Only the half-demon girl stood in the thick of the sky, facing each other face to face with the Dou Shengfu for three seconds.

The terrifying sense of oppression struck, and Leng Xian'er "pounced" on all fours, unable to straighten her waist.

This shadowless and invisible terrifying force, her cold hair stood on end, and it hurt to her bones.

Only uncontrollable tremors and fear imprisoned her.

The scattered golden light swept through the violent storm, sweeping in all directions in an instant, blowing the Bodhi trees to the uproot.

Feng Yu, who was rolling in the wind in the chaos, caught the girl who was slamming in with both hands, and hugged together and crashed into the collapsed food pile.

The sky is full of demons, hunger, and food, and they are divided or destroyed in the golden light.

The howl of the ghost crying wolf that resounded in the sky gradually became faint until it stopped, and there was no sound at all.

The ground was dyed bright red, and there were fragments of corpses scattered there, and the hungry ghosts of Mayfly City and some demons and monsters who came to join in the fun were all destroyed.

Dou Shengfo stood silently on the ground, surrounded by the sun's brilliance, and his golden pupils flashed with a cold and sharp edge.

Watching the boy rampage through the pile of corpses, he smiled slightly, tucked his hands into his sleeves, and moved his body lightly, easily avoiding the oncoming fist in two or three strokes.

Feng Yu only knew how to vent his anger, and his hands clenched into fists waved in an orderly manner, and he was easily kicked in the stomach by the other party, and fell into the pile of wreckage and corpses.

A moment of staring made Dou defeat Buddha Meifeng, and some unexpected teenagers were able to get up, but this time they didn't bother to make dodge moves, pulled out a hand from their sleeves, and simply threw a punch in the face, knocking the reckless teenager away.

Feng Yu's body arced through the air and rolled into a pool of blood piled up with stumps and severed arms.

"Isn't it good to draw a sword directly? What fist to me?

What are you angry about? Angry over a dead pile of garbage? ”

Leng Ao's words came from far and near, and they reached Feng Yu's ears.

The man lying in the pool of blood moved, struggling to get up slowly, kneeling on all fours, blood dripping from his unrecognizable face.

He bounced up in one go, and the mad demon possessed the ghostly movement, and it only took a second to kill the speed of the Dou Victory Buddha, and the left and right fists he swung out burned golden flames.

Even the void was scorched with flames of light, shining brightly.

Fighting over Buddha is not in a hurry to fight back, taking retreat as a defense, and easily avoiding the fists that are smashed indiscriminately.

"I don't think you're killing innocents, but I don't like your style of treating sentient beings as ants.

What are they doing wrong? Don't deserve to live? Why don't you give them a chance to live? ”

Feng Yu was really sad, knowing that they were evil beings, and he didn't want to see them die without any hope.

"As long as they live, they still have a chance! There is a chance to be tempered by me.

Didn't you give me the Jizo Sutra? What do you say to make me overtake them, and why do you end up taking away their hope of salvation? ”

His reckless and savage boxing could not defeat the Buddha Sun Wukong, but he was strangled by the neck with one hand, and he lost all his strength, suffocating and unable to breathe, and his face turned blue and purple.

"Another intention for giving you the scriptures is to let you see the truth: this world is only a selection, there is no education; There is only a choice, nothing has changed.

If sentient beings themselves don't wake up, how can you spend it? If they are awake, why do you need to do so? ”

"Not really, right? You really want me to do the superduit for them, don't you? You are a Buddha! ”

Feng Yu said such words, vaguely expecting to defeat the Buddha and return compassion.

Hearing the words "they are just ants and mustards", uncontrollable anger swept through the young man's body and mind.

"You, who only regard sentient beings as ants, have the right to take their lives? Is it because you are fighting to defeat the Buddha? Because you are strong, you will exploit the lives of the weak? It's something that only animals do, right? ”

After gritting his teeth and saying this, Feng Yu felt that the five fingers grasping his neck were tightening, and his eyes turned black as he was suffocating.

