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That Lu Yeqing said that he ignored cause and effect, did not cultivate the deity, and killed in vain, so that the means took away his Dharma Realm Dojo, which was just like being slapped by someone for Wu Xu, and he was also humiliated, "If you are ignorant and backward, you will be beaten!" Wu Xuan was depressed and his heart was shaken. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, this is the frustration of the Dharma Realm Dojo being taken away, but in the final analysis, the most fundamental thing is the question that has been plaguing Wuxu. What kind of causal cycle is it? Are you destined, destitute, ugly, and ignorant in this life? Are you destined to commit a great sin in your previous life? Are others humiliating you, beating and scolding you, plundering you, and mutilating you? Are those who murder and set fire, commit adultery, plunder and plunder, and commit unscrupulous acts in the aftermath of death?

But then, Wu Xufu saw two women die tragically in a row, which was extremely miserable, but when it comes to cause and effect, it is likely that they all deserve it. Could it be that this is the Buddha, this is the proof that God gave himself?

"Master!" one of the demon cultivators who had just killed the ghost cultivator woman in the sky flew over and rolled down in front of Wuxu. Wuxu looked at it and said lightly, "It turned out to be you." Get up, I'm not your master, I'm just a side. “

That demon cultivator is none other than Long Zhen. On the same day, Wuxu first entered the enchantment of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, met Long Zhen by chance, took him to play at the civil and military meeting, and later pointed him out a little.

Long Zhen, when he heard Wuxu say this, he had to laugh, salute, stand up, and say hello for a while, seeing that Wuxu was in a trance, he asked Wuxu to follow his residence.

At this time, Wuxu's heart was chaotic, and there was nothing to do, so he followed Long Zhen. All the way to the mountain, Long Zhen kept talking, and Wuxu listened silently. It turned out that Long Zhen was born with the East China Sea Demon Clan, and he also went to the Middle Earth Continent, the prosperous land south of the Yangtze River, and when the East Sea Demon Clan was defeated and retreated, Long Zhen was sent to Dongying Fusang. Now, nominally, Dongying Fusang is ordered by the Divine Palace, but in fact, it is still controlled by the East Sea Demon Clan. Behind this, Biyou Palace and Haiku Temple are also making their own efforts, and there are faint signs of breaking away from the East China Sea Demon Clan and secretly colluding with Lushan Qingjing Peak and Lotus Law Peak. Of course, now that the ghost road overhaul is making waves, the situation in Dongying Fusang is faintly out of control.

Wuxu listened silently, noncommittal, and did not say a word. Long Zhen saw that Wu Xuan was like this, and after leading to his residence, he ordered his subordinates to clean up a quiet small courtyard. After Wuxu moved in, he sent two maids to guard outside. Zhang Luo took a long time before leaving.

Wuxu sat alone in the secluded room, sitting upright with his palms together, but it was difficult to settle down, his mood was surging, and his thoughts were myriad. It lasted until late at night, but I heard the sound of a fight outside. The divine sense swept away, but he saw that Long Zhen was fighting with a Terran Taoist priest at the moment.

That Taoist priest has cultivated to a high level, and he is two realms higher than Long Zhen. Several times, if it weren't for Long Zhen's advantage of the dragon clan's "thick skin and thick flesh", he fought a few times, I am afraid that he would have been defeated. Rao is like this, after repeated head-to-head battles, Long Zhen is already unbearable, obviously at a disadvantage; on the other hand, the Taoist priest not only whisks the dust flying, but also sacrifices a flying sword, which is like a wave of the sea, and will hurt Long Zhen at any time, and even put him to death.

Wuxu flicked his fingers and pointed at the Taoist priest in the air. The Taoist priest staggered a few steps, almost fell to the ground, and then fled. Long Zhen, knowing that it was Wuxu who came to help, flew to the outdoor where Wuxu was, and saluted to thank him.

