I Cultivate Passively

Zhou Feng finally figured out that this small world has always been running according to certain rules.

The so-called abbot is just a puppet and has no core authority at all.

And the people in this small world are just leeks.

People in this small world basically cannot escape forever and ever. Providing wish power and incense is their only destiny.

This is more like a certain boss's vegetable garden.

But this made him somewhat confused as to why this small world chose him as its abbot.

And is this position of abbot really necessary?

"There must be a reason for this. If the position of abbot had no effect, it would never have been established."

He frowned.

I didn't expect to be so unlucky. As soon as I entered Zhongzhou, I mistakenly entered the vegetable field of what I thought was a boss.

Is it true that all monks who enter Zhongzhou will experience this kind of thing, or is it just him who is particularly unlucky?

"Wait! The last abbot also came from outside? And every abbot is not from this small world."

Suddenly Zhou Feng grasped the point.

There must be something wrong with this, and it may even be related to the secrets of this dojo.

While Zhou Feng was thinking about it, the fire of the Buddha Lotus in his body not only failed to subside, but became more and more terrifying.

The power of Buddhist aspiration was infecting his whole body bit by bit.

The Sanskrit sounds in my ears are getting clearer and clearer, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to suppress this sound.

Seeing this, Guanming on the side couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that the new abbot in front of him was still not good enough.

It even lasted shorter than the last abbot.

The previous abbot persisted for several years before giving in, but Zhou Feng seemed unable to persist for a few days.

Faced with the influence of this Buddhist aspiration, he did not resist strongly, but let go little by little.

Compress all the spiritual power and blood energy in the body into the life wheel.

The Wheel of Fortune is the foundation of Zhou Feng's current practice.

Immortal matter, spiritual power, blood energy and even the power of blood are condensed here, and all the foundations of practice are forcibly compressed into this place.

Even the immortal energy in the immortal golden bones was forcibly compressed into the life wheel.

The originally indestructible physical body began to slowly disappear, and instead began to transform into the body of the Buddha.

As if sensing Zhou Feng's current changes, countless incense wishes began to swarm in, constantly occupying his body.

"really!"

Among them, Zhou Feng's soul was the most seriously polluted.

The idea of ​​converting to Buddhism began to arise.

If he is not stopped, he will probably convert to Buddhism and become the abbot of this small world with peace of mind.

Correspondingly, the suppression of King Ming's seal began to weaken.

All this was within Zhou Feng's prediction.

Ever since he was forcibly pulled into this small world, he asked Zhinao to start analyzing how to escape from this place.

First of all, if you want to escape this small world, the most important thing is these two inheritance marks on your head.

Especially this Mingwang mark is like a long nail, nailing him here.

How to weaken the suppression of King Ming's mark has become a difficult problem.

So Zhou Feng suddenly suppressed the spiritual power in his body and began to let the Buddhist aspiration power invade him.

Sure enough, the suppressive force began to slowly weaken.

"As long as the life wheel is not infected, everything will be fine."

Zhou Feng's current idea is to escape from the golden cicada's shell.

Abandon most of the body and part of the soul, and then forcefully leave this place.

Just take this opportunity to reshape your body and recreate your soul.

His cultivation qualifications have always been not top-notch.

Even at the beginning, his cultivation qualifications could be described as inferior.

After going through so much, his body has undergone many transformations, including a Nirvana rebirth, but his qualifications are still a bit lacking.

In other places, Zhou Feng might be considered a genius.

But in Zhongzhou, where monsters are everywhere, it's a bit unsatisfactory.

So he had his mind set on completely reshaping his physical body, and by the way, his soul as well.

This is not a whim.

"Golden Body Nirvana Sutra, Three Lives Reincarnation Sutra"

The above two gates are related to the inheritance of the physical body and the soul.

This is the core lineage of Mahayana Buddhism. Compared with other lineages, these two lineages only have the front part.

If you want to get more, you need to get more permissions.

"Some of these are enough."

Zhou Feng is not greedy, even if it is only a small part of the previous part, it is enough to provide an idea.

Anyway, he has the two passives of God Rewarding Qin and Zhi Nao.

With these two passive foundations, it is not too difficult to create a suitable method.

Although the method he created at the beginning would have various drawbacks, he didn't care.

He is totally okay with being obsessed or something like that.

The life wheel contains a large amount of longevity matter. With the support of these longevity matter, his lifespan declines to the slowest.

So he doesn't need to worry about Shouyuan at all.

Obtaining the inheritance of the Immortal Lord should be the luckiest thing for him.

"But if you want to rebuild your body, you must find a place full of inspiration and a lot of resources."

While Zhou Feng was thinking, the Buddhist aspiration power around him had already infected his whole body.

His soul was also compressed to the extreme.

If he continues to allow this will to rage, I'm afraid his true spirit will sink instantly.

But correspondingly, the suppressive power of King Ming's mark on his forehead has also weakened a lot.

"Walk!"

At this time, he no longer hesitated, immediately cut off half of the soul, and then used the Immortal Step with all his strength.

The surrounding space was immediately torn apart.

An extremely huge formation tried to suppress him, but this huge formation failed on Zhou Feng.

The passivity of the forbidden body allowed him to ignore the suppression of the formation.

And the most important thing is that because Zhou Feng gave up half of his soul, he immediately got rid of the two Buddhist inheritance marks.

The big formation didn't work, and the mark of King Ming on his head didn't work either.

In this way, Zhou Feng forcibly left the dojo.

Before leaving, he also cleared out a large area of ​​things in the warehouse.

"This, this, this."

Guan Ming was completely stunned.

This person actually broke away from the control of King Ming's mark, even tore apart the space and escaped from this small world?

How can this be!

how did you do that?

"I"

While Guan Ming's face was full of surprise, he couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart.

Isn't this a missed opportunity?

A perfect opportunity to escape from Kongshan Temple.

"etc!"

Soon Guanming realized something again. Zhou Feng had run away, but the abbot position of Kongshan Temple was vacant again.

So who will fight against those evil spirits next?

"Huh?"

Before Guan Ming could express too much emotion, the owner of this small world was also alarmed.

In an instant, the entire small world bloomed with dazzling Buddha light.

Zhou Feng had no idea what happened next in this small world.

After forcibly tearing apart the space and escaping from this small world.

He found a random place to bury himself, and at the same time, all his spiritual power, blood and soul were placed in the wheel of life.

If a monk passes by, he will never find anything wrong here.

Because at this time, Zhou Feng not only had no breath but even no warmth. His whole body was like a stubborn stone.

The art of feigning death!

This is a small magic that Zhou Feng learned from the inheritance of Changsheng Tianzun.