"Senior brother, don't make up any more killings. ”

Mantou looked at the corpses everywhere and said with a sad face.

Regarding the steamed bun's statement, Blood Shura Yima disagreed, pointed to the corpses of the ghosts on the ground, and asked sharply, "These ghosts are even worse than the demon clan and the demon clan, not only are their hands full of blood and sins, but even their souls have long been sold to hell." If they were spared today, I don't know how many more killings they would have caused. To have compassion for them is to be cruel to all beings in the world. ”

What Yi Ma said is what he has always believed in "crossing oneself, others, and the world with a butcher's knife".

As long as he can kill all the evil people in the rolling red dust, he will fall into hell with a butcher's knife in his hand, and he will not regret it.

"Senior brother, it's you who don't understand the master. The butcher's knife cannot cut away the evils of the world, only the compassion of Buddhism can transform people's hearts and make a boat in the sea of suffering. "Since Mantou practiced with Master Muyu, in addition to the rapid improvement of the Golden Body Arhat Divine Skill, the Buddha nature of Buddhism has also been comprehended very quickly.

In particular, the pure heart of steamed bread is naturally born, and after coming into contact with the Buddha's nature, it gradually has a tendency to evolve into the mind of the Buddha.

Every time the female Taoist Tong Jinbao looks at the heart of the steamed bun, she will feel the light of the Buddha, gentle and warm.

This is also the reason why Master Muyu will accept steamed buns as apprentices.

"The sea of bitterness is endless, put down the butcher's knife, and turn back to the shore? Little junior brother, don't say that you say this, even if the master himself said it, I won't agree with it. ”

Yi Ma said, his emotions gradually became excited, a blood-colored mark appeared in his pupils, his whole person's aura began to become irritable, and a bright red blood river slowly appeared around him, and a rich and bloody murderous aura spread in the ancient temple, "Little junior brother, I'm going to kill your two friends now, how can you stop it, how do you prove that your path is right?"

At this time, Mantou also felt that the "compassion for all sentient beings" that he had always believed in before did not seem to be able to solve the current dilemma.

If it is to be saved, it must be suppressed with stronger force, or it has embarked on the road of countering violence with violence.

Moreover, the so-called sentient beings naturally include Yi Ma who has evil Buddhas in his heart and falls into killing.

For a while, Mantou also fell into doubt, and he couldn't find a way out of the predicament now.

However, Mantou still persuaded him, "Senior brother, you can't be wrong again and again. To let go of others is to let go of yourself. If you can put down the butcher knife in your hand, the master will definitely forgive you. ”

"Little junior brother, you are wrong. Even if I put down the butcher's knife in my hand, I am the butcher's knife in the hands of the Buddha, and they will not put down the butcher's knife in order to purify the sins of the world. ”

As he spoke, the blood river suspended in mid-air split into two, flowing towards Qin Feng and Murong Xue respectively.

The river of blood did not flow fast, but it carried with it the smell of death and despair.

Feeling the monstrous killing intent from the blood river, Qin Feng and Murong Xue had already prepared, and the spiritual power in their bodies was churning like a river, flowing endlessly.

At the moment of life and death, the sword intent dao also came out of the dark book and possessed Tai Sui, only to see the black, gold, and cyan three sword intent evolution dragons on Tai Sui coiled around Tai Sui's sword.

In addition, the Nine Yao Star Body in Qin Feng's body slowly rose from the spiritual power swirl, and the starlight flowed in the star track, reflecting the starlight of the Nine Great Spirit Caves, like a part of the galaxy.

The surging spiritual power continued to pour into Tai Sui, and the rich sword qi released suddenly soared into the sky.

A sword slashed out, and the three-color sword qi flew towards the river of blood in mid-air.

When the blood river encountered the three-color sword qi, it immediately turned into zero, divided into two halves, and continued to attack Qin Feng from the left and right sides.

Qin Feng had long expected this, only to hear a bang, the three-color sword qi that Qin Feng's mind was pulling instantly exploded, and the black, gold, and cyan colors turned into a huge sword qi disc, resisting the blood river to the death.

