Chapter 297 God’s Thoughts

Xie Que and the other two suddenly changed color.

This walker who had been accompanying Guanyin Bodhisattva for some time was actually alive at this time!

On the sacred road, the atmosphere suddenly became as quiet as death.

A few cold sweats slid down Xie Que's forehead.

This Hui'an Venerable obviously had bad intentions.

In front of Hui'an Venerable's chest, there was still a hole the size of a bowl, and blood was still dripping.

But now, it suddenly began to absorb the vitality of the two people's bodies.

Before Xie Que could react, he felt a wave of weakness rising up.

"Wonderful taste." Hui'an Venerable's face suddenly became intoxicated, and he looked at the two people in front of him.

It was like looking at a dish.

Even though Xie Que had many heaven and earth magnetic fields to protect him, he only felt that his body was suddenly drained.

The golden blood in his body continued to boil, as if he was fighting against this inexplicable force.

Xie Que wanted to retreat, but the roar of the Bi Hai Tongzi stopped him.

"Don't look back!"

"If you look back, those stone statues will probably come back to life..."

"The so-called Shinto is the way to the dead, and going back is a process of living from death."

"By then, all your vitality will be swallowed up by those stone statues!"

Hearing this, Xie Que couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He didn't expect that there was such a saying about the Shinto.

Then the two of them would have a road of no return.

If they didn't live, they would die, and there was no way back.

However, in such a strange place, the two of them had no way to go.

From then on, the Shinto might be the only way to survive.

But now, this only chance of survival has also been blocked.

"What should we do now?" Xie Que turned his head and looked at the Bi Hai Tongzi beside him.

The boy from the sea of ​​blue shook his head and looked at the Venerable Hui'an who was walking in front of him. His face was a little pale: "Since you have followed the Bodhisattva for many years, you must have a compassionate heart. Why don't you let us go?"

The Venerable Hui'an sneered, with a trace of disdain in his eyes:

"It seems that worshiping gods really makes people a little irrational."

"I was as naive as you at the beginning, so I was deceived..."

The boy from the sea of ​​blue looked more and more embarrassed when he heard this.

But he still said: "Everyone in the world knows that the Venerable Hui'an is compassionate and brave, and he is the first disciple of the Bodhisattva."

"I don't know how many years have passed, and the temple of the walker is still prosperous. Doesn't this just show that the senior is the real..."

"Enough!" At this point, the Venerable Hui'an suddenly changed color.

Hearing this, it seemed to hurt his heart.

"What do you know?"

Xie Que found that the pupils of Hui'an Venerable had turned as dark as death, and blood was constantly dripping from the corners of his eyes.

"Stop talking..." Seeing that the situation seemed not good, he hurriedly pulled the corner of Bi Hai Tongzi's clothes.

Hui'an Venerable took a step forward, and his tone became ferocious and terrifying:

"Even if I die, I will never be at peace!"

"Countless years ago, my body and soul were destroyed, and I should have died."

"But if it weren't for those beliefs that constantly stabilized my true spirit, I'm afraid I would have reincarnated long ago..."

Hearing this, Bi Hai Tongzi's face changed, and his face turned pale.

Looking at Hui'an Venerable in front of him, it was as if he saw the most terrifying creature in the world.

"Senior... is it the thoughts of gods now?" Bi Hai Tongzi's tone was a little trembling, and his expression was extremely nervous.

Hearing the three words "the thoughts of gods", Xie Que couldn't help but be moved in his heart.

He took a deep breath, and didn't expect that this kind of creature actually existed, not just a rumor.

The body and soul are destroyed, and logically speaking, they should have died.

The true spirit that still exists will not have any independent consciousness, but will take the initiative to reincarnate.

But what can stabilize the true spirit is faith...

Or it can be said that divinity!

After Xie Que learned that the Judicial Chart can absorb the true spirit, he read many books about the true spirit.

He once read from an ancient book that cannot be verified that if a living being is worshipped after death, and the true spirit has not yet reincarnated, it may become a strange creature such as the mind of a god.

The source of the ancient book cannot be verified, and most of the records on it are unofficial history and legends. Xie Que only read it as a leisure reading after dinner.

But he did not expect that such a god's mind really exists.

Such a terrifying creature, their existence is based on the relationship between the gods and evil thoughts.

The faith that came after death consolidated the worst side of their true spirits.

Since they are dead, their believers should also die with them.

Their existence seemed to be for slaughtering all living things and destroying all living things under the sky.

Xie Que looked at the Venerable Hui'an in front of him with some fear, waiting for his answer.

