"Master, please take me as an apprentice."

As he spoke, the sturdy man knelt down in the dust, and he looked at the old monk in the shabby monk's robe in front of him, with uncontrollable tears in his eyes.

"Amitabha...... The donor has thought clearly, and wants to enter my sand gate. ”

The old monk's wrinkled face was neither happy nor sad, he raised his already snow-white brows, and his eyes shone like jewels.

"Figured it out! I...... I have killed too much in this half of my life, and I am in debt, and I am willing to worship the ancient Buddha and listen to the teachings of the master from now on. ”

The man was originally a famous person in the rivers and lakes, but now he is like a child without a home, and the tears of crying are pouring down like a broken embankment.

He put his forehead on the edge of the old monk's cloth monk's shoe.

"It's just because the killing karma is too heavy......"

The old monk lowered his eyebrows, his gaze seemed to pass directly through the man's strong body, and he saw all of the man's experience in half of his life.

The man didn't dare to straighten up, it was the first time he had begged someone to take him in in such a low profile.

He has no direction, like a bird that has lost its homeland, and has no place to stay, and the appearance of the old monk can be said to be the last light after his life is gloomy.

The old monk didn't speak in a hurry, he just waited quietly, waiting for the man to say something that he didn't want to say in his heart.

He knew, from the first time he saw the man.

"I ...... I...... I ......"

The man was about to dry his tears, he curled up on the ground, choked up for a long time and didn't continue to say the next words.

He walked on the rivers and lakes, and offended many people because of his impulsive temperament. Those bad guys who didn't dare to deal with him head-on took advantage of the man's outing, rushed into the house and killed the man's one-year-old child, and also insulted the man's wife in turn.

When the man returned home, he saw only the corpses of his wife and children, and he swore a blood oath at that time to make those enemies pay for their blood debts. It took a year to finally find those enemies, and he killed them with a punch in anger, and also treated their wives and children the same way they treated their wives and children.

When the last baby died at his hands, he felt as if he had suddenly been poured a basin of cold water over his head, and he felt frightened for the first time when he looked at the dead bodies crisscrossed the room.

The twisted hatred and anger made him eventually become the person he hated the most.

"Master, I'...... I...... I once took possession of an innocent woman just because she resembled my deceased wife......"

The man finally said it, and when he was carried away by hatred, he also did a lot of wrong things, and he became a downright bad person.

"Amitabha...... What happened to the woman? ”

The old monk knew that the man was now as if he had already walked to the door, and he only needed a light push to cross the threshold.

"I ...... I killed her because she would not obey me. ”

The man buried his face in the dirt on the ground, and replied in a dull voice.

"Amitabha...... If you see someone like your wife again in the future, will you have evil thoughts in your heart? ”

The old monk recited the Buddha's name and asked.

"I ...... I ......"

The man didn't dare to say that his wife was too heavy in his heart, and every scene when he first met seemed to have just happened yesterday.

I can't forget her, I can't forget her anyway.

The man gritted his teeth, he raised his head suddenly, his tear-filled eyes flashed with determination, and then he raised his hands immediately.

Puff –

He actually gouged out his own eyes.

"Master, I'...... I won't see her again in the future......"

"Amitabha."

The old monk shook his head, if he could persist in his heart, why did he have to make a self-harm move, the man still couldn't give up his dead wife in his heart.

But it is enough, and when you truly reach the state of ruthlessness and desirelessness, you will become a Buddha.

The monk stretched out his hand and gently rubbed it on the top of the man's head a few times.

The man's eyes were full of blood and tears, and he himself clenched his teeth and didn't even cry out in pain.

When he felt the old monk's palm, he couldn't help but ask:

"Master, did you promise to accept me?"

"Amitabha...... Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. ”

The old monk only touched it with his hand a few times, and the hair on the top of the man's head fell off as if it had been shaved with a razor, leaving only a smooth scalp.

"If you live as long as you can, don't kill, can you hold it today?"

The old monk asked, raising his right hand that he had shaved for the man.

"Yes!"

The man replied.

At the same time, with a bang, the old monk's right hand gently tapped on the top of the man's head.

"Do your best and don't lie, can you hold it today?"

"Yes!"

Knock - another sound.

The bleeding on the man's face had stopped, but he didn't feel it at all. Kneeling on the ground with his legs, he closed his hands reverently, and silently recited the Buddhist scriptures that popped up involuntarily in his mind.

"To the end of your life, not to commit adultery, can you hold it today?"

