Chapter 64: The Demon in the Heart (Part 5)

Eight people instantly surrounded me in the middle, and while I kept reciting the six-character Da Ming mantra, all my strength was blessed by me in the rod of good and evil, and the place where I held it was already hot.

The ghosts they unleashed had reached the point of obscuring my vision, and the wind was blowing in front of me, and the light from the rod of good and evil was like the only light in the night.

When the first resentful baby pounced on me, I still hesitated for a moment, because from my heart, I couldn't do it.

Ever since I came out, the immortals have taught me the way of cause and effect. What I told was compassion.

I know very well how the resentful baby came about, and it was all brutally beaten out by the mother. They have been tortured in the underworld for countless years, and finally waited for the opportunity to be reincarnated, but as soon as they got the hope of reincarnation, they were abandoned again.

I don't even know how many of these resentful babies died unnaturally. I looked blankly at the resentful baby with endless grievances, and I was a little dazed in my heart.

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They are all pure yin bodies, and my stick is now the most yang and strong, and I am sure that all those who are hit by me will be wiped out in an instant.

The fault of resentment lies with the parents, and the attack on me is due to their manipulation. If I wipe out all these resentful babies, I don't know how much karma will come to me, let alone what kind of retribution will come to me.

Putting aside the results, these resentful babies are not as terrifying as they are in the movie, they are just blue-gray fat boys and little girls, but with anger and unwillingness on their faces.

At this time, I finally understood why Tang Seng refused to eat ginseng fruit in the first place, and it should be a reason that I can't do it at this time.

Although they are ghosts, they are no different from ordinary babies except for their colors and expressions. What's more, I know that people's future is ghosts, even if they kill someone, their soul can still die, and if I do this, it is equivalent to really erasing them from the six realms.

What is the purpose of my return? It's to save the tiger, save a person, kill so many resentful babies, I don't know how to choose.

At the moment when I hesitated, the resentful baby who pounced first bit me on the shoulder. It didn't feel like it hurt or anything, it was even a little numb.

I looked sideways, and the resentful baby was desperately biting at my shoulder, with a stubborn and vicious expression. But why don't I feel pain?

I can't think about it, the resentful babies pounced on me one after another, and there was still no pain when they bited, as if their bodies were crawling with ants, and they itched.

Gradually, a feeling of extreme grievance hit my heart, and I was reminded of the scene after my brother's death.

My dad's eyes changed when he saw me, and he asked my grandma why she didn't care about my brother since she had calculated his gram. I still remember his red eyes crying, I hugged his thighs in fear, but he pushed me to the ground, and the helplessness at that time appeared in my mind at this moment.

Then I remembered the scene before my grandmother left, I wanted her to take me away, I asked her, grandma, don't you want me? With tears in her eyes, she told me that we have grown up and have to learn to take care of ourselves.

At that time, I thought to myself, no one in this world wants me anymore········

Unconsciously, I cried, my heart was full of sadness, and some of the resentful babies on my body no longer bitten, raised their little heads and looked at me blankly. He even stretched out his little hand and babbled, as if he wanted me to hug him.

I felt a chill in my body, and the temperature of the rod of good and evil began to subside. I really want to throw away the rod of good and evil, and then hug them, hug myself who was helpless at the beginning.

The hand holding the rod of good and evil became weaker and weaker, and when I was about to let it go, I suddenly saw a man in white, who looked exactly like me. He sighed, then looked into my eyes, his mouth opening and closing, but the scene was so silent that I couldn't hear anything.

This picture seems to appear in front of me, and it seems to come from my heart. I looked at him in a daze, tears flowing. He seemed to be a little angry, and pointed to my right hand, motioning for me to grasp the rod of good and evil.

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At this moment, I seem to have a rebellious mentality in my heart, why do you want me to arrest me? If I grasp the rod of good and evil, will I be able to grasp fate?

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs! The saints are unkind, and use the people as playthings. Practice? What do I fix? Do you cultivate to become a Buddha and become an immortal?

When I was helpless, where was the Heavenly Immortal Buddha? These innocent babies have fallen into the hands of evil cultists, where are the immortals and Buddhas?

Anyway, people are not up to themselves from birth to death, what is the difference between life and death? Go to your grandma's practice, go to your grandma's merits, go to your grandma's heavenly jealousy!

You're jealous, then you take it well!

I was so angry in my heart that I was about to throw the rod of good and evil out with a wave of my hand. At this moment, the voice of the man in white finally penetrated my ears: "Om! ”

This sound was like the first thunder at the beginning of heaven and earth, with endless echoes exploding in my mind, and at the same time as the headache was splitting, I suddenly felt a golden light in the corner of my eye!

