He had already finished the deduction and was more confident: "Move Miss Zhou out."

Ning Zhenzhen came to the coffin, put her hand on Zhou Jingjing's shoulder, and the invisible force lifted Zhou Jingjing up, slowly falling to the spotless white stone ground.

Zhou Jingjing looked up to the sky, her whole body was green and there was no trace of life left.

Although she is not a great master, she is already a master in the spirit realm, and her body is still active.

Fakong clasped his palms together, closed his eyes, and began to mutter a Buddhist mantra.

The sound of the Buddha's mantra was strange, as if it came from a distant place in the sky, and slowly came over. I could hear the sound clearly, but I couldn't tell what the sound was.

I couldn't hear every word clearly, I could only murmur and recite, as if I was in an empty and high grassland, boundless, and I was alone in the high and vast world.

Slowly, the sound moved from the sky to the ground, as if coming from the netherworld, from the soles of the feet to the body and then to the ears.

They had a feeling that there was someone under their feet and that they were standing on top of the noisy crowd.

They couldn't help but look down.

The ground is still made of white stones, spotless, and the entire altar seems to be carved from a huge white stone, without any gaps.

Fa Kong's voice became louder and louder, as if he were standing in the distant sky or in the distant underground.

Sometimes it's in the sky, sometimes it's underground, it keeps changing.

They opened their bright eyes wide and watched as the light gradually emitted from Fakong's body. His whole body was gradually enveloped, wrapped, and finally submerged by the soft light. His figure was no longer visible, only a ball of soft light.

Gradually, this soft light expanded, covering Zhou Jingjing, wrapping her up and drowning her.

Both of them disappeared in the white light.

The murmuring sounds still continued, lingering in their ears, distant, high, and desolate, as if they were walking alone on the vast grassland.

"Boom!" Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

The girls looked up.

The night sky is still dotted with stars, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the clear light slowly falls between the sky and the earth.

Fa Kong's chanting began to become more urgent. It was distant and calm before, but now it became urgent.

"Kacha!" The girls' eyes suddenly lit up.

Ning Zhenzhen suddenly flicked his sleeves.

The women couldn't help but retreat.

A bolt of thunder and lightning drew a huge zigzag, like a silver sword stabbing hard at the soft light where Fakong and Zhou Jingjing were.

The soft light swayed.

"Kacha!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up again, and thunder and lightning struck Fakong and Zhou Jingjing fiercely again. The soft light swayed and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"Kacha!"

Thunder and lightning strike again.

…

A total of six thunder and lightning crackled down, but the soft light remained strong.

There was no more thunder and lightning after that.

The soft light quickly converged, and finally penetrated into Zhou Jingjing's body. Her body had changed.

She looked like a sleeping beauty, her skin was white, rosy and shiny, and her breathing was light, long and continuous.

The girls' eyes widened.
Chapter completed!