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Fa Ming and Fu Nian, the master and apprentice, one standing, the other sitting, looking at each other speechlessly.

"Ugh..."

After a long time, Fa Ming sighed and broke the deadlock.

"The Black Tiger Tribe, the holy beast Black Tiger, seems to be an ancient demon seed, but in fact it is just raised by the former Huineng Patriarch, two ordinary psychic beasts, only because they have eaten the demon blood crystals transformed by the demon blood that washed the golden body, so they were used by the ancestor to protect the golden body..."

"Whoever cultivates the Bodhi Dharma and has obsessions in their hearts will be guided by the darkness..."

"I want to make that tiger subdued..."

"It's not a whim..."

"Instead, he was guided by the same demonic thoughts..."

"Just because you have subdued the tiger, you can take away its demonic thoughts and make yourself obsessed... Demonized..."

"The heart subdues the demonic thoughts, and the common people are spent..."

"Fu Nian apprentice, when you hear this, you can understand the meaning of this Dharma name for your teacher..."

"That Bodhi Fa-rectification is not uncultivable, it's not that you don't want to cultivate, it's that you can't cultivate..."

"It's just because this so-called Bodhi Dharma is not only the method of attaining fruition, but also the method of seeking demons..."

"If you want to get Bodhi, you must first subdue the demon..."

"If you want to be a Buddha, you must first become a demon..."

"After the worst evil, the best is preserved..."

"This is... Dharma!!

"Ahem..."

As soon as the words fell, Fa Ming suddenly coughed violently twice.

Looking closely, the Lingtai Protector who used to dominate the world, the pale and powerless face of the old man was actually three points more prosperous than when ordinary mortals were old.

Crumbling, disillusioned.

Fa Ming's words still did not stop, and continued to sound.

"The Buddha is born because of the devil, the demon is attached, and the heart has an obsession, so the Dharma Bodhi is corrected..."

"It's just that if you have an obsession in your heart, even if you have cultivated the Fa-rectification, how can you attain Bodhi..."

"And if there is no attachment in the mind, what is the use of having that bodhichitta..."

"Fu Nian, you don't understand, from the moment you cultivated the Fa, you were destined to enter the Demon Dao..."

The lights are turned off, and the reflection is reflected in the hearts of the people.

The sound of Buddha is bursting, and the disturbing people's thoughts are restless.

"It turns out... I'm in a spell...!"

Muttering, muttering.

Fu Nian kept repeating this sentence in his mouth.

"No... I don't believe that on the day when all the demons are subdued, I will attain the Dharma Bodhi, and if I descend to all the demons, I will definitely attain the Dao Bodhi..."

Babbling stupid, stupid babbling, at the moment is crazy.

"Ugh..."

"In vain,... I have a method that can turn demons into Buddhas, and you are willing to learn it..."

"What law..."

The appearance of Fu Nian is a little chaotic, a little crazy, a little crazy, a little bitter, a little annoyed, and a little stupid... With the devil.

And when Fa Ming saw this, he was full of helplessness and bitterness.

After being silent for a long time, he muttered:

"Open the bodhicitta eye, three thousand troubles turn into affection..."

"Building the heavens status card, heaven's will is like a knife cutting Huafa..."

"Follow the gods and Buddhas, go all your obsessions, and achieve the Dharma Bodhi..."

"This method, three thousand love silk slashing method!"

"Three Thousand Emotions Silk Slashing Method...!!"

"It's just, Fu Nian'er... , are you willing to throw away you for the sake of the Buddhas... An obsession..."

.........

"Leave me obsessed?!"

When hearing this, Chen Yan had a different feeling.

Somehow, this time, he had... The right to choose.

From the day he was born, he became a fuyi.

Accompanied by a thousand years, a lifetime of everything, as if it were yesterday.

For a long time, Chen Yan couldn't choose, just experienced,

Because, for more than 1,400 years, no matter what he does, Fu Nian has his own choice.

From start to finish, from start to finish.

Today, Fu Nian gave up the right to choose to Chen Yan.

Just because, this time, he didn't want to choose.

"The position of God and Buddha, the heart of Bodhi..."

"Or... That lifelong attachment..."

"What the hell should I choose..."

"yes, what the hell are you choosing..."

"What the hell are you choosing..."

The picture is still, and the heavens and the earth are shattered.

