"Who?" Huzi was shocked.

He had been here for a long time, and the first time he heard someone say it, he should have been a little happy. But when he listens to the meaning of this, the person who comes does not look like a good stubble!

In response to Huzi's question, a demon-slaying vajra fell from the sky! Huzi heard the wind and flashed, and narrowly avoided it. The vajra was nailed into the ground three inches long, and the tiger could see what this thing looked like. This vajra is as dark as ink, divided into nine strands, and has eight fingers long. The carved patterns on it are complicated, and the surrounding golden light flows, which does not seem to be ordinary.

Huzi looked around cautiously, and the magic robe condensed by ghost fire was draped on his body. He didn't have a spell in his hand, and Miao Dao wasn't by his side, so there seemed to be no other way to do anything other than to control the evil spell and point at an unknown enemy.

After inspecting the circle, there was no trace of this thief who was secretly plotting, so Huzi had to move his eyes back to this vajra again.

Huzi was not very interested in those things in Buddhism, but by following Mr. Peng's side, he learned a little bit of knowledge. In Buddhism, the vajra is the magic weapon in the hands of the protector god "Secret Force". In the sutra lineage, there is no physical vajra, but it is a visual talisman that represents "great wisdom". With this "great wisdom", the bhikshus can break through the impenetrable mountains, or destroy the immeasurable suffering of sentient beings, and even destroy all heresies.

In Tantra, not only the physical shape of the vajra is shaped, but even in the mandala sea meeting, all the vajra deities hold the vajra. In this lineage, the vajra is the power of the emperor, which can break the obstacles of ignorance and delusion, inner demons and outer demons.

To put it bluntly, this thing is commonly believed in Tantric Buddhism, and is used to drive away evil spirits, and Tantric lamas use it to kill ghosts and subdue demons.

"Which great lama is this who is embarrassing the juniors?" Huzi shouted loudly. He figured out in his heart that if it was a misunderstanding, it would be convenient to open the words. Although the other party had already made a move, it was inevitable that he didn't see him swallowing the two Yang Gods that he decided that he was also a demon. It is better not to settle the dispute, but it is better not to do it, or not to do it. Besides, I finally met someone who could talk, and asked how to get out of here is the right thing.

"Which family are you from?" Although this voice was like thunder, it was erratic, and Huzi never found the direction of the person who spoke. You have neither Buddha mind nor Buddha nature, and you have swallowed my messenger of great compassion, what else can you deny? Come on! ”

This is said very politely, leaving no room for anything. But Huzi wondered, what is the "messenger of great compassion"? What he swallowed was clearly two detaining the sun gods who were detaining the living for the ghost domain, how did they become some kind of messengers?

Before he could figure it out, the vajra inserted into the soil not far in front of him vibrate. The brilliance is scattered and looks beautiful. Huzi didn't have the heart to appreciate it, the man said that he wanted to take his own life, and this magic weapon must be extremely dangerous for him to use.

Huzi hurriedly withdrew, and when he retreated two feet away, the vajra burst open and shattered into a piece of scum. The scum fell to the ground, turned into a faint black mist, and flew up. At this time, Huzi realized that this was not a real thing at all, it was a kind of magical power formed by the gathering of aura mana!

This black fog was windless and gradually dispersed. This thing must not be easy to get along with, and the tiger doesn't dare to let it get wet, so he can only dodge backwards and retreat again and again.

Ordinary fog, the wider the spread, the lighter it should be, but the black fog is more and more dispersed and thicker. Originally, it was still a wisp, and I couldn't see any battles, but this shop was scattered, and even Huzi couldn't see through what was in it!

Suddenly, a beast roared, like a wolf and a tiger. A behemoth with a fishy wind jumped out of the black mist and swooped towards the tiger!

Huzi had long been wary of what the other party was doing, and this monster pounced out, which was also expected. Huzi's magic robe was raised, condensed into a knife, and one side of the body gave way to the monster's pounce, and then slashed it with a knife, and the thing was cut in two with one knife.

"Is that all there is to it?" Huzi is also a broken jar, since the other party has made up his mind to live and die with him, there is no need for him to save face for the other party. Talking good things to people, Huzi is clumsy, and he doesn't leave any affection when he scolds people.

"Guts and rats, when you came out of a decent family, it turned out that you were also a monk who controlled evil things." Huzi raised his voice a little louder, "If I am an evil demon, you and I are only half a catty." Although I'm not very old, I have two points of courage, unlike you, who can only use some small tricks that can't be put on the table somewhere. I said you can't be too stumbling to see people hide their heads and tails, right? ”

"The world is confused," the man actually replied, sounding that he was not provoked by the tiger, "If you don't transcend the eight sufferings, you won't be able to become a Buddha after all." Evil ghosts? God Buddha? Wise? Foolish? Man? Brute? It's all living beings. The hypocrites will cross the Dharma by themselves, and those who are evil like you should be destroyed. ”

A large part of the reason why Huzi hates these students is because they never speak well, but they like to play with people. After typing the Zen language, I won't explain it to you, let you guess for yourself. In the end, you guessed something, as long as you can figure it out, it's all right, and the words are divided into two ends and both ends will be blocked for you.

