The forest was quiet, only the sunlight was casting, and I sat in a sheltered place, calm, and began to examine my own mana.

Now my ability to reach the realm of rejuvenation, that is, to be able to enter my own divine consciousness, which is a deeper existence than mana, just like the machine language of a computer, at the lowest level, and can conduct a more thorough self-examination.

I am now in meditation very quickly, I used to be impetuous and impatient, and I couldn't enter the deep realm, but now I can enter when I say I'm in.

In the realm of consciousness, I saw the Three-Eyed Nakshatra.

He no longer had the same strange feeling as before, and now he was like a huge statue, sitting in the fog of divine consciousness. I could feel his breath and the mindfulness that emanated from him.

Why did the Three-Eyed Yaksha suddenly reflect on it? It suddenly occurred to me that the Three-Eyed Yaksha was, after all, the god of the underworld, and how could he enter the underworld as a god and have a godhead if he had not attained the attainment of fruition. Could it be that at this time, is he the real one?

When I first got the Three-Eyed Yaksha, I was also mixed with the mana of the third prince at that time, and the two thoughts were condensed together, could it be that it was only now manifested?

I didn't dare to alarm him. At this time, I felt another breath, and I followed the breath to find it, and there was a red molten slurry like a fire in the realm of divine consciousness.

There is a person in the magma who is struggling in pain, it is Jun Xiaojiao. His clothes were gone, his whole body was pitch black, his neck was long, and his head was like a snake on top of it.

When he saw me, he roared and leapt out of the molten slurry, flying with dazzling sparks. I didn't jump too high, and I fell into the molten in the blink of an eye.

"What kind of ability are you, bring me into the underworld, and we will fight face to face." Jun Xiaojiao was extremely painful, his whole body exuded a foul smell, and every inch of his skin was burned, giving birth to huge blisters, which broke in an instant, and then scabbed, and then were scalded to give birth to new blisters. In this slurry, there is no end to the cycle.

I stood on the edge of the molten and looked at him with some pity.

For a moment, everything was so transparent that I seemed to recall the whole process of soaking in molten slurry in the underworld.

I sighed and said, "Jun Xiaojiao, do you know where this molten slurry comes from?" ”

"What? It's all your troublemaker! Jun Xiaojiao's eyes cracked: "I should have sucked all your mana clean!" ”

"Idiot." I shook my head: "This molten slurry is actually your grudge!" This molten hell is your own making, and you are the only one who is trapped. ”

Jun Xiaojiao soaked in the molten slurry, looked at me in a daze, and was speechless for a while.

I took a deep breath, slowly lifted my foot, slowly walked forward, walked to the very edge of the molten lava, and gently stepped my foot in. Jun Xiaojiao looked at me in surprise, and the eyes on his face widened.

I walked into the molten slurry, the red waves around me, sparks flying, but it didn't affect me, I didn't feel any heat, I didn't feel any scorching.

I slowly walked towards Jun Xiaojiao and stood in front of him.

He smiled cruelly: "You still dare to come down, I really admire you a little." ”

As he spoke, he roared, broke through the waves of fire, and stretched out his big hand to grab me. I shouted, "Do you want to be stuck here for the rest of your life?!" ”

"Damn, death is death, I'll kill you first!" Jun Xiaojiao's facial features are distorted, and he thinks that he is incompatible with me.

I didn't hide, he reached out and grabbed my throat, causing me to roll my eyes.

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" behind me, as if something very heavy had fallen, and I squinted to see that the three-eyed yaksha had woken up at some point, falling from the sky, and was stepping on the molten lava.

The three eyes of the Three-Eyed Yaksha were like a raging fire, whirring and burning, and he held the trident in his hand and looked at us with a gloomy gaze.

"You're such a stupid person, aren't you? I'll strangle you! Jun Xiaojiao became more and more furious.

I was pinched and couldn't breathe, and slowly stretched out my right hand, put my index finger and middle finger together, forming a sword finger, and slowly pointed at Jun Xiaojiao's eyebrows.

Jun Xiaojiao was shocked. At this time, the Three-Eyed Yaksha muttered the scriptures, and I even recited them along, and we were almost at the same frequency, reciting the Dharma together to Jun Xiaojiao.

Jun Xiaojiao's expression was extremely painful, his facial features were distorted, and he said with difficulty: "This, what kind of curse is this?" ”

I knew in my heart: "This is the Jizo Sutra, and the Three-Eyed Yaksha is the god of the underworld, which is used by him to overcome the resentment of the undead." ”

Jun Xiaojiao slowly let go of his hand, crying with a sad face: "Don't read it, don't read it, I'm in too much pain, please......"

Such an arrogant Jun Xiaojiao actually began to beg for help.

I breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "I'm helping you, using the Earth to hide the Wish Sutra to resolve your attachment and your resentment." ”

Jun Xiaojiao hugged his head: "You don't understand, I'm not a human being in the first place, I am the resentment of thousands of yin spirits condensed into an entity." I'm a grudge myself! When you resolve my grievances, you are dissolving my life! ”

"You killed too many people and repaid the grievances with grievances, which is not the right way. Remembering that your cultivation is not easy, I can resolve your resentment into righteous thoughts, not only will not dissolve your life, but also achieve good results. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. I said.

In the dark, the Three-Eyed Yaksha was also saying loudly: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" ”

The voice was not loud and low, but it reached everyone's ears with a penetrating force, like a mighty wind blowing in the face.

What is really strange is not the voice, but the mindfulness that can be received by the voice and contains a lot of information. It's hard to describe in precise words.

Only then did I understand that the power of Buddha is vast and mindfulness is invincible.

Buddha is not a narrow concept of faith, but represents a great wisdom that can penetrate the bottom of the heart and human nature, and truly embraces life.

Jun Xiaojiao was not a confused person, he muttered the words "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground", slowly sat down, sat and floated in the molten flames, and his body gradually condensed into a statue-like form.

I came out of the molten and saw that the Three-Eyed Yaksha was not far away, and it was also transformed into a statue.

My heart moved, it seemed to be one with their minds, I tried to link Jun Xiaojiao, he moved, my side also moved, he pulled out the knife suddenly, I felt my body also pull out the dagger, he slashed down, I also slashed.

Hearing only the sound of "pop", I hurriedly returned to reality from the realm of divine consciousness of inward vision, and when I opened my eyes, I found that a dagger had inadvertently cut off a small tree beside me.

The tree was actually not small, it was the thickness of a bowl, and I cut it off from the root with a single sword, and the small tree "creaked" and fell to the ground, smashing out a cloud of dust.

I looked at the knife in my hand, thinking about Jun Xiaojiao's posture, and my heart was excited, I can link Jun Xiaojiao and get a part of his force from it.

I was beautiful, only to hear the "poof" behind me as if someone was kneeling, I looked back and saw that it was Azanyuan's assistant.

He was kneeling in front of me with a gun in his hand, throwing it aside, his face panicked and kowtowing frequently.

As soon as I saw the gun on the ground, I immediately understood that this kid was trying to sneak up on me, and just now he saw my knife breaking the tree, and he was so scared that the Muggles were scared, so he knelt down and bowed.

I stood up and walked slowly to his side, the assistant didn't die last night, it is estimated that he was just suffocated by Zhu Qiangle.

He trembled with fright: "Gao, master, I, I was wrong, I shouldn't have bad intentions." ”

I crouched beside him and stroked his hair, and he shivered like a kitten.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

He didn't expect that my first sentence was actually concerned about his comfort, and the kid's tears fell, and he looked up at me: "Gao, Gaoren, I only woke up this morning, and when I woke up, I saw that everyone was dead...... I was so scared, so I defended myself with a gun, and when I saw you, I didn't think about it......"

"Get up, I don't blame you." I say.

The assistant cautiously got up from the ground, looked at the corpse outside, and said tremblingly: "Zhu, Boss Zhu, Ah, Azanyuan is dead, yes, you killed it?" ”

Their death is related to Jun Xiaojiao, but Jun Xiaojiao is one with me, and I can only bear his sin first, I nodded.

The assistant's throat moved, swallowed and foamed, and unconsciously used honorifics: "You are also a Fa cultivator?" ”

"Fired." I said lightly, "Is it okay to take me back?" ”

"Yes, you can go this way." The assistant picked up the gun from the ground, thought about it and handed it to me.

I waved my hand and motioned for him to take it.

The assistant looked at me cautiously: "I don't know what you call it yet?" My name is Yang Wenming. ”

I told him that my name was Wang Qiang, and that I was a practitioner in China. I told him not to be so careful, and if he didn't have an outside heart, I wouldn't do anything to him.

The assistant saw that I didn't have any shelves, so he relaxed, and with this guide present, we quickly returned to the original small mountain village.

The assistant took me to his thatched hut, and when he saw that I was naked, he brought me his own clothes.

As we sat on the floor of the room, drinking water to replenish our energy, he talked about his experience.

His name is Yang Wenming, and he is a Chinese who grew up in Thailand, and his parents immigrated a long time ago. When he grew up, his parents died early, and he became a street child, scavenging everywhere, stealing things, touching porcelain to foreign tourists, abducting and abducting, and was once chased and killed by another gang of Chinatown gangsters, but fortunately it was Zhu Qiang's driver who saved him, and the two formed a friendship.

Later, Yang Wenming learned from a friend that there was a black-clothed Azan who wanted to find an assistant, so he volunteered.

The assistant is not an apprentice, Yang Wenming did not apprentice, but only helped the black-clothed wizard take care of some life and business matters. Black-clothed wizards rarely deal with outsiders because they often practice black law in retreat, and most of them have a withdrawn and weird personality, but after all, they have to eat, drink, and buy a lot of things, so they often take on work such as bowing their heads, and such things need special assistants to take care of.

An assistant is the equivalent of a wizard's agent.

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors