Chapter 891 Journey to the Ghost World 13 Bodhi Fruit

On the white huā petals of the snow lotus, there is a faint layer of white light, which looks extra pure under the light of the Buddha.

Zhao Di was about to open his mouth to inhale the snow lotus into his stomach. Suddenly, an unexpected change happened in front of him!

Under the light of the Buddha, the snow lotus huā fell off one by one, turned into a wisp of slender pure white Buddha light in the air, and integrated into a few strands of gold threads on the bodhi tree. In a moment, this extremely pure Buddha lotus fell out and turned into black.

Zhao Di's heart sank, and the most precious treasure like the extremely pure Buddha lotus was actually sucked away from the essence under the bodhi tree, which is really incomprehensible. It seems that he is more or less lucky today.

Zhao Di is also a decisive person. At this time, he can't care that the treasure is destroyed, so he has to let go of a little protection and let the powerful Buddha light from the bodhi tree enter his body.

With Zhao Di's scream, while the sharp pain came from the divine mind, his mind was empty in an instant. The magical scenes and all kinds of messy disturbing sounds disappeared in an instant. No matter how powerful the heart demon is, it will be completely dispersed in an instant when it is exposed to the Buddha's light from the bodhi tree.

Not only is Zhao's divine consciousness as unbearable as being pierced by ten thousand needles, but also its flesh, under the light of the Buddha, is unbearable and almost melted.

Zhao Di wanted to operate the magic power and the divine power of the body, use protection, and then resist the Buddha's light from the body, but at this time, the divine consciousness was extremely painful and damaged, and it was impossible to cast the spell soberly.

Suddenly, the ten-foot Buddha's light not only did not shoot outward, but turned into a faint golden light visible to the naked eye, which was taken back into the ten thousand wisps of drooping roots on the bodhi tree.

Zhao Di immediately loosened his body, and the severe pain in the divine consciousness also disappeared with the help, and he suddenly woke up a lot.

He hurriedly checked himself. His body was filled with a warm breath. His whole body was sour and soft, and even most of his consciousness was consumed, but there seemed to be a lot of distracting thoughts in his heart and became clear. It seemed that the heart demon did disappear under the light of the Buddha, but he was not much better.

If it hadn't been for the sudden withdrawal of the Buddha's light by the bodhi tree at this time, Zhao Di would have had an extremely dangerous end.

The terrible spiritual pressure still existed, which made it difficult for Zhao Di to get close to the bodhi tree, but was forcibly crushed and retreated dozens of feet away, so he reluctantly stopped.

Without the invasion of the Buddha's light, Zhao Di's heart was loose, his eyes flashed, and he stared at the bodhi tree in front of him with a little curiosity.

The Buddha's light was taken back by the bodhi tree for a moment, and the ten thousand wisps of drooping roots hung from the bodhi tree trunk. At this time, it became the golden light of the thick and thin arms, dazzling, covering the light emitted by the bodhi leaves.

Suddenly, on the bodhi leaf in Zhao Di's hand, inexplicably shot out a wisp of golden thread with thick fingers. The golden thread ignored Zhao Di's obstruction and directly sank into one of the drooping roots, and the bodhi leaf then turned into a wisp of faint green smoke and disappeared.

Zhao Di was shocked. Not only the bodhi leaves in his hand, but also the countless leaves on the whole bodhi tree were repeating a similar scene at this time. A piece of bodhi leaves turned into gold threads and sank into those drooping roots. In the blink of an eye, all the bodhi leaves disappeared. On the bare bodhi tree trunk, there were only countless golden glitter, and the size increased a lot of drooping roots.

One of the drooping roots has touched the ground and is drilling deep into the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This drooping root is getting longer and longer, and the golden light is getting brighter and brighter, while the other drooping roots are gradually shrinking, and the light is gradually dimming, as if all the essence of the bodhi tree is concentrated on the drooping root deep in the ground.

Zhao Di's heart moved. If he remembered correctly, most of the pure white Buddha light when the extremely pure Buddha lotus disappeared was sucked into this drooping root.

"Is the amazing change of this bodhi tree related to the extremely pure Buddha lotus?" Zhao Di's heart moved. Whether it was the bodhi tree or the extremely pure Buddha lotus, he knew very little. After all, these two treasures are the most precious treasures of Buddhism and extremely rare. In addition to the extremely exaggerated description of the efficacy of these two treasures in the classics, there are few reliable records.

The bodhi tree is still changing. In addition to the drooping root that is still growing into the ground, the rest of the drooping root has been sucked out of the essence, contracted into a wisp of slender gold wire, and finally dissipated into smoke.

Not only the drooping root, but also the branches of the bodhi tree, even the trunk, are shrinking rapidly. After only two or three breaths, the bodhi tree disappeared from the eyes of Zhao Di, leaving only a golden drooping root with a thin arm, and the latter also penetrated into the ground at the moment when the trunk of the

Zhao Di's eyes were empty. Although the Buddha's light completely disappeared, and although the spiritual pressure from the bodhi tree was much weaker, he felt that the special breath was still there. On the ground here, there was still grass and vitality, which showed that the bodhi tree did not die.

