In one sentence, the monks could not advance or retreat, coupled with the strong evil atmosphere around Yan Bianzhou, which made the current situation quite cold.

However, after the sacrifice of the Sanju monks, Lei Feng's original advocacy of severely punishing Emperor Rulai was no longer in the majority. Guangshi sighed secretly, but stepped forward and said, "Can you ask the donor to tell him the whereabouts of the Buddha's head, we are willing to explain everything to him personally." ”

"Why bother?"

Yan Bianzhou said: "Yungu Lei Feng is a heavy discipline and punishment. If the Buddha is allowed to dominate Lei Feng again, what will other Buddhist cultivation places think?"

"This ......"

Although they wanted to invite Emperor Rulai to return to Leifeng, the monks were a little embarrassed.

After all, the precepts of Buddhism are based on the cloud drum and thunder peak as the highest standard. The influence of the Buddha is not limited to one place in Yungu Thunder Peak. If the matter of Emperor Rulai is questioned for favoritism, it will inevitably lead to the loss of Lei Feng's credibility.

When the two phases were in a dilemma, Guangshi was as big as his mind moved, and he turned to look at St. Mida. Because the other party is a guest cultivator in Yungu Thunder Peak, and is one of the three worlds of Dingzen Tianheng, he enjoys a high reputation in the Buddhist world. At this time, only by pinning our hopes on St. Mida can we resolve the estrangement between the two sides.

Comprehending that the light world was as good as his intentions, the Holy Mida did not refuse, so he said to Yan Bianzhou: "Dare to ask the donor, if Yungu Lei Feng doesn't even have the courage to admit his own negligence." Does it deserve to be the highest holy place for punishment?"

"Oh?"

seemed to be interested in the words of the World Venerable in front of him, and the demonic atmosphere around Yan Bian Zhou was slightly restrained and waited for his words. Seeing this, St. Mida perked up his spirits, and then said: "All living beings are afraid of death, and they are all afraid of swords and staffs. The extreme execution of Buddha's sorrow is contrary to compassion and should indeed be judged severely. However, the emperor's contribution to the common people cannot be erased because of this. ”

However, Buddhism should be said to be unmeritorious and detrimental. ”

"Merit and demerit do not contradict each other. But....... ”

Saint Mida shook his head and replied: "All laws are born by cause, and all laws are destroyed by cause. Good and evil do not contradict each other, because cause and effect do not self-extinguish. The Buddha creates evil causes, and the Buddha breaks off evil causes. The Buddha's mistake has been cast, and the emperor has come to repent and cultivate deeply, which is to reduce the good karma and transform the evil causes, so that it is powerless to destroy itself over time, rather than offsetting the merits and demerits as the world says. ”

Yan Bian Zhou continued to ask: "According to the master's intentions, the bad relationship has been broken. The evil consequences of the capital of sin, Emperor Rulai no longer has to bear it?"

"If there are hundreds of eons and the work is not destroyed, when karma meets, the retribution will be repaid. ”

St. Mida clasped his hands together and said, "The head of the Buddha is enlightened, and he has not shirked his responsibility. Just like the donor facing the heavenly dome, although he showed mercy, he did not flinch. Now that the consequences have been revealed, I believe that the Buddha will be able to respond appropriately. ”

“…… What the World Venerable said today, I will tell the emperor truthfully. But what he intends to do is not for sure. Today, Lei Feng has another uninvited guest, and you masters must be cautious. ”

"Huh, everyone be on guard. ”

The thick black fortune on the horizon swept in, as if it wanted to swallow the thunder peak heavy earth. Guangshi Daru immediately drank the order and ordered the warrior monk Arhat to be ready for battle. The black clouds in mid-air pressed the realm, and several fierce lights suddenly flew out of it, disrupting the layout of the cloud drum and thunder peak.

"Heaven is good and true, the true saint is transmitted, the virtuous are passed on to the usual, and the way is often proclaimed to the sky!"

Those who come are not good, and the magic atmosphere is disturbing. Seeing that Su Xianqing's whole army was killed, Yideng Zen was still talking and laughing, and chuckled: "The Holy Legend of the Last Days is such a big pomp, but only these few people dare to come to Yungu Thunder Peak, could it be that they want to confess their sins to my Buddha?"

"Those who should go to hell to confess their sins to the Heavenly Monarch, I am afraid that it is you foolish Buddhas!"

Although Yan Bian Zhou was in the list, Su Xianqing was not afraid. With the peacock piggybacking on the information, the Holy Legend of the Last Days can be sure that it will be difficult for Lei Feng to have strong foreign aid in a short period of time. And since they have made up their minds to extinguish the Cloud Drum Thunder Peak, how could the Heavenly Monarch father and son not contact the Demon City?

Before Xuantian Zongjiao's voice fell, the rear number Tianqiong attacked with a palm, and made a special trip to contain the smoke and rain in Dongting. At the same time, Su Xianqing and Tiandu Toucheng were both generals, which also made Huaisheng Nianxi have no time to look around for a while.