Fa Ming, the Dharma Temple, Lingtai Temple, Bodhi Pavilion, Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, Golden Body Treasure Statue, Holy Beast Demon Bone, all of these things disappeared at this moment.

"The position of God and Buddha, the heart of Bodhi..."

"Or that lifelong attachment..."

"What the hell are you... Which one to choose!"

Between the silence and the void, only the voice of questioning from heaven and earth remained.

As this voice sounded, Fu Nian, or Chen Yan, appeared in front of him, two different doors.

One is high above, and the other is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

One is ruthless and thoughtless, and the other is demonic thought.

"Is it to abandon obsession and choose to be the ruthless and thoughtless, high Buddha..."

"It's better to keep the obsession, and wait to become the demon who has been grudging and obsessed with resentment for a long time..."

"What the hell am I... What should I choose?!"

After a burst of muttering.

After being silent for a long time, a burst of divine light burst out in Chen Yan's eyes.

He suddenly remembered the past of his life in the past thousand years.

"Bow your head and cultivate your life for a thousand years, just for a thought in your heart..."

"If you don't have that attachment, what kind of thoughts do you talk about..."

"It's not my intention to cut off all the green silk, and I want to become a demon with a bowing head..."

"What about the devil, in my life... No regrets!"

"Crackling..."

The voice fell, and the void shattered like a mirror.

Immediately afterwards, the background changed, and Fu Nian's old figure reappeared in front of Chen Yan.

Merely... Unlike any of the previous thoughts, the thoughts were dressed in black and red robes, with red beards and red eyebrows, but they were completely different from every thought they had seen before.

"You're really... No regrets?!"

Red Void, Black and Red Fu asked rhetorically, and then, he looked at Chen Yan and slowly spoke:

"Do you know that if you make such a choice today, your master will die because of you in the future..."

"Do you know that if you make such a choice today, the Sumeru Lingtai will die because of you in the future..."

"Do you know that after today, when you become a demon, you will personally slaughter your master Fa Ming and all the monks on this spiritual platform..."

"Resentment arises from demons, demons arise from the heart, and you become demons because of attachment, and you have to bear this resentment..."

"If you can't bear it, you will sink forever...!"

"At this point, I want to ask, all this, are you really... No regrets?!"

"I'm really... Do you have no regrets..."

The voice sounded, it seemed to be Chen Yan, and it seemed to be Fu Nian.

Between the voids, there was a voice, unable to tell who it was, and began to talk to itself incessantly, repeating this question.

And this question is not only asked by Chen Yan.

It's even more of a thought.

Whether it was he... It's still him.

... are asking.

"Once, you chose to become a demon with obsession, but in the end you were immersed in that resentment and couldn't extricate yourself..."

"Killed the teacher, destroyed the temple, and slaughtered all the beings in the Lingtai..."

"All this, you really... No regrets..."

.........

"yes! I'really... Do you have no regrets..."

In the Fuhu Cave, Fu Nian was empty, and his mouth kept whispering, repeating the same sentence.

"Bow your head and cultivate your life, and ask for the Buddha with one thought..."

"On the Lingtai Sumeru, before the green lantern Buddha seat, spend a thousand years..."

"In the end, all this, because of this... A thought, and the smoke is gone!"

"I'm really... Do you have no regrets..."

Thinking of this, Fu Nian's heart couldn't help but flash a trace of speculation.

He was wondering, what he had no regrets about was Chen Yan today, or what he thought about at the beginning...

Today, I don't realize that tens of thousands of years have passed, and I am afraid that he doesn't even know what he thinks in his heart.

Somehow, Fu Nian suddenly remembered the shortest period of his long life.

The most short, but the most happy.

"Perhaps, that demon has no regrets, but the old man really regrets..."

"It's just that the old man who repented never chose to be attached to it in the first place, and he became a demon..."

"The old man repented... It was the obsession that gave birth to the year and made a vain judgment of immortality..."

"Bow in the forest, chant on the spiritual platform, and chant for a thousand years... Eventually become a demon!"

"In this life, Lao Qu was originally a fault..."

"Whether it's a demon or a Buddha, if there is an afterlife, the old man has nothing else to ask for, he would rather be a mortal in a lifetime..."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hate..."

"Survive the hardships of the dust... Taste the joy of the world..."