Under the crooked neck tree in this village, there is a big bluestone, and the imam sat down slowly, as if he had a thousand catties of weight on his body, and finally saw a resting place, and he could put down the burden.

"O Allah! Deliver him from affliction, and we will praise you! The imam's hand stroked the top of Zhang Fan's head, and the surging holy light shone on Zhang Fan's head.

Zhang Fan struggled from the beginning, and then slowly calmed down, and the karmic fire on his body began to dim.

“…… Master, save me ......" Zhang Fan, who seemed to have a hint of soberness, suddenly let out a moan. In his eyes, he saw a little white light in the dark red wilderness, and in that light there was a wizened old Arab man, beckoning to him. The light was warm and soft, as if it could soothe all wounded hearts......

"Poor and confused people, there are always countless calamities on the road of faith, and you need someone to help you. However, you will also support others in the future, so that the good believers can continue to move forward......" The imam muttered with a pleasant face.

"I ......" Zhang Fan was confused and didn't know what to say.

"Do not commit tyranny in the name of righteousness, and do not be mocked by sinful people...... Otherwise, you'll burn yourself with this hell fire......" The imam casually pointed to the virtual image of the consul behind Zhang Fan, and saw a hellish karmic fire burning from the feet of the consul, and the consul seemed to be screaming angrily in the flames.

"If you violate others in the name of justice, you will eventually be slaughtered by the sword of justice......" The sword of justice in the hands of the consul actually rose on its own and penetrated his body through the chest of the archon's virtual image!

"While you despise sinners, you also have sin, and the code of justice will become your own shackles......" The code held in the hands of the archon broke two holes in the hands of the imaginary image, and then put it on the wrists of the archons like a heavy shackle!

Zhang Fan suddenly spewed karmic fire in his eyes again, and said in a deep voice: "I am the consul, and what I say is the code!" Let my people be proud of it and glorify me! Humble obedience to me! ”

"Glory? What could be more glorious than coming to Allah for goodness? Lowly? Is there anything more humble of us than before Allah? Everything in the world is illusory glory, but the selfish desires of our hearts make us arrogant! And to insult others in this way, so as to impose tyranny in the name of justice! ”

On the imam's fingers, the white holy light shimmered, and I saw Zhang Fan's virtual image of the consul constantly demonstrating the Roman consul's transformation from the democratic promulgation of the law and the governance of the people, to the later dictatorial rule, and the tyranny. Zuihou was killed by the rebellious people. In that scene, the consuls from the kind leader, to the impartial judge, to the arrogant ruler, to the dictatorial ruler, to the tyrannical monarch, to the prisoner on the guillotine, little by little, demonstrate the decline of a dynasty and the fall of a great human being!

Tears flowed from Zhang Fan's empty eyes, even though he was still controlled by the arrogant and tyrannical demon, he also understood the source of this original sin of selfishness and desire. I can't help but shed tears of fear, this is my own inability to resist the erosion of this desire for power, this is my own cry for longing to get rid of selfish desires! That little bit of holy light became a life-saving straw, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand to grab it, but it seemed to be getting farther and farther away, it was his greedy heart for power that was far away from help!

"Help me......" Zhang Fan muttered, sometimes showing an arrogant and hideous face, and sometimes a look of pleading and despair.

The imam looked at the young man in front of him who was struggling with the desire for power with pity, and his fingers cut a crack out of thin air. Inside that crack was a scene of hell, and countless sinful souls were struggling and wailing in the karmic fires of hell!

"Isn't it ridiculous that you have hellfire, but you don't know where it came from?!"

"Tell me......" Zhang Fan stared at the hell scene in the crack, and his heart stirred.

"That hellfire is the fire of these sinners' own desires, burning themselves out of thin air!" The imam pointed to the flames of hell and said to Zhang Fan, "Wherever there is a fire of hell, it is all made by the sinners themselves!" ”

The imam picked up a dried leaf under the tree and rubbed it between his fingers, "That sin is like a flame that has dried up a little good juice in the body, and if it becomes this dry sin, it will eventually turn into powder...... The leaf was crumpled into powder in the hands of this thin Arab old man, and was blown away by the wind and fluttered away from his fingers.

Zhang Fan seemed to be a little obsessed, staring at the debris of the dead leaves that were swept by the wind, as if he could see the trajectory of the wind, and seemed to grasp a trace of the natural path in his heart, which was another path of cultivation, which seemed to be somewhat similar to the Taoist path of Aken. But his thoughts were immediately recalled by the emaciated old Arab man in front of him......

"This sin is like this rootless leaf, contradictory and lifeless, but a spark of desire is burned. You see, the sinful beings in hell are not as fragile as these dead leaves! They will only survive for a while by sucking the water of kindness from other good people, and that person will become a dead leaf and sink forever......"

