Chapter 592: Bodhi has no heart

"Don't ask about the heavens, don't ask about the earth, only ask about the sins of the wicked in this life. ”

I only heard the sin elder say loudly, he has been in charge of the Good and Evil Hall for many years, and he has killed countless demons and wicked people with his own hands. His Zen knife is in the name of the ascetic, and when it is used, the Zen light surges, and the sword qi is like a waterfall, which instantly illuminates the emperor Amma.

The Great Elder of the Hall of Good and Evil obeyed the decree of the abbot in charge, and together with Silence Rulai, he took the Emperor Ama.

However, the sword qi fell, and the Zen light blew, but the person injured was not a centaur, but a chain of divine iron that locked his bones. Collapse, collapse, collapse! The chains burst apart, turning into countless metal shards and throwing them apart.

"Huh?"

Although Huang Ama was puzzled, he was still very happy, but the (silenced) donkey of the Thousand Buddha Mountains suddenly had compassion and wanted to let him go. Seeing Huang Ama shake his arms together, the last two chains that ran through his arms were also broken.

Although the chain of divine iron is gone, the spikes on the ground are still there, and they are stained with blood, and I don't know how many murderous things have been killed. Rao is the emperor is arrogant, and he is also very jealous of those long nails. "If you want to be a good person, why don't you take those nails away. The centaur asked.

"Hmph!" Elder Ask said coldly, "Be a good person? If you are a good person, there will be no more wicked people in the world." ”

"Then why did you take the chains off me? Huang Ama said strangely, "Don't you want to let me go?" First of all, I won't be grateful to you and the old man. Sooner or later, one day, I will return to Thousand Buddha Mountains, smash your Buddha halls, and destroy your Buddha statues. ”

So far, the Elder Guilty Asking didn't bother to argue with Huang Ama, he just sneered. Er, the Elder of Guilty slashed out, the knife was like a rope, wrapped around the long nails, and picked them up. Jingle, and the nails all fell into the sleeve of the Great Elder of the Hall of Good and Evil, and he took it away.

"I'm free! I'm free!"

Huang Ama cheered, he woke up from his trance, still unable to believe his eyes. The chains and spikes that had trapped him were gone. "Hahahaha, ask the guilty old man, if you are silent, you are still very kind-hearted, you know that my sin is not to death, and I should not be locked up in Zhenbeast Mountain. ”

The centaur's hooves had been chopped off, but that didn't affect his mood.

At the moment when the Elder Questioning released Huang Amma, three more rings slashed, one slashed at the centaur's back, one at the back of his neck, and one like a silver ring, and smashed it on the head.

"I knew you weren't well. Huang Ama laughed, "But it doesn't matter. ”

The centaur's right palm slashed into his body, and when he landed, blood gushed out, but he didn't care. "Come out, my natal treasure. With a ding, Huang Ama pulled out a long needle from his sea of life.

The needle was three feet long and shimmered with blood.

I saw Huang Ama pick up the long needle and shouted, "Mama Rong, you haven't come out yet!"

A ball of brilliant light exploded, like a rain of light. "Master, are you calling me again? An old voice sounded, unspeakably unpleasant.

An old woman walked out, she is the instrument spirit of the long needle, Rong Mama.

"You monks, you want to be unfavorable to my master. Mama Rong said displeased, she flipped her ten fingers, and the needle-shaped fingers shot out vigorously, knocking down all three rings.

Those rings are all magic weapons of Silence Rulai, equivalent to his clone, and now they have been shot down, which shows the horror of Rong Mama, she is a strong and obedient old woman. "The old body hates monks the most, you hypocritical (silenced) donkeys. She added.

"Oh, you also hid the natal artifact, why did you release it now. Elder Questioning asked with a smile with interest. His senior brother in charge suffered a loss, which was what the Elder of Sins was happy to see.

"Centaurs are never slaves. Huang Ama said arrogantly, "Ask the guilty old man, you don't know much about me." Rong Mama, you choose one person and kill him. ”

"This place is Zhenbeast Mountain, and I have a lot of inconveniences in moving. Rong Mama suddenly said, "So I can't kill the two of them." And the spirit of the Zen knife and the ascetic knife is also there. Let the old body go through the tricks with them. Come on!" the old woman beckoned to Forget Chan'er and Bingchan, and wanted to tear up with them.

Forget Chan'er and Bingchan were originally fighting, but when they heard Mama Rong's words of asking for war, the two of them stopped, brushed and brushed, and they glanced at the old woman at the same time. Xin Dao, what does this old monster want to do, he has lived a handful of years, why don't he take the initiative to jump into the coffin, maybe he can still save the body.

Disdain, not only forgetting Zen'er, but Bingchan and Chen Duxiu also despise Mama Rong. Because the other party's appearance and tone of speech are too mean. This is also a skill that can make people remember her. It's just not pleasing.

