Chapter 361: The Sea of Bitterness is Boundless, and Turning Back is the Shore

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Shu Xinghe closed his eyes, said to take care, and then walked towards the small courtyard.

I looked at his master and apprentice, and I don't know when, these two figures have become a part of this small courtyard, and they are indispensable, and no one is complete without them.

I hope that the two of them will be less awkward in the future and can see each other frankly.

Looking at the back of the ghost doctor who was about to disappear, Shang Ying was also like this in my eyes and never came back.

I still remember that in the pouring rain, the green mountains were divided in half, and Shang Ying knelt on one knee in the middle, surrounded by mud full of blood and water.

I arrived wet and soaked, only to see that he was still holding a sword in one hand, the tip of which sank into the ground for three points, supporting his body.

He hung his head, and I touched it with trembling hands, smoothing the hair he had attached to his face to the sides, revealing his already pale face.

Turning around, he pushed open the door of the small courtyard again, and those memories receded like a tide.

When the door was closed, he picked a soul rejuvenation flower and pinned it in his hair, his fingertips gently stroked the petals, and at the same time, he silently recited in his heart, "Wait for me!" ā€

After leaving the enchantment and not going to the Purple Cloud Cave, the Heavenly Court should not go to trouble for the time being, unless it is impossible to do so in the end.

With a wave of my hand, the demonic power dispersed, blocking the strong wind that was broken by me, and another layer of clouds was knocked away by me, I looked at the golden sand below, and opened my mouth to read, "Ke Murong!" ā€

What I want to solve is him more than dealing with Heavenly Court! I'm going to ask why he lied to me!

abandoned me at the beginning, and then set up a game to deceive me whose memory was sealed!

Ke Murong, you really hate me so much!

In the blink of an eye, I could already see the statue of the Buddha in the middle of the Thousand Miles of Buddha Forest, the demonic power was dispersed, and the clouds around me changed color, from light purple to dark purple, and finally the sky behind me darkened.

The wind in the sky and the ground stirred, and several more Buddha statues that had survived were blown down.

The people who set up the stalls, the people who came to watch, looked up at the sky in horror one by one, and no one reacted for a while, until as I approached, the stalls were blown over and rolled away, and they began to stand a little unsteadily, and then they were the first to react.

After an exclamation, everyone began to flee for their lives, and for a while people were on their backs.

There are even people who are scared of stupidity, who did not choose to run away, but knelt down, kept kowtowing to me, kneeling down to me as if kneeling and worshiping Buddha, a terrifying Buddha!

But I'm not a Buddha! I continued to move forward without any pause, and as I got closer, the wind became stronger, and the person who had bowed to me before was swept up by the wind, panicking and struggling in the wind!

I came to the statue of the Buddha, looked at the look of pity for the world, and snorted.

Stretched out his hand, his fingertips pointed at the center of the eyebrows of the Buddha statue, and in an instant, the wind stopped suddenly, and the golden light became a circle, and in a trance, he seemed to hear the Buddha voice of all living beings.

Because of this, those who were swept up by the wind smashed uncontrollably to the ground with heart-rending screams!

I raised the corners of my mouth, smiled coldly, and said, "You say, you are to blame for their deaths?" Or do you blame me? ā€

As soon as my words fell, those shouts stopped abruptly, and the Buddha statue did not answer.

And my fingers were already starting to thrust in little by little, and the clouds above me began to slowly parting to the sides.

"The Buddha said that all beings are equal, so why do you want to intervene?" I asked, the first part of my finger already inserted, the cloud above me dispersed, and a golden light fell, brushing against my side.

I squinted at the golden light beside me, and it was full of Buddha words!

But I didn't stop moving, and I didn't go into the second verse, "The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, so why do you want to give us a dead end?" Impasse? ā€

Two more beams of golden light fell close to my body, and I raised my eyebrows, and with force in my hand, not only did my whole finger go in, but even with my clenched fist, I smashed the forehead of the Buddha statue, and smashed it into it together, not reaching the wrist.

"Tell me!" I opened my mouth and shouted, and four golden rays fell together, and a total of seven golden rays surrounded me like a prison.

I turned my wrist and pulled my hand out, and the statue, known as a miracle, began to fall backwards.

The golden lotus seat in the sky fell, and the compassionate voice, "The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the shore is turned back." ā€

I looked at the young Buddha on the lotus seat, and I couldn't help but think of Brother Huai, who shot Brother Huai to death on the city wall with a sword!

That's why Rong Rong was so uncomfortable when he came to this Buddha statue!

"Then you killed someone, why didn't you pay for your life? Why do you have to live with this blood debt? I asked.

I saw him clasp his hands together, bow his head and recite a sentence, "Amitabha, this is the sinful karma of the little monk, and the little monk will definitely repay it." ā€

"You have to pay for your life!" I said coldly, it was already a sword wheel, slashing the golden light around the body.

Hearing this, he raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked at me with pity, "The donor's murderous heart is too heavy, and the little monk is willing to turn his grievances into an example." ā€

"If you don't want to die, just say it!" I said something disdainfully, and as soon as I shook my hand, the gratuitous sword slashed at him, and the sword body quickly turned black, and when it came to him, it was already the appearance of the ghost king's sword.

I thought he was just talking, but I didn't expect him to actually do what he said!

The Ghost King's sword shot into his chest without any resistance, as if it had been shot into the body of a mortal, and it pierced out from behind with a trail of golden blood.

I was a little stunned for a moment, but I saw him smile and still take pity.

"The little monk is like this, can he dissolve the resentment of the donor?"

"What does it matter to me that you seek liberation?" I waved my hand, and the Oni King's sword turned around again, stabbed through its back, and flew back to me through its chest.

"The donor is right, it is the demon obstacle in the heart of the little monk who seeks liberation." As he spoke, blood began to spill from the corners of his mouth.

"Fighting against the benefactor and friends is the first time the little monk has fought in his life, and it is also the first time he has killed someone." Saying that, he looked at me with a puzzled expression, and asked with a puzzled expression, "But I was originally in the heart of saving all beings in this world, so I would be like this, but why, it became my nightmare later?" My demon? ā€

With a flick of the Ghost King Sword, the blood stained on the sword was thrown out, and I watched him open his mouth and replied, "Because you believe in Buddhism, you believe in stupidity." ā€

I saw that his eyes widened a little, and then he smiled again, "The little monk understands." ā€

I looked at the little golden light on his body, it seemed that he was about to sit down, and when he died, I didn't expect me to fulfill him.

"The relics are given to you, the grace of ignition." The words were gone, the people were scattered, and only a relic flew towards me.

I reached out and took the relic, and the cloud above my head slowly closed again.

Believe in Buddha and die from Buddha, become an idiot and eventually become a demon! (To be continued.) )