The Buddha was not a true Buddha, he was obsessed with Buddhism, thinking that if he understood allusions, he would be able to understand reason, he read a lot of books, spent a lot of time meditating, and also lost the six desires. However, the only thing he can't let go of is the appetite, greedy for food. The Buddha liked to eat human flesh, he found it delicious and delicious, and those who eat it were particularly addicted, and if they did not eat for a day, they would feel uncomfortable. So, since the Buddha came to power in the southern city, he has eaten a lot of people. Perhaps because of this, the heavens sent divine punishment, and the Buddha's physique deteriorated day by day.

He was weak and weak, and he was no longer able to fight in close quarters, sitting cross-legged in the center of the temple, and could set up magic skills to ambush intruders, but he could not take the initiative to kill others. This is undoubtedly a weakness, and in order to make up for the loophole, the Buddha used evil thoughts as a medium and real people as sacrifices to summon a realistic fake body. Although the fake body is far less Taoist than the real body, it is better than being physically strong and able to go out and act independently. The success rate of this technique is not high, so these days, the Buddha kills while eating. What is the Buddha nature? His hands are full of fishy light.

The Buddha didn't eat fast, chewing and swallowing slowly was quite particular about health preservation, but there is only so much human flesh, and there is always a head when you eat slowly. Halfway through eating, the Buddha stopped with his chopsticks, leaned over a little, and saw a flame. The flame is pure in color, wrapped in a feverish one. It is like a tenacious weed, which has never withered in the wilderness. The Buddha was amazed, because he had noticed that the fire was unusual since Zhan Tao stepped on the temple street.

Black smoke suddenly rose from the chest and abdomen of the corpse, and the thick and pungent mist swept wildly, and the image of the giant demon appeared, and the sound of teeth and claws was terrifying. The wind was howling, the Buddha's monk's clothes trembled, his eyes were half-open, his hands were making Dharma seals, and the water in the tank was withdrawn and turned into a wall of water in front of him. The two big demons slammed violently, and the water wall rippled and surged, but it never broke. The Buddha's ruddy face turned pale, he looked at the black qi coldly, and shouted, "Monster, don't stop?!"

The water wall dissolves at the moment, like a big flood entering the city, the stone wall of the temple paper windows is washed down, the roof is also lifted, and the flood is pressed against the Buddha with a majestic momentum. The old monk was weak and seemed vulnerable to the monstrous flood, but the truth was that he sat on a futon, drifting with the radical current, rising and falling like fallen leaves.

The Gu carving was ferocious, and as soon as the sound roared, one swooped down, broke the beam and pecked at the old monk, and the small temple was completely bulldozed. In the face of endless killing intent, the Buddha did not panic for half a minute, the Buddha light around him was even stronger, and two fingers poked out in the air. It's like catching Zhantao's knife, this time, he held the beak of the Gu carving.

The Buddha said loudly, "When I ambush you, with the eagle as a horse and the snake as a soldier, I'm afraid that the dark feather will not be able to help me!"

The Gu eagle was in pain, screamed, and was thrown out by the Buddha like a discus, but fortunately, the land boundary was empty and did not destroy the houses. The two demons were originally based on Zhan Tao, but now he only has one breath left, and he can no longer provide spiritual power circulation loops for demons, and their abilities are naturally greatly limited. The Buddha had already stood up from the futon, he wiped his hands with water, and some more on his face, he looked in a good mood, and he probably finished sweeping.

No, the guy is still alive.

Zhantao, who was eaten by the Buddha, only had his body and bones left, and he was still alive, partly because of the fire, and partly because he simply wanted to live. Yes, he didn't want to die, and the desire to live provided him with a vigorous vitality. His obsessions, his demands, have become ropes in the deep well, and he may not be able to climb up, but he will never let go.

The Buddha was a little displeased, since he took charge of the southern city, he thought that all living beings above the southern city were under his control, whether it was life or death, it was all his thoughts. This is the supreme right built after the birth of the [C Authority], and he, as the only [Apostle] in the southern city, should enjoy this power authority. All the rebels, either killed or eaten.

The fire that burned with his hair still shows no signs of extinguishing, it is a relic of the flood era, and it is also the heart fire of Zhantao, only if it burns, Zhantao will not really die. Knowing this, the Buddha summoned a great wave and slapped it at the insignificant flame, only the sound of the water could be heard, and when the tide faded, the flame continued to glow stubbornly and unaffected.

The Buddha was furious, and his hands kept moving, and they were getting faster and faster, only to see the wind and the waves raging. The Buddha stared intently, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and he saw a figure in the great waves, and the rapid flow of water did not affect the steady pace of the man. As soon as the man's hand reached forward, the curtain opened, revealing a pair of clean, young eyes, and then a face with flame lines on either side of his cheeks. Everywhere you pass, the water is roasting, and you can see that there is a clear white gas.

The Buddha retreated in horror and said with a smile, "I didn't think you would still live." ”

"I've always existed. Zhan Tao smiled and opened his hand and said in a hugging posture, "I am everywhere." ”

The Buddha's face stiffened, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was no Buddha to speak of. Zhan Tao's words fell, and at the moment, sparks flew in his body, turning into countless sparks, and a cluster of flames was a doppelganger. The Buddha has a true and false body, and fire can also set the prairie on fire and scatter sparks. In the shallow water, dozens of people walked, and they all had the same movements with different faces. Each of them had a knife in his hand, and it was a very simple but very sharp knife. The crimson of [Tinder] blends into the brown shadow of [Guillotine], and the mysterious and colorful colors converge.

Look at the color, it is clearly a [guillotine] full of strength, but when did he prepare? No, he has been preparing, since he climbed out of the manhole cover and walked out of the street, he has been accumulating strength.

This time, the Buddha did not hold it up, he took three steps back, stomped lightly, took out a black stone from his sleeve, and crushed the stone without hesitation. In an instant, there was a trace of ripple shaking in the stable space, and the pottery knife was not raised, but he felt a shock in his heart, and the sea was shocked. The inconspicuous stone that glows blue is naturally a [magnet], and it turns out that the correct way to use it is to crush it externally.

[Magnet] can control people's thinking, guide people's thoughts, and after crushing, its effect is even more wonderful - it can dominate fate and tamper with the trajectory of fate. Fate is something that cannot be seen or touched, you think it exists, it exists, you think you have changed your life, but in fact it is still in the cycle of numerology. The Magnet is also called the Star Stone in Heaven because it comes from the starry sky, which is far more vast and magnificent than the Heavenly Kingdom, and even the Heavenly Father dreams of one day being able to glimpse the truth.

Zhan Tao's brain was empty, and his offensive options were modified, and he aimed his knife at himself in turn, not only in his body, but also at his body.