Being in the Eight Void Realms, meditate on the Buddha's mind.

If the Buddha's mind is not fixed, the monks' beliefs will be affected, and then there will be extreme changes.

If you can't become a Buddha, then you will become a demon.

Those Buddhists who practice in the Eight Realms of Falsehood, as long as they take one wrong step, they are completely opposed to Buddhism.

The reason why some people call it the "enemy of the Buddha" is because this peculiar injustice is so powerful that almost all of them are so strong that no one can stop them.

Take the analogy made by the Bodhisattva Wenren.......

Under normal circumstances, a monk who has become a demon in the Eight Realms will have a great increase in strength after becoming a wrongdoer.

Basically, a monk who has entered the devil can withstand two Bodhisattvas.

This is what the old-timers themselves said, and I am not exaggerating.

"You're Gatha ?!!" I couldn't help but ask.

Although it was a bit ridiculous in hindsight that I was looking for a wronged person to ask for a way, I did subconsciously at the time and didn't think too much about it.

Hearing my question, the old monk was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became dangerous, or rather, the extreme anger made me feel dangerous.

"Who's Gathasan?! What nonsense are you talking about?!! The old monk almost roared at me, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more obvious, as if he wanted to swallow me alive: "You are insulting me!" Who's Gatha Shun?! Who is the enemy of the Buddha?! You are insulting my Buddha!! ”

"You're not Gathason?" I was stunned for a moment, couldn't help frowning, looked at the old monk with grief and indignation, and nodded: "It doesn't seem to be, but it seems to be again." ”

I don't say this to comfort him.

Because Wenren Bodhisattva said that Gatha Xun's personality is very extreme, and his hostility towards ordinary people and Taoist gentlemen is not so strong.

The only people who can make Gatha hate him to the bone, grit his teeth, and get to death are only Buddhists.

It can be said that Gatha Shun is a typical traitor, and after the loss of faith, they will only be hostile to the original faith.

At this moment, the old monk who is our enemy, although he is ruthless, has no intention of being alive from head to toe, how do you look like Gatha Xun, but ....... He doesn't seem to have blasphemed his faith!

No matter how illogical his words are, no matter how unreasonable they are, no matter how heavy their killing intent is, he is still quite firm in his beliefs.

"Old-timers, we're really not demons, we're all human....... No, no, I'm human, it's not, it's my friend! I hurriedly explained, hoping to seize this opportunity to clear up the misunderstanding between the two.

When it comes to dealing with the old religion, I have only one way to go.

If you can do it, don't make noise, don't say anything, and after the fight, whoever wins will say it.

Isn't that what you live and die for?

But outside of the old religion, when I was facing other enemies, especially those who were against me for some reason, I would choose not to do anything if I could explain it.

I'm not afraid to be an enemy of others, but I'm afraid of other people's tricks because I'm not alone.

There are old men Qibao and them, and I am a gentleman with a soft underbelly.......

If someone wants to get along with me, they will inevitably choose Qibao as their target, not me.

Of course, I now belong to the mud bodhisattva and it is difficult to protect myself when I cross the river, and in front of this old monk, I really feel that I have no chance of winning.

Even one of my biggest hole cards, the evil man, made him lose his temper, what else would I dare to do?

"You have the breath of a demon in you!!" The old monk roared, his eyes full of fierce light.

"Senior, you are a person who cultivates Buddhism, so you naturally know more about things than ordinary people." I gritted my teeth, held on to the last glimmer of hope, and had the courage to explain to the old monk: "Even if I have what you said, that kind of demonic aura, have I done anything bad?" Just because I have the breath of demons in me, you are going to kill me? Do you think this is great compassion? ”

"Nonsense!" The old monk roared angrily: "No matter how good you are, don't try to escape from me!" ”

"I have a friend who is also a son of your Buddhist family, and he told me that if a person does good deeds, he is a Buddha, and if a person is evil, he is a demon, and the Buddha and the devil are not in the breath, but in the heart." I gritted my teeth and said, "Even if there is a demon, as long as this demon does not do evil and does good deeds, then it can be called a Buddha........"

