Ning Zhui immediately reviewed every instance of the Buddha-Heart Devil Seal’s activation, summarizing their commonality.

Ning Zhui quickly discovered: each time the precious seal was activated, it occurred when he was anxious and his mental state was unbalanced.

When he officially took action, using the heart seal to command the mechanical monkey uprising.

When Zhu Xuanji saved Yuan Dasheng.

When Ning Zhui broke into the backyard bedroom and saw the unconscious Yuan Dasheng, he almost wanted to act directly.

After successfully persuading Yuan Er, Yuan Er was unwilling to hand over Yuan Dasheng, and Ning Zhui was so anxious that he also wanted to take action.

“Is this the clash of destinies that makes my mind unstable? My emotions almost lost control, and if a mistake were made, it would surely give Yuan Dasheng a new lease on life.”

“On the one hand, I rely on reason to force myself to calm down; on the other hand, the Buddha-Heart Devil Seal is also secretly supporting me, having delivered me at least four times.”

Delivering others into demons, delivering oneself into a Buddha!

Upon discovering this truth, Ning Zhui was once again drenched in cold sweat.

It turned out that this matter concealed many dangers that Ning Zhui had not even noticed. If he had not learned about the theory of destiny from Han Ming, he might not have understood it for a long time.

“From this, it seems that the Buddha-Heart Devil Seal should be a treasure that can guard destiny. Triggering the Buddha statue to deliver oneself can avoid the emotional interference brought about by the clash of destinies and strictly prevent one’s own mistakes.”

Ning Zhui was secretly delighted. Through this event, he discovered another function of the Buddha-Heart Devil Seal.

“However, in that case, my talent is uncertain.”

Previously, he estimated that he possessed super-grade talent. But now, he might only be upper-grade. The reason why he was able to eliminate Yuan Dasheng this time was partly because Yuan Dasheng was burdened by Yuan Er, and partly because he himself had the protection of the Buddha-Heart Devil Seal.

Ning Zhui sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, cultivating the Mirror-Platform Spiritual Communication Art.

“The clear mirror is without confusion, the ride for nurturing the mind. Illuminating the emptiness of the five aggregates, delivering all suffering and distress, Shariputra.”

“Observing the empty form of all dharmas, without birth, without death, without defilement, without purity, without increase, without decrease. Reflecting upon one’s own nature. Maintaining it in the heart, without form, without feeling, without perception, without volition, without consciousness, without eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, mind, without form, sound, smell, taste, touch, dharma, without the realm of the eye, and so on, without the realm of consciousness, without ignorance, and also without the end of ignorance…”

After an incense stick’s time, Ning Zhui slowly opened his eyes, his face slightly joyful.

“The third level of Spirit Refinement.”

“I can push open that Buddhist door and explore it.”

After learning about the theory of destiny, Ning Zhui wondered where his opportunity lay.

The most likely possibility was the Lava Immortal Palace.

He cultivated the three Dantian simultaneously. Currently, he was at the third level of Qi Refinement and Essence Refinement. His Spirit Refinement had been slightly slower, but now he had caught up.

Without hesitation, Ning Zhui immediately responded to the “Trial Disciple” mark, his soul entering the Immortal Palace.

Relying on various spells, Ning Zhui went smoothly, quickly arriving before the three doors.

The difficulty of the Daoist and Demonic doors was quite high. Ning Zhui did not lack the hope of passing, but it would take a lot of time and effort.

Adding to that the death crisis Yuan Dasheng had brought before, Ning Zhui could only deal with the crisis first.

“What will be behind the Buddhist door?”

“Hopefully, it will bring me good changes.”

Ning Zhui pushed the door open and entered.

The room behind the door was filled with coffins.

Not only on the ground, but even the walls had coffins embedded in them, and iron chains hung from the ceiling, suspending several coffins.

This scene was beyond Ning Zhui’s expectations.

“At least it’s not the obstacles and puppets of the Daoist and Demonic doors.”

At this moment.

Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit’s face was full of solemnity and gravitas, its gaze piercing through the air, fixed on Ning Zhui.

Although it didn’t want to give a hint at all, it had no choice. It could only transmit the key information to the bottom of Ning Zhui’s heart through the thread of life.

