Chapter 592: Compassion

At such a time, Shuli could no longer speak in any case.

Yifeng sank down and thought about this problem with his heart, he had no intention of becoming a myth from the beginning, but the vigorous war of the Great Wu Kingdom, Buddhism and Taoism were in a difficult situation, before the establishment of the Wind Roar Army, the Buddhist and Taoist forces in various states were surrounded by heavy sieges, on the verge of being beaten and destroyed.

In order for the Buddha to trude through the quagmire of this war, someone must make the most important plan and the ultimate goal, and someone must call on them to gather strength and direct them to advance along the war plan in order to reach the ultimate goal.

But in fact, it was this kind of call and command that made them lose their way, and what they saw was not the Buddhism and Taoism that Yifeng insisted on and believed in, but only the person who charged into battle, was invincible, and could release the great supernatural power that shocked the heavens and the earth.

Yifeng did not fail to guide them to pursue morality, but the aura of Buddha, the convoker, the spiritual leader of Buddhism, the commander of the Wind Roar Army, and so on, covered the Buddhism and morality that he pursued and believed in - that kind of compassionate mind.

Saving Buddhism is to save the lives of Buddhist monks, and it is also to preserve the fire of Buddhism and morality in the world, so as to benefit more Buddhist disciples in future generations.

Heaven is the way of heaven, the way of the Buddha, and the morality of the Buddha, and man, that is, mortals, all mortals.

However, everyone had no time to care about it at all, and they also took the initiative to ignore the direction of morality that Yifeng waved his arm to, and only saw the image of the person standing on the top of the Buddhist path of the Great Martial Country.

Originally, Yifeng wanted to ignite more fires of faith, but looking back, all the fires were just fragile small flames, which could not withstand the storm at all, and when they were extinguished by the wind and rain of war, they immediately ignited it again from Yifeng's body, but they didn't want to use faith and morality as their burning oil, they just wanted to use the burning power from Yifeng's body.

Such a fire, without faith and morality as fuel, cannot be sustained, and it will not be able to withstand the brilliance of another storm.

The image they saw of the top of the Buddha path raising their arms and shouting was a kind of conjecture that had lost its human essence.

If we want to stifle this abnormal atmosphere formed by the loss of reason and the loss of moral faith, then we must crush the glorious image in their imagination, break the perfect image, and ruthlessly shatter their illusions, so that Yifeng can become a human again, and let morality replace the position that shines with blazing light!

Yes, that's it!

So, Yifeng raised his head and looked at them with a more determined look, he saw the hundreds, thousands of monks, and ten thousand monks who were still talking about Elder Jueyi's words, but he was also pleased to see the Buddhist monks who remained rational and silent in this hot atmosphere.

Yifeng's efforts were not completely in vain, because these Buddhist monks who remained sane and silent, they saw the faith that he held on to, not his people.

The power of the wind stirred up his chest, blended into the majestic spiritual power, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoists, please listen to me!" ”

The sound was like a bell, drowning out everyone's discussions, and the howling of the wind outside the tent suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes were focused on Yifeng.

Yifeng looked at them and said slowly: "Elder Jueyi, fellow Daoists, if you think you are following me, then you are wrong, I can tell you very clearly, follow me, you will fall into the abyss, follow the Buddha's path and morality, and you will be able to attract the light of the Buddha's righteous path." ”

Yifeng untied his cuffs and flipped the sleeves up, revealing two arms, the arms were extremely black, and in the meridians on the arms, streams of black gas squirmed like small snakes hidden under the flesh and skin of his arms, exuding bursts of strange fragrances, and smelling it made people feel a coldness soaked in the bones, as if flowing with a strong killing intent.

When everyone saw his dark arm, they were shocked.

He looked at everyone and said in a deep voice, "Do you know what this is? ”

No one answered, they had never seen such a strange sight on a human body.

Yifeng said calmly: "You don't know, then I'll tell you, this is Shura magic." Once, for the first time, I met Solomon's two great asuras, one named Xiao Ji and the other called Yu Luo. On the night they first met, they controlled tens of thousands of innocent victims into madness, attacking us like walking corpses, and in the end they killed each other, devouring each other, extremely bloody and cruel, just to forcibly improve their cultivation for the two Shura.

"Thousands of people died tragically in front of my eyes, at that time, I was just a teenager fledgling little monk, that scene was deeply engraved in my mind, and became the source of every nightmare I have since then.

"The source of the supernatural power they released is the Shura karma generated by their cultivation of the Shura Dao, which is vicious and vicious, but I tell you, this Shura karma is just the cultivation of mortals, and on my arm is the Shura magic power personally injected by the Shura Heavenly King of the Eightfold Demon Heaven, which is ten million times more violent and cruel than their Shura karma, and its power is strong enough to be comparable to the boundless mana from the Buddha that you can't imagine, but it is just a dark power that is completely opposite to it."