"The bald donkey of Cloud Drum Thunder Peak, the Demon City must destroy you this time. ”

The nameless Dharma karma and the extinguishing of evil are respectively entangled with the Holy Mida and the Great Light World. Although the Arhat array is exquisite, it will collapse at the touch of a touch when it encounters the Flame Stream of the Calamity Dragon.

The dim Buddha light was fragile and shattered, Duanmu Xielong's evil slashed the ground, and the fire in the sky instantly burned a group of warrior monks to charcoal, and his cold eyes ignored the tragic scene, and turned to Yidengzen and said provocatively: "I'm curious, kill you, how much anger will Jing Canglang have?"

Duanmu Xielong strode closer, and Yilan Zen's leisurely expression was solemn. The warm and strong Buddha power is ready to attack, but a lamp of Zen is far from it, and he immediately dodges and moves, so that the body is anxious: "Jing Canglang is resentful or not, I don't know." But now that you're irritated by him, it's clear at a glance. ”

"Yes, I hope that after you have silenced your tongue, you will still have the confidence to say such things!"

The heat waves of the mirage are endless, the Duanmu Xielong offensive is more and more aggressive, and the strong foundation is unforgiving, breaking through the Dunhou Buddha Hui one after another, the heat waves are rolling in all directions, and the spicy palm is probing to the head of a lamp Zen.

The pressure increased sharply, the heat was dripping, and a lamp of Zen waved the dry Zen wheel pestle to resist with all its might, and finally it was invincible to the power of the calamity dragon's destruction. After only more than ten deadlocks, the move of the six dusts to break the karma was broken by the red refining lock golden hand. Duanmu Xielong took advantage of the victory to pursue, violently swinging the Burning Evil Dragon Slash, and the sharp edge killed the enemy's chest, and suddenly ordered Yideng Zen to fall into the brink of life and death!

"A light Zen?"

"Dare to be distracted at this time, Emperor Rulai, are you begging for death?!"

The disillusionment god skill protects the body, and the injury of the heavenly dome recovers faster, and the palm of the divine energy is like a wave, and the move is intended to be fatal. But seeing that the battle of Yideng Zen was not good, Yan Bian Zhou decided not to fight, and his cross arm was re-palmed by the God of Destruction, and he suddenly spoke: "This place is the Cloud Drum Thunder Peak. ”

"Well, it's also the place where your bones are buried!"

"Alas, before opening the Ming Scroll, only the head of the Buddha always wins. ”

The sound fell for a moment, and the ring knife came out again. The bright light is overwhelming, and the steep one is divided into two parts, and the majestic shadow stands tall and tall. Immediately afterwards, a golden book suddenly stood in front of the Buddha Hall, reflecting the bright brilliance of the Buddha's punishment, and showing the solemnity and holiness of Lei Feng.

"The three body fruits are repaid from the mortal roots, and the causes and conditions of the six worlds are traceless. Good death is never the true appearance, and the dry glory is all empty. ”

After another confrontation, the number Tianqiong pushed out with both hands, but it was like King Kong in the middle of the war. Emperor Rulai's backhand action shows that the first martial arts of Buddhism are tempered, and there is no trace of the dismantling style.

This time he fought alone, and he couldn't take a number of powerful attacks, and there was a moment of panic in his eyes, and he was even more surprised that the other party could win better than before, and he didn't see any injuries.

"Between the three forms of the first meditation and the bodhi. ”

Ignoring the shocked face of the god of destruction, Emperor Rulai solemnly erected his chest with one hand, and in an instant, the bright light around him was shining, and the magnificent law was in the state of subduing the demon, and the behemoth covered the top with one hand, and the five fingers did not allow the evil to be murderous!

"It's not a three-story story. You are seeking your own death, and you can't complain about it. ”

The emperor's fierce battle does not seem to be illusory. The mountains and rocks on his side were all destroyed by the evil and demonic energy, Yan Bianzhou was suddenly unconscious, the dry staff in his hand fell with his steps, and several Gangliu streams came out through the body, and shot towards the Duanmu Xielong.

"The wind blows the smoke and rain and returns to the geese, sit in my Xiaoxiang Dongting. wants to call the boat back, so people say that it is Danqing. ”

The withered staff is diagonally inclined to fight, and the mountain people instantly translate, saving a lamp Zen to death. It looks like a leisurely walk, but in fact, it is a brisk step, and in an instant, Yan Bianzhou is already approaching.

The withered staff waved in the wind, and the evil spirit was surging. Sensing that the opponent was bound to win, Duanmu Xielong had no choice but to give up his deadly killing move, and the evil dragon of burning karma slashed and slashed to meet him, shaking away the treacherous flow of attack!

However, although there was only one move, Duanmu had already said that Bian Zhou Neiyuan was not as strong as expected, and he was not strong enough to show the bottom, and he sneered and said sarcastically: "It turns out that you were the one who was injured last time?"

"The injury is enough to make it useless for you to return. ”

"Huh, in vain?"

As if hearing a joke, Duanmu Xielong clung to the evil soldiers, and the calamity was surging with rage, and he resolutely slashed out at the enemy, causing him to burn thousands of feet.

"What is the point of continuing the fight of the undead?!"