Chapter 381 380 I Will Share the Pain

Of course, the Lingye Sect also has a method of salvation, and it is a true Taoist teaching. It is said to be the original "Suyuan Changle Sutra".

It can save the dead souls and allow them to go to Changle Heaven.

Of course it is good.

Well... the only problem is that Song He has not learned it yet.

The scriptures are not something that can be recited casually after knowing the content, but also require a full understanding and understanding of the content of the scriptures.

It is definitely not possible for him to do it suddenly.

He pondered for a long time.

Finally decided to give it a try - there was a vague idea.

These old oxen are nothing more than a mixture of resentment and souls, and there are many marks of the animal-making religion in effect, so the resentment is getting deeper and deeper.

Pain is the source of power of the animal-making method, and if you want to solve it, you still have to start with this.

Ordinary salvation is nothing more than resolving resentment, but because the animal-making souls and resentment are deeply entangled, it is not so easy to resolve and purify.

He didn't think he was smarter than the old and wise Yuanying Zhenren and the Bodhisattvas of Buddhism - the things that the Animal God Cult did back then even surprised the Buddhist sect.

The Buddhist sect, which is best at resolving resentment, used several relics of Buddhist treasures to barely suppress the overwhelming resentment.

The situation Song He is facing now is of course different from that time.

But it is almost the same.

What he intends to do is to strip away the pain of these old oxen.

Without pain, eternal torture will not exist, and those marks will become useless, and the resentment should also be partially resolved.

It is also a coincidence that there is a secret technique in the inheritance he got that can transfer negative emotions. As long as this secret technique exists, it will always work.

It is different from the common techniques in this world. It is considered to be a transfer from the root, which is equivalent to finding a substitute, rather than just transferring the pain and bitterness brought by negative emotions.

Of course, there are many troubles.

For example, the other party of this magic transfer must be willing to accept the negative emotions - who is willing to accept it?

For cultivators, if negative emotions accumulate too much, it is easy to happen some things such as being possessed by demons, broken Taoism and the like.

Not to mention that Song He still wants to transfer the method of creating animals.

That is a pain that even cultivators can hardly bear.

Fortunately... he has spiritual plants.

He plans to build a spiritual world first, and then transfer all these pains to that world, and then add the power of tuning sunflowers to adjust.

Since the power of sunflowers can even solve the resentment of the heaven, it is definitely not a problem to deal with these pains and resentments. Pain and resentment themselves can also provide nutrients for sunflowers.

Song will definitely not do a business that loses money.

He not only wants to turn this pain and sadness into his own gains, but also get something in the memories of these old oxen.

Of course, the reward is to let them choose whether to live in the spiritual world built by Song He. If they are willing, they can also transfer to the lotus world in the future.

He decided and immediately started trying.

What is needed to build the spirit world is his consciousness and a suitable carrier. Because of the panel, there is no need to worry about failure.

Now that he has the strength of consciousness in the late stage of Yuanying, it is easy to do it - he specially chose a spiritual plant called Hanyuancao as a carrier.

This spiritual plant is a fourth-level spiritual plant.

Its appearance is like a woman wearing a gauze dress, with the drooping colorful leaves like a long skirt, and the flowers seem to show a beautiful woman closing her eyes to rest.

Although it is only a fourth-level, its birth is actually a bit dramatic.

Senior Brother Ye Cai's spiritual rune was not his original creation, or... the original idea was not proposed by him.

But it was a powerful cultivator who was also qualified to engrave his name with the foundation of the cave heaven - Dream Body Immortal.

This real person is a genius, not only his own physique is the legendary drunken dream immortal body, but also the practice of the "Heavenly Man Traveling Wonderful Method" that can maximize the perception of the world and nature.

According to legend, although this real person is only a Nascent Soul, she can communicate with the spirits of the gods and even higher creatures. Even the Heavenly Dao once played a wonderful song with her.

According to her talent, let alone ascending in the future, even if she reaches the upper realm, she will have great potential... It's a pity that she suddenly came up with an idea after a realization.

