It was a dark place of resentment, where you couldn't see your fingers, and there was a terrifying aura everywhere, which seemed eerie and terrifying. Moreover, all living beings who walk into the darkness will be torn apart in a matter of moments, and finally die inexplicably and tragically......

In this darkness, from time to time came a roar of rage, a cry of madness, a resentful resentment. Because all the resentment in the world has gathered here, forming a terrifying darkness......

Anyone who breaks into this place will die a tragic death in the end.

Not long ago, several cultivators broke into this place and died tragically in less than half an hour. They stared at each other with frightened eyes, and there was endless panic on their faces, and there was a deep sense of remorse......

They regretted why they had broken in......

I don't know when this strange darkness was formed, but it definitely won't be too long, it shouldn't be more than three years. However, after it was formed, it had a terrifying power that devoured all living beings......

At this moment, a young monk walked in.

Although the moment he walked in, there were strange black mist surging towards him, but those black mist could not get close, and they were all blocked by the Buddha-like aura on his body.

The young monk walked flat in the dark, unaffected by those strange black fogs.

His face was calm, and there was not the slightest sadness or joy, but he walked quietly into the depths of darkness. And around him, there was more black fog, and there was a terrifying sound in the black fog.

Roaring, roaring, screaming......

The young monk turned a deaf ear and just walked quietly in the dark, but the Buddha-like aura emanating from his body was even stronger.

At this time, like a rolling river, it surged into the depths of darkness.

"Ahh

The black mist that was rushing towards the young monk was instantly swept away by the rolling Buddha's breath, accompanied by a miserable scream. It seemed that the evil ghost hidden in the black mist was hit by the strong Buddha-nature aura and was seriously injured......

The young monk did not stop and kept walking into the depths.

As he got closer and deeper into the depths, the resentment rose to the sky, incomparably strong.

At this point, his brows furrowed together, then he shook his head and sighed, and then continued walking.

When he walked to the center of darkness, he saw that the resentment had turned into a lake like ink. And in this lake, from time to time, hideous ghosts appeared, or stretched out terrifying hands, or raised feet......

In the lake formed by resentment, there are countless evil spirits.

They are angry, they are roaring in anger, they are screaming in madness......

"Ah, give me my life!"

An evil ghost rushed out of the lake and yelled at the young monk, his face extremely hideous.

At this time, it pounced on the young monk with its teeth and claws, its eyes full of resentment and unwillingness, and it wanted to devour the young monk.

It has lost its mind, and it cannot see anyone.

"Give me my life!"

"Give me my life!"

At this moment, one after another hideous demons rushed out of the lake and pounced on the young monk.

The young monk stopped by the lake, quietly looked at the evil ghosts inside, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Ahh

The first evil ghost to pounce on him, when he was three feet away from the young monk, was burned by a breath of Buddha's breath. At this time, it shouted in pain in the air and looked at the young monk in horror......

"Ahhh

At the young monk's three zhangs, all the evil ghosts shouted in pain, and they were all blocked by the Buddha's breath.

However, this Buddha's breath is not really burning them, otherwise they would have already been scattered, and they would just be punished a little.

The young monk stared ahead for a moment, then stepped towards the lake.

His shoes fell on the water, but did not sink, as if walking on ice, and did not cause a ripple.

At this time, the young monk set foot on the lake and soon crossed the lake.

In this lake, there are countless evil spirits.

And these evil spirits all died in vain......

It's just that these vain ghosts, their resentful hearts can't be comforted, and they gradually turn into evil ghosts, and they are angry one by one.

Soon after, the young monk came out of the darkness and returned to the human world.

This trip was like walking in hell......

At this moment, his face became very solemn, and this dark hell seemed to be too big, a little beyond his imagination......

After a few moments, he returned to the darkness and walked through the entire dark space.

There's a lot of dark space.

Moreover, the resentment in it is also very heavy......

At some point, he sat in the middle of the lake, and then the sound of wooden fish sounded.

"Tuk-tuk—"

The sound of this wooden fish can calm people's minds and calm people's minds.

Gradually, the demons around them no longer showed their teeth and claws, stopped being hysterical, and no longer resentful. Their hearts became peaceful, and their spirits gradually became calm, and they all listened quietly to the sound of the wooden fish......

And the young monk exuded a peaceful atmosphere, which made the evil ghosts around him feel very friendly.

However, the resentment here is too heavy.

It was only a moment for those evil spirits to go crazy again, and one by one they looked up to the sky and roared, looking angry.

And that resentment, rising from the lake, gradually extinguished the Buddha's breath.

At this time, the young monk closed his eyes and hit the wooden fish very rhythmically, and then countless Buddha sounds were born from his mouth, turning into white runes and falling on the lake.

At this time, the lake calmed down again, and the evil spirits listened intently.

But it didn't take long for this Buddha's breath to be hit by darkness again.

"Give me my life!"

"Give me my life!"

One roar after another rang out, extremely angry, full of resentment.

The young monk turned a deaf ear and continued to recite the sutra quietly, constantly tapping the wooden fish. The Buddha spirit emanating from his body became even stronger, falling on the lake like a rolling river.

Zizi –

After a while, the ink lake actually dropped somewhat, and countless grievances were dissolved.

However, there are so many grievances here, that it is unimaginable, because this huge dark space is made up of resentment in vain......

Moreover, there are countless vain ghosts in it, and vain ghosts are the source of resentment......

The young monk looked neither sad nor happy, as if a monk had come into the world, sitting quietly on the ink lake and chanting scriptures, white scriptures floated out of his mouth, dissolving wisps of resentment.

I don't know when, there are thousands of monks and Buddhas singing on this ink lake.

The young monk has a holy breath and exudes a strong sense of Buddha, as if the reincarnation of a Buddha.

And all around him, there were already evil spirits, as if they were listening to the immeasurable Dharma, and they seemed extremely pious.

Because they listen to this Buddha's voice, their resentment is soothed.

"Nam no Amitabha night Amitabha night, Amitabha night, Amitabha Dupo ......"

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

"Amitabhi Vigarand, Amitabhi Vigaranda......

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. And at this time, the evil spirits in the ink lake knelt in the lake, no longer roaring, no longer struggling, no longer resenting......

Moreover, there are many evil spirits smiling at the flowers.

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