Wu Xuan had something in his heart, he was planning to leave after a little rest, how could he care about Long Zhen's false courtesy, he just asked casually, "Biyou Palace and your East Sea Demon Clan have already torn their faces like this?" Long Zhen was also puzzled, and said hatefully, "Biyou Palace is so rampant, tomorrow I will be the fourth prince of Ming!" After staying for a while, seeing Wu Wu's words, Long Zhen had to say, "The disciple has just received a notice that tomorrow night, the Divine Palace will hold a big sacrifice in the Yamato Hall in Kyoto, and the disciple will go early in the morning, guarding in front of the palace, and cannot serve with him." The master will be tomorrow, but if there is a need, he will be instructed. ”

The Great Priest moved in his heart and asked in detail. Long Zhen didn't know anything about this, only knew that tomorrow the Shrine would hold a big sacrifice to the dead in the Yamato Hall, and now the fourth prince of the Dragon King, Ao Ji, who was guarding Dongying Fusang, personally sent an order down, ordering Long Zhen and other monks of the East Sea Demon Clan to go to help and be on guard. The implications of surveillance are very strong.

The Great Priest Shrine Rush Den Ao Ji ?。。。。。。。

Wu Xuan was keenly and intuitively aware that it seemed to have something to do with his Law Realm Dojo being taken away by Lu Yeqing. After thinking about it, he said to Long Zhen, "This is quite dangerous, if you can trust it, how about I do it for you?"

Long Zhen fought with the Taoist priest of Biyou Palace to the death, and the injury was not light, and after thanking Wuxu here, he did not go for a long time, lingering, and he had a faint plan. Helplessly, Wuxu looked like he was wandering out of the world, and he looked like he was worried, and many words were not easy to say, but when he was helpless to leave, he suddenly heard Wuxu say this, and he couldn't help but be surprised and happy in his heart, and immediately saluted and hugged his fists, "Long Zhen's cultivation is low, but he has a skill, and he doesn't want the master to take risks for me." “

Wuxu was stunned and re-examined Long Zhen. Maybe it's the physique of the dragon clan, although Long Zhen is only twenty-eight years old at the moment, he is already very burly, and a year or two ago, it is like two people. Especially the way he talks and behaves, he is already very sophisticated, and he can't be regarded as a child.

"Cause and effect!" Wu Xuan said secretly, "Since you have this intention, I can't ignore it, and treat it as a transaction." Then he asked, "Long Zhen, the little monk has two exercises here, which are suitable for you." One is that our Buddha marryed and opened the door to convenience, the so-called six-character mantra is also, and the other is the eight heavenly dragons of the tantric lama teaching mandala dharma realm. ”

Long Zhen was overjoyed when he heard this, thought for a moment, and replied carefully, "The six-character Great Ming Mantra is extremely special and widely spread, and Long Zhen has also understood it before. However, his qualifications are blunt and he has not had all the inductions. "Paused," but I don't know, Tianlong Babu, is it also so extremely difficult? Long Zhen also has some true dragon blood, but he can give it a try. ”

"It's so simple!" Wuxu flicked his fingers, and a divine thought struck him.

The so-called Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon is a fabrication of enlightenment. In fact, it is the Dharma Realm of the Mandala and the Dharma of contemplating the outer heavenly dragons of the other courtyard. Compared to the six-character Daming mantra, it can't be compared. First, the six-character mantra is the mantra of Avalokiteshvara. Second, when Dorjee blessed Xiao Meizi, he once said, "But those who can recite the six-character Great Ming Mantra are those of my Buddhism." Isn't Wuxu just thinking about it? In the end, cultivating the eight divisions of the heavenly dragon is no more than a heavenly dragon in the mandala Dharma realm, and how can the status of my Buddhist disciple be comparable to that of reciting the mantra of Guanyin Bodhisattva?

Doing this is also a common method used by people in Buddhism to avoid cause and effect.

Take Long Zhen's quest for exercises at this moment, Wuxu has two exercises here that can fit Long Zhen. If he preaches his six-character Daming mantra, this exercise is hugely powerful, extremely special, Long Zhen learns, it is inevitable that he will get into trouble in the future, and cause and effect; In the future, will Wuxu also protect Long Zhen like Dorjee blessed Xiaomeizi? This is another cause and effect.

However, all people in the Buddhist sect will not break the precepts unless they have to. Buddhism, on the other hand, has strict precepts, not killing, not drinking, and not lying。。。。。。 If it is not necessary to realize the void, especially if he has just experienced the Dharma Realm Dojo being taken away, he was reprimanded by Lu Yeqing as "not respecting cause and effect, and repeatedly committing heavy precepts", and he will not break the precepts, and he will lie to Long Zhen, and do not tell Long Zhen that he has a six-character mantra here that fits him, and it cannot be said that the six-character Daming mantra is not as good as the so-called Tianlong Babu exercises. Wu Xuan didn't say anything, only let Long Zhen choose for himself.

