At the top of Lingshan Mountain, the Buddha sighed, he only hoped that after the little monk broke through the Eighteen Arhat Formation, he could understand his hard work.

In the eighteen arhat formation, the eighteen golden-bodied arhats looked at the little monk coldly.

They have also heard of the name of the little monk Huiyu, who became a Buddha at the age of twenty and cultivated to a transcendent realm, which is a Tianjiao that has never appeared in Buddhism.

In the same way, they also understood that the Buddha sent the little monk to them, not so that they could kill the little monk, but to hone him.

Hone his mind, hone his cultivation.

Therefore, they suppressed their cultivation to the realm of Taixu.

But Rao is like this, eighteen powerhouses in the Taixuan Realm are not the opponents of the little monk, let alone eighteen, a Dragon Bird Immortal in the Taixu Realm can kill the little monk.

The eighteen arhats surrounded the little monk in the middle, looking at him expressionlessly, just waiting for him to attack.

The little monk suddenly rushed towards one of the golden-bodied arhats, and punched out, but was swept back by the other party's stick.

The little monk spat blood, staggered to his feet, and rushed out again.

Rush out.

Sweep back.

Rush out.

Sweep back.

It's just a simple and repetitive action, and it goes on and on.

The little monk's injuries were getting worse and worse, but he still rushed towards the eighteen arhats like crazy.

The strength of the eighteen Arhats' attacks is very good, as the little monk's injuries become more and more serious, their attacks are getting weaker and weaker, and they will not kill the little monk accurately, but they can't let him rush out.

One month......

Two months......

One year ......

Two years......

The little monk has been fighting non-stop, feeling in battle, and breaking through between life and death.

The little monk became an immortal, broke through his cultivation, and stepped into the fairyland.

Stepping into the fairyland requires not only a breakthrough in cultivation, but more importantly, a breakthrough in the state of mind.

Out of the ordinary and into immortals.

The little monk became a Buddha before, and his state of mind had broken through the fairyland, but the difference was just a breakthrough in cultivation.

Now the battles again and again, the recovery again and again, and the breakthrough through the fairyland, are also a matter of course.

One day five years later, the little monk finally defeated all the golden-bodied Arhats, and he turned around and bowed down to the Eighteen Arhats.

"Thank you seniors for your advice, this little monk will never forget. ”

The eighteen arhats also folded their hands, bowed slightly, and the person at the head said: "Hui Yu, you have excellent wisdom roots, and now you have broken through the fairyland, you should practice well, and don't enter the demon path again." ”

Xie senior for his guidance, the little monk said goodbye. ”

After the little monk finished speaking, he left here.

The little monk did not go back to the Great Leiyin Temple, but went to his original courtyard.

After returning to his courtyard, the little monk looked at the familiar appearance in the courtyard, but his heart was extremely sad.

There is no more her in this temple, and the Buddha does not cross her.

In this courtyard, there is no such flower.

The little monk came to the root of the north wall, sat on the ground against the wall, and looked at the small pit on the ground, where he had planted the seeds of the Dark Flower with his own hands.

There used to be a dark flower growing there, and I chatted with him every day.

That dark flower once turned into a human here, accompanied him to recite scriptures and practice, and laughed and played with him.

But now, there's nothing.

Buddha, are you right? She's just a dark flower, she's never done anything hurtful, she just wants to be with me every day, is she wrong? You sent her to the ghost world.

Master, are you right? You took away a child who was still in swaddling clothes, leaving the child away from his parents, losing his parenting companionship, causing his parents to lose their child, and making a family of three who should have been happy and happy fall apart. Aren't they sad?

Save the principles of heaven and go to people's desires.

What is removed is human desire, and it is also removed that everyone has the right to have family affection and love, just for practice, only for Buddhism.

But human desire is innate, and is it really right to deliberately suppress and abandon human ethics?

Every monk aspires to become a Buddha, and after becoming a Buddha, he desires to be stronger, isn't that a desire?

If the desire is really removed, then whoever still wants to become a Buddha can just chant the sutras every day, and live in a muddy way, and there will be no desire to become a Buddha.

If there is a desire to become a Buddha, then what is the desire to go to others, what is the six roots of purity.

Buddha, you are too selfish.

Or rather, every monk is too selfish.

They leave their parents, their wives and children, chant sutras and recite Buddha every day, do not fulfill their filial piety, do not take responsibility, escape from the world, just to become Buddhas.

It's so selfish.

So, why should I become a Buddha?

I love what I love, my heart is my heart, if there is really a Buddha in the world, it is not Amitabha Buddha, she is my Buddha, I have practiced all my life, just for her.

The little monk sat here for three days, opened his eyes, took off his robe, threw it to the ground, and rose to the east without looking back.

I took revenge first, and then went to find her.

It doesn't matter if you become a Buddha or a demon.

I live only for myself, only for her.

An hour later, the little monk came to the sky above Peacock City.

"Demon monk, demon monk is here again. ”

"Help, help. ”

"Damn, wasn't he accepted by the Buddha five years ago?

