Dedicate One’s Mind

Chapter 232 The Dharma Conference begins and the Phoenix appears

"Fellow Taoist, we have something to discuss." The merchant said weakly, and his honest smile would probably deceive many monks.

"I will only give you three breaths." There is also the Nirvana Conference coming next, and Wu Yi has no idea of ​​​​discussing it carefully.

The clear sound of the wind sounded like a life-threatening bell in the merchant's ears. He glanced around, hesitating whether to say something or not. If he didn't say it, at least he still had his life. If he said it, his life would definitely be gone.

Wu Yi knew his psychology. The raging fire was like a knife, and it took away half of the merchant's flesh and blood in the blink of an eye. After the loss, the merchant with sluggish vitality and blood had not yet reacted.

It wasn't until he glanced down and saw his empty lower body that the pain came to him like a spring. However, the merchant was also a determined man and endured the pain, with deep tooth marks embedded in his lips.

For a power cultivator, losing the lower body is not fatal. You can regain half your life by spending some blood. However, if you don't encounter the first-class treasures of heaven and earth, it will be difficult to restore it to its original state.

"Can I say it?" Wu Yi's cold voice sounded like a ghost, which made the merchant tremble in shock, but he remained silent, which could be said to be determined.

Wu Yi took out the stone he had obtained before from his sleeve and asked the merchant, "Do you know what this is?"

The merchant looked at Wu Yi with resentful eyes and said nothing.

Wu Yi didn't think he would answer anything, so he began to recite the inner thoughts of the "Netherworld Sutra", obscure and unspeakable words, words that did not exist in this world. Every time Wu Yi recited a sentence, the merchant felt that he was far away from death. The desperate situation is one step closer, and it seems that a portal to the underworld is slowly opening, with gloomy winds and ghostly mist rising and falling.

The merchant's huge eyes were full of incredulity. Who was this monk, where did he come from, and what method did he practice?

Wu Yi chanted for dozens of breaths, and the black stone in his hand finally changed. A wisp of gray-white death energy slowly appeared, lingering around Wu Yi's body, and was slowly absorbed by him.

After the soul absorbed the death energy, it was covered with a layer of dark black. When the death energy was absorbed to a certain extent, Wu Yi's soul evolved into the Nether Body. The Nether Body can travel during the day and is not afraid of wind, thunder and fire. At that time, "Netherworld" Sutra has entered the first level.

Wu Yi breathed out the death energy for a quarter of an hour, and the dark stone became much darker, with a small part turning gray-white. At this rate, Wu Yi could absorb all the death energy in a day or two.

The feeling of breathing in the death energy is very wonderful. The death energy that outsiders are afraid of avoiding is more delicious than all the delicacies in the world in Wu Yi's eyes. If it weren't for his strong willpower, Wu Yi would definitely have the hidden meaning in this stone. He will not give up until he is completely exhausted.

The death air around him dissipated, and Wu Yi's eyes slowly opened. The merchant who saw his eyes couldn't help but exclaimed. There were no pupils, and the eyeballs were all white. Merchants who speak out will exclaim.

After a few breaths, the eyes in Wu Yi's eyes appeared and turned into the appearance of a normal person. After absorbing the death energy, his soul was eager to leave the body, and the previous scene happened.

"Aren't you going to tell me?" Facing such a determined person, Wu Yi didn't have much choice for a moment. He opened his mouth and spat out, and the unfinished death aura enveloped the merchant's body.

The energy of death was strong, and the energy and blood were being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The merchant only felt that the end was approaching, and there was panic in his eyes that could not be concealed. However, the look in Wu Yi's eyes still showed a proud look. Even if he died, he would not Letting Wu Yi succeed was his last act of stubbornness.

After his body was completely eroded, Wu Yi quickly took action and rescued the merchant's dying soul from the breath of death.

The white clouds drifted away, and when the sun shone, the merchant's soul wailed, and the green smoke curled up, which made him even more weak. In his current situation, if he was exposed to the sun a few times, his death was certain.

It's just that Wu Yi didn't want to let him die so easily. He waved his sleeves and took him into the world of stone tablets, letting the ghosts control him. Let's see how long he can persist. It's a pity that he didn't practice soul searching. There is a similar method, otherwise it would not be so troublesome.

Looking up at the sky, Wu Yi chose a direction, Hui Feng came to the city, and disappeared before the Nirvana Conference. Bai Yunxin probably thought he was a liar. Wu Yi thought in his heart, with a smile on his lips.

Wu Yi spent three days going back and forth. When he arrived at the residence of the Honghu Clan, preparations for the Nirvana Conference were already in full swing. People were in a hurry. After all, Wu Yi was not the only one living in Naying Palace, and neither was the Honghu Clan. The odds of winning will be placed on Wu Yi alone.

After receiving the report from the maid, Bai Yunxin rushed over and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wu Yi's figure. In Bai Yunxin's eyes, Wu Yi was one of the few candidates who had the potential to reach the top, and there was no room for failure.

As the princess of the Honghu tribe, Bai Yunxin paid so much attention to Wu Yi, which naturally aroused dissatisfaction from other "talents". However, due to Bai Yunxin's presence, it was difficult to leave a bad reputation for being competitive, but everyone regarded Wu Yi as strange. Passersby.

With great reputation comes mixed praise and slander. Wu Yi understood this truth very early and didn't pay too much attention to it. If they didn't understand each other, Wu Yi would naturally not hold back.

Farewell to Baiyunxin, there are only two days left. Even at this last moment, Wu Yi still swallowed up the stone containing the death energy. Naturally, the Nether Body could not be condensed, but the soul was also much more solid, and he could easily target it. However, it was difficult for the soul's methods to harm him.