All the Buddhist monks were silent, they couldn't imagine how strong that kind of power was, in the eyes of many people, the cultivation of Buddhism to the Mahayana realm would reach the sky, and the strength of their strength was already rare in the world, with this strength, it was not a problem to cross the entire Great Martial Kingdom.

They couldn't imagine what a powerful realm it would be if there was a power infused by the Heavenly Gods and Buddhas, or even the boundless mana blessings of the Buddha who were completely unbelievable.

Now their Buddha has this kind of power, but it is the power of Shura Demon Heaven, the sworn enemy of the Buddha Realm, such a powerful power is not something that mortals can withstand at all, and they have also heard that some Solomon Shura Shura has been infused with Shura's magic power, but they have never heard of it and can survive, all of them have become demons wandering in the mortal world.

This power is so powerful that it can make them feel even more terrifying.

Yifeng looked at them and said lightly: "This is just the tip of the iceberg in the thousands of strange disasters that happened to me, from the beginning of my birth to the present, I have suffered many disasters and endured countless pains and sufferings to get to where I am today."

"You say that I am a Buddha, but in fact I am not, I am just an outcast of the Buddha realm, and I am used as a tool to save the mortal Buddha's path. Let me tell you, the gods and Buddhas of the Heavenly Buddha Realm have long known that the Buddhas sent down to complete this mission will be my fate!

"They know that the Shura of the Demon Heaven has always coveted the wisdom power of my divine soul in the shadows, and they will demonize me by any means, frame, poison, invade and even trade, I don't know how many times I have escaped under their hands, but my eyes and arms are still infused with the magic of Shura, and the magic of Shura can never be eradicated.

"I'm just an ordinary Buddhist monk who has been riddled with holes, and the magic power of Shura in my body may make me a murderous demon at any time, you may die tragically under my hands at any time, and you may be dragged into the demon heaven by the Shura Heavenly King of the Demon Heaven at any time, and become a demon slave who will never be able to be reborn, and become a tool for them to use."

The monks listened to Yifeng's confession, their faces became very ugly, they never thought that this Buddha, who looked strong, heroic and even great, led them all the way, but also suffered unparalleled pain and suffering.

Yifeng's tone suddenly changed, becoming more sonorous and sharp: "But I'm still insisting!" Why? What am I holding onto? You fight with me for my call, for my request, for my ambition, but what about me? What am I holding onto?

"I'm sticking to the morality of Buddhism! Because I know that although I am a tool to be used, behind this tool are the lives of thousands of your fellow Buddhists! It is a Buddhist morality that may be wiped out by the imperial power at any time! Compassion for heaven and compassion is the minimum bottom line of a Buddhist monk!

"Even me, a murderous devil, an evil monk who may fall into the abyss at any time, needs to adhere to the bottom line! Because I know that killing an innocent person is the most unforgivable thing that can ever be done!

"Every time I dream back in the middle of the night, every time I am haunted by terrible nightmares, it makes me realize more clearly that everyone I have killed is stained with the blood of Buddhist monks, they are fighting for their orders, and I am also fighting for morality! Even if this happens, I will become a sacrifice of the Buddha's path, an abandoned son of the Buddha's path, and I am willing to be punished by the gods of heaven without complaint or regret! ”

"This is the morality I have adhered to all the way, and it is also the noblest and most unshakable belief in my heart!"

A wind contorted and hoarse shouted at them:

"What do you call my followers! What do you call my fans! What is called for my good! What does it mean to be faithful to me! What is it called fighting for me! If you still have this kind of thinking and attitude, then you still don't go to war! ”

"Because you have lost your faith, you have lost your morality! You are no longer Buddhist monks defending the Buddha's path, you are just a lifeless and faithless murderous sword! A bloody knife that is still arguing for the murder of children! ”

"If I lead such a cold and ruthless knife to defend the Buddha's way and the so-called morality of heaven and earth, it will be a shame engraved on the pillar of history! It's a big joke! ”

Yifeng stared at his red eyes, suppressed his violently undulating chest, and said word by word:

"When something like this happens, I can't 'act as if nothing happened,' I can't ignore it, I can't keep silent! If you're afraid of the cold, leave the Wind Roar Army as soon as possible! I believe that there will always be people who still cling to the same faith as I do! Even if I am left alone, then I will die on the road of defending morality, not on the back of a horse that slaughters innocent people! ”

"It is indeed very contradictory and difficult to go to the battlefield to kill people and be compassionate to others. However, it is precisely because the more difficult it is, the more it can show the light of human nature! ”

"Because we know it's the right thing to do! Such a wind roar army is worthy of being called a guardian division! Indiscriminate killing of innocents can only lead us astray! Today we can kill hundreds of people because of a misunderstanding or a few words of abuse, tomorrow we will burn and loot, day after day, we will be completely reduced to a tool for bloody and brutal killing! ”

"So, I want to tell you, no matter what you object, Master Saada must be put to death!"