Chapter 571: Wraith

The voice fell, auspicious rain fell from the sky, and countless Buddha lights made the entire Jialing Pass clothed in light makeup and gold.

A cloud of auspicious clouds, full of brilliance, Di Ting stood in the clouds, a bald monk, sitting cross-legged on Di Ting's back, looking compassionate to the world.

"Amitabha!"

"Nan no Amitabha!"

"The Buddha is compassionate, heaven and earth are charitable, and the Buddha's words are the best! I hope that all living beings are equal, all things are blessed, and ...... ascend to bliss early and suffer less suffering."

The sound of Buddha reverberates between heaven and earth, listening carefully, as if there is nothing, but it is real, echoing in people's ears, making the irritable heart, the restless heart, and the killing heart become calm.

The Buddha said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha!

The Buddha said, let go of the kindness of others, let go of your own sorrow!

The Buddha said......

It seems that in the light of the Buddha, countless monks, countless Bodhisattvas, and countless true Buddhas are hidden, expounding the mystery of the Buddha and the true meaning of the Buddha.

"I was wrong......"

"I shouldn't have killed, I'm guilty~"

Countless soldiers of the Eagle Alliance, with tears in their eyes, threw down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and wept loudly, their faces full of self-blame, chagrin, and remorse.

Even the personal guards of the Great Xia Empire stopped killing, looked at the sky, and their complexions kept changing, as if they were about to be brainwashed by the Buddha's words and become a believer in the Buddha.

"Who are you?

The Lost Sage asked in a cold voice, like the national teacher, they all regarded the King of Jizo as a monk of the Buddhist Sect in the Western Continent.

"Hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha, and you will be the king of the poor monk and the earth!"

King Jizo closed his eyes and said calmly, behind him was the rescued Canglan Sage.

"King Jizo, I am an elder of the Great Xia Empire, please leave this place quickly, otherwise, I will inform Your Majesty that you are wanted by the whole continent. The Broken Saint shouted in a commanding tone.

"The donor, please, when the poor monk came, he had just defeated a strong man, wearing a white robe, holding a scepter, and cultivating in the Yuan Shen Martial Saint Realm, he called himself a national teacher, and he was a subject of your Great Xia Empire!"

King Jizo said, opening his eyes to reveal a golden light, giving people infinite wisdom, compassion, and a sense of profundity.

At this glance, the fate is exhausted, the cause and effect are exhausted, and the cause and effect are exhausted.

Fate comes and goes, fate gathers and disperses, fate arises and falls, fate falls and perishes, and all laws are fate.

The fate is destined to come, the fate is to take it from others, the seed is like the cause, the harvest is like the effect, and everything is made by idealism.

"Don't scare people, the national teacher is strong, how can you defeat it? You, a monk, are full of gossip and fame, you really deserve to die. ”

The Lost Saint is like hearing a big joke and saying sarcastically, and he doesn't believe it in his heart.

What kind of person is the national teacher of the Great Xia Empire?

Under the half-step martial arts, invincible!

And the King of the Earth in front of him is only able to build the foundation of the Martial Saint Realm, even if the secret of the Buddha Sect is strong, he can't surpass the two orders in a row and kill the Yuan Shen Martial Saint Realm.

So, in the eyes of the Lost Sage, this is a joke.

"No wonder, the King of Jizo will be late, it turns out that the Great Xia Empire sent people to block it around, shameless and despicable!"

After Li Tang heard this, he muttered to himself, the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't vent it, and he felt even more depressed.

"Lord Hou, you said that the monk in the sky is a reinforcement? can he do it alone?" said the general on the side, with mixed feelings.

"Haha, just put your heart in your stomach!"

When Li Tang heard this, he laughed and said.

Don't look at the King of Jizo, he only has the realm of the Martial Saint of the Foundation, but his combat power is extremely terrifying.

Realm is not equal to combat effectiveness!

Some geniuses go against the sky and break common sense, only people with low vision will use the realm to judge a person's combat effectiveness.

"Monks don't speak, Amitabha!"

The tone of King Jizo is still flat, not in a hurry, and this light and calm attitude makes many people look sideways.

"If you dare to insult the national teacher, then you should die!"

The Broken Sage said angrily, brandishing his mace and attacking with all his might.

The other five martial saints also shot one after another!

Six terrorist attacks pierced the sky, destroyed mountains and rivers, and crisscrossed the world.

Under the six attacks, the surrounding space seemed small, constantly bursting, and was wiped out into ashes, ceasing to exist.

"Buddha Fury Vajra!"

"Demon Buddha Prison!"

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!"

"Rejoice and rejoice!"

"Hell Blood Lotus!"

"Jizo Tin Staff!"

King Jizo was still calm, like a pool of deep springs in the quiet mountains, with a gentle breeze and ripples, but suddenly, the ripples became stormy waves, and six powerful moves appeared in the sky.

I am a Buddha with compassion.

My Buddha is also angry.

The Buddha is kind and kind, and the Buddha is angry and kills.

The light of the Buddha in heaven and earth began to turn black, pure pitch black, revealing a strange red, and the white fire of the forest, dense, like a feast of death, began to descend on the world.

"Why is this monk's murderous aura so heavy?"

Looking at the battle in the sky, many people on the ground exclaimed in their hearts, in the reflection of everyone, the people of the Buddha sect, whether they were to the Buddha or not, but in front of outsiders, they were all compassionate.

I have never seen such a "wandering wreckage", an undisguised monk.

"Kill!"

Affected by the battle, the suppression of the murderous aura by the Buddha Light also lost its effect, and the Great Xia Empire's personal guards launched another attack, killing countless Tiger Ben Legion soldiers, and dyeing the golden dragon scales into blood red.

Soon, hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Tiger Ben Legion were killed, and a cloud of blood mist dyed the low altitude red, which was extremely heroic!

"Jie Ji ......"

The dead belong to the yin, hundreds of thousands of souls, with a strong resentment, condensed together, forming a special "cloud", constantly surging, a monster, about to be born.

"I am not reconciled to ......"

"I'm going to kill, kill everyone. ”

In the clouds, the roar that kept coming out, sharp and piercing, made people's heads swell, and the immeasurable resentment began to swell, ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang......

"Resentment turns into spirits. ”

The Jizo King, the Broken Saint and the others who were fighting all exclaimed, stopped fighting, and their faces were cloudy.

Grievance, one of the six qis, according to Buddhism, there is no end to repentance, there is no vent of sorrow, and there is no intention to be unwilling, so it is difficult to purify, dissipate, and persuade good.

There is also a saying that resentment is one of karma!

Of course, the reason that worries everyone's faces is not this, but the powerful lethality of the resentful spirit.

It is rumored that the resentment of resentful spirits can contaminate the souls of all souls, stimulate the negative emotions of sentient beings, and if they continue to amplify, they will be willing to fall and kill with a knife.

Thousands of miles are uninhabited, the living beings are devoid of conscience, there is no benevolence and righteousness, anger kills people's hearts, there is nowhere to avoid evil obstacles, and the world is vast.

The strong people in the sky all stopped fighting, but the fighting on the ground did not stop, as if it was an addiction to killing, and it became more intense.

Perhaps, the soldiers have become numb, and the killing in their hands is all instinctive.

"Stop, stop. ”

Finding that the battle was still going on, every second, many people died, and the King of Jizo and the Broken Sage shouted loudly at the same time.

Because with the current environment, every person who dies will add a little nutrients to the resentful spirit, making it more and more powerful.

(End of chapter)