old schemer like An Qisheng was caught off guard, he might not have any backup plans.
On the contrary, he himself was in great danger.
Therefore, he, who had always cherished his life, rushed directly towards the demonic shadow.
"If it were a few months ago, I might have really been led out of my heart demon by you..."
In the clear light surrounded by demonic shadows, An Qisheng's voice became calm again, even showing a somewhat indifferent and cold taste:
"Unfortunately, at this time, I have no demons in my heart, and all I think, see, and think about are saints..."
Heart demon is not a real demon.
It is all that a person has experienced in his life, the joyful, the sad, the resentful, the happy, the despairing, the fearful... everything is the soil for the breeding of heart demons.
The terror of the heart demon lies in the fact that it is born in the most desired thoughts in his heart, and it will not disappear because of your high realm.
On the contrary, the more you experience, the more unavoidable the heart demon is.
The immortals, demons, gods, and Buddhas in legends still have heart demons. How can An Qisheng be an exception at this time?
Even, because of the people and things he has seen in his dreams, there are too many things, and the heart demon is countless times more terrifying than ordinary practitioners.
However, he has cut off his primordial spirit twice in succession, and has excluded all primordial spirit manifestations except for the wisdom light of his true self.
There are no other means except the light of the mind.
Similarly, he is like a newborn, with no distracting thoughts in his heart, and no soil for the birth of external demons and heart demons!
"Huh?!"
Da Zizai's heart shook. He had invaded the core of the clear light and found that the Bodhi Tree spirit in front of him had no thoughts, no fear, and no joy in his heart.
There was no soil for the birth of any heart demons!
"Not good!"
Discovering that something was wrong, Da Zizai's heart demon was extremely decisive and wanted to give up.
But how could it be too late?
His demonic shadow had torn the clear light and entered the core. At the same time as An Qisheng spoke, the boiling clear light suddenly changed.
A little light of mind within it burst out like a 'singularity', and infinite mysteries flowed out along with it.
Yin and Yang intertwined, the four images were derived, the five elements changed, and the eight trigrams rotated...
In an instant, it had transformed into a Taiji Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram, surrounding the demonic shadow, kneading, squeezing, and forcing it into the 'Yin extreme' point.
It slowly rotated, like a millstone, firmly binding it within!
"Not good!"
The sudden change made Da Zizai's heart jump, and he felt an infinite suction force spreading from the core of the clear light.
It firmly bound him and wanted to pull his entire will into it!
Heart demons are ubiquitous, so they can run rampant, but this blooming clear light is so pure that he can't do anything.
It can really trap him!
At this moment, Da Zizai's expression finally changed!
But he was extremely decisive. When he found that things could not be violated, he stopped his escape and instead advanced, rushing towards the core of the clear light Taiji diagram with heroism and determination:
"Your state of mind is only achieved by severing the demon thoughts. You have no distracting thoughts for a while. I don't believe you will have no distracting thoughts in your life!"
Buzz~
The clear light slowly rotated, and An Qisheng had no intention of meeting him. His heart transformed into Taiji, slowly and firmly suppressing him under the sea of consciousness.
Da Zizai was unwilling and cold:
"The heart demon is immortal, and freedom is eternal! When your thoughts change, everything you have will eventually belong to me!"
Rumble!
Along with this deep and cold roar, thousands of thunderbolts seemed to cut through the void in the night sky, and lightning like electric snakes illuminated the heaven and earth for an instant.
Qiao Moke in the hurricane suddenly stopped.
As far as his eyes could see, in that small courtyard, under that withered and decaying ancient Bodhi Tree, a gentle and sacred golden light surged like waves.
Starting from that small courtyard, it suddenly shone brighter than the thunder and lightning, illuminating the entire Zhenhai King's Mansion.
In the brilliant Buddha light.
A small child stood up unsteadily, practicing boxing as if he was half-asleep.
His figure was small, but his fists and feet were extremely terrifying. Between each punch and kick, he made sounds comparable to the thunderous explosion.
Where his palms and fingers fell, the air currents stirred up 'whooshing' like a hurricane!
Behind him, the golden light was like a waterfall and waves, layer upon layer, actually condensing into a wheel, like the true immortals and Buddhas in legends!
Qiao Moke was stunned in mid-air, staring for a long time, his voice was a little dry and trembling:
"My son..."