Why would a good person pull out the demon road, an old monster that has been ancient for many years, and the Buddha head was a little caught off guard. It's like in Dragon Ball where Son Goku defeated Frieza with great difficulty, and many years later, Frieza was resurrected and became stronger, and it was simply ghostly.

"It's such a powerful resentment, how can the remnant soul of the demon path suddenly go berserk. "The Buddha's head is incomprehensible.

If the remnant soul of the demon path had been so tyrannical, Li Xianyu would not have survived until now, and something must have happened to him not long ago. But none of this matters, the top priority is to convince the demon Dao heirs. The physical persuasion of the unequaled battle spirit did not work, only the spiritual persuasion.

"Bang!" The two tentacles pumped on the back of the Buddha's head without warning, enough to crack the force of the steel, but they couldn't shake the Buddha's thin and old body.

"Master Li Shi......" The Buddha head looked at the slime and said compassionately: "This thing is unruly and untamable, and it will become a great disaster in the future." ”

"But I have nothing to do with it, I can only suppress it. Grandma sighed.

Hearing this, the slime was obviously proud, danced wildly with his tentacles, and whipped the Buddha's head a few times.

"The demon path couldn't exorcise it back then, and that's because the demon entered the bone marrow and had long since become one with him. But now it's confined to the left hand, and the operating space is much wider. The Buddha smiled: "Lianghua Temple has a secret method of sealing demons, with Buddhism as a cage and incense as a flame, which is especially suitable for sealing this kind of guy." After suppressing seventy-seven forty-nine years, no matter how stubborn the monster is, it will be wiped out. ”

"Not impossible. Grandma's eyes lit up: "This thing is stubborn, but after all, it is a living thing, and it has been tempered with Buddhism and incense for forty-nine years, and it has been grinding to death." ”

The dancing tentacles stiffened, and it shrank back silently, obediently slumped on the ground, honest and duty-bound.

"Amitabha!" The Buddha's head folded his hands together, and the center of his eyebrows lit up with the character "Swastika", which rotated clockwise, waving a circle of golden light ripples. The faster and faster it turns, and when it reaches a certain point, the swastika breaks away from the center of the Buddha's eyebrows, is printed on the center of Li Xianyu's eyebrows, and then disappears.

Grandma breathed a sigh of relief, and with the Buddha's head to make a move, this wave was very stable.

Her combat power is unparalleled in the world, but her spiritual power is not what she is good at, in terms of spiritual power, from ancient times to the present, Buddhism and Sect are the big men in this regard.

The sitting meditation of Buddhism and the meditation of Taoism are the supreme methods of condensing spiritual power. This spiritual cultivation can be called terrifying.

As long as he is a master of the extreme path of Buddhism and Taoism, he is well-deserved and invincible in spiritual power.

The only thing to worry about now is whether the great-grandson can hold on, the great-grandson's knowledge of the sea, like an untrained yellow flower girl, now there are fallen angels, demon remnant souls, slimes, and a Buddha head in it..... Suddenly, all of them were big men, and they were all at the level of African chiefs.

Grandma was afraid that her family's yellow flower girl would not be able to bear it.

But if you can survive, the benefits are also obvious, the great-grandson's spiritual power cultivation will get twice the result with half the effort, and others also need to open up the sea of knowledge, so that they can accommodate longer and larger sizes, and the great-grandson does not need this, he can directly accommodate the size of the African chieftain-level, one less step to develop, just accumulate spiritual power.

In a short period of time, mental power will increase by leaps and bounds.

"The advantage of forcing things is that there is always an opportunity, which is not available to previous generations, so the promotion speed of previous generations is far less than his. The disadvantage is that you can't tell when you will die, do you want him to leave a bloodline for the Li family in advance. "Grandma is deeply entangled.

......

The head of the Buddha is condensed and formed in a colorful sea of knowledge, which is the saying of Buddhism, and the door is also called the Purple Mansion. In the sea of knowledge is the primordial god of people.

The sea of consciousness of normal people is colorful, representing all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts of seven emotions and six desires. Ordinary people can't freely touch the sea of knowledge, and occasionally enter in dreams, arousing the seven emotions and six desires in the sea of knowledge, and then there are a variety of different dreams.

The Buddha's head swept his eyes and was slightly stunned. In the colorful world, blue and cyan are the most. The former represents calm and sanity, while the latter represents depression and fear.

The second is dark red, which represents blood and carnage.

I don't have much contact with Li Xianyu, and in the understanding of the Buddha, the son of this apprentice is intelligent, but he is also very prodigal, and he is a standard prodigal. However, in his sea of consciousness, the purple color that represents lust has no place.

Reason and calmness are his strengths, repression and fear should come from his own situation, and blood and killing represent his hatred of the outside world.

And the pompous and immodest performance is just his disguise.

Seeing the deepest state of mind is equivalent to understanding a person deeply. The head of the Buddha knew it in his heart, but there was no fluctuation in his heart. He didn't care how difficult Li Xianyu's situation was.

Buddhism not only talks about compassion, but also talks about cause and effect, and about the number of lives.

This is the fate that Li Xianyu must carry.

The colorful world rumbled, and black and red rapidly expanded, taking up half of the sky. The two emotions condensed into a blurred outline of a man's face.

On the other side, all the colors twist into a strand and turn into a female angel with wings spread out.

Then, two legs appeared in the small waist of the female angel, tightly wrapped, and behind her, a head poked out.