With a soft sound, the slender branches and buds broke out of the ground that disappeared from the bodhi tree, emitting a faint golden light. These buds grow extremely fast, grow tall, open branches and loose leaves, on the branches, grow slender golden threads drooping roots again, and between a few breaths, the bodhi tree appears in front of Zhao Di again, almost exactly the same as before.

However, Zhao Di also noticed that the bodhi tree was obviously different at this time. After rebirth, the Buddha's light shining in the bodhi leaves is not as strong as before: the spiritual pressure emitted by the bodhi tree is not so terrible. Moreover, the most striking thing is that the longest drooping root disappeared at this time and was replaced by a golden heart-shaped fruit the size of a fist, hanging in the branches and leaves.

"Nirvana rebirth, condensation of gold, is this the bodhi fruit?" Zhao Di's heart was very moved. Even the sacred treasure of the Bodhi tree, such as the immortal family, had to go through a rebirth to condense the fruit. It must be a big deal!

After the rebirth of the bodhi tree, the Buddha's light and spiritual pressure are much weaker. At this time, it is gradually increasing. Zhao Di knows that if he wants to take the treasure, he must take advantage of it now!

Without hesitation, Zhao Di immediately used his last bit of strength and mana to lift the sun-extinguishing gun, turned into a golden shadow, and rushed forward.

The golden gun opened the way, and in the rumbling sound of breaking the air, Zhao Di actually rushed out dozens of feet in one breath and came to the bodhi tree.

With no time to think about it, Zhao Di waved a one-handed golden gun and easily cut off two bodhi leaves, and then immediately copied them into his arms without waiting for them to fall.

The heart demon has gone, and Zhao Di is naturally not afraid to touch this bodhi leaf again.

Under the bodhi tree, the spiritual pressure is so strong that Zhao Di is not allowed to stay for a long time.

Zhao Di glanced at the golden bodhi fruit, and suddenly crossed his heart. He waved the golden gun, and a golden light flashed and cut the bodhi fruit.

"Bang!" With a soft sound, the bodhi fruit fell from the branches, as if held up by an invisible force, and slowly fell to the ground.

Zhao Di immediately rolled his sleeve robe, intending to put away the bodhi fruit.

However, Zhao Di's magic power was rejected by a powerful spiritual pressure. At the moment when the bodhi fruit was separated from the branches, the countless leaves on the bodhi tree repeated the scene of metamorphosis, turning into golden threads one after another and pouring into the bodhi fruit.

After the leaves, there are drooping roots and branches. In a short breath, the bodhi tree disappeared again, and all the essence poured into the golden bodhi fruit.

Even the two bodhi leaves just picked in Zhao Di's arms turned into green smoke and disappeared.

The bodhi fruit that absorbed all the essence of the bodhi tree, the shape remained unchanged, and still slowly fell down.

Zhao Di hurriedly stretched out his hand and put the bodhi fruit into his hand.

The reincarnation is endless. If this bodhi fruit falls to the ground, I'm afraid it will be reborn and turned into a bodhi tree immediately.

At the moment when Zhao Di came into contact with the bodhi fruit, his whole body immediately froze and became unable to move.

Bodhi fruit instantly grew a layer of half an inch of slender golden light, piercing Zhao Di's palm through countless slender wounds, and dense small drops of blood oozed from it.

With the strong body of Zhao Di's body and intentional protection, it is difficult to pierce the palm of his hand, even the flying needle at the level of Tongtian Lingbao, but this Bodhi fruit is effortless.

Those blood were immediately absorbed by the bodhi fruit, leaving no trace. Not only that, Zhao Di even felt that the blood of his whole body was surging away like the palm of his hand, along those slender wounds, constantly absorbed by the bodhi fruit.

The blood loss was extremely fast. Zhao Di was shocked and just wanted to throw away the result, but at this time, he had no power to resist.

"Ah!" Zhao Di shouted in a low voice, and his eyes were dark.

I don't know if he was almost in a coma, or he had been in a coma for a moment. When Zhao Di opened his eyes again, the bodhi fruit in his hand had disappeared.

"What's going on?" Zhao Di seemed to have experienced a fantasy dream and hurriedly checked his condition. Although the mana consumption was serious, it was still recovering little by little, and the flesh was gradually getting better. More than half of the divine consciousness was consumed, and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

The most strange thing for Zhao Di was that he had flowed nearly half of his blood, but there was no sign of blood loss at this time.

And Zhao Di looked around for the bodhi fruit and found nothing!

"Master!" The voice of the spirit child every day came from a distance. He was turning into a blue light, shooting towards here, and fell in front of Zhao Di for a moment.

The spirit boy looked up and down at Zhao Di every day, with an incredible and envious look on his face, and asked, "What happened? Why did the bodhi tree disappear? Has the master removed it?!"

Only then did Zhao Di notice that the spiritual pressure and Buddha's light here have disappeared, and the grass under his feet are rapidly withering and turning into wisps of green smoke. This pure land of bliss is completely gone in the blink of an eye. I'm afraid that in less than half an hour, it will be swept by the yin Part.