"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. ”

Put down – slaughter – knife – stand – ground – become a Buddha!

The sound of ear filling is like the roar of falling thunder, and it is also like the echo of the valley.

"Great Buddha Sanskrit sound!" squirted a mouthful of black blood yin water, and shouted with wide eyes, he had heard this voice many years ago.

"The Buddha has the virtue of a good life, does not kill, does not abuse. The voice then sounded, and the spiritual power in the shaking yin water body scurried around.

Under the moonlight, a figure walked behind Jingye, not tall and slightly fat.

Jingye covered his right rib and looked back. When he saw him, he rejoiced.

"Seventh Senior Brother!"

The owner of this voice is Jing Nian, a disciple of the sweeping house of the Pure Industry Temple, the seventh senior brother of the Pure Industry.

"Little junior brother, how are you?" Jing Nian asked about the situation of Jing Ye, and the water cold palm of Yin Shui was not so easy to catch. However, seeing that the pure karma was not seriously injured, the pure mind was also slightly relaxed.

"I'm okay. Jingye shook his head and said softly. He didn't expect his Seventh Senior Brother to appear here and save him.

"It's a monk from the Pure Industry Temple again, why are there people from your Pure Industry Temple everywhere!" Yin Shui's old face was completely cold. Last time, I suffered a loss in the Pudu Hall and lost people. This time the shot was interrupted again, and he vomited blood. If this is known to the old thing of Yanghuo, he will not laugh to death.

"Yin donor, you have been cultivating for many years, and you have already entered the Qi Sea Realm. Now that you are attacking the juniors, you are not afraid of having a demonic obstacle in your heart, and your cultivation will not progress. Jing Nian took a step forward, stood in front of Jing Ye, looked at the cold yin water, and said seriously.

"You're just a junior, and you don't pretend to be garlic in front of the old man. Since you know that the old man is cultivating in the sea realm, you still dare to come out to find death? Your big Buddha Sanskrit sound has taken a lot of spiritual power, right? If you have the ability, you can do it again, old man, I will bear it!" Yin Shui listened to Jing Nian's words, and reprimanded with a high-ranking attitude. He didn't believe that the monk in front of him could use the Great Buddha Sanskrit sound at will, and he must have used other means to overdraft his spiritual power.

Yin Shui is now at the sixth level of the Qi Sea Realm, and he has been in the country for ten years, and he has not advanced in the slightest. But he thinks that his own opportunities are not enough, and he also needs the promotion of various natural and earthly treasures.

"Amitabha, stubborn, too much talk is useless. Jing Nian shook his head slightly, and whispered with one palm. Since persuasion is useless, pure thoughts do not need to be spoken.

"Frozen Netherworld!"

A circle of black spiritual power belts rose from under Yin Shui's body and rose into the air, and a huge yin and yang pattern appeared in the middle of the black circle, covering pure thoughts and pure karma underneath.

"Senior brother!" Jingye was a little worried, he didn't expect that this old guy was already in the Qi Sea Realm, no wonder his vajra spell was broken by him with one palm.

"It's fine. Jing Nian didn't look back, just said these two words lightly.

"The Frozen Netherworld, where it is covered, everything will be frozen, and then absorbed by my Yin Cold Spiritual Power. Ha ha. Yin Shui laughed loudly, this powerful spiritual skill is his stunt, and it consumes a lot of money to perform once, but it can absorb all the spiritual power of the opponent.

After laughing, Yin Shui stood in place with his hands in his hands, quietly watching the two of them being swallowed up by the frozen netherworld.

Feeling that the temperature around him was rapidly decreasing, and the flow of his spiritual power became sluggish, he sat on the ground with his eyes closed and recited the Diamond Sutra to resist the low temperature.

Jing Nian looked up and saw that the huge yin and yang disc was constantly rotating, and it was still slowly pressing down.

Remove the beads from your neck, wrap them around your right hand, and then slap them upwards with one palm.

The more golden Buddha light suddenly bloomed in the palm of the pure mind, and the yin water was very dazzling.

"Great Fan Demon Pestle!" Jing Nian said in a low voice.

Each of the Buddha beads wrapped around his hand became golden and shining, and the light blooming in his palm condensed into a huge golden demon-slaying pestle, which crashed into the yin and yang disc surrounded by a black belt in the middle of his head.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

With a loud bang, Jingye opened his eyes and looked up, and the golden demon pestle directly smashed through the Yin and Yang Disk.

"It's... How is it possible!" Yin Shui was not calm now, he couldn't believe that his stunt was pierced by a golden pillar condensed by a young junior's spiritual power.

"Even if it is someone from other Qi Sea Realm, it is impossible to break through my Frozen Netherworld so easily!Who are you?" Yin Shui no longer held his hands behind his back, his palms were covered by black spiritual power, and asked in a deep voice. Who is the monk in front of you!

"Amitabha, the poor monk Pure Industry Temple sweeping house disciple, Jing Nian!" put away the Buddha beads, Jing Nian looked at Yin Shui calmly and said, as if none of this had happened.

"Sweeping the floor, it's impossible, how can a mere disciple of the sweeping room break through my frozen netherworld! If you still don't tell the truth, then let me die!" Yin Shui suddenly looked flustered and emotional, like crazy, and then the powerful spiritual power around his body scurried around, rushing towards Pure Thought.

Jingye stood up and looked at Yin Shui's appearance, "Is he crazy?" said Jingye softly.

Jing Nian looked at Yin Shui, who was moving fast, shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "Yes." ”

The next moment, Jing Nian raised his head, and his eyes flashed with golden light. And just then, Yin Shui slapped Jing Nian's forehead with a palm.