If you use these evil techniques, you are purifying sentient beings, and others are using them as demons and demons? Anyway, this rule is set by himself, how to say and how to calculate, not by his own pleasure?

Huzi sneered, pinched his hands and made a trick - in the fight just now, he tried to figure out a little bit of the other party's weight - and shouted in his mouth: "Come on, monk!" If you have any ability, just use it with your little grandfather, let me weigh how many catties and taels you have. ”

"Hubris and ignorance! The Dharma is boundless, how can you see it? ”

With this angry rebuke, the black mist surged, and countless hoarse, roaring, and moaning were mixed together, which was breathtaking. When the nearby tiger heard the noisy sound, he only felt that the magic robe on his body was about to be stripped off from his body and turned back into a yin fire.

Good skills! Huzi sighed secretly in his heart, and changed another magic decision in his hand, and the clear stream on the spirit platform gushed out, overflowing to the whole body, only to get rid of the magic sound coming out of the black mist.

"Boom" ......

The black mist dissipated, and it actually made the earth tremble twice. This scene in front of him frightened Hu Zi almost dissipated the magic robe again—two or three miles as far as the eye could see, and the area that was shrouded in black fog before was now densely packed with evil beasts and demons!

Most of these "dirty things" are missing arms and legs, either just starting to rot, or the flesh on their bodies is almost rotten. In a pair of eyes, there are small dark green flames, and at a glance, it seems that it is the third watch in the middle of the night, and it is like being targeted by a large group of wolves!

Such an evil thing that doesn't even have its own spiritual wisdom is just a simple condensation of yin energy and obsession, not even a ghost, but just a "thought", and Huzi has always been ignored. It is said that it is one or two, even if it is one hundred and eighty, Huzi can clean it all up with all his strength.

But in the end, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good tiger can't stand up to a pack of wolves. This is a large black area in front of me, and I can't see the edge. It is said that it is like the hero Zhao Zilong, like Changbanpo seven in and seven out, Huzi is not without this idea, but if he is not careful, he will not be able to get out if he is trapped in it, that is the end of his soul!

Turn around and run? No way! There is also an adversary who does not know the depth of the secret watching him. The so-called "one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion", now if you don't catch up, your courage will fall three points first, and when you wait until the open fire is fighting with the real sword and the real gun, this little bit of weakness in your heart is a cover door.

Afraid of him? Seeing that all these ghosts were rushing up towards him, Hu Ziya bit his heart and scolded, "I, your ancestor", and used the magic to transform into a demonic appearance, and rushed into it!

Flesh and blood are rolled, and yin qi is diffused! Every time a hammer falls, a lot of "thoughts" dissipate into yin and anger. None of these people are the enemies of the tiger. But these evil things seem to be endless! If one is killed, two will pounce on it, break up a pair, and more evil creatures will climb on the back of the tiger.

One by one, layer after layer, the dense evil ghosts turned out to be the evil ghost statue of the tiger incarnate, and it was covered tightly. This is not the end, there are still more evil ghosts pressing up, and it is as if they have gathered into a mountain and crushed the tiger in it!

"It's not small, but it's not enough." The sound of the tin rod knocking on the ground came, and a big monk dressed in dirty clothes walked in front of the "Evil Ghost Mountain", and proclaimed the Buddha's name and bowed deeply, "Nan has no great wish to hide the king of the Bodhisattva." You are guilty of not being able to get to the Western Elysium, so let me give you a ride. Attachment to the mind in the world is nothing more than suffering and sin, and the soul is scattered, which may be a good destination. ”

One after another, the humanoid demons crushed on the mountain of corpses, turning into pools of blood, and only the skulls remained, undamaged. The skulls flew up one after another, hovering in mid-air and arranged in an orderly manner, looking from a distance like a rosary made of a string of human skulls.

"Nan no Great Wish Jizo King Bodhisattva!"

The monk shouted the Buddha's name again, and an illusion the size of a mountain of corpses appeared out of thin air, and it was an angry-eyed King Kong. This Vajra, the heaven and earth, broke free from the rosary beads made of one hundred and eight human skulls with his palm, and slowly moved.

Suddenly, from the bottom of the corpse mountain, the blue fire rose to the sky, reflecting the color of the heavens and the earth. "Boom", the sound shook the sky, a law heaven and earth, the first born with a single horn, a demon with four arms, this corpse mountain rose from the ground, and the double hammer waved the human head rosary in mid-air, and smashed it!

The evil things that make up the mountain of corpses have been burned clean by the yin fire. Looking at it again, this evil ghost statue only has the upper body, and the lower body has changed into a stream of yin qi, wrapped around the body of a young man directly below it.

"Thief bald donkey, but are you willing to show up?"

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