“Use the Mirror-Platform Spiritual Communication Art to sense the spirituality within the coffins from afar. Once successful, the coffin lid can be pushed open.”

“Choose one, send it to the furnace for cremation, and obtain a spiritual rhyme mechanical creation.”

“Alternatively, you can transmit corpses from the outside world and send them to the furnace to obtain the corresponding mechanism.”

“Note: This mechanism requires careful maintenance and can be transmitted in and out of the Lava Immortal Palace!”

Ning Zhui received the information and immediately began to try.

His Mirror-Platform Spiritual Communication Art had indeed reached the third level, and it was not difficult to communicate with some of the coffins on the ground.

Soon, he pushed open several coffins and found fire-walking snakes, fire-fleece rats, and flame-shadow flowers lying inside.

All things have spirituality.

Ning Zhui then tried to contact the vertical coffins embedded in the four walls. Communication was difficult, but he could vaguely sense that they were still beasts and spiritual plants from Fire Persimmon Mountain. However, their strength and foundation before their deaths were a level higher.

“Looking at it this way, the corpses in the hanging coffins must be the most advanced.” Ning Zhui tilted his head and used a hanging ring to suspend himself.

His hands touched the surface of the hanging coffin, and he fully urged the Mirror-Platform Spiritual Communication Art. This time, there was only a slight sense, very vague and weak.

Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit monitored the entire process, staring at Ning Zhui’s every move, its dragon claws clenched, appearing very nervous.

Ning Zhui finished his investigation and looked around, finally fixing his gaze on a vertical coffin in the wall: “According to my current Spirit Refinement cultivation, the fire-walking snake in this coffin is the best target.”

While thinking, Ning Zhui tilted his head, extended the line, hung himself down, and walked to the targeted vertical coffin.

Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit hummed, eager to see Ning Zhui sense this coffin.

But Ning Zhui stopped and hesitated.

Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit became even more nervous, roaring and spewing out a ball of flame, seemingly urging Ning Zhui.

When Ning Zhui lowered his head to think and stood still, Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit felt uneasy and began to scratch the ground with its hind claws, clearly agitated.

What attracted Ning Zhui was a passage in the information – “Alternatively, you can transmit corpses from the outside world and send them to the furnace to obtain the corresponding mechanism.”

The more Ning Zhui pondered, the more curious he became: “If I capture a Golden Core stage demon beast alive and send it to the Lava Immortal Palace, can I obtain a spiritual rhyme mechanism that far exceeds the standard?”

Of course, he couldn’t produce a Golden Core stage demon beast.

Ning Zhui naturally thought of Yuan Dasheng!

Yuan Dasheng’s soul was attached to the Righteous Bone Golden Firmament, making it difficult to deal with. Ning Zhui planned to dig out the bone to create a mechanism.

But now, a ready-made opportunity was presented before his eyes.

He didn’t need to deal with Yuan Dasheng’s corpse; he only needed to bring it in and hand it over to the Lava Immortal Palace to deal with it, and he could obtain a corresponding mechanism.

This made Ning Zhui more and more tempted.

On the one hand, it saved him too much trouble and eliminated quite a few hidden dangers. After all, the sooner he dealt with Yuan Dasheng’s corpse, the better.

On the other hand, Ning Zhui always believed that his mechanism skills were not very superb; he had more faith in the level of the Three Sects’ Immortals.

“Bring Yuan Dasheng’s corpse in!” Ning Zhui made a decision.

But how to bring it in?

Ning Zhui asked in his heart.

Logically speaking, Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit should provide an answer at this time.

But at this moment, Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit tightly covered its mouth, no matter how the fire whip lashed it, it stubbornly endured it and did not respond!

Ning Zhui then exited the Immortal Palace and returned to the outside world.

He came to Yuan Dasheng’s corpse, thought about it, and poured the essence blood he had drawn out earlier back into the ape corpse.

He took out two storage bags, filled with supplies, and placed them on and inside the ape’s body.

Then, he lay down next to the corpse, touching the ape’s body with one hand while sensing the Trial Disciple mark.

In the next moment, he returned to the room behind the Buddhist door, with Yuan Dasheng’s corpse beside him.

Success!