"From the day I had this breath, I dare to say that I have not done anything bad, even if I do it with others, I have obvious compassion everywhere, and if I can not kill, I will not kill."

"When someone encounters difficulties, I can help them, and I have never done anything that violates my conscience, if so, you still mistakenly think that I am a demon, and I have to kill me, then I really have nothing to say."

Hearing my words, the old monk couldn't help but be stunned for two seconds.

He didn't speak, and he didn't continue to toss the evil man, but kept the posture of holding the evil man's arm with his hand, and looked at me motionlessly, as if he was thinking about something.

"If a person does good deeds, he is a Buddha, and if he is evil, he is .......a demon," the old monk said, as if he remembered something, and there was gradually a look of memory in his eyes.

After two seconds, he suddenly let go of the villain, took two steps back, and pulled a certain distance from us.

"The aura on your body is similar to that of those who blaspheme the gods, but not all." The old monk sighed: "It seems that my old eyes are dizzy, and I can't see the enemy's ....... clearly."

As he spoke, the old monk walked towards me.

In that process, I really wanted to go backwards, really, I didn't want to be next to this old monk at all.

With such an injustice....... It's too dangerous indeed.......

But my gut told me that if I retreated at this point, I would really die.

"How did those demonic qi on your body come from, can you tell me?" The old monk asked, walked in front of me, stopped, and quietly put his palm on my shoulder.

His right hand was cold, like an ice cube, and there seemed to be some slime on the surface, possibly sweat.

Anyway, I felt wet on my shoulders and it was uncomfortable.

"Have you ever heard of Gu?" I asked tentatively.

The old monk nodded, saying that Gu Dao was extremely famous, of course he had heard of it.

"In the Gu Sect, the Gu poison refined with one's own body has thousands of varieties, different effects, and the impact it can have on people is also strange." I sighed: "There is a Gu planted on my body, this kind of Gu is called Flesh Gu, it is specially planted on the flesh of a living person, and the breath on the body of the person who is planted with Gu will change, and finally it will become like me." ”

"You're a Gu Master?" The old monk asked me.

"I'm a descendant, but ...... The side hustle is Gu repair! I smiled and said, "It's barely half a Gu Master." ”

"That's ......."

The old monk nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, as if he was thinking about the truth of my words.

He was silent for about half a minute, and then he spoke: "You have also dealt with those blasphemous people?" ”

"I've dealt with each other, and you've fought to the death a few times." I whispered: "Although their beliefs are different from ours, their skills are really good, especially those who are in the lead, it is really difficult to deal with." ”

"Leader?"

The old monk said, as if he remembered something, and looked at me with a little surprise: "Those six blasphemers? ”

"You've dealt with them too?!" I was stunned: "I heard them say that those six people are the six prophets of the old religion, and several of them are still the children of your Buddhist family. ”

"Dealing?"

The old monk smiled, took his hands back, and slowly walked towards the statue of Shakyamuni with his hands behind his back.

"It's not just that I'm dealing with them, it's because those six people are ......."

"Are you trapped here?" I asked busily.

The old monk shook his head, walked to the futon where he was sitting cross-legged, sat down, looked at me from a distance, and said.

"I voluntarily stayed here, because this place is not clean, and the children of the Buddhist family need to guard it, if you let it go and let those people from the old religion come here to toss, it won't be long before there will be chaos in the outside world."

"What do you mean........" I looked at him in disbelief.

"It's not that I'm trapped by them, on the contrary, they want me to get out right away, and they want me to get out of here in their dreams."

I hesitated, but I couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell me why?" ”

The old monk nodded with a smile, raised his hand, and pointed to the stone brick floor in front of him.

"Under the temple of Supo, there is a monster suppressed, I say so, you should be able to understand."