Although it blocked the momentum of the blood river, the moment the two forces intersected, Qin Feng immediately sprayed a mouthful of blood on Tai Sui's sword, and the blood flashed with a dark golden light.

In just a moment's confrontation, Qin Feng was injured by the power of the Blood River.

Only then did Qin Feng know that he had misjudged Yi Ma's strength, and originally thought that Yi Ma was only the strength of the Great Spirit King Realm.

Now it seems that Yi Ma's strength should not be weaker than that of the Spirit Sect Realm.

The only good news is that Yi Ma doesn't seem to be using all his strength, otherwise Qin Feng would definitely have fainted from the shock in the confrontation just now, and may even die on the spot.

In the face of such a great enemy, Qin Feng knew that he could not confront it head-on at all, so he could only look for an opportunity to leave here first.

Feeling the overwhelming coercion, Qin Feng felt that the entire sky was about to be pressed down on him, and this sense of oppression like facing death further catalyzed the awakening of the dark gold bloodline.

On the dragon's back, the dark golden magic patterns gradually connected, no longer a single individual, but a huge flower from the depths of the netherworld.

As soon as the flower on the other side took shape, half of the entire fire dragon's body ignited with dark golden flames, like the flames of the undead from the other side of the netherworld.

At this moment, a dark golden mark flashed in Qin Feng's pupils.

Tai Sui, who was stained with dark gold blood, also began to burn, and the dark golden flames wrapped around the sword, as if it was guided by the nether flames.

Feeling the surging power of the river gushing out from all over his body, Qin Feng kicked his legs hard, and his entire body turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Murong Xue, who was struggling to support him with Zhen Bing.

The black, gold, and blue three-color sword intent actually merged harmoniously with the dark gold flame, and Qin Feng slashed at the blood river that attacked Murong Xue with a single sword, and the blood river that came into contact with the Nether Flame immediately boiled.

Seeing that Qin Feng had no time to defend, Murong Xue immediately swung his sword and slashed out a wall of ice to block the blood rain, and turned around and flew towards Qin Feng, taking him away from the central area where the blood rain was splattering.

Even though Murong Xue's reaction was very timely, the back of Qin Feng's right hand was still stained by a drop of blood.

As soon as the blood rain touched the back of Qin Feng's hand, it turned into a blood-colored mark.

In the next moment, the blood-colored mark was gone.

"How are you?" asked Murong Xue eagerly.

Qin Feng felt a burning pain on the back of his right hand, but when he checked it, there was no scar, so he didn't care anymore, and said to Murong Xue with a smile, "I'm fine." Besides, the way you look is not good for us to defend. ”

Only then did Murong Xue notice that her whole body was pressing on Qin Feng's body, and she immediately rolled to the side in a panic.

After getting up, Murong Xue turned her back to Qin Feng, not letting Qin Feng see her shy face.

Although Qin Feng hoped that time could stay at that moment, the Blood River was not repulsed, this time the two Blood Rivers merged into one and attacked with greater momentum, Yi Ma was already completely angered and wanted to go all out.

Faced with such a critical situation, Qin Feng stared at the river of blood that was accumulating an offensive, and whispered, "Once you have the opportunity, you will flee first." ”

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Murong Xue's heart was shocked, and she suddenly recalled what Murong Jian said to her when she was a child, "Once there is danger, you will hide behind me."

When Yi Ma was about to give Qin Feng a fatal blow, suddenly the sound of Buddha's praise resounded throughout the ancient temple.

I saw a page of Buddhist scriptures in front of the steamed bun, the Buddhist scriptures were one inch thick, one foot long, and half a foot wide, and there were only three golden characters on it, "a page of books".

The mind of the steamed bun melted into a page of the book, and I saw a three-petal Buddha lotus appear from the page of the book, hanging in the air, and a circle of ripples rippled out of thin air.

The sound of Buddha's praise was endless, and Yi Ma was even more agitated after hearing it, and let out a roar, and the blood river was also recalled and attacked towards the steamed bun.

