Chapter Ninety-Three: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot
Or that he has always hated monks, and he doesn't want to die if he has his heart robbed, you don't know what he's insisting on.
What is Randen insisting on, he understands very well in his own heart, although he has lost that organ at this moment, but many times, things do not necessarily have to be put in mind.
"Donor, the old man advises you to put down the butcher's knife one last time and become a Buddha on the spot. "Lighting the lamp is still polite and ceremonial.
He looked at the old monk and smiled, "I don't have a knife, what do you want me to put down?"
Ran Deng looked at him and stopped talking, and Dongyue, who was being held hostage, didn't look at the monk, but just looked at the heavy snow above and was a little distracted, not knowing if there was heaven and earth in this place.
Qi Nian was stared at by the burning lamp for a while, there was something in the monk's eyes, as if there was nothing, light as a pool of clear water, there was no wind, and he didn't move, just when he looked at the monk in a daze, the corpse Jiu in the distance howled again, "Big brother! The prodigal son will not change his money! Learn from me! You see how good I am now!"
As soon as he finished shouting a few words, he was turned around and smashed his cheeks, and the words of the corpse nine were clearly antithetical, and he woke up from his stunnedness, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly, and there was no time to speak, and his hands were forced, and Dongyue, who was still watching the scenery, was made to scream by him, and his head was full of cold sweat.
I don't like to chat with people, but it's a pity that I'm seduced and still talk so much, and now I don't have time, I can't be dragged to death by these guys, what do they want to do I don't know, since you want to kill Lao Tzu here, then Lao Tzu will let this infinite realm disappear from now on.
The big devil did what he said, seeing that the wind rose in an instant, and the heavy snow almost covered the main part of the world, and it was almost impossible to see the face of the person at a distance of ten centimeters, and for a while, the snow valley in the Infinite Realm became a disaster place.
The wind swept the blizzard, swept in from all directions, everyone couldn't hear what each other was saying, all the figures were covered by the blizzard almost instantly, the sight fell into chaos, the body fell into a roll, the weightless Shaoqing lost the grip of the hand behind him, and he couldn't control his body, he was swept away by the blizzard, his body was almost torn into several sections, and the heart of the painful boy died.
It seems that he has launched his final offensive, he wants to completely destroy this piece of heaven and earth, it seems that he also has that ability, even the ten halls of Yama have not been able to stand in such a situation, I don't know where he was swept up, and the only one who can stand in front of the young man is the burning lamp.
Looking at the monk, the young man's face was a little depressed, but he didn't want to say anything to this monk, just looked at him, and the lamp also looked at him, looking at each other speechlessly, Dongyue, who was still strangled by the young man, looked at their virtue and was also depressed, what the is it, do you still have the heart to look at it here?
I day.
Eventually, the lamp's hands were folded in front of his chest again, his eyes were closed, his head was lowered, and something was silently recited in his mouth.
He knows what tricks he wants to use, and he doesn't know those things in Buddhism, but at this time, what can he do to him, who can be called a Buddha, you want to kill him, it's not a simple thing, it seems to be more difficult than this guy in his hand.
"Damn, are you looking down on me?" Dongyue glared at a pair of big eyes, and his mouth was filled with a mouthful of snow dregs.
Mi Nian looked at the person in his arms, the smile on his face became more and more obscene, Dongyue was really embarrassed by him, closed his eyes and didn't want to speak anymore, but Mi Nian had a final affection for him at this time, "Dongyue, it's time to end, right?"
Hearing this, Dongyue didn't open his eyes, not because he didn't want to open them, but because he couldn't open them, he couldn't see the hand that had touched his chest, so he could only mutter, "Hey, hey, Lao Tzu's heart is not there!"
Ignoring him for a long time, he continued his behavior, and Dongyue was even more impatient, "I said that you can't change your tricks, what's the benefit of digging people's hearts all day long, you don't fry and don't fry, dig it out and waste it?!"
He still didn't care about him, his black mist-like hand was already embedded in that body, and Dongyue's entire body sank for a moment, gritting his steel teeth, "Do you believe that Lao Tzu died with you?"
I still don't care about him, I don't know what the heart of a person who is an emperor is like, or does he have a heart?
"Lao Tzu has no heart!" Dongyue kicked him hard below, while looking at the monk who was still chanting mantras over there, he had already said not to let him come, what else can he do besides chanting scriptures?
What the lamp can do is not something that anyone can predict, compared to the Jin Cicada who has just taken over, his old-timer is definitely a lot stronger, and he can already see it at the moment when his whole hand is embedded in Dongyue's body.
was hit in the head by a Buddha seal, it was a fatal blow, compared to the brick of Yama before, but it is a heaven and an earth, what kind of divine power does Buddhism have, even the lamp itself is not clear, anyway, it is to do his best, kill people to kill, Lao Tzu has not killed people.
The Buddha said: It is the dead who die, and the virtue is acceptable.
You deserve to die.
Burning the lamp looked at the person whose head was pressed by the Buddha seal, a pair of water-like eyes were still colorless, Dongyue, who got out of the hands of the young man, touched his chest, and his heart palpitated, even though he really didn't seem to have a heart.
"That's good. Seeing that the snowstorm had eased, Dongyue had to praise the people next to him.
Burning the lamp standing in the local area and still clasping his palms together, the young man who was killed by the triple Buddha seal was obviously in pain, and the old man who ran back from a distance frowned when he looked at the guy inside, "My uncle, dare to touch my master, you don't want to fucking live?!" As he spoke, he was about to rush up and kick him to death, but he was tripped by Dongyue below, and fell into the snow nest and couldn't get up for a while.
Is it a year to be subdued, Dongyue and Randen were speechless, when they came back, they looked at the guy who was sealed in the Buddha seal, originally thought that this disaster was over, everyone was in a good mood for a while, even the corpse Jiu who was still trapped on the snow wall thought that his eldest brother was finished, and he was depressed for a while, I have been preparing for so long, and it is over?
Why does God always play tricks on people like this, who the hell is good and who is evil?
If you can be nice to us from the beginning, will we be able to go this far?
My day, my day, my day!