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"The Biography of Wu Song is about to appear, and the merit will be rewarded with 100."

""Kindergarten Qionglin" is about to appear, with the help of teaching Hua Wanmin, and the merit will be rewarded with 1000."

"Ming Zhongxin founded a school to fill the gap in skill teaching and reward 1,000 merits."

The voice of the merit monument machinery came.

Ming Zhongxin was excited to see that a trace of purple qi floated out from the merit tablet and floated towards him.

When he was about to receive merit, he saw purple qi circling around him, but he just stopped moving forward.

At this time, it was as if the divine consciousness was being pulled outward by an invisible hand.

Could it be that the soul body and merit are repulsive, Ming Zhongxin said that it was unbelievable.

Thinking about it, in this world, Ming Zhongxin wrote a book to invent it, opened up the wisdom of the people, and the merits are immeasurable, Chen Wuhate killed countless people in his previous life, and the sins were heavy, and the sins and merits were not enemies, how could they live together! In this way, the letter is also enlightened.

By the pull of merit, the consciousness is detached from the body.

But when he didn't want merit and divine consciousness to merge, a suction force came from the air, and the divine consciousness distorted for a while, and disappeared in an instant.

"Xin'er, Xin'er!"

"Less owners, less owners!"

A few ethereal voices came.

Ming Zhong Xinyi was overjoyed, he had returned, and thinking of this, he tried hard to wake up.

However, I couldn't open my eyes, and after several efforts, it had no effect!

Ming Zhongxin couldn't cry or laugh, what is this, the divine sense can be used, but it can't enter the soul, the two can't be combined, so what are you playing! Aren't you the living dead?!

Thinking about it carefully, after these days of living as Ming Zhongxin, the compatibility between the divine consciousness and the soul of the original Ming Zhongxin has gradually improved, and when it is an opportunity, it will be consistent and completely integrated.

However, due to the many trivial matters in the past few days, coupled with the healing of the eldest mother, what is even more unreliable is that the overdraft of the divine consciousness uses the Dafa of nourishing the soul to search for the traitor, which leads to the excessive use of the divine sense.

There is a difference between the two, and the divine consciousness leaves the body and enters the merit space, and then through the fusion of the divine consciousness and the original soul body, the divine consciousness is completely restored, and the strength is greatly increased.

However, because the divine consciousness is too powerful, it no longer matches the original soul, so it is impossible to merge now!

It's too bad! Ming Zhongxin was speechless for a while. It seems that we have to find a way to improve the fit, otherwise, we will really become the living dead!

Ming Zhongxin looks for a way in the experience of a past life.

I remember that in my previous life, when the two herbs could not be fused, I found a fusion agent to promote the fusion of the two!

Thinking of this, Ming Zhongxin's eyes lit up.

Merits and virtues! There is no better fusion agent than this, isn't the separation between himself and Chen Wuxi's soul a success due to merit?!

Pour merit into the soul, so that the fit of the two is raised again, and then merge!

Right! That's it.

As soon as he thought of it, he carefully searched for purple qi in his divine sense.

No, still no!

How could there not be?!

Could it be that when the purple qi enters the divine consciousness, it will change?

No, you still have to find it, Ming Zhongxin was ruthless, looking for it inch by inch, and turned his divine sense upside down.

Just when Ming Zhongxin was carefully searching in his divine sense!

A ghostly figure entered an inn somewhere in the city.

The figure of the ghost Chong looked left and right, saw no trace, and knocked on the door of an upper room.

Whistling, whiny!

"Who?" A deep voice rang out in the room.

"The secret star is attacked, and the shadow is coming!" The Oni Chong figure responded in a low voice.

"Enter!" There was a creak, and the door opened.

The figure of the ghost dodged into the room.

"What about Tantra?"

A dark shadow in the room hides in the shadow of the wall.

"No trace!"

"Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"Did you escape?" The Shadow muttered to himself, "Impossible, Tantra is not so bold when he takes holy medicine!" ”

"What's next! Messenger, please! The ghost figure bowed down and asked for instructions.

"What's going on in the Ming Mansion?" Shadow asked.

"In recent days, the old lady of the Ming Mansion has been seriously ill, and the young owner has made frequent moves, and wants to establish a school, which has been full of students, and what exactly is taught has not yet been explored! However, today, the young owner of the Ming family and a group of people were waiting in his small courtyard without knowing what was plotting, but they suddenly fell into a coma and have not woken up yet! The old lady is already alarmed! It should look serious! ”

"Can you find out, why are you unconscious?" Hearing that Ming Zhongxin was unconscious, the shadow stood up in shock.

"I want to investigate the situation, but the security is so tight that the small courtyard can't get close!"

"It looks like the plan is going to be carried out ahead of schedule? But now there is no internal response! Acting hastily will only do bad! The abominable tantra has disappeared at a bad time! ”

"Forget it, activate the Secret Moon!"

"Yes!" The ghost figure whispered.

"Wait, let him find out first! If the situation is not right, don't act rashly! ”

The ghost figure turned and left.

Soon, a carrier pigeon flew into the night sky from the inn.

It seems that a storm is about to break out!

"There it is!" At this time, Ming Zhongxin's divine consciousness was pleasantly surprised.

Finally, in the middle of his consciousness, he found a lilac phantom, which was levitating in the air.

However, it turned out that the purple qi was in the middle of the divine consciousness, transforming into a phantom like a monument of success, and if you didn't observe it carefully and look for it carefully, you would definitely not be able to see it clearly.

Ming Zhongxin is overjoyed, I finally found you!

However, what worries me is, how can we channel the purple qi into the soul?

Is it like passing on the gong, and the magic is at the top?

Try it!

Mingzhong has done everything he knows about the Dafa of Gong transmission, hoping to introduce merit into the soul, but the phantom of the merit monument is not moving!

What can I do, the longer the time drags on, the weaker the soul will be, the greater the difference between the soul and the divine consciousness, and the lower the possibility of the two merging!

Ming Zhongxin was like an ant on a hot pot, and he was in a hurry.

"Meritorious young master, please show mercy and go to my soul!" Ming Zhongxin looked at the phantom hanging in the air, and felt bored in his heart, and said spoofed!

The purple phantom moved slightly.

It moves! Ming Zhongxin didn't dare to be confident, and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Look at it again, it hasn't moved!

"Meritorious young master, please show mercy and go to my soul!" Ming Zhongxin asked again.

The phantom slowly changed, becoming filamentous, and swimming out of the divine consciousness.

No, that's fine! Ming Zhongxin was speechless for a while, could it be that merit is still used to pat on the back? !

Now is not the time to think about these and see how it goes!

Ming Zhongxin followed the merit, but only to see a trace of merit drifting into the soul, and the soul gradually strengthened, and gradually a faint suction force came.

Ming Zhongxin looked excited, it had an effect! .

As the merit in the consciousness decreases, the suction from the soul becomes stronger and stronger.

Not enough, not enough, still not enough.

Ming Zhongxin looked at the gradually decreasing merits in his divine consciousness, and worked hard in his heart!

"Pass it again, pass it again!"

Just when the merit in the divine consciousness was reduced to only one-third, the soul suction suddenly increased, the divine consciousness shook for a while, and with a "whoosh", the entire divine consciousness merged into the soul.

"It's so comfortable!" Ming Zhongxin seemed to be in a warm embrace, the cold feeling was far away from him, and he gradually ushered in a solid feeling!

"Xin'er, Xin'er!" The desolate cry of the eldest mother was heard in my ears.