The country of Buddhism is not as vast as the Central Plains, but the territory is still vast.

Fortunately, Fa Tao Wufu has already marked the location of the earth gate as Wan Xue Ye, and he traveled all the way, and Wan Xue Ye still felt eye-opening.

Buddhism in the Central Plains is just to persuade people to eat fasting and recite Buddha, and accumulate virtue in this life to cultivate the next life. But in the Buddha country, there are people everywhere who worship the Buddha, but this method of worshipping the Buddha is really terrifying.

A village believes in Buddhism, believing that only by offering fire can the soul ascend to the spiritual mountain in the flames.

In a temple, the brothers and sisters are harmonious, just because a monk suddenly had a whim and wanted to worship the Buddha in a different way. As a result, he was hung up by other monks, skinned and cramped, and finally exposed to the wilderness.

A father and son, the father is diligent and the son is generous and gentle, but just because one day the father and son have different views on the Buddha. After his father was asleep, the son raised his knife and cut off his father's head.

Is this a Buddha?

No, absolutely not!

Wan Xue Ye walked more and more panicked, this is the legendary Buddha light, quiet and peaceful Buddhist holy land, there is such a rebellious and cruel and ridiculous thing.

Is this a demon?

No, not exactly.

It's a group of completely human beings, and there is not the slightest demonic aura in them. But some people's actions are even more demonic than the real demons.

There are also ordinary demons in the Ghost Sacrifice Greedy Demon Temple, who need to eat and drink, and need to dress to avoid the cold. The same nose and two eyes, except for the demonic energy and different daily habits, there is no difference from the ordinary people of the Central Plains.

Devil-hearted people, demonic hearts.

What's going on in this world?

There was an impact in front of the eyes, Wan Xueye's footsteps were getting faster and faster, and at first he was able to easily save the villagers and Jizo masters he met, but the further he went, Wan Xueye was on a rampage, regardless of it.

Stumbling all the way through the Asura Cave, Wan Xueye finally came to an open wood.

The fog in the forest is filled, and the air is gloomy.

"Ahead is the forbidden land that the Heavenly Gate says."

Before he could catch his breath, Wan Xueye suddenly felt a chill hit her. When I looked up, there was a dead tree two or three stories high, its branches swaying in the wind barely. If you look closely, there is still a monk's robe hanging on the branches, which keeps swaying with the wind, making the sound of hunting wind.

It turned out to be clothes, and I thought someone had hanged themselves from a tree.

Wiping a handful of sweat on his forehead, Wan Xueye walked in to take a look.

Where is a monk's robe on that tree! It is clearly a thin monk, who ties his hair to the branches, and his feet hang down naturally! His face was covered with blood, his body was covered with wounds, and the blood seemed to have just coagulated, and he couldn't detect a trace of life.

After Wan Xueye saw it clearly, he sighed: "It seems that someone killed him and hung it on a tree." What kind of grudge is it, it is really cruel. ”

Taking a step forward again, Wan Xueye was about to untie the monk down for burial, but his heart suddenly throbbed. Subconsciously, Wan Xue Ye took a few steps back and looked at the monk vigilantly.

Suddenly, the monk's body slowly turned, facing the snowy night, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Ahh

The deceased was revived, Wan Xueye exclaimed in surprise, tightly clutched the strap on his shoulder, and wanted to draw the knife but was weak.

Seeing this, the chanting of the Dala bun spread out, floated down from the tree, and proclaimed a Buddha horn to dissuade him: "The bitter sea is endless, and it is the shore to turn back." ”

Immediately, the yin and demonic aura suddenly appeared around Wan Xue Ye, turning into a miserable green skull and surrounding Wan Xue Ye, and all kinds of fearful memories emerged from the depths of Wan Xue Ye's heart.

The fear of falling into a snow cave when I was a child and almost freezing to death.

When his father-in-law Wan Shutian was slandered, ridiculed, hit the door by enemies, and scolded by others as a monster, he was powerless because of his weakness and killing intent.

When Ling Qiulu hanged herself from a tree and took down her body with her own hands, she was indignant and desperate for her life.