That idea surprised the entire sect - that is, the wonderful method of spiritualization of runes.

The real person Meng Shen claimed that he had mastered the life gates of many spiritualities. As long as he finished studying this method, he could turn all those spiritualities into runes that could be directed at will.

By then, the special spiritual plant reserves of the Lingye Sect will usher in a wave of great harvests.

This method is of course very magical. At that time, a large number of people chose to support the real person Meng Shen, and even built a number of not-so-harmonious altars.

The purpose is to turn the greatest spirituality between heaven and earth into something in his pocket.

However, no one knows what happened in the end.

Meng Shen Zhenren suddenly gave up this method and stayed at home in Meng Shen Cave Heaven - she had a strong control over Meng Shen Cave Heaven, and no one could enter without her consent.

Her staying at home made people outside dumbfounded.

This method has not been organized into a system yet, how can it be successful if the creator lets go?

But she didn't care and just stayed at home, so the cultivators had no choice but to give up.

What can we do if she doesn't come out? Can we break in?

Several decades passed like this. With the life span of a Yuanying Zhenren, it would not be a problem for him to live for two thousand years. The cultivators studied and waited for Mengshen Zhenren to change his mind and come out of retreat, but an accident happened.

Mengshen Zhenren actually passed away!

The brilliant light of passing away even burned half of the cave.

The cultivators were shocked and hurried to deal with her aftermath.

As a result, the sect found a bunch of strange spiritual plants in Mengshen Cave, including this wish-making grass.

This spiritual plant can sense the emotions and spiritual power changes of the outside world, and give corresponding responses--

For example, now, it feels the resentment of the three bloody cows, and gently covers half of its face with its sleeves. The leaves move without wind and dance a very sad dance.

It is obviously just a grass, but it really has such a graceful and gentle dance. In the trance, it seems to have self-awareness and a dancing woman.

A strange wave attracted the three old yellow cows.

They floated over unconsciously, staring at the wish-granting grass with their empty eyes, wondering what they were thinking.

Song He watched quietly on the side, but he had already sat down cross-legged. The sealed Nascent Soul was temporarily released, and the colorful and illusory stream of light flowed towards the wish-granting grass.

It was like a clear spring, and like a divine power that was enough to shape all creations, flowing into the wish-granting grass.

It looked smooth.

But Song He scratched his head strangely.

"Well, it's so strange."

His divine consciousness power was obviously at the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and there was a continuous supply of divine consciousness from the Tianying Pill, but he just felt very weird.

It seemed... that only his own divine consciousness could be used to create the world.

The external force provided by the Tianying Pill could not work.

He was a little puzzled, but he did not insist on mobilizing the power of the Tianying Pill. Instead, he began to use his own divine consciousness to re-seal the Nascent Soul.

With his unremitting efforts, the location where the small world was formed this time was behind the flower of the wish-granting grass - that is, behind the woman's head.

It looks very much like the divine ring behind Song He's head.

The image of the woman has become particularly sacred because of this.

It floats quietly, like a small white halo, empty inside, without any objects.

It is different from the earliest Lotus Realm and the later Crescent Realm. All it needs is to transfer negative emotions and then purify them.

So there is no need for any creation inside.

The power of divine consciousness consumed is naturally much less.

It can be said that this is a prototype, a completely blank world.

The entry has been determined and formed.

It should be OK, but Song He stared at it, and suddenly stretched out his hand again, and his fingertips touched the halo that was as soft as cotton.

A force was transmitted.

In the pure white world, heavy snow fell, white snow, white light, the whole world seemed to be covered by this power and fell into sleep.

"It should be OK."

At this time, Song He finally nodded with satisfaction.

In fact, it was a sudden thought. His power seemed to have the effect of calming people down. Perhaps this would bring unexpected gains.

"The next step is to divert negative emotions."

He took a deep breath, and thought of something. His face was hesitant, but he finally gritted his teeth.

"Let me be the bridge."

This decision meant that he had to bear the resentment and pain caused by the secret method of creating animals.

