The name of the wall pillar was given by his mother, hoping that he would stand tall like a high wall and be a pillar of society, but he never thought that his son would become a monk. In a fit of rage, Wallpillar's mother severed the mother-son relationship with him, and since then Wallpillar has traveled all over the country to spread Buddhism.

The three greatest evils of the human heart are called greed, hatred, and ignorance, and the wall pillar is extremely poor all his life, which is to hope to temper the selfishness in people's hearts, so that everyone has a heart of fraternity. Hehe, this is really a fool's dream, but the wall pillar is destined to be alone to purify all sentient beings.

He traveled all over the world, ate and slept in the open, learned the art of bigu from books, and almost did not eat every day except quoting the nectar of the morning and the wild fruits that fell to the ground, and his body was not as strong as it is now, and he was really a skinny man.

Gradually, he also became famous, and many people knew that there was a person in Lai Guo who became a monk, reciting scriptures in the town day and night, helping people for free consultation, and occasionally helping passers-by or people in distress. People have a good impression of him, but no one becomes a believer in the Buddha. Soon he will be on his way to Kyoto, the largest and most prosperous part of the island nation.

The first step was hindered, and the guards at the gate did not let him in, saying that he was immoral and would disturb the elegance of Kyoto. The pillars of the wall meditated at the gate of the city, and sat for a day, without a drop of water. Until the gates were closed, he was not allowed to enter Kyoto.

It was late at night, and the bustling city seemed deserted outside, except for a monk still meditating at the door. At this time, a steamed bun rolled down in front of him, and then a pair of shadows also appeared on the ground next to the steamed bun. The pillar looked up and saw two people in cloaks, unable to see their faces because their backs were to the moonlight.

"Monk, I've heard of you, but I didn't expect you to be here. "It's a male voice.

"What are you talking about, didn't you already know that he would meet you here?" the other was a woman.

The wall pillar has no friends in this world, so naturally he will not know the two people in front of him. Now that the other party has heard of him, he may be interested in Buddhist culture, and he may have the opportunity to enter Kyoto and let more people know about this culture from the mainland.

"Do you want to go through the process? Can you count the poor monk as one? The guards at the gate of the city have been guarding for a day, but they won't let me enter the city. ”

"You're going into the city, what are you going to do?"

"The poor monk knew that the highest leader of the country was in Kyoto, and if the daimyo could be interested in Buddhism, or if the affairs of all sentient beings could be multiplied. ”

"Hahaha, then you're thinking too simply. According to you, people must not indulge in wine, they must not be entangled in the world, they must be industrious and pragmatic, and our daimyo will not like you in every way, contrary to what you say. ”

"Maybe it's just that we don't understand clearly, everyone has a relationship with the Buddha, but the time has not yet come. ”

The man in the cloak did not speak, and the woman on the side kicked the steamed buns on the ground, kicked the steamed buns to the foot of the wall pillar, and said: "There is no hair, you once told the people that you can't spoil the food, why don't you eat the steamed buns on the ground?"

The steamed bun has been trampled on by the woman, and it is obvious that she is insulting the wall pillars. The man wanted to stop the woman's rude behavior, but the wall pillar slowly picked up the steamed buns on the ground, gently patted the dust on them, and ate them casually.

"Isn't it, do you dare to eat it?" said the woman in disbelief.

"As I once said, make the best use of things, food is for people to eat, pat it, and you can still eat it. ”

"What if this is a meat bun? Isn't it contrary to what you said that monks don't eat meat?"

"It is indeed taboo for monks to eat meat, and if the poor monk knew that this steamed bun was wrapped in meat, he would naturally not buy it or eat it. Now that the source of the meat has been killed by the butcher, its life will sustain the lives of many more people. The source of meat is the pig, it can be said that this pig saved people, although this pig died, after death will inevitably receive the gift of the Buddha in reincarnation, the future is limitless...... If the poor monk eats it by mistake...... will be over...... for it" The wall pillar wanted to continue, but suddenly fainted to the ground, and the steamed bun was actually drugged with sweat.

"I didn't understand a word of this nonsense, so is it really necessary to include him in our castle tower?" the woman asked the man with suspicion.

"He has to join us. We are the Great-Names, and he is the ones who are here to measure us. ”

The next day, the wall pillar woke up in a house. His belongings were left untouched, and he walked out the door.

Outside, there was a woman, listening to the voice, one of the two people last night.

"Are you awake, come with me, the Daimyo has promised to see you. ”

"Where is this?"

"This is where the shogunate, the daimyo lived. ”

"You are?"

"We met last night, I can't tell you my real name, my current name is Whitewash. ”

A forest that had been razed to the ground, and in the successive explosions, everything had vanished. There was a stream of blood under the scattered fallen trees, and the blood began to spin, like a whirlpool, but slowly rising from the middle instead of sinking. The blood turned into a human form, and Ji Wumei's face appeared first, but the skin and limbs of the body had not yet fully recovered. The explosion had a wide impact, and Ji Wumei used the Blood Transformation Technique to dodge the attack. And the woman called the whitewash, may have died in her own explosion.

A cold arrow burst out of the corner, and a twig shot at her. Ji Wumei's human form did not recover, and she couldn't dodge, but she had an idea, and she escaped back into the blood on the ground. The branch flew over the bloody water and slammed into the ground behind it, another explosion. The branch that bounced off the explosion fell into the blood, and a hand immediately appeared in the blood, grabbing the branch to prevent it from falling into the blood. Unexpectedly, the branch that was grabbed by the bloody hand was also a bomb, and suddenly the bloody hand exploded in all directions. The blood was scattered all over the place, slowly converging in the middle.