“…… Yes. ”

After the third knock, the blood on the man's face disappeared completely, and another pair of eyes appeared in the sockets of his eyes, which had already lost his eyes, but those eyes were dull and could not see at all.

"Amitabha."

The old monk and the man said in unison.

"The poor monk's Dharma is dusty, since you worship under my door, I will give you a Dharma name......"

At that time, the man didn't know what kind of character the old monk who lit himself was, and he didn't know what kind of unusual life he would start in the second half of his life.

"Called...... Not empty. ”

"Amitabha, thank you, Master."

The man folded his hands and saluted, and he had a new name.

Not empty monk.

……

The Bukong Zen Master who opened his eyes became completely different, and King Kong behind him suddenly shook his body and turned into a giant ten feet tall.

King Kong was covered in armor made of gold, even a piece of armor was larger than a human head, and fiery red lines were outlined around the edges, like flames burning around the armor.

The scorching sun on his head did not grow much larger, but instead descended and fell to the back of the vajra body's head, merging with the armor.

Two bright white threads stretched out from the scorching sun and wrapped around the two arms of the golden body, which seemed to be as soft as flowing water, but with a fiery temperature that distorted the air around them.

Sitting cross-legged on the lotus seat, he opened his eyes peacefully, put his right hand on his chest to make a fearless seal, and put his left hand down on his knee to make a demon seal.

There was no emotion in his golden pupils, as if he was a pair of real Buddha pupils, staring at everything in front of him indifferently and indifferently.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

King Kong stretched out his hands, and his fists were almost as big as the catfish spirit's head and smashed down.

Boom!

The youkai was shocked by what was happening in front of him, he had never seen a huge Dharma Body that was really as tall as a mountain, and in front of this Dharma Body, he seemed to have turned back into an ordinary catfish in the river.

A fist like a meteorite smashed down, and he was almost forced into the mud and sand at the bottom of the river by that great force.

The white ribbons wrapped around his arms release a temperature like the scorching sun.

After the fist was smashed, the surrounding river water was directly evaporated by the terrible temperature before it had time to rush over, which caused a big hole in the river where the fist fell.

Under the fist, the catfish essence is also uncomfortable.

His original hard and iron-like shell was deflated this time, and the fist smashed half of his fish face down, followed by several teeth that burst out.

Boom!

King Kong's other hand grabbed the catfish essence that had been stunned, and lifted a big fish like a small island directly with terrifying force.

Puff, puff.

As the big catfish was lifted, several of the broken teeth in his mouth fell out, and they fell into the river with a few pops.

"Amitabha."

As soon as the Vajra Dharma Body turned around, he threw the big catfish in his hand onto the river bank, and smashed a huge pit on the ground with a loud bang.

Xia Zhi cicada has disappeared from the riverbank.

"Old ...... Rabbit donkey, there is ...... Skill...... me ......"

The monster had lost several teeth, and his speech was a little leaky, and some words were not even clear, but he still shouted fiercely.

The Vajra Dharma Body is not used to you, and he raised his huge fist and smashed it fiercely at the catfish essence's body.

Boom!

This time it was the back half, and the tail of the catfish essence was obviously twisted, and then several white fish bones were seen piercing out from the other direction, and at the same time, the blood flowed profusely.

Boom!

Another punch, this time on the other side of the face, knocked the catfish essence so that both eyes bulged out, and the inside of his grinning mouth began to bleed out.

"Hahahahaha......"

I don't know why, the monster who is about to die is still able to let go of laughter, and he shouted extremely arrogantly:

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

He thought that Master Bukong and the others didn't know his true identity, so even if he killed the catfish essence as a body, he could leave quietly, and then find another body.

If the old monk consumes too much because of killing the catfish essence, he can also try to bewitch the old monk and make him his puppet.

Boom!

King Kong grabbed the catfish essence in his hand, he was obviously half-dead, and he could keep making a piercing laugh, which made people can't help but be irritable.

The white ribbons on his arms were along the palms of the Vajra Dharma Body, and they were also wrapped around the catfish essence's body, and after a few clicks, the skin of the fish essence had already shown signs of intense burning.

"Hahahaha, the grilled fish tastes so good! Hahaha......"

The youkai continued to scream, and he could even smell the burnt skin, but what could he do, even if he turned the catfish essence into a roasted fish, he would be able to find a way to escape.

Even at this moment, the ghost king still didn't take the Bukong Zen Master and the others to heart, he always thought that he had a way out, and he would not really be eliminated at all, so he had nothing to fear.

Arrogance is the beginning of destruction.