Sun Wukong let go of his hand at this time, and watched coldly as he fell to the ground and was dying, unable to get up.

"All sentient beings in the world are hindered by ignorance and afflictions, and are in a state of delusion, and many of them are not dutiful, unfilial, unfaithful, unrighteous, and unreasonable, how can they realize the wonder of the 'Tao'?"

Seeing that his ankle was caught, his eyes sank, and the face of the young man lying on the ground in his eyes couldn't be lifted, but he still had the strength to stretch out his hand like grasping a life-saving straw.

"Arhats practice the path of one, and bodhisattvas practice the path of sentient beings!

In fact, there is no place for love and sincerity in this world.

Have you figured it out? Is it the way of cultivating one? Or is it the way of cultivating sentient beings? ”

Feng Yu felt that the ankle he was grasping had lost its reality, and there was only air in his hand.

He raised his face full of grief and indignation, and shouted loudly to the sky:

"Full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, you are very noble, right?

Get back! I'm going to fight you and beat you so much that you can't get a word out of your mouth.

Treating the lives of sentient beings as ants, grass and mustard, killing if you want to kill, what the fuck are you fighting to defeat the Buddha? ”

Feng Yu was so angry that his body trembled, and when he was angry, a fishy sweetness surged up his throat, and he couldn't hold back his violent cough and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He was beaten a lot in front of Sun Wukong, and he was beaten miserably and embarrassed.

"If you don't fight, you don't know each other, you two are so unruly, don't fight like brothers."

The cold and arrogant ridicule stopped, and did not continue to come out of Feng Yu's fist-clenched hand.

Looking at the real tragic situation of the earth bleeding and drifting and corpses all over the field, Feng Yu felt that the blood in his body was cold.

Perhaps it was because of the mercy of the Dou Sheng's subordinates, only the one hundred and twenty beings who had helped him survived, and crawled out of the corpses one after another, some gathered around the unconscious half-demon girl.

The palm-sized face revealed the back of Feng Yu's hand, and he muttered to himself.

"Sun Monkey said, 'Arhats practice the way of one person, and Bodhisattvas practice the way of sentient beings', can you understand what it means?"

Feng Yu frowned when he heard this, and his heart was filled with indescribable feelings, and he silently looked at the beautiful face that appeared on the back of his hand.

"Love and sincerity are indeed nowhere to be given in this world, so good people are always prone to chills, and would rather be alone and wise. Isn't that the way of the man?

The world of Yan Futi can no longer be called a fire house, it is more like a demon cave.

A place of greater sin than the devil's cave is in hell! While the Jizo Bodhisattva is relieving sentient beings from suffering and happiness in the human world, he also stays in hell and transforms sentient beings in hell - this is the way of sentient beings with great compassion and compassion! ”

Feng Yu, who could listen attentively, was slightly stunned, and he didn't expect that the demon king Gülen would have such a profound understanding.

"All saints are inherently the same, and all beings are inherently sufficient, and there is no distinction between big and small, just because all sentient beings have different understandings in their own minds. As long as sentient beings can get rid of delusion, they will be able to be clear inside and out.

Therefore, the difference between sentient beings and Buddhas is whether or not they can purify their minds, one thought is heaven and one thought is hell. ”

"Taught."

Feng Yu's face was particularly solemn, and after saying three words politely, he got up from the bloody and dirty ground alone in the face of the dark shadows around him.

Some of the beings gathered in the distance saw the young man coming, and picked up the unconscious Leng Xian'er in the posture of a princess, and heard him say lightly: "Let's go back to the world."

His forehead was broken, blood was flowing from his head to his face, and the appearance of his bloody body made them unbearable to look at and unable to take their eyes off.

Even if the delicate and handsome face is stained with blood, it is still dazzling and dazzling, like a red lotus blooming in the middle of the night.