Venerable Hui'an did not respond to the question of the boy from the sea of ​​blue, but just shook his head slightly:

"I don't know what I have now, but I know that my existence at this moment is a mistake!"

An unstoppable unknown power still emanated from the body of the Venerable Hui'an, and with his words, this unknown power was suddenly amplified.

The vitality of the two began to disappear madly!

This vitality represents not only the spirit in the body, but also the life span.

The nearly eternal life of the True Lord Yangshen all came from the constant change of thoughts.

And Xie Que now indeed found that the thoughts in his body began to become extremely weak.

The pure Yang Qi in his body was actually absorbed by the Venerable Hui'an at some point.

The current strength of his thoughts dropped sharply, perhaps only equal to that of a True Person in the Fourth Realm.

Xie Que raised his hand and touched his face, and found that two wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Even the Bi Hai Tongzi beside him also changed from a teenager to a wrinkled face.

At this point, the Venerable Hui'an suddenly flashed and came to the front of the Bi Hai Tongzi.

There seemed to be a sense of relief in his tone:

"But such loneliness and pain have lasted for countless years..."

"It is really the thoughts of the gods!" The Bi Hai Tongzi shouted, and the Qingjing bottle in his hand actually stood upside down and released a few drops of blue water.

Xie Que was startled, and also spread out a golden and brilliant blood field.

A resentment that rushed straight to the sky was instantly spread, and the two of them shuddered at the same time.

But the boy from the sea of ​​blue still gritted his teeth and raised the water drop in front of him.

The water drop began to expand and turned into a bubble, enveloping him and Xie Que.

"This is the thought of the Bodhisattva, and it should be able to block the thought of the god for a long time."

The face of the Venerable Hui An was calm and not anxious.

He raised his hand and pointed to the blue bubble that enveloped the body of the boy from the sea of ​​blue.

After poking it, Xie Que felt a flash of gray light.

This gray light seemed to have robbed the world of all vitality, and even the surrounding space faintly exuded a dead air.

His heart could not help but rise to his throat.

This god thought is a real god-level powerhouse.

Compared with the gods, they are only stronger, not weaker.

From the means of absorbing the vitality of living beings, Xie Que felt that it was so weird that it could not be broken.

If the method of the boy from the sea of ​​blue failed, the two of them might really have no way out.

Xie Que had no way to deal with such a weird god thought.

From what we have seen and known in ancient books, the final result of a world that encounters the thoughts of gods can only be destruction.

There is no turning point.

Even gods cannot completely kill the thoughts of gods.

The gray thread seemed to move slowly, but in fact it had reached the two of them in an instant.

The gray thread began to expand, as if it had opened its eyes and expanded into a pupil.

There were endless evil thoughts and death in it, as if it came from the Styx in the depths of hell, carrying countless dead souls.

In an instant, the bubble began to become unstable.

The film on the surface was trembling wildly, and Xie Que was awed and his face changed.

He began to pray in his heart that the bubble must not burst.

The Bi Hai boy on the side also watched nervously, his fists clenched tightly and veins popped up on his hands.

Fortunately, after a tremor, the two bubbles finally stabilized.

The azure color on it did not weaken, but rippled, as if it was intertwined with Buddhist principles and magical powers.

Xie Que finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he also became a little anxious.

After all, this was the thought of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and he could be ranked among the thousands of gods and Buddhas.

Even if it was the thought of a god, it could not easily break one of its thoughts, which was in line with what Xie Que thought.

But even so, this blue bubble had no attack ability and could only protect the two of them.

Now it seems that although this is temporarily safe, it is tantamount to the two of them being caught in a jar.

Even if this bubble can last for thousands of years, they still have to face this terrifying thought of a god after they get out.

Venerable Hui An was not angry when he saw this, but just smiled: "I am not in a hurry for countless years of loneliness..."

"What does it feel like to be alone for thousands of years, and to be accompanied by these cold stone statues forever... I want to take you two to experience it."

"I won't kill you two, but I will use your souls to make puppets."

His emotions gradually became calm, and his eyes were dim: "So that you two can accompany me here forever!"

As he said this, he stood in place, and his eyes gradually became dead again.

As if he was still just the flesh-and-blood old man standing on the sacred road.

Xie Que's heart was shaken. He turned to look at the boy beside him: "Boy... what should we do now?"

The boy shook his head: "I don't know. The thoughts of the Bodhisattva are almost eternal."

"This pure bottle has been passed down for countless years. The thoughts in it have been sharpened for countless years without being extinguished, but only seven are left."

Xie Que's mind moved, but he didn't expect that the boy broke his idea before he opened his mouth: "It's just these thoughts. The remaining magical powers are all this method of drawing a prison on the ground."

