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As he spoke, Bai Long's hands suddenly pinched quickly, and after more than a dozen changes in the tricks, he suddenly knelt on one knee again, and pressed the ten fingers of both hands to the ground...; …;

The next action of the white dragon made my heart tremble, and I saw that after his ten fingers poked the ground, the ten fingers on his two hands began to press the ground and swipe rapidly, as if he was painting, and as if he was drawing a talisman. Immediately afterwards, ten blood marks gradually appeared on the ground, which were the blood stains left by the white dragon's ten fingers and abdomen after being pressed on the ground and worn out...; …;

"Brother! No way! ”

Seeing the white dragon waving his arms, and soon drew a strange bloodstain pattern on the ground, Bai Wei suddenly gasped and roared at the white dragon-

"No! Elder brother! Your current body can't bear it at all, you need to stop! Stop it! ”

Bai Wei began to hiss and roar, and tried to rush towards the white dragon, but the location of the fifth master and Bai Wei was just stopped by a group of wandering ghosts who gathered over from where the white dragon was, and they couldn't rush over at all...; …;

Hearing the white dragon's frightened roar, I hurriedly asked: "Bai Wei, what is the white dragon doing...; …; ”

"Spirit soldier, he will sacrifice his spirit soldier...; …; ”

Bai Wei looked panicked, and didn't wait for me to understand the meaning of her words. She continued to roar at the white dragon, and several times tried to rush through the barrier built by the geist ghosts, but she was forced back...; …;

As soon as he heard his sister's voice, Bai Long just raised his head and smiled slightly, but the ten fingers of his hands were still moving quickly on the ground, allowing the tips and fingers of the ten fingers to be ground into a bloody blur, but he didn't say a word, and the speed of the fingers was getting faster and faster...; …;

Suddenly, I heard the white dragon shouting angrily, and a roar came out. His palms suddenly lifted suddenly, and then he slapped it on the ground, and began to recite the incantation silently in his mouth...; …;

And with the strange behavior of the white dragon, an abnormal aura suddenly began to spread from his body, it was an extremely strong sense of oppression, so overwhelming that people couldn't even breathe, just like the sky that was brewing a rainstorm...; …;

Yin Changsheng, who was attached to Xiao Fei's corpse, obviously realized that something was wrong, and suddenly cracked open the blood basin and roared, his arms shook suddenly, and suddenly a ghost crying wolf howl rose out of thin air, I looked at it, only to see a group of phantoms around it, which had begun to pounce towards the white dragon with their teeth and claws, and surrounded by that group of lonely souls and wild ghosts, Xiao Fei who was crawling on the ground suddenly ran towards the white dragon like a cheetah trying to hunt its prey...; …;

Looking at the white dragon again, seeing the hundred ghosts attacking, there was no panic on his face, and there was still a faint smile on his face...; …;

In an instant, he saw a cloud of golden light visible to the naked eye emanating from the white dragon's body. In an instant, the white dragon was enveloped and scattered around...; …;

As soon as the golden light appeared, the phantoms and lonely ghosts that pounced on him suddenly let out a terrifying scream, and then they were swallowed by the dazzling golden light, and disappeared...; …;

The golden light suddenly rose into the sky. Breaking through the night sky, dispersing the yin qi gathered in the sky, and gradually spreading in the air, forming the figure of a sitting Buddha...; …;

It was a bodhisattva, lazily propping up one leg. Sitting on the ground with a Qianqian jade arm leaning on his cheek, shaking thousands of hands behind his back, holding all kinds of cold and shining murder weapons in his hands, the Bodhisattva closed his eyes slightly and smiled at the corners of his mouth, his murderous aura was fierce but extraordinarily kind, and two fangs protruded from his upper lip, not feeling hideous and terrible at all, but it only added a little majesty...; …;

The golden light slowly sprinkled down the world along the Bodhisattva statue, and as far as the eye could see, the surrounding golden light shone like a dream, making it impossible to tell whether it was an illusion or a reality...; …;

Everyone was shocked, including the female corpse who was trying to pounce on the white dragon...; …;

"This...; …; What is this...; …; ”

Suddenly, Yin Changsheng's voice trembled from the corpse, but the golden light that had shattered countless wandering spirits and wild ghosts in front of him was like an iron wall several feet high and advanced towards him...; …;

The female corpse hurriedly opened her hands and tried to block the golden wall, but as soon as her hand was stretched out, it had slowly turned into a pool of flying ash in the golden light...; …;

"Ahh …; This...; …; What the hell is this...; …; What the hell...; …; ”

Hearing Yin Changsheng's scream, Bai Long slowly opened his eyes and smiled slightly-

"White bones and red faces, Bodhisattvas do not become Buddhas."

