Chapter 695: Who Are You?
"You ...... Who are you?" the Evil Emperor felt that the muscles and bones of his whole body were pressed by a strange force, and he had begun to shatter inch by inch, and the pain in the depths of the bone marrow made him sweat on his forehead, and the power of the Yuan Shen in the Yuan Shen was even more inoperable, and he was terrified at the moment, and asked loudly.
"My name is Little Joe. Xiao Qiao said with a smile.
"My name is Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan also replied.
"Xiao Qiao, Ye Xuan?" the Evil Emperor was confused, he had never heard of such two peerless masters in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
The presiding officer of Jinguang Temple trembled slightly, and tremblingly muttered: "Tongque Chun Shen Lock Er Qiao! You are Xiao Qiao......
"You talk too much!" Xiao Qiao's face was murderous, and with a wave of his hand, the host of Jinguang Temple was directly scattered, and his soul was destroyed.
Ye Xuan looked at Xiao Qiao with a stunned expression, he didn't understand why Xiao Qiao was so angry, and couldn't help but think of the poem that the abbot of Jinguang Temple said before he died, which must have some mystery and mystery, and even related to Xiao Qiao's life experience.
Ye Xuan didn't open his mouth to ask, but when he saw Xiao Qiao's gaze, he said coldly: "Don't ask me about things you shouldn't ask, if you ask, our fate will be over, and even I will kill you before I leave." ”
Ye Xuan was silent, didn't say a word, and then watched Xiao Qiao ravage the evil emperor to the point that life was worse than death, and finally threw it into a barren mountain range, before he could be considered to stop.
"Tong Que Chun Shen Lock Er Qiao!Are you Xiao Qiao? So, in addition to Xiao Qiao, there is also a big Qiao, this Big Qiao doesn't know if it's Xiao Qiao's sister or brother?" Ye Xuan looked at Xiao Qiao who was angry, and his heart also set off a storm.
The precept hall is a temple for monks who do not abide by the rules of Buddhism to punish various punishments, the precept master who tortures and kills every day for pleasure never thought that there would be such a day he would be tied to the copper pillar, watching the bonfire below gradually burn the copper pillar red, the scorching air wave came to the face, you can imagine that after a long time, you are afraid that you will be roasted like a whole sheep, and even burned.
"The two immortal elders spare their lives, spare their lives, and the precepts of the poor monks must know everything and say everything. ”
At first, the master of the precepts thought that relying on his Buddhist powers, he should be able to transfer the pain and not feel anything, but he was unexpectedly cast by Xiao Qiao, and his senses were a hundred times sharper, even if he was lightly touched, it was like a knife cut, and the body of his hands and feet touching the copper pillar had emitted a burst of scorching smell, so he couldn't help but beg for mercy.
"What's the hurry, I started to ask you if you still regard death as home, saying that your body and soul are dedicated to the Buddha, and you will never betray Buddhism, and you will not divulge everything about the Western Elysium, and if you boil it again, you will almost die, and you may be able to see the Buddha." ”
Ye Xuan smiled and patted the precept master's face a few times, like a breeze.
The Master of Discipline was about to continue begging for mercy, when he suddenly found that his body was indeed not in much pain, and his body was burned to charcoal, so naturally he did not feel any pain.
Just wondering whether to continue to beg for mercy or to hold on, the precept master felt as if the blood in his body was about to boil, and the power of the flame actually penetrated directly into the bone marrow, igniting the blood, and the breath exhaled by the whole person was like a flame, and the flesh was already about to be cooked, and even the nose smelled a strange and disgusting smell of meat.
"I know, I know everything, let me go, two great immortals!" the master of the precepts let out a scream like a pig, and there was no trace of the demeanor of an enlightened monk, nor the cold face of the past when he tortured those monks who violated the rules.
"Put down this precept master, it's almost ripe, it's really pitiful, Buddhism said, God has the virtue of a good life, we have to follow suit, Ye Xuan, you really don't have a little sympathy, it's okay to watch the excitement on the sidelines, even add firewood and fire, treat such a Buddhist monk as a roasted whole sheep, how can this work, in my impression, this master is fat and strong, how can he also roast a whole pig!" Xiao Qiao obviously has no good impression of Buddhism, even this precept master, is also a burst of cynicism, ruthless.
Looking at Xiao Qiao's appearance with his hands crossed and pointing at his feet, Ye Xuan felt familiar, as if a long time ago, when he was cultivating in the true realm, when he first met those wives and concubines, they all had such rude expressions.
Thinking of this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a little guilty, because Ye Xuan knew his true heart, with the continuous improvement of Taoism and the continuous broadening of his horizons, his attachment and love for them seemed to be a lot weaker, and his affection for this unfathomable Xiao Qiao doubled, could it be the strange attraction between the avenues and the avenues?
Seeing that Ye Xuan was looking at him obsessively, Xiao Qiao forgot to rescue this precept master, so he couldn't help biting his lip lightly and scolded: "Can't you see it later?" This only living mouth is about to be burned to death, I really want to eat roasted whole pigs!"
Ye Xuan realized that he was a little out of shape, and hurriedly rescued the precept master and put it flat on the ground, but found that this master had been roasted to death, and his whole body exuded a faint aroma of meat.
As soon as Xiao Qiao raised his hand, an ice arrow shattered in the air, turning into a ball of ice and falling on the body of the precept master, rejuvenating his body and smoothing the coke on the surface.
The master of the precepts woke up faintly, only to find that he had not returned to the arms of the Buddha, still in the world, and immediately got up, and said with a precious face: "The donors killed me and saved me, it can be said that the two do not owe each other, at this moment you want to ask something, I will answer truthfully, not to repay the favor, but to meet is fate."
I see that although the two donors are not good men and women, their brows are faintly bloody, and finally they can't help but advise, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and you can't see the shore when you look back, so you have to learn the art of swimming, but even if you can, you must be careful, those who are good at water are drowning in the water, the body is like a boat, this water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn a boat, life is also happy, and death is not painful......"
Ye Xuan and Xiao Qiao at first calmed down to listen to the so-called Buddhist wedge of the precept master, but unexpectedly, the precept master was full of enthusiasm and mouth, and he spoke for half an hour, and there was no sign of stopping, Ye Xuan smashed his fist on the master's face, and the master fainted again.
Half an hour later, the precept master was woken up by a basin of ice water, and Ye Xuan asked coldly: "We don't ask, you are not allowed to speak, understand?"
There was a hint of confusion in the eyes of the precept master, and then his body shuddered, and finally nodded, because he saw that Ye Xuan already had an incomparable sharp machete in his hand, which was hanging three feet above his head, and could fall down at any time, beheading himself, or even breaking his corpse.
"How many mortals are crossed into the Western Elysium by you every year?" asked Little Joe.
"There are probably a thousand people, all of them are strong laborers or beautiful girls. The Master of Discipline replied honestly.
"There are thousands of people, are there any immortals who have cultivated the Dao, or some evil demons?" Xiao Qiao asked.
"If there is, it is also a few, and it is the teleportation circle that the abbot himself opened, only the immortals and evil demons with mana can be directly teleported to the Western Elysium by the magic circle, mortals cannot withstand the tearing of the power of that space, and they will die instantly. The Master of Precepts replied truthfully.
"So, those mortals have to walk to the Western Elysium?" Ye Xuan couldn't help but ask.