"O Buddha, take him away, your devotees, please. ”

"Why aren't you dead, why aren't you dead!"

Listening to the cursing and begging below, the little monk sneered and said, "Demon Monk Huiyu, Telai Duhuaer, etc." ”

At this time, the dragon bird immortal also came over quickly, looked at the little monk, and found that the other party was already a fairyland cultivator, and his pupils shrank.

"Hui Yu, you went on a killing spree here back then, for the sake of the Buddha's face, spare your life, you don't want to repent, what are you doing here?"

The Dragon Sparrow Immortal's tone was tough, but his eyes were full of jealousy.

The little monk was able to hurt him when he was in the transcendent realm, and now he has broken through to the immortal realm, and the dragon bird immortal is not confident that he will be able to defeat him.

The little monk smiled fiercely and said: "You were going to kill her that day, and today the poor monk has learned something, and I have come to pass on to you a style of divine palm." ”

"You ......"

The dragon bird immortal was annoyed and angry, and was about to make a move, but the little monk flew towards the sky at a very fast speed.

The Dragon Sparrow Immortal didn't know what he was going to do, so he could only take out the magic weapon and stare at the sky vigilantly.

Gradually, the little monk flew higher and higher, and his body became smaller and smaller, until he could no longer see.

Of course, the Dragon Sparrow Immortal would not be naïve to think that the little monk would just leave.

Suddenly, the Dragon Sparrow Immortal felt an extremely strong coercion in the sky.

His eyes were jealous, and his whole body was full of cultivation, ready to meet the attack of the little monk.

Gradually, a golden point of light appeared in the sky, and the point of light fell quickly, and soon, he could see that it was a golden palm.

The palm was far away from him, but it was getting closer and bigger.

By the time he reached the top of his head, the palm was already a thousand feet in size.

The dragon bird immortal was terrified, and immediately raised his sword and blasted towards the palm.

When the palm of his hand was fifty zhang away from him, it was already two thousand zhang in size.

The dragon bird immortal soared into the sky and struck towards the palm, he knew that it was too late to escape, he only had to meet it and smash the palm to have any hope of living.

The dragon bird immortal collided head-on with his palm, but it didn't even stir up a ripple, and it was bombarded into powder.

Below is the city, which is a city with a radius of 3,000 zhang. All the people in the city saw the dazzling light of the palm that fell from the sky.

The palm of the hand fell quickly, and after a breath, it fell to the ground.

When the smoke cleared, the magnificent city that had stood on the earth disappeared, leaving only a large pit in the shape of a palm.

This pit is 3,000 zhang long.

The city is gone, and hundreds of thousands of people are scattered.

The little monk stood in mid-air, laughing maniacally.

"I've avenged you, and they're all dead. ”

The little monk laughed maniacally, and suddenly, a person appeared behind him.

That's the Lotus Ancient Buddha.

The Lotus Ancient Buddha looked at the huge pit on the ground, here, a few breaths ago, it was still a lively city.

"Amitabha. ”

The Lotus Ancient Buddha closed his eyes sadly, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and recited a Buddha name of great compassion.

The little monk looked at the master, knelt in the air, and said, "Ask the master to fulfill it." ”

"Hey, evil, criminal. ”

Of course, the Lotus Ancient Buddha understood what the little monk meant by the fulfillment.

He was bent on death.

If you die, you can go to the ghost world, and you can go to him.

"Hey, in vain, why bother. ”

The Lotus Ancient Buddha was heartbroken, he didn't want things to turn out like this, this was his favorite apprentice, and now he wanted to end his life with his own hands.

But he also knew that the little monk was too deep in the demon and too obsessed, even if he didn't kill him, he would die and look for the dark flower.

"Master, the apprentice has no regrets, but I'm sorry Master, the apprentice has nothing, only this one life, Master take it back, and become a disciple. ”

The little monk said firmly.

"Hey, that's it, you're too obsessed, just look for her, let it be. Your physical body will be preserved for you by the teacher. ”

The Lotus Ancient Buddha sighed.

"Master Xie. ”

The little monk kowtowed again.

The Lotus Ancient Buddha stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of the little monk's head, and the cultivation of the Golden Immortal Great Perfection and even the half-step saint exploded.

He carefully separated the little monk's soul from his body, not to hurt his soul, not to hurt his body.

"Go, disciple. ”

The little monk died, and a ferryman came to pick up his soul.

The Lotus Ancient Buddha held the body of the little monk and walked towards the West Tianling Mountain.

The soul of the little monk watched the master go away, and the voice of the ferryman came to his ears.

"Monk Huiyu, let's go, I'll take you to the Sea of Bitterness. ”

The ferryman said with a smile.

"How do I enter the Ghost Realm?"

"See all the sorrows and evils of the world. ”

"Alright then, let's go. ”

The little monk stood up.

"What if, I mean, the person you're looking for isn't in the ghost world?"

The ferryman asked.

"Then I will go through all the worlds to find her. ”

The little monk said.

Traveling all over the world, I also want to find you, just like the Stygian Flower Fairy later walked all over the fairy world, and he also wanted to find the little monk.