"It's impossible to fight against the thoughts of the gods by simply using the thoughts of the Bodhisattva..."

Xie Que was a little unwilling, and transmitted a message to the boy: "What if the thoughts of the gods are wrapped in bubbles?"

The boy frowned and thought deeply, and his face moved: "You can give it a try."

A blue water droplet burst out and flew to the front of the thoughts of the gods in an instant.

Just when the water droplet burst out, the figure of the Venerable Hui'an disappeared.

"You two have too many things on your mind, but there are still many years to come, I will accompany you to play slowly..."

Xie Que felt a chill in his heart, and realized that the voice came from behind him.

He was about to turn around, and couldn't help but think of the advice of the boy from the blue sea.

If he turned around, his vitality would probably turn into nourishment for those stone statues.

Now, the two of them are actually in such a desperate situation.

You can't go forward, you can't go back.

"It seems that I can only be reborn..." Such a thought flashed through Xie Que's mind.

I have thoughts of essence and blood stored in the void anchor. After self-destruction, I might be able to reach the Buddha Kingdom in time after being resurrected.

It's just that the Bihai boy may only be able to keep company with this god.

Xie Que let out a long sigh. In such a strange place, he couldn't display even a single bit of his strength.

Even the Bihai boy, who was at the pinnacle of a divine general, was just like a mortal, relying on the guidance in the tomb to find a way out.

But before he blew himself up, Xie Que still wanted to give it a try!

"Boy, let go of this circle and let me try." Xie Que gritted his teeth and looked at Bihai boy beside him.

Bihai Boy was slightly startled, but nodded.

He also knew that he was in a desperate situation and could only give it a try to find a way out.

The willow branches flickered, and Xie Que's figure fell from the blisters and stood on the Shinto again.

The next moment, Xie Que's whole body of golden energy and blood spread out, and the devil and Buddha's non-dual body was also revealed at the same time.

There is a demon statue with the body of Buddha, and several phantoms of Buddha are looming around him, chanting scriptures continuously.

"Kunpeng Treasure Technique!" Xie Que raised his hand, using Taiyin in his left hand and Taiyang in his right hand, and used his most powerful move.

There was no distinction between positions, which also left him no time to identify the direction of the gods' thoughts.

After all, he can't look back, but the divine thoughts may appear behind him.

The power of the lunar sun gradually forcibly merged around his body. Xie Que's treasured appearance was solemn, and the magic weapons on his one hundred and eight arms continued to shake, creating a huge golden bell that enveloped him.

There was a loud bang, and Xie Que discovered that even the bluestone slab under his feet was not cracked.

The Venerable Hui'an also stood in front of him.

And the power of the fusion of the lunar sun and the sun was actually held and played by the gods in one hand.

"I admire your courage..."

Shen Nian sniffed his nose and looked at Xie Que: "I smell a familiar smell on your body."

"That seems to be... dragon energy..."

Xie Que couldn't help but be startled. It was true that he had dragon energy in his body, but why did the gods care about this dragon energy?

The resentment in Shen Nian's body increased several times again: "I wonder if you can hear the bipolar heart source!"

Xie Que's heart trembled. Looking at the huge hole in the heart of the god, he couldn't help but have a suspicion in his heart.

"That's right...my heart has been dug out!" Venerable Hui'an's voice became extremely sharp, with a hint of madness in it.

At this time, the vicious meaning in the resentment became more and more obvious.

Ordinary people among them would probably be infected by this vicious meaning in an instant and become crazy.

"So... I will dig out your hearts first and let you experience the pain I suffered..."

Xie Que's heart was numb. According to rumors, this Venerable Hui'an was the elder brother of the third prince Nezha. He had a strict family education and was an upright man.

Only after experiencing such pain can he become so crazy.

Bihai boy was also a little confused.

He also has thoughts of gods and a heart of extreme hatred, but he himself is still a worshiper of gods...

The various BUFFs on this Venerable Hui'an must have been maxed out. No wonder his resentment is so high and so vicious.

Xie Que took a deep breath, but an idea flashed in his mind, and he became wise in his desperation.

For example, Princess Hongyun survived even after being poached out of her heart of hatred.

But the memory of the true spirit was still taken away by the Death Trial Diagram...

In that case, the divine mind has also died long ago, and perhaps its true spirit can also be absorbed by him!

Amid this terrifying and evil thought, Xie Que took difficult action.

All the acupoints in his body moved, he gritted his teeth and charged forward, actually preparing to pounce directly on Venerable Hui'an.