Zhang Fan listened to this wise old Arab man, his eyes gradually became clear, the evil seed in the human heart turned out to be the source of this karmic fire, no wonder it was fueled by bad karma. It's just that this karmic fire can burn itself as well as others. Only by seeing the source of this evil can we get rid of the suffering of this evil.

The karmic fire, which is the source of evil, is also the nemesis of bad karma, and it turns out that this evil is inherently contradictory, just like the withered leaves, which have no basis. And only good intentions can be moistened like water and enable it to exist. Pure evil cannot exist alone. Therefore, while this karmic fire burns the negative karma, it also strengthens itself, and the seeds of sin take root and sprout. And only by constantly watering it with good thoughts and dissolving it with wisdom can we truly control this dangerous flame.

Like that dangerous fire-player, he almost burned himself to death! Thinking of this, the dark red flame on Zhang Fan's body gradually blended with the white holy light, changing color. The karmic fire was no longer a dark red like blood, but breathed pulsating in the holy light, gradually transforming into a faint blue.

"Master, you ......" Zhang Fan's heart was clear at this time, he looked up at the old Arab man who had saved him, and his eyes showed deep gratitude, "I know what to do......

The imam smiled kindly and tiredly, "Good boy, I know you can be freed from the shackles of hellfire, I ......" He suddenly turned pale and fell staggeringly.

The surrounding light dimmed, and the chains of light that bound the archon's image broke and dissipated. The fierce spirits and demons suppressed by the holy light all moved their bodies and gathered around, as if they were about to tear the old Arab man to pieces.

Zhang Fan didn't seem to see these fierce spirits and monsters, he just hugged the old man's body and muttered, "The alliance sent an S-level cultivator, is it you?" ”

The old Arab man smiled tiredly: "What A-level S-class, it's all vain, I think I'm going to see Allah, you can do it yourself......" Before he finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, and his body slowly blurred in Zhang Fan's arms, gradually turning into powder like a crumpled dead leaf, and dissipating with the wind......

A holy light in the sky pierced through the layers of clouds and mist, and shone directly on the crooked neck tree where Zhang Fan and the old Arab man were. The holy light shone on Zhang Fan and the archon behind him, and the huge image showed a confused and then warm look in his eyes. That little bit of holy light slowly melted into the archon's virtual image, pulsating with the pale blue karmic fire.

The ethereal chant seemed to come from the distant sky, and the crooked-necked tree stretched out golden illusory vines, blooming huge flowers of beautiful gold and light blue, growing and spreading to the sky in the holy light.

When those fierce spirits and monsters approached the Holy Light, they let out a miserable howl as if they were being burned by the flames, turning into green smoke! The rest also retreated quickly, cowering in the corner from afar, not daring to show their faces.

And the old Arab man with a smiling soul bowed his head in the air to Zhang Fan, who was bathed in holy light, and rose to the high clouds under the guidance of a group of beautiful demon gods and angels, where there was a glorious gate to heaven, which was slowly opening......

When all this was over, Zhang Fan had no joy or sorrow in his heart, but the virtual image of the archon behind him kept changing his expression, or sadness, or sadness, or anger, or deep thought. It's just zuihou, who stayed on his face with a look of compassion, looking at the fierce spirits and monsters in front of him, the shackles of the code in his hand, the sword of justice inserted into his chest, and the raging karmic fire under his feet, still existed......

"You ...... All...... Come back......" Zhang Fan looked at the fierce spirits and monsters in front of him with compassion and muttered. I saw that the virtual image of the archon, who was imprisoned in shackles and tortured by flames and long swords, gradually turned into a pale blue star, collapsed, drifted away, and then turned into a flood of flames, swept away, and drowned the entire village!

The ferocious spirits and hell corpses, as well as the demonized people and ordinary humans possessed by the evil spirits, struggled in the illusory pale blue waves and flames, wailing, zuihou dissipating...... But what dissipates is only the sins from the bottom of hell and the spirit world, those ordinary human warriors, all unconscious on the ground, maybe when they wake up, they will think that it is just a murderous dream......

Now Zheng Zhang Fan's karmic fire seems to have a purifying function, and it is much stronger than the dark red karmic fire in the past. It is much more powerful than the Christianity or Islam of the Holy Light Purification! This new karmic fire contains both the ability of karmic fire to burn bad karma and the liliang purified by holy light, and the two complement each other, and are more powerful than when there is only one type of liliang. This powerful cultivator of Islam had the strongest Holy Light Technique, and he only imprisoned the fierce spirits and corpse monsters, but did not destroy them, and Zhang Fan finally decomposed them all with one blow, and by the way, purified all the fierce spirits that possessed ordinary warriors!