"It must be resolved earlier. There are endless conspiracies from foreign races. The longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes. If you are busy, you may have an opportunity to take advantage of it."

Chen Huixian was immersed in the voice of Buddha, and his mind was changing rapidly, thinking about how to weaken the golden flame and achieve the effect of eliminating the nightmare curse.

Thousands of thoughts made Chen Huixian unable to find a breakthrough. He thought of all his proficiency and found that he had no idea how to achieve large-scale elimination.

Since his practice, he has been accustomed to taking the refined route. Micro-operation can allow him to exert stronger power and also make him lose the development of magic on the other hand.

If you find the defect, you have to overcome it. Chen Huixian keeps this in mind and prepare to think about it carefully after you have time.

Huh?

Chen Huixian suddenly felt something.

The Buddha's voice contains a trace of power of the Great Sun. If only this is the case, Chen Huixian would not be surprised.

This great sun's way is the golden flame way he is good at.

"It's interesting and interesting. I've been wandering around for so long, but it's dark under the light. I didn't find a solution right in front of me."

At this moment, Chen Huixian thought a lot. When he and Wenxin Sect understood the truth, they were obviously among the monks of Wenxin Sect who suppressed the ghost clan.

He had not noticed the way of the great sun in the Buddhist voice before, because he had not yet understood the way of the great sun.

These days, I sing scriptures every night, which means to replace the sun with my body. It is precisely because of this that he has understood the way of the sun.

That night, the alien race knew that Chen Huixian was back and did not dare to fan the flames again, causing nightmare curses to become stronger.

The night was calm and the waves were clear, and there was only the thoughtful chanting of Buddha's voice resounded throughout the White Turtle City and surrounding camps.

It was just dawn and the Buddha's voice stopped.

Chen Huixian finished his practice and found his intention directly. He talked about what happened last night and asked: "Fellow Taoist Buddha's voice brings a ray of great sun, but have you understood it?"

"I am merciful. I saw the suffering of sentient beings two days ago. I hope I will occasionally gain something. I would like to thank my seniors for their grace for giving me the Tao."

Le Yi was frowning, sighed and shook his head and said, "It's a pity that it's an indicator after all, and it's difficult to cure the root cause. Please find a solution for seniors."

"This time I found a fellow Taoist, and I felt something from the Buddhist voice of the fellow Taoist as the center. I am good at the golden flame path of the sun, but the golden flame path is too strong and pure. If the Buddhist voice is harmonized, the curse will not be erased, and the life soul will be destroyed by the golden flame path."

"I am merciful!"

After singing a sentence with his mind, he knew that Chen Huixian was looking for his purpose. He did not hesitate and said in relief: "As long as you can save sentient beings, I can impart the true meaning of Buddhism to the seniors."

"I heard that Buddhism has a method of initiation of relics. If you are like this, you don't have to."

Chen Huixian raised his eyebrows slightly. It was obvious that the other party misunderstood his meaning. It was normal to think about it. They couldn't afford to delay it, and practicing Buddhist techniques was not something that happened overnight.

Instilling a whole body of cultivation and experience knowledge is undoubtedly the fastest way.

Chen Huixian shook his head and refused, saying, "I will not take advantage of others' danger. Since you have understood the way of the Great Sun, then when you perform the Buddhist sound, I will help you understand the way of the Great Sun Golden Flame. The way of the Great Sun is controlled by me. You only need the Dharma to harmonize the strength of the Buddhism."

Chen Huixian regarded the other party as a human-shaped transformer and a transit center, which not only solved the time problem, but also solved the Buddhist singing that he was not good at and the Golden Flame method that he was not good at.

After listening to Chen Huixian's explanation, Da Yi nodded thoughtfully and said, "Senior mean that we should use our two to jointly eliminate the curse? However, I have a first understanding of the Da Sun and are not familiar with this. If there is a mistake, it will be a great sin."

When it comes to souls, especially the most important thing. If the true spirit is located, the soul will be scattered if it is not careful and there is no other possibility.

"Nothing happens, the Taoist rhyme increases, how about slowing down rather than fast?"

After thinking for a long time, he made up his mind and said, "I am merciful, and I am the monk who will let my predecessors do my best."

After leaving, he looked at the sun in the sky, thought of the conversation just now and Shen Huixian's confidence, and worriedly thought about the consequences of the mistake.

He said secretly: "I know that the seniors who practice Taoism are seeking great freedom and freedom. The way of heaven is above, and I have nothing else, but only a body. If something happens, all the cause and effect will be borne by me alone!"

That night, I sat cross-legged in the void and recited the scriptures: "Namo Drahnadola Night, Namo Aya, and Polujah Emperor Shuobola..."

The Great Compassion Mantra is neither anxious nor slow, neither fast nor slow, the sound is continuous, and it is chanted and sang loudly, as if it is small and big, resounding throughout the world, and a ray of Buddha's light is behind him.

Chen Huixian stood under Yuyi's body, looking at Yuyi's mind like a god or a Buddha, and realizing the way of the sun, the red gold sword suddenly squirted, and the light suddenly appeared in the sky, and infinite light appeared from the darkness, like a sun flying into the sky.

disease!

Chen Huixian shouted lightly, the Tao of the Great Sun Golden Flames is more and more, the Tao of the Tao gathers, and the strange phenomena arise. The light that originally appeared should have disappeared, and it is brighter and brighter under the strange phenomena, and the range of illumination becomes wider and wider.

"I will understand the way of the golden flame of the sun, and understand the amount of Taoist rhyme that is integrated into the Buddha's singing. Tell me your situation at any time..."

Chen Huixian circulated the Taoist rhyme silently. After transmitting the sound to the mind, a golden flame Taoist rhyme symbolizing purification merged into the Buddha's voice and passed along the Buddha's voice to the sleeping people.

After the sound of Buddha, the Taoist rhyme that represents the great way is not something that ordinary people can bear. The soldiers whose consciousness falls into dreams instinctively moans painfully.

"No, when the uncontrolled Taoist rhyme hurts and curses, it also acts on the life soul, and even the three souls and seven souls."

Chen Huixian always paid attention to the changes in the soldiers and immediately wanted to stop the output, but he found that the damage was not fatal, so he decided to find a way to try it.

I saw that Chen Huixian was a multi-minded person, and his pseudo-spiritual consciousness controlled the Taoist rhyme in the Buddha's voice and accurately cut off the nightmare seeds on several soldiers.

It was not surprising to eliminate the curse of Chen Huixian. What really made him happy was that the consumption of the pseudo-spiritual consciousness was reduced by dozens of times.

"Sure enough, without the process of seizing the Taoist rhyme, you only need to maintain the Taoist rhyme until it is passed on to the mind, and the consumption of spiritual consciousness is greatly reduced!"

Chen Huixian accelerated the speed and gathered the Taoist rhyme from the sky, reducing the consumption of spiritual consciousness again.

He only needs to maintain a long-term manifestation of the Taoist rhyme. The sun in the sky darkens, and in the end there is only a trace of aurora silk thread across the sky, linking nothingness and despair.

Chen Huixian adapted to the situation and finally found the correct solution. He couldn't help but continue to work hard. He cured nearly 5,000 people in just over two hours.

"Is it half a month? It's acceptable!"

Ying Xuan felt relieved after postponing the attack on the rebel army for half a month.
Chapter completed!