Chapter 967: Bleak Grass Tired eggs are exhausted
It's been one night.
A lot happened that night.
The night of blame had finally come to an end, and the east was pale, and the dawn was finally coming, and the dawn was so slow that things that should not have happened had happened.
Light of the East.
The whiteness of the fish maw.
Dawn?
"Hehe~~!"
The wind is blowing, the morning wind is laughing, what's the use of the sun coming, those sinful things have happened, and they are still going on, the killing madness is still going on, it turns out that it is not the night that is wrong.
It's the dawn.
But Rong Ruo has already entered the eternal night.
"Hehe~!"
But she seems to have noticed the light of the sun, and there seems to be a smile on her broken face, is it because she has noticed the seven stars guarding her heart?
Do we still have hope of seeing each other?
I hope so.
I went to sleep first, hoping you would come and wake me up.
Her eyes were closed to be peaceful, and Rong Ruo, who closed her eyes, had reluctantly chosen to accept the arbitrary arrangement of fate, whether she lived or died, she would go with the flow.
It was quiet.
Although this silence cannot be understood as death, now Zen Master Wuhui is indeed experiencing death.
In order to cover the Seven Stars to complete the guard, he was afraid that Guan Hanning would get in the way, so he directly ignited his life, and changed his shadow with great mana, and the bed bug evil dragon was pumped into the ground.
Buddha.
Into hell.
Stepping into the battlefield is like going to hell.
At this moment, Master Wuhui's body, a little bit of light flowed out, and his body dissipated bit by bit, as if he had turned into a feather into an immortal.
But the enemy is on the side, and the evil is on the side.
The fierce light in their eyes is stellar, and how can they be willing to meet Wuhui Zen Master to sit down peacefully.
"Woo~!"
The evil dragon bug lay on the ground, its eyes lingered on the mage's body, hate, history, cold, it wanted to rush up immediately, crushing this already disintegrating body into powder, but it didn't, it was afraid.
Vile.
Sow.
There is a thief's heart, but there is no thief's courage.
It is a despicable face with a variety of looks, and the same is true of the evil dragon of the bed bug, one moment it is so evil, and another time it is Chu Chu Keling, its eyes moved, and it was on Guan Hanning's body, so good, like a baby who was bullied in the school, it cried and begged Guan Hanning: "Kill him." ”
Kill?
Isn't the ultimate goal of killing death, isn't Zen Master Wuhui dying, why do you have to do it, he is already dead, so why bother with that effort.
"Hehe~!"
The bed bug gritted its teeth and sneered, its expression seemed to say: 'Death is the goal of everything, but death has a process, how to die in the process, this bald donkey actually dares to harm me to do good things, he actually dares to beat me, let him sit so cheap to him, let him enjoy a wonderful and infinite process.' ’
Can't help it.
The bug was no longer satisfied with simply expressing its meaning with a look, it roared and said: "Great master, you can't let him go so easily, his cultivation is extraordinary, and it will definitely be of great help to us in the future, we can't miss it, hehe~~." ”
Yin measure, hell evil breath.
Listen.
Guan Hanning's face moved slightly, and there was no doubt that he was moved.
"Hey~!"
The bedbug sneered and roared, "Master, this bald donkey dares to offend you, kill him, set his soul on him, and hang his soul, so that he will never be able to live beyond the rest of his life." ”
Poison.
The poison of bed bugs gnashing their teeth.
All this, the sitting Venerable Wuhui was hearing all this, but there was not a trace of fear on his face, the Buddha said that if you go to hell, what is there to be afraid of in hell.
"Amitabha~~!"
Zen Master Wuhui folded his hands and sang a Buddha trumpet, looked at Guan Hanning's gloomy face with very clear eyes, and said: "Donor, if you do more injustice, you will get your reward, but think twice, put down the butcher's knife, my Buddha can tolerate all evils, my Buddha can purify all troubles, Amitabha~!"
The wind blows the monk.
The wind blows the stupid monk.
Will Guan Hanning turn back?
The eastern sun poked out his face, and his light shone timidly on Guan Hanning's body, embellished with this light, he was like a god, he was like the emperor of heaven and earth.
"Huhu~!"
The morning breeze disturbed constantly, blowing the clothes and hunting.
It's Guan Hanning's gorgeous clothes that are hunting, you let him turn back, you let him take off this expensive and bloody clothes, is it possible?
It was a shiny dress, and he loved it dearly.
It's hard to extricate yourself.
The corners of Guan Hanning's mouth raised, his eyes looked at the sincerity of the Zen master with a sneer, and said, "Put down the butcher knife.... Ha ha... Master, do you know what this means?"
"It means that all my hard work has been in vain. ”
"This means that all the sins I have created in the past, the lives I have killed, they have all died in vain, hehe...... ”
Guan Hanning's voice was cold like the devil's gasp, he didn't finish, his voice had become a roar of madness: "Master, do you want me to change from a superior to a subordinate; Master, do you want me to change from a superior to a dwarf; Master, do you want me to let go of glory and wealth and return to dull and boring?"
Does blandness equal boredom?
Guan Hanning, was your past dull?
In the dark night, when you are alone, when your madness is over, do you still feel that the past was dull and boring, and it is boring to share glory and disgrace with your brothers?
"Hey~!"
With a sneer, this person has a devil in his heart, and his heart has been dominated.
Zen Master Wuhui looked at Guan Hanning's sneer, listening to his breathing, even if the Dharma was as superb as him, not only did he look sideways slightly, his head shook and sighed: "Amitabha~!"