Bingchan sprinkled her hand away, and with a whoosh, dozens of cold airs burst out. Ding, ding, ding! The long needles were swept away by the cold air, they were all thrown by Mama Rong, but she was acting in secret, extremely despicable, which made the spirit of the dervish knife even more angry. "Old woman, were you so virtuous when you were young? ”

"Little girl. Mama Rong smiled, "When the old body was young, it looked much better than you." You'll be ashamed to see it, hahaha, and although it will make you angry, I'm still going to tell the truth. Mama Rong said confidently.

Everyone has been young, and so has Mama Rong. She is a machine spirit, but she also started with Lori, slowly grew old, and became an old woman. Time is the most ruthless, like a knife, cutting a crack on a woman's face, which is the trace of time.

Bingchan didn't want to know what Mama Rong looked like when she was young, and she was not interested. But she is very young, which is his greatest capital.

Mama Rong just glanced at Bingchan, and already knew her thoughts, little girl, you are still too young, and you believe in your face too much, when you reach my age, you will know that there are too many dogs who know people by their appearance, and most of them like the new and hate the old. Looking at Bingchan's beautiful face, Mama Rong had only one idea at this time, she dared to cut her face before time aged Bingchan, so that she could also experience what human warmth and coldness were.

"Look at the old body stabbing you to death with a needle!" Mama Rong said suddenly.

Rise!

Dozens of feet of light burst out from the old woman's feet, indicating that her anger had reached the highest point. I saw Mama Rong's hair flying out, each hair was like a steel wire, and the ends of the hair were pointed, like the tip of a needle. Countless strands of hair stabbed at Bingchan. And Mama Rong also smiled, she seemed to be able to see that in the next moment, the young and beautiful little girl opposite would become ugly, uglier than her old woman. "Gaha. Mama Rong laughed in advance.

"Bingchan is my opponent, no one can touch her, and neither can you. ”

Suddenly, Forget Chan'er, who had beautiful hair, shouted, he was no longer a little monk, but a noble son, dressed in white like snow, with an elegant temperament, and swept away the previous evil monk's atmosphere.

However, even if Forget Chan'er made a change, Bingchan still didn't like him.

Crush!

Ask the spirit of the Zen knife to have a crush on the spirit of the dervish knife.

If it is spoken, it will definitely cause a sensation in Thousand Buddha Mountain, and even the Elders of Silence and Guilt will not be able to protect their spirits. Because it is too ridiculous, not to mention that the abbot of Thousand Buddha Mountain and his junior brother have a gap, the rules of Buddhism are strict, almost ruthless, and the two spirits love each other, they will never tolerate such a situation.

The spirit of the ascetic knife, Bing Xue is smart, she has long known the intention of forgetting Zen'er, but Bingchan intends to escape, and she also ridicules her suitors in every possible way, just to break off the idea of the absolute side.

There are trees and branches in the mountains, but the branches and flowers bloom, and the flowers fall and the family does not know.

"The Knife of Conscience. Forget Zen Er snorted coldly, and asked the Zen knife to slash forward, sonorous, sharp knife, can deaf people's ears. Mama Rong also felt uncomfortable, "Hmph, a little monk, do you also learn to talk about love?" Comical. As soon as Mama Rong turned her head, her hair suddenly spread out, like countless tentacles, grabbing the Zen knife.

At the moment when Mama Rong's hair touched the Zen knife, black smoke burst out, and all those hairs were scorched.

"Didn't I tell me, I just used the knife of conscience, old woman, do you really have a heart? Forget Chan'er shouted.

"Heart?" Rong Mama was stunned.

What a heart, a young heart, a heart that loves beauty, a heart of the past, a heart of pain. All of them are gone, and her face and heart are buried in the best of their lives, and now only an ugly skin is attached to the bone.

"Ahh What does not match her age is that Mama Rong's hair is as black as jade, just like in the past. This is her last insistence and greatest pride. Cutting off her hair is like using a knife to shave off what little self-esteem she has left.

"Does your heart hurt so much. Forget Chan'er was still struggling over there, his tone was arrogant, and everything he did was to get Bingchan's attention. Look at me, look at me, Bingchan, what, do you think I have become handsome, forget Zen'er's heart, he doesn't forget to look up at the sky at forty-five degrees, it is said that this appearance will be bonus.

Chen Nian Duxiu is an outsider, he finally understands, and knows why Bingchan doesn't like to forget Zen'er, because that guy is really annoying. And there is no self-knowledge at all. That's not how the girl chases......

"It's ridiculous, it's hard to understand that the spirit of the Zen knife is so virtuous. "The old man said alone. It is inconvenient for him to participate in the affairs of Qianfoshan. Otherwise, there will be a catastrophe of killing, and maybe you will be buried in the town beast mountain, becoming a wisp of unjust soul, floating in the mountain stream.

Call!

Rong Mama rushed forward, her right palm was like a knife, and she slashed obliquely at the forgotten Zen'er who was pretending to be over there, if you dare to hurt my hair, I will kill you, Rong Mama is about to go crazy, she doesn't want to have a heart, she doesn't want to grow old, she just wants time to stop at her most beautiful moment.

