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The magic horse was slightly shocked, struggling to pounce on the little monk.

"What!"

At this time, the little monk spit out the mantra three times, and the dazzling Buddha light spit out from his mouth, which seemed to be accompanied by a Buddhist imprint. The Buddhist imprint rotated, bursting with Buddha light, and quickly landed on the magic horse, pressing the magic horse to its stomach at once, making it unable to move.

Moreover, the Buddhist imprint seems to be integrated into the body of the magic horse, and a layer of Buddha light flashes from the body.

"Zizi!"

The Buddha's light seemed to be burning, causing the magic horse to gush out billowing green smoke.

"Whew-"

The demon horse roared in pain, most of the black qi wrapped around its body had been purified, and its black scale armor had turned gray again.

It falls off with it.

The magic horse was injured even more, and its injuries were not healed in the first place.

At this time, the little monk's face was pale, his body was shaky, and blood was flowing from his mouth. Although the power of the six-character mantra is terrifying, the consumption is also very huge, and the three mantras have exhausted the Dharma in his body.

He was mentally exhausted and physically exhausted.

At this time, he seemed to remember something, and finally turned his head slightly to look at the woman who fell to the side and did not know whether she was alive or dead. But at this time, he was powerless, he couldn't save her at all, he still needed to suppress the magic horse, and he couldn't spare a trace of strength......

The woman's white clothes were stained with blood, and there was blood flowing out of her body, and I don't know if she was seriously injured and unconscious, or if she was already dead.

The little monk slowly closed his eyes, then sat down cross-legged, and then an ethereal voice sounded.

"Stay away from upside-down dreams, nirvana. The Buddhas of the three worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, ......"

Gradually, the sound of the Buddha spit out of his mouth became louder and louder, like the voice of a thousand people, like Huang Zhong Dalu, deafening. And at this moment, the Buddha light on his body is surging, just like the Buddha with flowers, not angry, not stupid.

"Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say the mantra: Reveal the truth, Para reveal the truth, Para monk reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Bha......"

The little monk spit out the scriptures and hit the wooden fish with his hand, and the Buddha light emanating from his body became brighter.

And in the light of the Buddha, there is a faint birth of an immeasurable Buddha, and at a glance there are thousands of them. At this time, the magic horse that was crushed on the ground no longer roared and struggled, and there was horror in the green and gloomy eyes, this little monk's Dharma was far beyond its imagination.

It seemed that he was about to smile and bow down with a reverent face.

Suddenly, the demon horse woke up and roared in pain. Only by roaring can it impact the sound of the Buddha and make its mind clear, otherwise it will be unconsciously tempered, and then become a disciple of Shakya.

But at this time, how could the little monk let go of this opportunity?

He spit out the mantra three times and seriously injured the demon horse, it was the time to subdue it, how could he want to miss it? And after the time of the child, the power of the magic horse will definitely increase greatly, break through the heavy shackles, and even stimulate the demonic nature again, becoming an even more terrifying monster.

He felt that the origin of this magic horse was not simple.

If it is allowed to escape, it will surely plague the world, and it will not be just one person who will die.

Therefore, he can only do this at this time, and all his energy is focused on suppressing the magic horse. Even though he has exhausted his Dharma and his physical strength is exhausted, he must be suppressed to the death, and he cannot let the magic horse move for half a minute, or even temper it......

At this time, the horror in the eyes of the demon horse became stronger and stronger, and it saw that the Buddha light runes spit out from the mouth of the little monk turned into a Buddha. At first glance, the Buddha looks the size of a baby's fist, exuding a faint Buddha light, but then it is a giant Buddha, with a thousand feet of Buddha light, great compassion, so that it can't help but kneel and worship.

"Whew-"

The demon horse struggled and roared angrily.

However, under this immeasurable Buddha, the demonic nature in his body was slowly removed. And the sound of the Buddha is like Huang Zhong Da Lu, like the chant of ten thousand Buddhas, which makes its heart shake, as if its body is about to break.

Also, the wooden fish struck its body one by one like a bell that rang through the ages.

Its scales fell off, and the black aura receded.

At this time, thousands of Buddhas were born in heaven and earth, and the light of the Buddha shone in the night. The magic horse no longer broke free, no longer roared, just whined, looking at the little monk in fear......

"Little monk, I feel so much pain, I feel ...... I'm going to die. ”

At some point, the woman struggled and looked at the little monk with difficulty.

Her eyes were full of anticipation, hoping that the little monk would be able to take a look at her, but the little monk still did not move, quietly suppressing the magic horse. It's just that at this moment, the little monk's breath stagnated, his hands slowed, and his eyelids also jumped.

"I'm dying, can you say a word to me?"

The woman pleaded, dying, but still received no response, "Little monk, can you look at me......?

The little monk's eyelids twitched again, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"I'm dying......"

The woman's face was painful, and she looked at the little monk stupidly, "Can you hug me?"

More blood spilled from the corners of the little monk's mouth.

"I'm in so much pain, I'm dying......"

The woman looked at the little monk pitifully, and slowly crawled towards the little monk, "I want to die in your arms, can you hold me......?"

She crawled little by little, dragging a trail of blood behind her.

And at this time, the demon horse's consciousness recovered slightly, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light. It looked at the woman, and then at the little monk, as if waiting for something.

Because it's just between the two.

At this time, the little monk seemed to realize that his eyelids couldn't help but jump again, and more blood overflowed from his mouth.

His spotless monk's robes had been stained with a lot of blood.

As the woman climbed closer and closer, his face became whiter and paler, and even his body trembled slightly. But at this moment, he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't stop it, he could only watch her crawl over......

Save one person, or save 10,000 people?

The little monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, and finally exhausted himself, and the Buddha's light disappeared in an instant. He originally wanted to completely suppress the demon horse with one breath, but he had distracting thoughts in his heart.

It has been more than two years since he walked out of that temple.

And in the past two years, he has been used, helped, loved, hated, scolded, beaten, and hated......

He has experienced countless experiences, almost tasted the ups and downs of the world, and watched birth, old age, sickness and death.

He is no longer simple, no longer naïve, only the Dharma in his heart remains the same.

"Don't!"

At this time, the little monk screamed in pain, and the blood stained a large area of monk's robes. However, the magic horse jumped up and pounced on the woman......

"Little monk, where are you? I can't see you, can you say a word?"

The woman said sadly and anxiously, it was pitch black in front of her eyes, and she could no longer see or hear anything. There was great panic and panic on her painful face, for fear that she would never see the little monk again, "Let me know where you are......"

"Ahh

The blood in the little monk's body flowed backwards, and he couldn't help but roar in pain.

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