Seeing this, Qin Feng couldn't care about anything else, so he could only hold Tai Sui tightly and rush up, ready to use his sword to block it.

Who knew that when the blood river came to the steamed bun about ten meters around, it was difficult to move forward, like a baby's step, slow and abnormal.

Such a situation was unexpected by Qin Feng.

However, if the sound of the Buddha chant of the steamed bun can deal with the blood river, a few people still have a chance to live.

Qin Feng stopped and stood more than ten meters away, holding Tai Sui in his hand, always paying attention to the changes in the battle situation, not daring to relax in the slightest.

As the river of blood continued to approach the steamed buns, the Buddha lotus suspended above a page of the book gradually withered and withered, and a lotus leaf fell without wind, decaying and dissipating in the process of falling, and the ripples in mid-air decreased a lot.

When the river of blood flowed five meters around the steamed bun, the second lotus leaf of the Buddha Lotus also fell without wind, and the ripples were further reduced.

On the Buddha lotus, only the last lotus leaf is still holding on, like a lone tree in a storm, a flat boat in the monstrous waves, which will break and dissipate at any time.

The seven orifices of the steamed bun began to slowly ooze blood, and there was actually a little bit of gold in the blood.

Suddenly, a phantom figure of a sitting ancient Buddha appeared, overlapping with the figure of the steamed bun.

I only heard a Buddha song that seemed to come from ancient times, "The heart has thousands of vainness, and the body is like an ocean of duckweed." If you don't see your heart, you don't make a boat. Thousands of red dust, rolling off the blade. The sea of blood is also a sea of bitterness, and you can rest assured when you let go. ”

Yi Ma heard the ancient Buddha's singing, and the blood-colored marks in his eyes flickered and dimmed, and he was extremely unstable.

When his mind was unstable, the river of blood around him also disintegrated, turning into wisps of blood and swimming back into Yima's body.

The ancient Buddha held the Buddha seal in his left hand, stroked the Buddha lotus with his right hand, and chanted "The Buddha said to break through", and then picked the last lotus leaf of the Buddha lotus.

The last lotus leaf was lost, and the whole Buddha lotus withered and dissipated in an instant.

Immediately, the ancient Buddha smiled and threw the lotus leaf at Yi Ma.

Lotus leaves pass by, ripples, lotus fragrance is faint, faintly has the sound of Buddha's chanting.

Yi Ma felt that the lotus leaves flying were like a thousand feet high, there was no way to avoid it, there was no way to avoid it, and even the whole body couldn't move a bit.

When the lotus leaf came into contact with Yi Ma and melted into his mind, the blood-colored mark in his eyes completely dissipated and disappeared.

At this time, the ancient Buddha raised his eyes and looked at Qin Feng not far away, and touched the sky above a page of the book with his right hand, but there was no lotus leaf.

The ancient Buddha groaned with some regret, "Amitabha, the sea of suffering is the sea of blood, don't worry, let go." ”

As the sound of the Buddha's chanting gradually dissipated, everything around him returned to normalcy again.

Qin Feng faintly felt that the glance that the ancient Buddha looked at him just now seemed to contain something.

Yi Ma's breath became much calmer at this time, he looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the steamed bun, and said with some regret, "Little junior brother, I failed to convince you this time, and we are destined to embark on a different path of seeking Buddha in the future." However, this time I still want to thank you for helping me overcome my demons. If there is a fate in the future, let's talk about the Buddha path again. ”

After speaking, Yima didn't stay any longer, went straight out of the ancient temple, and went away alone.

Follow your own path to Buddhahood.

"Mantou, how are you?" Qin Feng immediately ran over to check Mantou's injury.

I saw that the seven orifices of the steamed bun that were originally bleeding have been restored as before, which shows the depth of the golden body of the steamed bun.

"Brother Qin, I'm fine, but there are a lot of things in my heart that I can't understand. ”

Looking at the doubts in the steamed buns, Qin Feng comforted, "Little steamed buns, don't worry. When you grow up, many things will naturally understand. ”

It's just that Qin Feng knows very well that when he grows up, he will have new troubles and questions, more troubles and questions.