The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"Refining the relics?"

At the moment, even if you return to Buddhism, it is very likely that the Taoist Buddha will return again. It is only a matter of time. If you want to get through this crisis, only refining the relics, the original Ye Mo wants to bring the relic directly back to the spirit. Wujiang is trying to refine it. Isn't it just an opportunity now?

And refining the relics is not as simple as refining ordinary things.

The ancient buddhas were cremated, and twelve relics were produced, which were assigned to the twelve Buddha gates of the Western Buddhism sub-space. Each Buddhist temple has a relic, which is given to those who have the Buddha's edge.

Refining a relic, it is able to get the inheritance of the ancient Tibetan Buddha, and it can be greatly improved, but it is not an easy thing to refine the relic.

However, now there is a master of the deep Dharma master of Ci En, pointing to the side, Ye Mo to have a certain confidence to refine the relics.

"Yes, since you have found a relic, it is considered that the ancient Tibetan Buddha recognized you and used it for refining. It is not impossible."

Ci’s nodded.

Generally, the relics are not used for refining, but are hidden in the Buddhism. This is tantamount to the fact that the ancient Tibetan Buddha descended on the Buddhism, and it has far-reaching significance. Now it is a last resort.

In fact, even if the kindness does not say, Ye Mo will also be used for refining.

"Yep!"

Ye Mo nodded, and the three men once again set foot on the pure land, returned to Buddhism, and entered the hall of Wanfa.

The temple of Wanfa has thousands of Buddha statues, and the refining of the relics in the hall will have a high success rate. The masters and the saints are on the sidelines, observing the situation of Ye Mo refining, if Ye Mo is On the way to refining, there is a situation, and it is also a good idea.

Ye Mopan sat in the most central position of the Dafa Hall, surrounded by thousands of Buddha statues, refining the relics, Ye Mo still chose to swallow, and swallowed the golden relics.

Suddenly, Ye Mo’s brow began to wrinkle up. At the moment he swallowed the relic, his ears rang with a ring of bells. This bell is not the same as the bell of the buzzer clock. The bell is a matter of light wave attack.

However, this kind of bell was extremely sharp, and there was no change around the hall of Wanfa. But the bell was clearly transmitted, almost every hole that passed through him, and got into him. In the body.

This kind of bell is not an attack, but a kind of washing.

Hey!

Another sound is complete, Ye Mo's mind, soul and flesh, while receiving the washing of the bell.

Only by thoroughly washing the mind, the soul and the flesh, there is also a saying in the Buddhism, called the cleansing body, so that the body can be thoroughly purified, and only then can the relics be officially refining.

"What the sound is this? Actually so horrible, my body, soul, heart, are unbearable!"

Ye Mo’s face showed a noticeable painful expression.

This feeling is like holding a sword, constantly cutting on your body, cutting the soul, cutting the mind, cutting the body.

Every day of the night's cutting, Ye Mo's body is good, his defense is inherently strong, barely able to withstand, but the bell rang, directly ignoring the soul defense fairy, so that the soul seems to be stripped.

Of course, it is best to suffer from a small heart, who is in the raft tower all the year round. His own artistic conception is washed, but it has not been thoroughly washed and affected.

And Hong Ling is the magic weapon of Ye Mo. As an instrumental spirit, she can also feel the pain of Ye Mo. Emei said: "I am afraid this bell is a washing sound, I want to thoroughly wash your essence. If you can't afford this, you can't refine your relics."

Wen Yan, Ye Mo also bite his teeth, I am afraid this time, only with his own willpower, can be sustained from such a terrible washing voice.

If you can't bear it, don't say it is a refining relic, and your life is hard to keep.

Therefore, this time refining the relics, it must be a little price, and it is a very painful price.

With the passage of time, the power of this bell is getting stronger and stronger, almost to let Ye Mo almost scream.

"Master Ci, what happened to Ye Mo?"

The saint could not help but ask.

Master Ci En thought for a moment and said: "The ancient Tibetan Buddha has a position in the Western Buddhism world. It is a special bell. Ye Mohe should now be the bell of the big Tibetan clock. This kind of bell is not the average person. Even if it is me, it may not be able to withstand it. Only those who are truly purified can only bear this kind of bell."

"What if there is no purification?"

The saint asked anxiously.

"If there is no purification, then it is necessary to slowly bear the bell, and finally achieve the effect of thorough purification, otherwise, let alone refining the relic, it is likely to die in the bell of the big Tibetan clock! ”

Master Ci En said, the brow is also wrinkled. This kind of bell is not aggressive, but with the meaning of washing, not to mention the worldly fetus, even if it is a fairy, it is hard to bear.

"Now, I can only see his personal creation. We can only see it. This time, purification is actually an opportunity to purify success. It is an improvement in itself. Even when it enters the Western Buddhism, there is no obstacle. If there is no purification, even if it is a great god, enter the Western Buddhism world, and once you hear this sound, it will be painful and uncomfortable."

Master Ci En continued.

Time, slowly passed, it is enough to spend three days and three nights, the saints and the masters of Ci En are still inseparable, and Ye Mo’s gasping voice is more and more heavy, and Ye Mo’s ability to withstand is already reaching the distance. The edge of the crash.

However, Ye Mo’s expression began to relax again.

Because Ye Mo’s soul and mind have completely withstood the washing sound of the Great Tibetan Bell. Ye Mo Nai is the perfect soul body, and it is the perfection of the soul. It is already in perfect condition. It persists for three days and is thoroughly purified. Yemo’s mind is in the middle of the floating tower. It has already been purified quickly. Nowadays, the Tibetan clock has helped the three generations of time, and the heart of Ye Mo’s mind has been thoroughly purified.

Next, it is the body of Ye Mo.

Although his body is very strong, at the beginning of the bell of the bell, Ye Mo can withstand the strength of the physical body, but the bell is getting stronger and stronger, and he has been relieved, and he is suffering again.

Hey!

Ten golden dragons were also forced out at this moment.

"Master Ci, what is going on here? Is Yemo not good now? It seems that he is about to withstand the big Tibetan clock. Why is his expression now painful?"

The sacred expression is worried, it is very puzzled.

"Does he have a dragon bloodline?"

Master Ci En looked at the ten golden dragons that Ye Mo’s body appeared, and could not help but ask.

"Well, he is a native of the Taikoo Canglong family."

The saint nodded.

"It seems that Ye Mo's body can't pass the big Tibetan clock."

It was said that the face of Master Ci’s face immediately became very ugly.

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