Murong Longcheng looked at the bead in his hand, and gently brushed his right hand, brushing away the blood on it, revealing its true appearance.

This is a mixed bead, with chaos inside, but it emits an invisible wave.

The range of fluctuations is about ten feet, and within this range, all living beings will inspire murderous intent in their hearts. Only by holding a knife to fight can this emotion be vented.

Even with Murong Longcheng's soul, it was still hit by a wave of shock at this moment, and it was almost impossible to extricate itself.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the fluctuations emitted by this bead changed. They were no longer the intention of killing, but calm and peaceful. The evening drums and morning bells give people a feeling of meditation.

In this range, even the most manic heart is, you must be at peace and calm.

"What a magical thing."

Murong Longcheng's eyes were flashing with a glimmer. He was sure that once the so-called "demon bead" was refined, his soul would become stronger, enough to control this body today, thereby achieving reincarnation from death.

"I don't know where this bead comes from. The world is really full of wonders."

Murong Longcheng's internal energy burst out, wrapping the bead, otherwise the bead would burst out with other fluctuations, and he would not be worth it.

Then, Murong Longcheng's toe point, turned into a black light and disappeared. He was now going to refine this bead.

And if Xia Yunmo recovered his memory here at this time, he would recognize the bead in front of him.

This bead is the "Ruyi Tianxin" condensed by his power of faith.

During Xia Yunmo's rebirth, the extra power was transformed into an eggshell. But his faith power was too complicated and huge. A small part was absorbed, and the other part was stored in Ruyitian's heart.

Xia Yunmo himself doesn't know about this matter now. Perhaps only after he recovers all his memories can he remember them again.

...

Five days later, in a cave, Murong Longcheng slowly stood up, his eyes radiated, and his whole person exuded a mysterious aura. His eyes were extremely deep, as if he could see through all the mysteries and mysteries in the world.

"This power is too complicated. It may take a long time to truly absorb it."

Murong Longcheng murmured to himself, then he showed a smile again: "However, it should be almost the same for dealing with that old monk."

After speaking, Murong Longcheng's body rose into the air and rushed in one direction.

...

In Shaolin Temple, Sutra Library, a little monk is organizing the bookshelf.

The young monk is named Xu Zhu. He has an ugly appearance and poor martial arts skills. However, he is highly valued by the abbot and sent him to guard the Sutra Pavilion and allowed him to browse it at will.

In addition, the abbot often gave Xu Zhu a small kitchen to explain Buddhist scriptures and the mysteries of martial arts. This made many other monks unable to see it and secretly discussed it.

Well, this Xu Zhu must be the abbot's illegitimate son.

Even Xu Zhu himself was confused and didn't understand why the abbot looked at him so much.

As for the scriptures and martial arts that the abbot explained to him, he was also confused, as if he had understood, but he seemed not to understand, giving him a sense of right but wrong.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew and lightning, and have been viewed in this way."

Xu Zhu was sitting in the Sutra Pavilion at this time, specializing in Buddhism. Suddenly, he saw the leaves falling outside and the grass withered, but he couldn't help but think of this sentence.

Ten powerful energy also ascended out and collided with Murong Longcheng's fingers.
Chapter completed!