"Unrepentant. ”

Forget Chan'er said coldly. He waved the Zen knife again, and the light of the knife flashed away, cutting through the sky, plowing a moat, and red hearts floated out and connected in a row. confessed, forgetting Zen'er was clearly confessing to Bingchan. Even the old Duxiu and the Emperor Flower Show and the Shenxiu Sword can understand it, not to mention the spirit of the ascetic sword. Ke Bingchan turned around and turned her back to Forget Chan'er, "It is destined to be impossible between us, besides, the man I like is definitely not a little monk like you." Bingchan said secretly.

Sometimes fate is a very wonderful thing, just a glance at each other, it has left an indelible mark, willing to be that moth, even if it jumps to the candle flame, there is no regret. As early as many years ago, Zen Er was already a moth, and Bingchan was a candle flame.

"Bingchan!"

Suddenly, the sin elder shouted. Although he gave his machine spirit as much freedom as possible, he was still her master. "Do what you have to do. The wielder of the dervish sword said again.

"Yes. Bingchan said. She just found an excuse to stay away from Zen Forget.

Brush!

Bingchan jumped up, and a snowstorm hundreds of feet high burst out behind her, blocking Forget Chan'er's sight, but it couldn't cut off his admiration. When I saw Bingchan, I mistook him for life.

Fate, it's love, it's evil!

While!

Forget Chan'er slashed into Mama Rong's right palm. But the latter's face was full of smiles, like the bark of a tree bursting, and it was ugly. Ask the Zen knife machine spirit suddenly felt nauseous. "Get out!" Forget Zen'er's wrist forced, and with a bang, the Zen knife slashed along Rong Mama's hand to her face.

"I'm so sorry I didn't let you see me at my best. Rong Mama said strangely, the air bangs in front of her forehead suddenly flew up, showing her forehead.

"Ahh He saw the words engraved on Mama Rong's forehead, slave.

Brush Brush Brush!

The word "slave" on Rong Mama's forehead burst out with tens of thousands of brilliance, all of which were slashed towards Forget Zen'er, so close to the distance, even if the spirit of the Zen knife has the ability to do, it can also dodge.

Poof!

Forget Chan'er's body exploded, and a cloud of blood mist burst out, and he looked like a bloody man. What terrified him even more was that his wounds would not heal, and his own blood turned into a cage and locked him up.

Blood prison, forget Chan'er was imprisoned and locked in the blood prison.

Rong Mama dipped her fingers in blood and tapped her forehead, the word "slave" was even more poignant, like a red pear blossom blooming on a dead branch in the cold winter. "That's your grave. Mama Rong suddenly pointed her finger at the blood prison that trapped Forget Chan'er. "Hahaha, little monk, you can't achieve what you want until you die. I'm happy just thinking about it. Her face contorted again. With a click, Mama Rong bit off her little finger. "Pain, only pain reminds me that I'm alive. ”

The old solo show, the emperor flower show, the divine sword, and the three shows are all there, but none of them helped. If Forget Chan'er can't do anything to split the blood prison, there is no need for them to form an alliance with him.

Allies are built on the strength of both sides, if it is waste, you can still talk about interests, but if the benefits are gone, allies can only be killed or sold.

Old Duxiu's eyes were as cold as knives, and he glanced at the blood prison.

In the blood prison, Forget Chan'er's eyes also turned red, and suddenly, his hair fell to the ground on its own.

"Ah, bald again. Chen Nian Duxiu said, "I knew this was the case, why bother at the beginning, this is your true face and your destiny." Accept them, or you'll just be miserable. It's not good for anyone, don't you know the means to destroy the Silent Rulai, he can kill the golden silkworm, and he can also destroy you. ”

"Love is stupidity, hate is stupidity, and anger is also stupidity. "Forget Zen and suddenly say. He picked up the Zen knife and slashed at the blood prison. There was a loud bang from the blood prison, and the blood mist was confused and surging towards the sky.

Suddenly, Forget Chan'er stabbed his left index finger into his heart and said, "I have a difficult scripture hidden here." ”

Chen Duxiu didn't know why, and thought that Zen Er was crazy, so he hurt himself. "Stop, little monk, give up Bingchan, you can regain your life and live more like yourself. ”

In fact, Chen Nian Duxiu still admires him very much in the process of getting along with Zen Forget. I can't bear to see him die early, just a woman, is it necessary, the world is big, I have to chase the flower in the mirror, it's funny.

"You don't understand, Sanxiu. "Forget Zen Erdao. With his fingers dipped in his own blood, he slid steeply towards the blood prison.

Suddenly, there was a click, and the blood prison was cut in two.

went out, and Forget Chan'er walked out of the blood prison.

"No, it won't!" Mama Rong said in disbelief, "How could you rush out, that's a magic barrier, your biggest magic barrier." ”

"Demonic barriers. "Forget Zen Erdao. His left index finger is like a heavenly knife, full of blood, which can cut the sun and the moon, and can break mountains and rivers. "Mama Rong, let me ask you again, do you have a heart. ”