Suddenly, while Wu Yi was practicing, he heard the cries of thousands of birds. At first, it seemed like he was in a place infinitely far away, but at the same time, he felt as close as a stone's throw away. It was extremely magical.

Wu Yi opened the door and saw auspicious clouds filling the sky, golden light, and mist. Countless birds were flying in the sky, and even the sunlight was blocked. He knew in his heart that the much-anticipated Nirvana Conference had finally begun.

After participating in the Nirvana Conference, it was time to leave the Biluo Realm. Wu Yi thought in his heart.

At this time, Wu Yi saw the face of the legendary Honghu King. He looked like a handsome gentleman. His face was not much older than Wu Yi's. His temples were frosty white. He didn't know whether he was born like this or was over-stressed and his hair turned white. .

King Honghu had a gentle smile on his face and said softly: "Everyone, be careful and safe, get up." As soon as he finished speaking, a cyclone rolled up and swept everyone high into the sky. The light and shadow under his feet changed. It was faster than Wu Yi's own air control flight. How many.

In just a quarter of an hour, Wu Yi arrived at the destination of his trip, Tianfeng Mountain. It is said that this place is the place where the Phoenix attained enlightenment. Inside the mountain is the Fengchi, and the place where Wu Yi and others fought was on the top of the mountain.

When I arrived here, the nearby mountains and fields were filled with birds. The strong ones transformed into their own bodies, while the weak ones kept their original bodies. Of course, Bai Yunxin was able to transform into his own form because he swallowed the Transformation Pill.

Generally speaking, if a monster wants to transform, its essence and body must be integrated into one, and its meridians and bones must be manipulated as desired. This requires at least the third level of foundation building. If it wants to be invisible with a demonic atmosphere, it requires golden elixir cultivation. , in harmony with Tao.

Among the many monsters, you can vaguely see sparse human cultivators. Although there are few people, their power is not weak. Jindan Zhenren accounts for one-third of the strength. He is chatting and laughing with the demon kings of Fengchi Forest. This is Taoist general Biluojie. It is regarded as a place for disciples to gain confidence.

King Honghu took Wu Yi and others to the place where the Honghu clan should be. He took his wife, the beautiful woman who attracted Wu Yi that day, soared up to the sky, sat down and chatted with everyone.

After King Honghu left, the leader became Bai Yunqi. As the only heir of King Honghu, he really needed to act as a front at this time.

"People who are not from the Phoenix tribe need to compete for the top thirty, and then the top thirty will compete for the top three." Bai Yunxin pointed to the group of dais with carved phoenix scenes to the west and said, "Have you seen that high platform? You just need to occupy one of them.”

Judging from her calm and confident expression, she seemed to think that it would be no problem for Wu Yi to occupy a high position. It seemed that since he tortured Li Yunyong last time, Wu Yi's status in her heart had been promoted to second among her brothers.

Wu Yi was roughly aware of the rule Bai Yunxin mentioned. This rule was not very fair. Maybe the first and second most powerful people would be placed on a high platform, and the first would be eliminated from the second place. Or even two tigers would fight against each other, and both sides would suffer. The first place might also be eliminated. Push out.

However, there is no absolute fairness in the rules of the world. Moreover, in the subsequent forest owner dispute, the problem was solved by inviting a fight. However, the people who were excluded previously lost the opportunity to enter Fengchi.

The scene at this time was the same as when Wu Yi watched the battle between the top ten disciples, except that both the participants and the judges were a lower level than last time. Moreover, Wu Yi was no longer a bystander but a participant.

The forest owner in the previous round was occupied by the Qingluan Clan, so this Nirvana Conference is also hosted by the Qingluan Clan’s Clan Chief. The Qingluan Clan Clan Chief leads the five Feng Clan children to perform ancestor worship rituals and rituals. The level of sophistication is not inferior to that of Taoism. .

Wu Yi and other non-Feng people watched as bystanders. Although they did not have to perform complicated etiquette, they still had to observe guest etiquette and be silent. No one dared to make any noise.

The rituals are complete and all the methods are complete. Only a colorful phoenix can be heard appearing in the sky, occupying thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Apart from the phoenix, nothing else can squeeze in. The viewer can't help but feel a wave of joy from the bottom of his heart. Feeling of oppression.

"Dongtian is still an immortal from the beginning." Wu Yi looked at such a spectacular scene and couldn't help but murmured to himself. In fact, what Wu Yi saw now was the magical seal left by this phoenix during its cultivation in Dongtian. It can be stimulated through certain means. There is still a long way to go before becoming an immortal.

Although it was not the first time for many people present to see this scene, they still felt awe from the bottom of their hearts. Wu Yi, who had seen Emperor Burning before, felt more admiration. After all, Phoenix's strength was far greater than his own, and he longed for one day in his heart. Like the phoenix, the phoenix sings for nine days.

Just when the Phoenix Dharma was about to disappear, the leader of the Qingluan Clan shouted, "The Nirvana Conference begins -" The long tail sound could not be dispersed for a long time. At the same time, the Phoenix high in the sky also let out a cry, as if in the air. In response, everyone was excited, thinking that they were protected by the phoenix.

Although Wu Yi believed that this was just the cry of the phoenix before disappearing, there was no need to stupidly stand up and refute anything. That would be too ignorant and would attract hatred.

The leader of the Qingluan tribe began to announce the prizes set for this ceremony, which caused waves of cheers. Although most of the excited people could only look at it, it did not prevent them from cheering.

Wu Yi heard a familiar item, the Ziqing Lingqiao Stone, and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.