Rulai seemed to be satisfied with Tang Wuming's answer, the flower in his hand disappeared, and then poked his palm out.

Tang Wuming's face was still full of smiles, and then he slowly flew towards the palm of Rulai's hand, and at this moment, the Curse Demon Hall under his feet quickly turned into a ball of golden light and flew over.

Rulai showed a trace of panic, but he was not noticed by Tang Wuming, he wanted to use his hand to grasp the curse Demon Palace, but the speed of the Demon Hall was too fast, and suddenly a very subtle force erupted, so that Rulai didn't have time to catch it at all.

The curse demon hall flew into the pure land behind Rulai, and Rulai sighed in his heart, but he did not express his emotions to Tang Wusheng.

Tang Wuming sat cross-legged between the palms of Rulai, he felt very comfortable, as if he had finally found his home.

Rulai turned around with Tang Wuming and slowly flew into the Pure Land, while Tang Wuming continued to sit comfortably in the palm of Rulai's palm, enjoying such a wonderful thing all the time.

The sound of Buddha pulled Tang Wuming back from such an artistic conception, and he saw a spiritual mountain in front of him that exuded the light of a thousand Buddhas.

The top of the spiritual mountain is filled with Buddhas.

They are: the Four Bodhisattvas, the Eight Vajras, the Five Hundred Arhats, the Three Thousand Revelations, the Bhikshu Sangha, the Bhikshunis, the Upasa, the Upasa, and so on, and there are more than 4,000 of them.

Rulai flew to the throne of the Lingshan Hall, and when he saw Tang Wusheng between the palms of Rulai, many Buddhas present showed a trace of surprise.

A bodhisattva holding a jade bottle flew out and spoke to Rulai, but Tang Wuming wondered why he couldn't hear what they were saying.

At this time. Na Nyorai and the Bodhisattva didn't know what to say, and many of the Buddhas below showed expressions of surprise, surprise, and even panic.

But soon these Buddhas regained their composure. Some of them frowned, and some of them exchanged ears. Some of them think in silence, as if they have their own minds.

Tang Wuming felt as if he was deaf, he could clearly see that the Buddhas were all talking with their mouths open, but he couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

Soon, as if he had given some order, the Buddhas suddenly stopped talking, but looked serious, and then returned to the distance, thinking.

Tang Wuming didn't care too much about what these Buddhas said. He was still sitting cross-legged in the palm of his hand, still enjoying the unprecedented comfort.

But soon Tang Wuming realized that the situation was not right, it was a feeling of suddenly falling from heaven to hell.

A sharp pain struck, Tang Wusheng was startled, he actually found that a Buddha had cut off a piece of meat from his body, put it in his mouth and ate it.

"What are you doing?"

Tang Wuming shuddered, and looked at the Buddha in front of him with an angry look, which was the Bodhisattva who was holding the jade bottle at the beginning.

The Bodhisattva didn't answer, and even if he spoke, Tang Wuming couldn't hear it. He just took the meat very seriously and stepped aside, and then the second Bodhisattva stepped forward and began to swallow the second piece of meat on Tang Wuming's body.

Tang Wuming froze, although he couldn't hear it. But the feeling of the flesh on his body being cut off piece by piece really made him unforgettable, and the pain made Tang Wusheng's teeth almost bleed, and he was looking at Rulai above. I saw him close his eyes and recite the scriptures, as if he hadn't seen all this at all.

"Why. Why is that?"

"Why, you want to eat me?"

Tang Wuming kept asking. But no one paid any attention to him, and he tried to resist, but found that he seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.

He watched as one Buddha after another lined up to cut off his flesh and swallow it, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Tong, the pain of the heart, Tang Wuming could clearly see that his flesh was cut off piece by piece, and in the end only a white bone remained, but he didn't even have the right to speak.

Tang Wuming felt that the crazy cicada in his body sounded again, he was howling, howling unwillingly, the cicada song was like a magic spell constantly echoing in Tang Wuming's mind, he was upset, and he could collapse at any time.

"Buddha. ”

Tang Wuming's eyes were bleeding, and he stared at every Buddha in front of him who had cut off his flesh with a resentful look, remembering each of their faces, although that face was not hideous, although it was very serious and calm, but Tang Wuming suddenly felt that they were more terrifying than the demons in hell.

In the end, Tang Wusheng was left with only one head, and his whole body turned into a miserable white bone, and he remembered not only the faces of each of the Buddhas who ate its flesh, but also the number of them.

Four hundred, four hundred, each of them ate a piece of him, and ate his whole body cleanly.

At the last moment of his life, he was thinking that if there was an afterlife, he would definitely kill this spiritual mountain and eat the Buddha here.