In the midst of the ruins, whitewash hides under a broken tree to watch the situation. She found that no matter how she exploded, she couldn't completely eliminate Ji Wumei, even if she blew Ji Wumei to pieces, as long as there was a stream of blood on the ground, she would turn back into that blood demon.

Just a drop of liquid will definitely not have its own consciousness, and that blood demon must have something key to control the blood, but it can never be found in the fight. Human qi comes from the eight valves in the body, which is transmitted to the qi veins, and the five internal organs of the body can produce qi. But this blood demon has no internal organs, only blood has no flesh and bones, so the thing that can produce qi must be compressed very little, and it roams freely in the body like a bead, so that it is possible to be lucky not to be affected in the explosion in the sky. Whitewash still wants to continue to try, not wanting that a stream of blood has already flowed to her feet. A hand suddenly reached out from the blood, instantly choking her neck. At that moment, it was difficult to breathe after being pinched by the bloody hand, but fortunately there was not much blood, and the strength of the bloody hand was not enough, so there was still a chance for the whitewash. She pinched a leaf in her hand and put it in her bloody hand, which exploded in her bloody hand.

Whitewash keeps the explosion to its inferiority to the lowest so as not to hurt yourself. After the explosion, the bloody hand was broken, and she jumped out from under the broken log. However, the splatters of blood fell into her eyes, and she couldn't open them for a moment.

Whitewash tried to wipe the blood from her eyes with her hands, but the blood stuck firmly into her eyes like glue, and when she opened her eyes, she could only see a patch of scarlet, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

After losing her whitewashed vision, Ji Wumei finally had time to regain her human form. After returning to his human form, Whitewash also sensed that a demonic aura was gathering again not far away, thinking that it must be Ji Wumei who stood up again. She couldn't let herself be left without the strength to fight back, so she grabbed a few branches at her feet, pinched them in her hands, and died with the enemy at any time.

It's a pity that Ji Wumei didn't plan to fight in close quarters. Now that the Demoman has lost his vision, the location of the explosion will not fall on her side. Due to dodging the previous explosion, Ji Wumei has ended the liberation state, and now it will take time to recover before she can re-enter the liberation state. The massive loss of blood also weakened her strength, so she had to use the least amount of strength to kill the other party.

Ji Wumei stretched out her finger and squeezed out a drop of blood on her fingertip. This drop of blood will turn into a blood shadow bullet, ending the whitewashed life in one shot.

Whitewash will not sit still, she knows that Ji Wumei is not close in the distance, she must want to attack with a long-range spell and kill her while her eyes are out of sight. The rest is all up to her feelings.

Ji Wumei shot out the blood shadow bullet on her fingertips, and she also judged the trajectory of the blood shadow bullet by sensing the position of the demonic qi, and threw out the branch in her hand. Whitewash threw out the branch with precision, and threw the blood shadow bullet shot by Ji Wumei. The blood shadow bullet exploded after contact with the branch, thinking that the branch offset Ji Wumei's attack, but just now Ji Wumei's blood shadow bullet was hidden in it, and it seemed that there was only a drop of blood, but in fact, the blood shadow bullet also contained countless small blood shadow bullets. After the outer layer of blood shadow bullets was neutralized by the explosion, the blood shadow bullets contained inside spread out, scattering towards the whitewashed body like rain splashed in a puddle of water. The whitewashed body was suddenly hit by countless small blood shadow bullets, and the body was riddled with holes. After the rain of bullets from the Blood Shadow Bullet was over, the whitewash eventually fell to the ground.

"Hey~" Ji Wumei breathed a long sigh of relief, it seemed that she could finally relax. At this time, the fallen whitewashed fingers suddenly moved, Ji Wumei didn't know her life and death because she had the divine qi on her body, but she could still hear the voice. She looked over at the whitewash, only to see the whitewash holding her bruised body and standing up again.

At this time, not only could she not see anything, her body was completely incapable of fighting because of her injuries, her qi was confused, and her breath was chaotic, but she still wanted to stand up, maybe just like the other people of the Ten Precepts, the righteousness in her heart had not been achieved, and her consciousness would not let her body die. She couldn't have used her body as a weapon because it was her last resort, but now she felt it was time to give her life.

She touched her hair, which began to sway as if it had come to life, and then stood on end like a thorn. Eventually, all the hair flew out of the top of her head and flew towards Ji Wumei.

"Have you finally fought for your life? How can you have a chance to become the winner in the battle of death without such thoughts!" Ji Wumei also opened the flesh wings on her back, and countless blood beads condensed from the open wings, and then separated from the flesh wings, shooting countless hairs flying in the air.

The blood shadow is heavy against thousands of hands to be buried, and the pinnacle duel of quantitative spells.

In the clear sky, fireworks suddenly appeared. The red fireworks, which bloom in various shapes in the air, are just a kind of leisure time that cannot be appreciated, and such a stable mood.

After the indiscriminate bombing, no one fell into disadvantage, except for the long hair, which has now become an inch, perhaps the heaviest sorrow of a woman. If you want to die and live later, then you must let yourself die first. At the last moment, Whitewash touched his body and ran towards Ji Wumei.