Behind the fallen angel was a vague humanoid figure that shrank tremblingly on the fallen angel's back, occasionally waving its arms to cheer her on.

This scene is both abstract and vivid, giving people the feeling that the mother is carrying her son to the battlefield, and the son is about to pee, but he is still stubbornly cheering for his mother!

"Amitabha. "The head of the Buddha recites the Buddha's name, as if the flood bell is great, and the heavens and the earth are shaken.

The golden Buddha light rose from his body, and this little light expanded very quickly, and soon, the golden light burned the sea of knowledge, and the colorful fallen angels and the black-red demon path formed a three-legged trend.

The two sides of the confrontation noticed the Buddha's head and looked at it one after another.

The figure on the back of the fallen angel was excited, and he waved his arms vigorously to convey a wisp of thought towards the Buddha's head: "Grandpa, dear grandfather, your grandson is here." ”

The face of the Buddha's head twitched slightly, ignoring him, and took the golden light to the opposite side of the demon remnant soul, and the golden light in the sky contrasted sharply with the black and red colors that were surging in layers.

"Forget the dust, people die like lights out, there is no reincarnation in the world, no matter what happened, it has passed. Why be obsessed?" the Buddha put his hands together: "Put it down." ”

The remnant soul of the demon path did not speak, he looked at the Buddha's head indifferently, representing the red anger surging endlessly.

The vague human form claiming to be his grandson conveyed another thought: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense with him, ..... Recite Buddhist scriptures and surpass him. ”

The head of the Buddha felt justified and recited the Buddhist scriptures: "Amitabha, the Dharma is boundless......

Between heaven and earth, there was another sound like a loud bell.

The Buddha's head is one into two, two into three, and three into six...... Finally, eighteen golden bodies were differentiated. Some step on the dragon, some ride the white tiger, some hold the sky with both hands, and some sit majestically.

Contemplation Thoughts: Eighteen Arhats!

Both Taoism and Buddhism have their own way of contemplating ideas, which is a method of spiritual cultivation. It is very rare for an ordinary monk to be able to visualize one of the eighteen arhats in the sea of consciousness for ten years. And the Buddha's head contemplating the eighteen arhats in one breath is not the ultimate way.

These eighteen arhats are the manifestation of the spiritual power of the Buddha's head, and they also have very strong combat effectiveness.

There are eighteen people like me, so I ask you if you're afraid.

Eighteen golden-bodied Arhats pounced on the demon path, instantly drowning in the black-red dense fog clouds, representing the clouds of anger and fear surging endlessly, and sometimes golden light shone through the clouds.

The fallen angel fluttered her wings and wanted to go to help, but the vague figure behind her hurriedly stopped: "Mom, don't go, don't go, you're injured and can't fight anymore, let the Buddha-headed old bald donkey go to charge." ”

The thighs of the world's first pole do not hug white.

In the midst of the surging clouds, the roar of the lion with the head of the Buddha came: "The Dharma is boundless, donor, do you understand now?" ”

The black-red clouds exploded, and the face of the demon collapsed and dissipated.

The two emotional colors of black and red returned to the colorful army, and the two rebels saw that their generals were slaughtered, and immediately abandoned the darkness and turned to the light. Li Xianyu felt that the whole person was light, and he was relieved.

The eighteen Arhats merged into one and turned into an old and thin Buddha's head.

Li Xianyu flew over on his little mother, with a grateful face: "Dad is good and my mother is good, but I am not as good as my grandfather, thank you grandpa for saving my life." ”

The Buddha looked at him lightly, and it was really hard for his blurred face to make a grateful expression.

Li Xianyu's spiritual cultivation is far from enough to touch his own sea of consciousness, let alone manifest his own image, such a vague human form still relies on merging with the fallen angel.

"Grandpa, has the remnant soul of the demon path been wiped out?"

"Where did you come from, and where did you go back? The Buddha shook his head: "Even if it is a wisp of remnant soul, it can't be solved with three fists and two feet." ”

The demon path is so strong.....

Li Xianyu was worried, and at the same time a little hated because of love, he had the experience of watching memories a few times, and he had an inexplicable good impression of the demon road.

I treat you like an old iron, but you want to take away me.

Fangxin pays wrongly, phew, scumbag forgets the dust.

"Is there a way to transform the remnant soul of the Demon Dao?" Li Xianyu asked, remembering that he didn't add an honorific title, so he hurriedly remedied: "Grandpa." ”

The Buddha has been alone for decades, and he has an extra grandson, and his liver hurts when he shouts from his grandfather.

"It will take some time to forcibly resolve it, unless you can unravel his obsession, but it is almost impossible to ....." The Buddha's head suddenly stopped.

"What does the master know about the grudge of the demon Dao?" Li Xianyu said with a straight face, this time he had no skin, but a solemn expression (although his face was blurred).

"The old past, why mention it again!" the Buddha sighed.

Human death is like a lamp going out, and there is no reincarnation in the world.

Therefore, the words "people die and pay off debts" are the recognized truth in the blood world. Li Wuwei begged for death for many years, and after the unequaled battle soul was self-proclaimed, the bloodline world had not looked for Li Xianyu for twenty years. If it hadn't coincided with the opening of the Pantheon Palace, Li Xianyu would not have become the target of public criticism.

Whether it is a debtor or a debt collector, when he dies, everything is empty.

"Master, please tell me. Li Xianyu clasped his hands together and said in a serious tone: "Do you know the two Taoist masters, Taisu and Forgetful?" ”

The truth he wanted to know might be in the Buddha's head.

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