No one can survive under such divine power.
But that was Zhiframe's own choice...
Zhikong smiled bitterly. He didn't know whether to say that his junior brother was simple and honest or stupid.
The master said that Zhizhen was the one with the most Buddha nature among them. If it weren't for his poor qualifications, he would have the best chance of becoming a Buddha.
But what’s the use of having the most Buddha nature? In the end, one still needs to be alive to succeed in Buddhism, right?
The unusual movement above the island was so loud that everyone in the entire Void God Realm was alarmed.
With such power of heaven and earth, could it be that someone has activated a force that is not suitable for the Spirit Transformation Stage?
That direction is Wanmotian’s camp. Could it be that Wanmotian sent cultivators above the level of Divine Transformation to sneak into the competition?
Shangguan Fanghua flew into the void. She looked towards the direction of the island, wondering which idiot could have caused such a terrifying pressure from heaven and earth.
Even she didn't dare to get close to such power of heaven and earth.
On the small island, Zhizhen stubbornly stood above Lai Siyu. His body was covered in blood, with drops of blood constantly being squeezed out of almost every pore.
The phantoms of golden turtles were constantly shattered by the lightning. The formation on the island had reached its carrying limit and was in danger of collapsing at any time.
Every time the purple lightning struck a golden beetle, Zhizhen would spit out blood, and his expression would become increasingly weak. The Buddhist beads were his life-defining spiritual artifact, and the disappearance of the artifact spirit would also cause great trauma to his body.
Lai Siyu finally completed the last step, combining all the liquids into one and then dividing them into five.
The five pills gradually took shape. Lai Siyu carefully controlled the temperature of the true essence and the pill furnace, fearing that they would fail at the last moment.
The elixir is ready!
Five jade-white pills emitted a dazzling glow. Lai Siyu slapped open the alchemy furnace with one palm, and collected all five pills in the jade bottle that had been prepared long ago.
At this moment, the terrifying lightning that had been accumulating in the void for a long time finally struck down, and the defensive formation collapsed instantly. The wisdom frame protecting Lai Siyu fell like a piece of paper.
Looking at the Buddha's light surrounding her, how could Lai Siyu not know that the monk was protecting her.
Thunder struck from the sky as a punishment for the pill, and the eight trigrams in his body began to circulate rapidly, relieving the pressure. Lai Siyu wrapped Zhizhen and flashed into the eight trigrams space.
Purple lightning as thick as a bucket struck down, and the island was instantly reduced to dust.
Tianwei, who suddenly lost its target, launched another wild bombardment. For a moment, the sky above the lake was covered with purple lightning, just like the Milky Way hanging upside down, pouring onto the lake like a waterfall.
Half a day later, the might of heaven gradually dissipated and the world returned to peace.
Another half day passed, and groups of people came to see what was happening. When they saw that the area around the lake had been razed to the ground for a thousand miles and the lake was almost dry, they were filled with fear.
The majesty of heaven is hard to defy, this is what it means, right?
After a few days, no one set foot on this ruin anymore, and it gradually became a deserted place in the Void God Realm.
In the space, in a small courtyard built at the foot of the mountain and surrounded by flowers, Lai Siyu was busy in the kitchen, and Xiaobai ran into the kitchen with a large bowl of blood that had just been taken from Fang Qingyao.
The red squirrel has already taken a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, and his sea of consciousness is recovering bit by bit.
Zhizhen was soaked in a large barrel by Lai Siyu. There was no intact part of the monk's body. Even his dantian was covered with spider-web-like cracks and was in danger of breaking at any time.
After all, he was fighting against the might of heaven. If Lai Siyu had been a moment later, the monk would probably have died on the island.
Lai Siyu used various elixirs and finally added Fang Qingyao's blood to carefully cook a pot of nourishing porridge. She asked Xiaobai to feed the red squirrel, while she took the porridge to feed Zhizhen.
Although Fang Qingyao's blood was added to the porridge, thinking of Huijue, the wine-drinking and meat-loving monk, Lai Siyu felt that Zhizhen would not mind the presence of meat in the porridge.
Besides, she didn't bleed Fang Qingyao to death.
With the nourishment of spiritual spring water and various spiritual medicines, Zhizhen has recovered quickly in the past few days, but he has not woken up yet.
Lai Siyu cast a spell to open Zhizhen's mouth. Considering that he was unconscious and unable to chew, she simply used magic to pour the porridge directly into his stomach.
Fang Qingyao was a member of the Immortal Phoenix Clan. Her blood contained a tremendous vitality that accelerated the recovery of her mental frame. Her severed meridians and nearly shattered dantian rapidly grew under the nourishment of this endless flow of vitality.
Coupled with the spiritual spring water and the best elixir, Zhizhen almost regrew the flesh and blood of his entire body this time.
The four words "reborn" are so appropriate to describe him.
Lai Siyu and Xiaobai took care of Zhizhen and the red squirrel meticulously. Half a month later, Zhizhen woke up and the red squirrel also woke up.
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