At the exit of the cross, the whole body of the female corpse had been shattered into thousands of pieces in the flickering golden light. But the golden light was still moving around, like an irresistible beast, trying to devour everything, including us...; …;

…; …;

Tang Dynasty, Chang'an Temple, there is a little monk sweeping the floor in the temple, named Xuni, Xuni was abandoned in the wilderness by his parents when he was three or four years old, raised by the old monks in the temple, because he was very proficient in Buddhism since childhood. Therefore, it is highly valued by the old monks in the temple, if there is no accident, after the age of 30, you can inherit the mantle of the ancestor and preside over the overall situation in the temple.

But when he was eighteen years old, when Xuni followed his master into the mountains to eliminate demons. But he happened to meet a little fox demon living with his family, the little fox demon's family was full of crimes, and they were all killed by the monks, and the little fox demon escaped alone, but was captured by the young virtual nuns. However, seeing the little fox demon in human form with tears in her eyes, Xuni couldn't help but be moved, and remembered that she had a hard life, and finally let her live.

One night, Xuni, who was chanting in the meditation room, suddenly heard a woman's cry coming from the window, thinking to himself that in the middle of the night, where did the woman come from in the temple? So I got up and pushed the door to look, and saw the little fox demon in human form sitting outside the door of the meditation room and whispering pain.

Xuni stepped forward to ask, and then the fox demon explained the reason, it turned out that all the family members had been corrected by the high monks. The little fox demon had no way to go, so he could only come and ask for help.

As soon as Xuni's kindness moved, he hid the little fox demon in the meditation room to hide, get along day and night, and live for five years. Five years later, the little fox demon had grown into a slim girl, and she was named by Xuni - Wanqing.

Five years of getting along day and night, Xuni has already been emotionally attached to Yunqing, and wanted to hide her in the meditation room all the time, but the paper can't contain the fire after all, and one day Yunqing was found and held by the monks in the temple, and the monk ordered that the virtual nun himself would be executed, and Wanqing would be tied to the pyre and burned alive. With the power of the sky.

Unexpectedly, the virtual nun holding the torch walked in front of Yunqing, but untied the rope from her, and the monks were shocked.

The senior monk suddenly slapped the table and roared, but he said with a wry smile: "The true Buddha does not need to be promoted, and the world does not need Pudu." How can there be no good or bad demons? ”

Seeing that the successor he has cultivated for many years has a demonic obstacle in his heart, a lot of hard work has been in vain, and the monk ordered the monks to set up a formation in anger to kill the two together, and the virtual nun hugged Wanqing tightly into his arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and never gave up, and finally was burned to death by a fire that burned the two people who hugged each other tightly on the pyre...; …;

That night, without waiting for the raging fire to be extinguished, a total of 378 people in Chang'an Temple were not spared, and all of them were overtaken by the White Bone Bodhisattva...; …;

…; …;

Is it a hallucination?

I opened my eyes, and my eyes were full of dazzling golden light, and I couldn't tell the Emperor of Heaven, the north and the south, or even where I was. I only remember that one by one the pictures flashed from my mind, I saw the little monk holding the woman in his arms, and the fire gradually climbed up his body along the long robe, but he still did not move, using his body to protect the woman in his arms, his eyes were firm; I saw the woman gently snuggling into the little monk's arms, burying her head in his chest, her hands tightly around his waist, tears rolling down her cheeks, but still smiling happily...; …;

"White bones and red faces, Bodhisattvas do not become Buddhas. Thousands of years ago, Void Ni incarnated as a white bone bodhisattva for love, and now I think I use it...; …; ”

Suddenly, the voice of the white dragon came from the golden light, and then the golden light faded like a cloud of smoke, and I looked up and saw the white dragon in white clothes sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of me, smiling and waving to me...; …;

"What is the White Bone Bodhisattva?"

I asked, while walking towards the white dragon, the white dragon smiled slightly: "The white bone bodhisattva is a kind of ghost, a kind of ghost that has cultivated the right path, so it can no longer be called a ghost, and it must be honored as a bodhisattva, and because it is transformed by a ghost, and it is a way of enlightenment by killing, so it is necessary to kill enough nine hundred and ninety-nine people to become a Buddha on the ground, cultivate a positive fruit, and become a white bone Buddha." So, to say that it is a Buddha is a ghost, to say that it is a ghost, it is a Buddha again...; …; Just like Yin Changsheng, just like me, just like the way in my heart, what is right can also be evil, and what is evil is not right? "Mobile phone users, please browse m. to read, a better reading experience.