Sure enough, Tang Wuming was reincarnated, with endless resentment and unwillingness to reincarnate.

However, he forgot his past life, and after his reincarnation, he was just an ordinary person, he did not do anything earth-shattering in his life, and he was taken away at the age of sixteen.

At the age of sixteen, the only thing Tang Wuming could have an aftertaste was that he met a colorful carp, the carp was very beautiful and very likable, it was the only thing that could make Tang Wuming worry about it in this life.

After being taken away, Tang Wuming was surprised to find that it actually came to Lingshan again, and the moment he came to Lingshan, Tang Wuming's memory of his previous life suddenly awakened.

When he saw another four hundred Buddhas walking towards him with a serious face, Tang Wuming wanted to run, but found that just like in the previous life, his body was fixed and he couldn't move at all.

The old story was repeated again, and the other four hundred Buddhas began to eat every piece of meat on Tang Wusheng's body, until all he had eaten was a white bone, and finally even the white bone was swallowed by others.

Tang Wuming still had endless remorse and unwillingness, he still remembered the faces of each Buddha, and wrote down their number, four hundred.

In the second life, he was also eaten by the four hundred Buddhas.

Immediately after that, Tang Wuming was reincarnated again, and like the second life, he was taken away at the age of sixteen, and the only thing he could remember in this life was that beautiful colorful carp, but he could never see her again.

Tang Wuming was taken to Lingshan again, and was also eaten by the third batch of four hundred Buddhas, and then he was reincarnated again.

Fourth, fifth, sixth and ninth.

The situation in each life is almost the same, he was taken to Lingshan at the age of sixteen, and then eaten by the Buddha there, of course, there will be a colorful carp in Tang Wuming's life, and she will accompany Tang Wuming in every life, sharing joys and sorrows with him.

There are more than 400 Buddhas in each life of the 9th Dynasty, a total of 4,000, and the Buddhas of the entire Lingshan have eaten the flesh of Tang Wuming's body, the unforgettable pain, the monstrous resentment, the kind of encounter that made him reincarnate again and again, and then constantly eaten, so that Tang Wuming remembered the face of every Buddha present and the name of every Buddha.

If he could, he would definitely go up to the spiritual mountain and cut off the flesh of those Buddhas piece by piece, so that they would live in darkness and pain for eternity.

These are all things that these Buddhas owe Tang Wulife, if one day he can soar into the sky, he will definitely have to calculate these blood debts one after another and recover them.

Of course, in addition to these Buddhas who made Tang Wuming resentful, there was still a little bit of good things in Tang Wuming's memory, and that was the little carp.

The little carp has accompanied Tang Wuming IX, she is Tang Wuming's only concern in the painful reincarnation of this IX, and the only hope that supports his strong reincarnation.

Until the tenth life, Tang Wuming finally got rid of this fate of being eaten by the Buddha, maybe the four thousand Buddhas on the Ling Mountain had completely turned around and no longer wanted to eat Tang Wuming, or maybe those Buddhas found out in their conscience and finally planned to spare Tang Wuming.

What fate tricked was that in the tenth life, Tang Wuming actually became a monk.

He was an orphan who was put in a basin by his parents and picked up by an old monk, and has been growing up in the temple.

Tang Wuming forgot the memories of the previous nine lives, and actually devoted himself to cultivating Buddhism and becoming a monk in this life.

On that day, Tang Wuming went to the street to make a fortune, but suddenly saw a fisherman selling fish, Tang Wuming took a closer look, and found that the fisherman's basket contained a very beautiful colorful carp, at this time there were many people around who wanted to buy this colorful carp at a high price.

Tang Wuming adhered to the compassion of my Buddha, knowing that if this beautiful colorful carp was bought back by these people, it was very likely that he would suffer from cooking disaster, and he begged the fisherman to release the colorful carp back into the sea, but the snobbish fisherman refused, unless Tang Wuming gave money.

But where did a poor little monk have money? In a hurry, he snatched the fish basket from the fisherman's hand, but everything ran towards the river.

The fisherman kept chasing, but he couldn't catch up with Tang Wusheng's footsteps, he ran to the river like crazy, and finally released the colorful carp back into the river before the fisherman.

The fisherman caught up with Tang Wusheng and found that the little carp had been released back into the river, so he was furious, he scolded Tang Wusheng fiercely, and even hit him.

The deflated fisherman was gone, and Tang Wuming was sitting by the river stupidly, his face was bruised, but he was very happy because he saved the little carp.

The little carp did not leave immediately in the river, but only swam back into the river after seeing Tang Wuming leave, this is the reunion of the little carp and Tang Wuming in this life, but neither Tang Wuming nor the little carp knows that in this life, the intersection of their fates is far more than what it is now. (To be continued......)