Chapter 66: The Demons Dance! (Ask for recommendation, ask for collection)

"And in the same way, this requires your mind and this grudge to fight each other, and every time you eliminate a grudge, your spiritual platform will be stabilized, and the power of your soul will be stronger. So as to make your Lingtai more complete, and when the light of the Lingtai appears, you can naturally open the light of the Lingtai and enter the realm of the Lingtai. ”

Xuan said bitterly, then turned around and walked towards a junction in this deep valley, surrounded by mountains.

"The heavenly dragon is the law, and King Kong leads the way. Thoughts are calamity, and thoughts are empty. You have long since dissipated between heaven and earth, why you will never forget. Today, I want to open the door of convenience and cross your lives. Amitabha. ”

The Buddha chanted, the mystical suffering at this moment, like the Buddha coming into the world, a body of Buddhism, boundless, endless Buddha light directly spread in his body and changed suddenly, making this moment look extremely solemn.

And as his words fell, in the deep valley, the heavens and the earth changed, and the wind surged. A moment ago, it was still green mountains and green waters, but in the blink of an eye, it was filled with a rich inky black atmosphere, making it a ...... A barren mountain purgatory.

"Justify, temper us? Exceeding us? Haha, big joke. Great monk, let's send you to the Elysian Demon Realm. ”

"Haha, ate him. I'm waiting to become a demon! ”

"There is a small one. Kids, let's go meat. ”

……

The endless harsh sound instantly resounded in the deep valley of the battle platform, and suddenly, a dark aura that could be recognized by the naked eye crossed the deep valley and filled the sky.

In Lin Yun's eyes, a murderous intent burst out.

Eliminate the evil, Chengguang's daily teachings, he remembered in his heart. The existence of this resentment not only caused Fang Cai to fight, but also caused heavy injuries to the disciples of Tantric Buddhism and Zen Buddhism. At this time, he wants to cause trouble, confusion and suffering, which shows that he has long been demonic.

"Presumptuous!"

Xuan Ku shouted, and the light of the Buddha around him was bright, reflecting the darkness in an instant, making countless incarnations of resentment who wanted to approach Xuan Ku's body disappear in an instant.

In an instant, countless screams came and went, but all the resentments that were close to the body of Xuan Suffering dissipated in this endless Buddha light.

The heavens and the earth are solemn, and the demons are dancing.

But where the Xuan Bitterness is, at this moment it is like a forbidden place, a place where the Buddha is right, and the grave of the souls of all demons and evil spirits, all evils will not invade.

At this moment, Xuan Ku is like entering a meditation, sitting cross-legged, standing in the void, but there are Sanskrit words chanting from his mouth, which is the mantra of death.

The mantra of the afterlife is like a net containing endless legal principles, overwhelming the sky and sweeping between, directly enveloping the scope of Xuan Ku, forming a huge net.

"Ahh

"What the hell is trying to melt my mind."

"The damn great monk actually wants to destroy us and others. Boys, rush me! ”

……

In an instant, patches of miserable shouts spread throughout the void. Because it is the transformation of resentment, it is already an evil ghost, and the scream at this moment is even more poignant and piercing, making people feel cold.

"Humph!"

And in the face of this wail, Xuan Ku snorted coldly, colorless and phaseless at this moment, as if entering a state of self-seeking. At the end of the mantra, it was the Jizo Sutra again, and in an instant, one after another supernatural power spread, making this endless resentment dissipate countless times again at this moment.

"Ji Shou is pure in heart, and there is no Buddha in Tibet. The southern world is full of incense clouds, fragrant rain flower clouds and flower rain. ”

The voice of Xuan Ku echoed in the deep valley, and with its Buddha voice, the entire space filled with scriptures, the sound of screams erupted on the ground.

"There are countless kinds of treasure rain and clouds, which are auspicious and solemn...... The celestial people asked the Buddha what the cause was, and the Buddha said that the Bodhisattva was there. ”

The voice of bitterness is still continuous, not bothered by the power of resentment, my Buddha is at ease, between the words, the power of countless resentment, dissipated.

Of course, thoughts are invisible, and resentment is even more formless, and it is full of space at the moment, not that a person has a grudge, but that every thought is a resentment. And what is attached to the mind of the deceased has not appeared at all.

Lin Yun ignored the front, and his heart was excited.

At this time, the dissipated resentment was a belief in Lin Yun's heart.

Isn't it the elimination of evil now?

But at the same time, there is a sense of alertness in my heart. Xuan Ku is Xuan Ku, that is a high monk in the immortal realm, and it is definitely not comparable to him today.

At this time, in Xuan Ku's hands, in the snap of his fingers, the resentment that disappeared from the ashes may be able to become his deadly force.

Therefore, at this moment, Lin Yun's heart is also not calm, he has never forgotten what Xuan Ku said, and he has remembered it in his heart. He once said that it would make his life worse than death.

Since Xuan Ku dares to assert, then this so-called resentment will definitely be able to reach this level.

It's just that now although this resentment is surging and sweeping the heavens and the earth, it has not been able to break through the boundless Dharma of mystical suffering, and the power of almost every verse will be blessed in the void, making the barrier formed by this boundless Buddha power more stable, but all the resentment that appears in this space is imprisoned in it.

"Ahh Great monk, are you excessive? It's clearly obliteration! The resentment has a spirit, and at this moment he opened his mouth and roared at Xuanku.

"The spirit of the dead also dares to talk to me about transcendence. Your essence has been dissipated for a hundred years, and now it is only a remnant of thought. An obsession gives rise to resentment, which is a disaster for the world. Nature is unforgivable, and to erase you is excess. Besides, if it is not a living being, how can it be erased? ”

Xuan Ku said lightly, and the light of jealousy appeared in a pair of eyes. But the words in his mouth did not stop.

"The three worlds have taken refuge together with the Bodhisattvas of the Ten Directions. I am here to plant good karma and praise the true merits of Jizo......"

It's still the Jizo Sutra.

As Xuan Ku said at this moment, to emulate the Bodhisattva King of Jizo, hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha.

And now, he wants to clear the grievances on this battle platform, the battle platform is not quiet, and he can't come out.

As soon as he thought of this, Xuan Ku sank into silence, reciting the true scriptures over and over again, and as his scriptures continued to be revealed, endless resentment turned into blue light and dissipated in heaven and earth.

But...... There are so many resentments that they are simply too numerous to count. Even though it is a web of scriptures, dense but not leaky, it is finally desperately struggled by this resentment and breaks free from a gap.

As soon as the gap was broken, there was naturally a powerful resentment that rushed out of it, and in an instant, the gap was torn even bigger, and then a stream of resentment continued to pour out from the gap in the Buddha net.

Without the shackles of the Buddhist net compiled by the scriptures, these resentments are like wild horses that have escaped from the leash, and for a while, they are like a group of demons dancing wildly! Between the endless resentments, he went straight to Lin Yun's place.

Persimmon should be checked and pinched, this truth is not only known to people, but these grievances are also understood, they dare not touch it, and Lin Yun is obviously a soft persimmon.