This person is deep in the sea of demons, and the Buddha cannot survive it.
"Haha~~!"
Seeing the Zen master's sigh, Guan Hanning laughed loudly, and roared excitedly: "Zen master, you are dead, you should pay it back what you owe me, a good cultivation has been useless for so long, just leave it to me, I will carry it forward for you." ”
In a frenzy.
to go crazy.
Guan Hanning's body is bathed in the morning glow and is an immortal, but when his palm is raised, he is a complete villain.
Haggard.
That hand was like a rotten mutilation in a grave, not only skin and bones, but also a blurry and fishy piece, so disgusting, of course, was to condense the means of disgusting.
"Ah~~!"
Guan Hanning let out a low roar, and a black skull appeared in his palm.
"Hey~!"
The ghost sneered, and the skeleton was looking at the Zen master who turned into a feather and sneered, looking at the yin and the greedy, it wanted to rush up and take a bite immediately.
Go ahead.
Guan Hanning's face turned pale, and his palm moved slightly.
"Wow~!"
The skeleton opened its mouth wide, and it was defiled with excitement and madness to defile the holy Buddha, it galloped, its madness, it couldn't wait, he must have hated this distance very much.
But space exists.
It's not something you can do if you want to skip it, and you have to leave a mark on it even if you're in a hurry.
It wasn't very far away, almost in the blink of an eye, and the bug lying on the ground had its eyes wide and reluctant to blink, and it must have wanted to see how the god on high had fallen off the altar, and how the holy man had become his own kind, so it didn't want to blink.
You think everything will be up to you.
Do you think that heaven and earth do not have eyes?
"Buzz~!"
On the body of the Zen master, just when the stolen evil skeleton was about to bite the throat of the Zen master, his body suddenly flourished with Buddha's light, as if the Buddha was there in person.
"Wow~~!"
Howling, pain.
It was the howl of a skeleton, and the light of the Buddha pierced its bones like needles, penetrating and diluting, and its sins were separated by a needle.
This one naturally hurts.
But it's not that it's roaring, it's that the bugs on the ground are also opening their mouths and howling, and what are you yelling at? The light doesn't shine on you.
I'm afraid.
The bed bug looks as if it is going through a catastrophe, hiding its head under its claws, sticking to the ground, howling and fearing.
Who is it?
Zen Master Wuhui is already sitting down, he himself has no such ability, who is helping him?
Does he believe in the Buddha?
Don't be delusional, the Buddha has always respected the arrangement of fate, he will sigh in a low voice to see those sins slowly happen, and then continue to sigh in a low voice.
So is it a high-ranking person passing by?
"Hehe~!"
Sneered.
Guan Hanning saw the dazzling light on the Zen master's body, his face was full of sneers, and he said softly: "What's wrong with this world, how can there be so many people who are not afraid of death, you could have been immortal." ”
"Heh~!"
The sneer is followed by a sneer.
It's just that this sneering voice is so immature compared to Guan Hanning's.
It's like a child smiling.
He is a novice monk.
He smiled and walked out of the Mahavira Hall where he was hiding, is it him, is the Buddha light on the body of Wuhui Zen Master released by him? Could it be that he saved the soul of the Zen Master, is he the reincarnation of the living Buddha?
Not so much.
There aren't that many possibilities either.
More than one person came out.
Behind the little novice, many monks, Zen Ye Temple monks, they all walked out with solemn expressions, and in an instant, the bedbug lying on the ground hurriedly jumped out one by one, it was trembling, it was afraid.
When they came to the square, they all sat cross-legged.
Suddenly, the world was quiet, and the chanting sound was clear and tactful.
They seem to be protecting the Dharma for the Zen master, and in it, the Dharma body of the Zen master Wuhui is faintly dotted, and the wisps float into the beautiful mountains and rivers at this moment.
Born in Si.
Xiu Yusi.
Sink into Si, this is reincarnation.
"Hehe~!"
Seeing this, Guan Hanning's face was not angry, but smiled, and said: "Why bother, in fact, the Zen master doesn't want you to sacrifice so in vain." ”
Indeed, the words of good men come from the mouths of bad men.
"Hehe~!"
Mockery and contempt.
The child Shami sneered again, without the slightest fear on his expression, stared at Guan Hanning with clear eyes and said: "Donor, do you treat us as fools, you still tolerate us, you do evil like this, it is not a coincidence that we know so much, do you still tolerate us, with your heart, can you still tolerate me?"
Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.
You don't care about Han Ning, since he killed Rong Ruo, he has already decided that the chickens and dogs in the Zenye Temple will not stay.
Child.
Your heart can be understood even by a small child, and you still want to cheat.
"Haha~!"
Listening, Guan Hanning laughed, his laughter seemed to be angry, and his body trembled.
Sure enough, abruptly, the smile stopped abruptly, and he roared: "You are all going to die, haha... Buddha, I want to see if the Buddha can save you. ”
"Whew~!"
Howling, just on Guan Hanning's body, a black bone dragon suddenly burst out, its hideous face, its evil face, it opened its mouth......... The world is dark.
Flame.
Black flames obscured the sun in the sky.
Nothing is dry, everything is dead and silent, Yiyang, there is no longer far away, there is a perfect connection with here, there is no difference between here and there.
One place, the same sin.
Guan Hanning, you are the same as Ya Gongzi....... It's the same.