On the way to chase the world's first sword, when he fought against the one-eyed dragon, the flame of revenge in his heart never went out.

Kill, these people should be killed!

And also...

What else? Is there anything else you should remember?

His face was uncertain, his true qi was disordered, and the cold qi spread uncontrollably. As soon as the beads of sweat remained, they turned into frost marks and remained on his face, Wan Xueye held his head, wanting to grab the ground with his head, so as to knock his head open and dig holes, and throw away the obstacles in his head.

Ah~ah!

With a howl of pain, Wan Xueye was furious, dyeing the woods with a cold color.

Someone has moved her memory, although Nian Da La noticed the abnormality in Wan Xueye's memory, but did not say much, continued to urge the supernatural powers, and shouted: "One step to hell, retreat!" ”

The rolling waves of qi turned into a wall of qi and pushed the miraculous Wan Xue Ye backwards, and when Wan Xue Ye withdrew from the dead wood forest, the nindala withdrew his magical powers and hung himself on the tree with his hair again.

As soon as the supernatural power was collected, Wan Xue Ye came to his senses.

"You're staying here to prevent others from entering the forbidden land?" , soaking wet, Wan Xueye asked while calming down the true qi in his body, seeing that Nian Dala was silent, he took a deep breath and said firmly: "But I have a reason to pass, you can't stop me!" ”

With that, Wan Xue Ye took a deep breath and stepped forward to meet the sea of skeleton qi rushing towards him.

fell into the painful past again, but this time Wan Xueye's performance was completely different, one step at a time, one by one, and one step at a time.

After a long time, Wan Xueye stood at the other end of the dead wood forest and looked back at the Nian Dara, folded his hands and bowed slightly, and actually thanked: "All kinds of fear, only the demons in the heart, Master, I have comprehended the key to your Dharma." ”

Nandhara slowly turned around and asked, "I have invaded your heart with such a demonic barrier, and you still call me a master?" ”

Wan Xueye said solemnly: "The master's so-called is not a magic test, but a righteous thought. The key to recreating the differences in past lives in the illusion, one step is a completely different result. The person who is a good thinker is afraid that he will fall into the wrong path, so he is afraid and cannot go any further. But all the past is a fixed number, not a demon. My father saved me and gave me grace. Autumn dew sends affection to me, but it makes me know love. The one-eyed dragon crossed me with his life, but made me Mingren. ”

"The past is both cause and effect; Today's enlightenment is my blessing. This is the profound Dharma, neither evil nor demonic. It is rumored that in the Buddha country, there are ascetics, who are beaten by the wind and sun, and exchange thousands of asceticities for all kinds of magical powers. All the things on the master should be the practice of an ascetic. On a snowy night, I was enlightened by the master, grateful, and dared to ask the master's number? ”

Nian Dala sighed with emotion, such a wise root, but not a person in the Buddhist sect, but unfortunately, sighing, "The poor monk Nian Dala dares to ask why the donor came here?" ”

Wan Xueye asked, "Looking for someone." May I ask you, have you ever seen a one-eyed, bearded swordsman? Or a gentle Confucian in white? ”

"Never."

"That ten thousand snow nights are gone. Take care, Master. ”

Wan Xue Ye turned and walked forward, disappearing into the mist.

Behind her, Nandhara recited alone, "She had experienced the same illusion, which is why she was able to get out so quickly. Who, and for what purpose, would not hesitate to possess her and enter the forbidden land? ”

After a long time, Wan Xue Ye saw the smoke in the distance and sped up. At the entrance of a village, Wan Xueye saw a tall villager chopping firewood, and was about to come forward to ask, when suddenly a drum sounded, Wan Xueye was just about to speak, but there was a flower in front of him in an instant.

The village and the villagers in front of him disappeared together, and the day turned to night, and Wan Xueye was standing in front of a stone staircase, looking left and right, and found that he was actually on the top of a towering mountain.

Confused, suddenly a melodious flute sounded, Wan Xueye frowned, but still followed the flute to find it.

I saw a man carrying a long sword and holding a flute, standing on the edge of the cliff and playing.

Wan Xueye was about to ask, when she suddenly heard the other party say: "Buddha friend, it's been a long time." ”