Chapter 577

"What to do? Little Prajna can't solve my present predicament, it's just drinking poison to quench my thirst. " Zhou Wen constantly pondered, trying to find a thorough solution.

Although Xiaopan ruojing and Badu Prajna couldn't get Zhou Wen out of pain, they made his thinking and six senses more acute, and he was able to observe details that he couldn't feel before.

The neck is protruding. Zhou Wen can feel all the details even under the skin without looking in the mirror.

Under the influence of eight degree Prajna, Zhou Wen only feels that his body has become transparent in his consciousness. He can use his consciousness to see many details in his body, or to perceive his own details. That's not real vision.

"This should be the seventh enlightenment in the Buddhist scriptures?" Zhou Wen can clearly feel that under the spiral jade protrusion of his neck, it's not just a knot in one's heart.

Under the pimple, there were many invisible filaments, deep into his blood vessels and muscles, because they were too subtle to be seen by the naked eye.

The filaments penetrated into his body like spider webs, coiled between the flesh and blood bones, the whole neck was rooted by filaments, and it was still spreading to all parts of his body, even the brain.

Now Zhou Wen finally knows why it's useless to cut off the pimples by himself. The so-called "cutting grass without removing roots" makes the spring wind blow again.

It's no use just to get rid of the pimples on the surface. You have to get rid of the filaments in order to really relieve the crisis.

However, the power of Xiaopan ruojing and Badu Prajna can only let him see the problem, but can not solve the problem.

This kind of power that goes directly into the body, such as the candle dragon, can't work at all. Unless Zhou Wen wants to be killed by the horizon of the hole candle, he can only find another way.

Dark doctor is the best at this aspect, but even his toxin can't destroy those filaments, which shows the power of this thing.

"Fortunately, I still have a double Rune and a dragon with six wings. If I have to, I'll be burned with this strange snail. With the double Rune and the dragon with six wings, I should be able to live. It's not necessary." Zhou Wen thought so in his heart.

But that was the last step. As long as there was a way to think about it, Zhou Wen didn't want to take that last step.

"Since the little Prajna Sutra can let me see it, is there really no way to solve it? Moreover, I still didn't let little Prajna be promoted to epic, and didn't gather his soul. Obviously, my understanding is not completely correct... "Zhou Wen thought hard.

The precious light on his body is more and more crystal clear, but he is oppressed by the powerful force, and his body is about to be unable to bear it. His bones are creaking, as if they will be broken at any time.

Zhou Wen can feel that there seems to be a huge snail shell pressing on him. The snail shell can't be seen or touched with the naked eye, but the pressure will exist, which is very strange.

"Since the mind can't control the body, why don't I do the opposite? If I don't even have this life, what do I want to do in the afterlife? " Zhou Wenxin read a move, while the small Prajna by reversal.

Originally, Zhou Wen thought that if he reversed little Prajna, he would definitely cause great damage to his body. But soon he found that little Prajna could run smoothly without any obstacles, as if it should be.

All of a sudden, Zhou Wen thought of the three faced Buddha in the small Buddhist temple. The three faced Buddha has three faces, not all of which are compassionate. It's different from ordinary Buddha statues.

"Can we say that... Little Prajna is not a pure formula for cultivating the vitality of Buddhism... One body with three sides... Then what is the last side?" Zhou Wen seems to have realized something.

With the reversal of little Prajna, the octave Prajna also changed. Zhou Wen, who was originally in the state of separation of spirit and body, reunited soul and body.

That kind of strange itch incomparable feeling, immediately returned to Zhou Wen, let Zhou Wen itch almost crazy.

But almost at the same time, this maddening itching makes Zhou Wen feel full of strength. The more painful his body is, the more itching his spirit will be. Instead of feeling pain, he has a happy feeling, as if he wants to tear everything apart.

"Man has three faces, one is the Buddha, the other is the devil. When the Buddha comes, I am the Buddha. When the devil comes, I am the devil. Neither the Buddha nor the devil comes. I am the true self..."

With the continuous understanding of Zhou Wen, his spirit and temperament are bursting out with terrible power, which makes his body shine and emit amazing treasure. It seems that there is an unspeakable power in his body.

That kind of power is not strange to Zhou Wen. It is the unity of life and soul.

It's just different from the previous condensations of life and soul. This time, life and soul is not the nihilistic thing in the consciousness of no taboo, nor the entity like the lost country, nor the independent individual like the rebellious ancient emperor.

It seems that Zhou Wen's soul is his own body, and he takes himself as his soul. I'm afraid few people have seen it since ancient times.

Click! Click!

With the cohesion of life and soul, the jade bumps on Zhou Wen's neck cracked, and the thin lines that could hardly be seen were stripped from his body.

It's like a thin invisible transparent hair automatically comes out of his body, but it's not the thread itself. It's because Zhou Wen's body has changed strangely and can't be attached to anything else, so the thread has to come out of his body.

Those filaments separated from Zhou Wen's body, condensed together, and soon turned into a transparent snail with a milky shell on its back, which was the one Zhou Wen had dug out from the rhinoceros' stomach.

Its small eyes looked at Zhou Wen, who was full of treasure. It seemed to be thinking about something. However, after a look at the candlelight dragon nearby, it finally lowered its head and got into the bone sand. It seemed to be invisible and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

Zhou Wen's body has become as crystal clear as jade, the whole person is like a demon, seems to be pregnant with a huge amount of energy, in the center of his brow, there is a vertical eye, in the moment that the vertical eye is closed, it seems that the door of hell is open, there are countless evil spirits howling in it.

Zhou Wen himself seems to have become a devil, and the whole person exudes a terrible breath of death.

Little Prajna finally condensed the soul of life, but the soul of life is a little strange.

Zhou Wen put away his life and soul, his body returned to normal, the protrusion on his neck had disappeared, the pressure on his body had disappeared, and at the same time, he had a little insight in his heart.

"Prison king?" Zhou Wen murmured to himself and read out the name of the soul.