"Let your mother's fart, don't think that you are the first on the god list to be great, that's Lao Tzu who let her be."

This incident was originally a sore spot for Qi Banjin, who was beaten by a little girl who was just in her early twenties, and was thrown to her grandmother's house in shame. Now that he has been mentioned by Murong Tiankui again, how can there be no reason not to be annoyed.

"Okay, now we can go home."

"Go home."

Qi Banjin vigorously closed the car door, and didn't say a word to Murong Tiankui all the way. It seems that I really feel embarrassed.

"Do you want to stall any longer? Do you think I'm going to give you this opportunity? ”

Satan originally just wanted to play with Su Hetu, but he didn't expect Su Hetu to show combat power that was completely inconsistent with his age. So I decided not to delay with him anymore, it was better to hurry up and use the angel to make a pilgrimage.

Su Hetu knew that Satan was coming this time, so he didn't speak, but quietly took out a small object from his pocket that no one could see clearly.

Satan still stretched out his arms like he did last time when he dealt with Qi Banjin. The sun, which was not very hot, suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance.

This angelic pilgrimage was a little different from the last one, and the wings that originally emitted white light now emitted a dazzling red light. The whole courtyard seemed to be infected with red blood, and the breath of death weighed down the breath.

Su Hetu opened his feet sideways, and his hands posed in a Tai Chi posture, and there were some shadows of Qi Banjin in the middle.

"I really didn't see that you would be so old at such a young age."

Su Hetu still didn't speak, one palm spread out and pointed at Satan, and the other hand clenched into a fist behind his body.

The body did not move, but it exuded a completely different aura from Satan. One is the breath that makes people infinitely close to death, and the other is the Buddhist breath of compassion. Red light to golden light, a bottomless abyss, a Western bliss.

Satan's two arms came to Su Hetu's side one by one, and a breath of death came to his nose. But this breath forced Su Hetu back half a step.

Master Old Monk, I follow your last wishes with a word of mercy. But I have violated your last wishes, and the so-called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is indeed a bit difficult for me. I may really have to go with the old man today, and I may not be able to climb the Western Bliss like you, but it is also a good choice to go to hell.

Su He's image is like Qi Banjin, dodging Satan's attack. The beginning is the same, but the results are very different. Qi Banjin's ease and ease were not reflected in Su Hetu's body at all. He was hit in one arm by Satan's fist, the arm that was slapped forward.

Listening only to the sound of broken bones, Murong Ge really heard it inside the window. Two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, and there was a warmth and a chill in his heart.

Su Hetu, who had endured severe pain, sweat beads immediately appeared on his face. A young face did not show the slightest pain, only incomparable perseverance.

"One of your arms is gone, is there any need to fight again? Hurry up and open the door of the room and hand over Murong Ge, there is still a possibility of survival, otherwise you will wait to go to hell. ”

"Life, to be alive and not to be alive may have two different meanings. But the truth that life is lighter than a feather and death is heavier than Mount Tai will never be realized by a foreigner. I can take my life, but my beautiful sister must not be taken away by you. ”

Things have developed to this point, and Su Hetu no longer expects the two old men to come to save him. The only way to make Murong Pigeon safe is to take his life.

Although Satan wants Su Hetu to live, she now deeply feels the stubbornness of Su Hetu's body that looks at death as home. Not dying is not enough to complete the mission.

Satan attacked again, and Su Hetu's arm was hanging and completely unable to lift his strength. And the hand hidden behind the back was never taken out.

The feet silently drew the Taiji diagram, the yellow light around it was more dazzling, and the Buddha statue behind it was more and more like the real thing.

"Come on, I know there's a good chance you're going to be out of your way this time, and you've been through countless hardships I can't imagine. But fate is meant to play tricks on people, and if you want to master it, you may not be able to control it all the time. Led by it, tired, bitter, hurt, painful, into the bones and heart. I may understand, but I don't dare to say I empathize. If I die, don't let my master transport my body back, just put me in the rouge well where my master is. ”

"I am destined not to reach the Western Bliss, but I want to protect my master and wife for the old monk."

There is something deep in Satan's heart that is deeply stabbed, the child who was once spurned and used by others, and looked down upon. Now it has grown into the third on the list of gods that have changed all over the world, and the suffering in it is unspeakable to outsiders.

Satan deceived him, but there was a faint trace of black gas in the red light, like burning dead wood.

Su Hetu still didn't have the slightest intention of leaving, and kept drawing Taiji Tu on the ground. It is as if the true meaning of life can be drawn between the stretching and shrinking of the feet, and the eight winds are immovable, as solid as a rock.

I kept drawing like this, but I didn't show the slightest meaning. Satan struck him on one leg again, and there was another sound of bones breaking, and the pants on his leg burned.

One arm is gone, and the other leg is gone. But Su Hetu still didn't have any substantive movements, and the ninja's severe pain did not move.

Satan didn't understand Su Hetu's approach at all, and the figure that originally wanted to continue the attack also stopped. looked at Su Hetu without any movement, as if he wanted to understand what he was doing this for.

"Pain is more real than death. Only those who truly experience the suffering, and only those who truly understand the sufferings of the people, can do the benefit of all sentient beings. I can now more or less understand the pain that the old monk master has experienced, so let me come to Pudu for sentient beings now. ”

Su Hetu had already begun to touch the threshold of the "Hidden Sutra", but he always felt that something was missing, and now he finally stepped into that mysterious door. That little thing is the suffering of the people.

Su Hetu slowly closed his eyes, but the eyes of the Buddha statue behind him opened. It emits a dazzling golden light, like the relics left by the two Buddhas after their death.

Su Hetu didn't make any movements, but the Buddha statue behind him seemed to be endowed with a soul by him, and his hands were folded. Reciting the "Hidden Sutra" that Su Hetu was already familiar with and could no longer be familiar with, Su Hetu's body was surrounded by countless swastikas.

This is the Pudu sentient beings that Su Hetu had an epiphany.

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