"Boom!"

In front of the pure mind, a golden wall appeared, and various scriptures flowed on the wall.

A palm slapped on the golden wall, and the strong anti-seismic force shook Yin Shui back, and Yin Shui stabilized his footsteps, wanting to attack again.

At this time, Jing Nian suddenly spoke, and began to read the scriptures.

One scripture after another, like the sound of a bell, rushed in Yin Shui's ears, shattering his ears and shattering his heart.

"Ahhhh

Seeing this, Jing Nian slowly stopped his lips from humming.

"His spiritual veins have been shattered, and his cultivation has been completely scattered. Jing Nian looked at the yin water that was still writhing on the ground and said slowly.

"Why did he suddenly go crazy?" Jingye also looked at Yin Shui, he couldn't figure it out.

"People, seven emotions and six desires, greed and hatred. He is too conceited, thinking that what he has cannot be ignored by others. Therefore, when I saw the juniors younger than myself casually breaking their own stunts, the demons in my heart exploded and my sanity was destroyed. "Pure thoughts and light preaching, cultivation on the way, nine times out of ten will go astray, it is extremely important to stick to the original heart.

"He has done so many dirty things for the wicked, and it is karma. "Jingye thinks that Yin Shui deserves it. If it weren't for his own senior brother, I'm afraid he would become the ghost of this old thing's subordinates.

"Thank you brother for saving me tonight. After that, Pure Karma performed a Buddha salutation to Pure Thoughts and thanked him.

"Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you, leaving the temple, you will have a lot less security. As I also said, no matter what danger you encounter, Senior Brother will be in front of you and stop you for you. Jing Nian pulled Jing Ye up, looked at him and smiled.

Then he stretched out his hand and patted on the right rib of Jingye, transmitting spiritual power, and dissolving the yin poison of the cold water in his body for him.

"I don't even know how to repay my brother. After listening to his senior brother's words, Jingye was moved, and he was no longer able to express his gratitude with simple words.

"It's good to be alive! Fortunately I was late tonight to help a family, otherwise I wouldn't have met you. Now that someone from the Qi Sea Realm has made a move on you, I'm really worried that there will be even more powerful ones in the future. "Driving away the yin poison for pure karma, Jing Nian worried.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I should be able to enter the academy in the next two days, at that time, there is the protection of the academy, they don't dare to kill me like this, I will be more careful." However, Senior Brother defeated a Qi Sea Realm powerhouse so simply, Senior Brother wouldn't have been in the Xuandan Realm. Jingye smiled, said softly, and then asked Jingnian with some admiration.

"Xuandan, how can it be so easy, you see that I made such a simple move, you don't know, the spiritual power in my body has been exhausted, the big Buddha Sanskrit sound, it's not just to use it." Jing Nian said with some amusement. He also thought that he was in the Xuandan Realm, but he was still a little short.

"Senior brother is affected. When the pure karma heard this, he was grateful.

"That's it, I'm going back to the temple quickly, what to do with yin water, you can see for yourself, you have entered the world, what to do is up to your heart. I'll go first, remember, be careful. Jing Nian waved his hand, he didn't want to hear Jing Ye say those words of thanks, too angry, and finally remind him again.

"Remember, junior brother!" said Pure Karma saluted again.

Jing Nian nodded and turned to leave.

After Jingnian left, Jingye slowly walked to Yin Shui's side.

Because of his own spirit and Sanskrit attack, Yin Shui was already out of consciousness, lying on the ground, with his eyes open, drooling, and making a whining sound.

"Yin and Yang old way, yin water, yang fire. You will come and kill me, and now you lie before me and let me slaughter. Jingye looked down at Yin Shui and muttered to himself. No one could have imagined the reversal of this scene, if it weren't for the appearance of pure thoughts, I am afraid that it would be me who was lying on the ground.

Now he has a choice, he can leave directly, anyway, the yin water is already wasted, there is no threat to him.

He can also go down with one palm, slap yin water to death and leave.

If it had been before, he wouldn't have even considered killing the latter. Because Yin Shui only came to be ordered, not to kill him. As a disciple of Buddhism, he does not kill lightly, but is more good.

But now, he is just an ordinary man who only needs to obey the law and the law.

Pure karma doesn't want to obey the law now, he just wants to obey the law, kill people to pay for his life, and pay off his debts.

"To kill or not to kill?" Jingye was still hesitating.

"Joining the WTO is to let you experience all this, let you feel all this, how can you feel the fragility of human life without staining your hands with blood!

Suddenly, Jingye heard a voice in his heart, and it was his own voice.

"Disciple, everything obeys your heart!" Pure karma remembered what Master had said again.

Looking down at Yin Shui's old face again, he remembered that he was He Sen's subordinate, and then thought that He Sen was going to kill himself, and then thought that He Sen might have something to do with Hua Yan's death!

"Die!"

The golden light flashed in Jingye's hand, and a palm slapped on Yin Shui's head.

Yin Shui's skull was dented, and his entire head was knocked to the ground by pure karma.

Retracting his palm, Pure Karma's expression looked hideous in the moonlight, and his heart told him that Yin Shui must die.

After checking the surroundings, Pure Karma left under the moonlight.

On the streets of Chang'an in the middle of the night, Yin Shui lay quietly on the ground. Crows flew through the air, and the cold wind streaked across the ground.

"Alas. ”

A Buddha sighed softly, and it lasted for a long time.

People are most afraid of memories, and the more they recall, the more they can't extricate themselves from them. It's like ashes after a beacon fire, when the wind blows, it will ignite again.