But he firmly believed that if he could not empathize, even if he used the power of tuning sunflowers, he would not be able to perfectly deal with this resentment.

In order to achieve the goal perfectly, this must be experienced.

"I hope it won't hurt too much."

Muttering to himself, Song He held the flower pot directly in his palm, and used his spiritual consciousness to form a colorful and transparent bridge on the wish-making grass and the cowhide of the three old yellow cattle beside him.

The bodies of the old yellow cattle trembled almost visibly, and there seemed to be a blood-red light flickering in the dark eye sockets.

These wronged souls who had been trapped in the cowhide for who knows how long felt a world... a completely silent world where they could sleep peacefully.

In an instant -

A wisp of extremely deep black resentment rushed towards the wish-making grass through the bridge - they seemed to be calves of different sizes.

They were covered in blood, very thin, and blood and tears flowed in their eyes. They slowly walked across the colorful bridge.

This scene made Song He's eyelids jump.

He thought it was not good.

How could there be so many!

He had already attached great importance to the method of creating animals, but he still overlooked some key things - for example, this cowhide, it was not the cowhide of one cow, but the skins of countless cows spliced ​​together!

In other words... there was more than one cow's resentment in it.

For a moment, he wanted to break the bridge. After all, so many cows with resentment would definitely have a certain impact on him.

But after thinking about it, he remained silent.

He quietly watched the endless resentful cows slowly walk across the bridge and then through his body - cold, stinging, and then endless severe pain.

At this moment, he experienced what the cows had experienced.

These cows used to cultivate the land honestly, working hard every day as tool cows, eating less, sleeping late, and working more.

Perhaps the happiest time for them is to drink mountain spring water, eat fresh grass, and sleep peacefully in the cowshed covered with hay.

However, one day.

They were suddenly thrown into the freezing cold water. The water was extremely cold, and there were some strange fish in it. They swam gently and scratched blood marks on their bodies with their tail fins.

The cold water penetrated into their bodies.

These potions carefully prepared by the Animal Creation Cult seemed to have their own lives, gnawing at their flesh and blood, but ensuring that their consciousness remained awake in the cold at all times.

Enduring hunger and pain.

They just waited endlessly.

It seemed that they had to endure this pain to the end of the world, but one day suddenly, they saw the dazzling fire, felt the burning sharp blade piercing into their flesh and blood, and peeled off their skin abruptly.

Perhaps at this moment, the cows would feel fortunate - can they escape from the sea of ​​suffering?

However, the methods of the Animal-Creating Cult were very cruel. The pain and torture had deeply affected their souls, and they still existed even after they left their bodies.

It was even more painful.

They felt the pain of being eaten and skinned every moment.

Their souls were compressed and compressed into the Tianguan acupoint of the skull, and then cut by a sharp blade, leaving only this piece of skin.

Finally, they were sewn together.

They felt the wailing and pain of their own kind, and there was no end.

The pain of one cow was like this, what about a group of cows?

The answer is more than one plus one.

As a bridge carrying them through, Song He's mouth kept twitching. He finally understood why the Animal-Creating Cult could create such a horrible animal.

It turns out that every time you feel that you can bear and numb this pain, there will be another cow to share the pain with you, and then it will forget it and accept the "sharing" of other cows.

This cycle is equivalent to repeating this pain all the time, and there is no chance to adapt, and every time is a first experience.

Logically, Song He shouldn't have to accept such pain... But every time a cow passed by, it was equivalent to resetting the pain, so he had to accept it.

But Song He still didn't waver, he was as calm as ever, and he silently recited the "Suanyuan Changle Sutra" that he had learned at the last minute.

According to the established plan, he also took out the tuning sunflower.

So, when Yuan Xi came back with a half-man, half-cow monster and a group of cows, he saw Song He sitting cross-legged.

The sun was caressed by the sun, and the sunflowers swayed gently.

The calm voice recited the scriptures.

The soft music and light set off him like a fairy.

For a moment, they were actually a little trembling, as if they didn't dare to get close to Song He. (End of this chapter)