Suddenly looking down, I found that the rod of good and evil that I should have thrown out seemed to be glued to my hand, and I stretched out my palm, but the rod was firmly attached to my palm.

To my shock, the rod had changed its appearance and was shining. The phantom of the broken wooden stick is outside, and the golden demon pestle is inside. The harder I tried to move the yin and yang eyes, the more condensed the vajra became.

As I watched, the golden light of the Vajra Demon Pestle spread down the palm of my hand, and it was connected to the position of my right arm and shoulder, and I felt unusually hot.

At the same time, the rest of the place felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, and it was bitterly cold.

I feel like ice and fire now, my arms are hot, and most of my body is cold.

I looked down and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. The body was densely covered with ghost babies, only the shoulders were not there, because there was my yang fire.

Om, well, what, horn, mic, huh!

I didn't have time to think about it, I immediately recited the six-character mantra, and at the same time as the yang fire was released, the outermost resentful baby was instantly blown out by me.

"When I heard this, at one time, the Buddha was in the garden of solitude in the garden of solitude, and the great bhikshus were ······· with all 1,250 people."

At the same time, I immediately quickly raised one palm and recited the Diamond Sutra. With my recitation, the body starts from the dantian position, and the warm current continues to be released, and when the accumulation reaches a certain point, I exert all my body.

"Bang!" With a bang, a circle of light spread out around my body. All the ghost babies on their bodies were bounced out by the aperture, and the innermost body was still smoking, screaming in mid-air.

While I was chanting the scriptures, I was afraid in my heart, just at that moment, could it be that I was in my heart? Or is it influenced by the formation here?

No, the formation here only isolates the space, and it does not affect people's minds.

The immortals and Buddhas in the sky will not easily interfere with the six realms of reincarnation, and the calamities suffered by sentient beings are all evidence of the karmic results of successive lifetimes. Cultivation is the process of removing karmic obstacles and getting rid of the sea of suffering. These truths can be understood by a cultivator, and I have understood since I was a child, how can I have such demons?

Is it because of the influence of resentment just now, or is it because I think so subconsciously?

The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became, and suddenly there was an explosion that brought my thoughts back.

I followed the prestige and found that in the light mask on the side of the tiger, the planer floating in the air had broken and exploded. Now there are few tools left in the air except for Lu Banqi, and the tiger's mouth and nose are full of blood, and my eyes are red at this moment.

"God, run, leave me alone!" Huzi laboriously controlled the magic circle, resisting Liu Taixing's continuous attacks. When he saw that I was relieved, he shuddered and shouted.

It's good that he didn't say it, he still wants me to run. It was as if I had been hit with a sledgehammer, and my heart was full of guilt.

I came back to save him, but I had a demon, Huzi is now at the end of his crossbow, if I can't think of a way to save him, I'm afraid he will be really cold.

But I'm not sure about the dragon capture trick at all, if I don't succeed in using it, and then I will be drained of my strength, then we will be in a mortal situation today. The other way is a stand-in doll, but that requires 100% timing, and I don't have a way to connect with the tiger now.

Huzi and I now belong to the prison of the painting, Huzi sticks to the aperture and constantly carries Liu Taixing's attacks, and most of his tools have been scrapped. I'm the same now, the resentful babies on the periphery keep throwing themselves up the aperture.

I suddenly remembered the man in white who woke me up just now, he was the eldest prince, and it was his hand that succeeded in the dragon capture technique, since he helped me just now, can you help me again?

"The eldest son! Big Prince! "I kept calling out to him in my heart, but I didn't respond at all. His existence is different from that of Baoma, it is in my soul, and I don't know how to take the initiative to get in touch with him.

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"Bang bang" twice, Huzi's tools were broken twice, no, whether he can survive can only rely on himself!

I was engrossed in narrowing the circle of light generated by the Diamond Sutra to the extent that it only enveloped my body, and the resentful infant had already fallen densely in front of me, only a layer of separation from me.

"Om!" Halfway through the reading, I suddenly shouted this word. This scale is the head of many mantras and represents the Buddha mind, also known as the Three Vajras.

After I roared this, the aperture exploded, and I blessed myself with the intention of Vajra. This is the first time I have done it, and if I succeed or not, I will have to resign myself to fate.

The force of the aperture explosion shattered the army of resentful babies in front of me into a large blank. If you want to break the game without killing the baby, the only way to solve them is to get rid of the people who control them.

The only thing that surprised me was that as I ran forward, the light flashed all around me, and the warm current filled my whole body. This means that the blessings of the Vajra have been successful, which means that I can guarantee that I will not be attacked by resentment again in a short period of time.