Chapter 21: The Lonely Soul of an Ascetic
Han Tao and Han Ya Han Qing walked on the Sunset Plain, and the two star spirits who had already imprinted the star seal were not affected by the star-grabbing demon and walked towards Di Wei step by step.
They can all see that this star spirit is different, he is a flesh-and-blood, living human, but he has one of the strongest star sources, which has never existed in the cognition of the star spirits, so these three people are full of interest in Di Wei and want to experience for themselves how this guy exists in the world.
"Your Excellency, please stay, I don't know if you can take a step to speak?" Han Tao put his hands on his abdomen and bowed slightly to Di Xiao: "Under the head of the Daming Star Viewing Pavilion, Han Tao, there are some things I want to discuss with Your Excellency, and I hope Your Excellency will give you a few thin noodles." ”
Such humility made Di Wei instinctively feel uncomfortable.
But he nodded.
"This way, please. He looked up at the direction of Han Tao's finger, it was Yangyuan City.
The mist-shrouded eyes behind Han Ya stared directly at Di Wei, and the cyan wolf soul behind Han Qing stared at Di Wei motionlessly like a dead thing. They all tried to reach out to Di Wei in different ways to discern which star he belonged to.
Han Tao used a more rigorous method to analyze the guy in front of him who should not have lived for more than 20 years.
His eyes were lowered, and he carefully observed Di Wei not letting go of every pore, every faint scar, every detail that might map Di Wei's character, experience, and origin.
But he was invulnerable at all, and even a frown could not make one guess what his mood was.
And Emperor Zhu Huan of the Ming Dynasty is much simpler, the big stargazer looks at the words and deeds of Emperor Ming Wu, just like analyzing what kind of material today's appetizer is, just use a little brain, no, even the brain does not need to think, just by intuition, you can taste the ups and downs of Emperor Ming Wu today.
That's the gap, mortal and ...... The gap between the gods.
This young man, who may be the Star King, really makes him feel afraid.
Dick stopped suddenly.
The man who walked towards him also stopped.
The head is scarred, half clothed, half bare-chested, and his face is full of sorrow.
"Amitabha, walking for half a life, looking forward to half a life, finally ...... Met the donor. ”
Di Lu looked at the monk in a daze.
"Just to give it to the donor. The monk held a staff in his hand, and his whole body was black, and there was a strange light flowing inside.
Who are you, what is it, and why are you given to me?
Di Wei asked three questions in a row, and the monk shook his head again and again.
"The poor monk doesn't know anything. ”
Why, then, do I accept your gift, and even if I accept it, what do I do with it?
"This is, the cycle of cause and effect. Yama, who was perched in his right arm, spoke at the same time as the wisp of black smoke.
The ruthlessness of heaven will eventually be rewarded, and cause and effect will be reincarnated.
Good and evil are rewarded, and cause and effect are reincarnated.
The former is born with divine iron in accordance with the will of heaven, built by Emperor Yu as a weight of 13,600 catties of Dinghai God Needle Ruyi Iron, and then for the monkey to descend to that side to accompany the Taoist sweeping the heavens of the divine soldier;
Although the Bodhisattva of King Kinnara is the head of the eight heavenly dragons and the gods of Kinara, there is no inferior to the Tao and virtue of the great sage of Sakyamuni, after the ancient Buddha is lit, the great sage of Sakyamuni and the great sage of King Kinnara are eyebrows.
"Donor, don't answer at this time, but when!" Suddenly, the walker was angry, his tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, and a fearless bright light lion seal smashed down on Di Wei's head, Di Wei raised his head and roared, the black and red flames in his pupils seemed to be suddenly scattered, and a bit of dazzling golden light rushed out from the bottom of his eyes.
His hands trembled, struggling between lifting and lowering.
"Presumptuous, how can I say that the Son of Heaven in the underworld is also a righteous god of heaven and earth, the successor we fancy has to be robbed by you bald people?"
Alone.
"Donor, don't take it at this time, but when to stay! Go for half a life, look forward to half a life, just to meet you, don't take it at this time, but wait for when!" The walker's expression became more and more painful, more and more confused, repeating what he had been saying.
"It is your ability to forcibly reduce the sacrifice of innocent people for your Dao!" Yan Tianzi, with a majestic face, rose from behind Di Wei and pressed his palm on the walker!
"I don't answer at this time, but when will I stay!" The walker danced the wooden staff called karma reincarnation like a fly, forming a dark golden bell on the surface of his body.
Golden bell jar!
"You dare to do this, provoke the Immortal King!" Yama Luo couldn't help but feel on fire when he saw the golden bell, the huge palm condensed by the gloomy ghost aura slapped on the golden bell of the walker, the voice of the Hong Zhong Dalu was loud, and the dense golden runes splashed out from the bell wall to form a rune barrier to block Yama's hateful blow, the golden bell made a loud crash but still maintained its shape, the walker recited the mantra, the power of the runes on the surface of the golden bell jar surged, and the Buddhist mantra did not fall behind in the battle against Yama's ghostly energy, the runes flowed, and the damaged golden bell returned to its original state, intact as before.
I hate the bell jar!
I hate it too. There were inexplicable voices talking, but no one noticed who spoke up.
Yama fought with the walker, until the sky and the earth were dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and he didn't know how many days and nights they held each other, and finally the surface of the walker's body burned with golden flames, and he finally couldn't support it, and he competed with the gods of heaven and earth with a mortal body until the oil ran out, and the lotus seal in the center of his eyebrows finally fell apart.
Donor, if you don't accept it at this time, when will you wait?
The walker fell to his knees in a broken body, allowing himself to be quietly scorched by the flames.
His last action was to stretch out his right hand, which was blurred by the flesh and blood of Yama, and hold the karma cycle flat and stretch it out to Di Wei.
"Death is unrepentant!" Yama looked at the dying man with a blank face, and slapped his head with the last palm.
Stop it.
Yama's arm blocked Yama's palm, and Di Wei blocked Yama with his only remaining right arm.
"I'm already going to die, there's no need to be so cruel and don't leave a whole corpse, so let's stop it. The golden light in Di Wei's eyes slowly dimmed, and his long hair covered half of his face.
Do you want to accept this stick, and you want to have an intersection with that person?
"No one is willing to spend his life on another person, except for the one, of course. Di Wei smiled and tilted his head: "If he wants to use his life to make me take this stick, then I don't have any principled reason to refuse him, not to mention, I seem to ...... Who did you learn the stick with? ”
Yama inhaled heavily, remembering that he had mentioned the hairy monkey wielding a golden stick.
The guy seems to have been in that place as well, and he hasn't been affected in any way.
"I don't want to admit it, it's a very powerful character, he is a self-proclaimed Monkey King, and in hindsight, there is nothing wrong with it. Yama muttered, looking at Di Wei's right hand and grabbing the wooden staff from the walker's hand.
All kinds of comings and goings are a fixed number, if you can't stop it, why not accept it gladly.
"Buddhism, Taoism, plus the damn Zhou Tian Great Sage who doesn't know what to call it, you all want him, are you going to cultivate a monster. Yama turned into a puff of black smoke and slowly retracted into Di Wei's right arm.
It turns out that you are just an ascetic without a soul of your own. Diaron raised his empty right hand, countless golden lines clinging to his scarlet right arm.