This is not breaking vows, but avoiding cause and effect. People in Buddhism often say that it is fate, and this is fate.

Seeing that Long Zhen chose the mandala Dafa realm and visualized the method of the Heavenly Dragon outside the courtyard, his heart was relieved, and he immediately couldn't help but say, raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and passed it to him. This method is originally practiced by people who cultivate the Mandala Dharma Realm. Wuxu and Long Zhen gave up this joint, just as Wuxu realized the Mandala Heavenly Sword Formation, and passed it on to Zhang Cuilu and others, strictly speaking, it can be regarded as having to take care of the Lama's rituals and teach the Lama's teachings privately.

Long Zhen got this exercise, his divine sense swept away slightly, his face was happy, he took out his waist card, explained the location of the Yamato Hall and some trivial precautions, and hurriedly retired and went to practice.

Early the next morning, the sky was just bright, and the sun was shining through the heavy dead clouds, and the wisps of it were secretly sprinkled here and there. After a night of sleeplessness and a night of undecided enlightenment, he changed into the appearance of Long Zhen and set off to the Yamato Palace.

According to Ryuzhen, this Yamato Hall was originally the base camp of the shrine in Kyoto. Usually patrolling and guarding, most of them are the East Sea Demon Clan. It's just that this time the Great Sacrifice seems to be extraordinary, and the Divine Palace actually took the initiative to notify the East Sea Demon Clan and asked for increased vigilance. Now the fourth prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Ji, who is in charge of Fusang in Dongying, is naturally cautious and has transferred a lot of good players.

Wu Xuan secretly observed, there are no less than ten demon cultivators at the human level. A cultivator like Long Zhen, who has about six layers of mortal dust, can only be assigned under the stone steps outside the main hall. On the contrary, the native human monks of the Dongying Fusang in the Divine Palace did not even have a real monk, and most of them were on the fourth or fifth floor in the middle of the mortal world, and they were busy there, preparing for the big sacrifice in a tense and orderly manner.

Dressed in armor and holding a spear, Wuxu stood there quietly, his eyes looking into the distance, just like the Vedic King in the temple of the Heavenly King.

He saw the sunrise and sunset, saw countless flowers and fruits, saw the fragrant cars and BMWs, and saw the ragged shirts.

He saw the monks clasping their hands, the Taoist priests bowing their heads, and the righteousness of Confucianism.

Dorjee and Shi Hai, with Xiao Meizi, and a group of monks, with solemn faces, walked slowly; Xuanqingzi and Xuanlingzi, with a group of Taoist priests, passed by in a fairy manner, and walked up the stone steps; Xuanyi Zhenjun, Tao Taixuan, came with an old man, and the aura of Haoran was like a cloud。。。。。。。

There were also many silent monks, dressed in Dongying Fusang costumes, who came one after another, and entered one after another.

There are also many ordinary people, densely surrounded by more than ten meters outside the hall, although one step beyond the thunder pool, but crowded, but like the sea water ready to go.

Finally, night fell, the lights came on, and there was a deafening sound of drums in the hall! Inexplicable incantations, like mercury pouring out of the ground, filled the air.

The Great Sacrifice has begun!

A dragon chant sounded, and it was the message of Dorjee, the fourth prince of the Dragon King, who had not been masked for a long time. The demon monks on the left and right immediately slowly floated in the air, and the spears in their hands began to release various colors of light. It's like the gods are guarding. Wuxu also immediately rose into the air, standing a few feet above the crowd in front of him.

At this time, the sky was dark and gray, and it began to flow rapidly, forming a vortex directly above the main hall, which was very terrifying. The sound of the Buddha's horn suddenly sounded, and Wuxu could hear that in the hall, the Buddhist monks all spoke, even Dorjee and others were no exception. The grand aura of Buddhism rises from the main hall and gathers together, forming a layer of golden halo, shrouded in the main hall.

The incantations of those people in the Divine Palace were even more urgent, as if they were all roaring, but they were continuous, as if they were not dying.

The crowd outside the hall began to shine with a look of joy and fanaticism on their faces, and while learning this spell and shouting loudly, they were not afraid of the East Sea Demon Clan monks who were flying in the air outside the main hall, and the spears in their hands were spewing light and flames, and walked towards the main hall in a low and powerful manner.

Seeing these people, getting closer and closer to the main hall, the situation seemed to be a little out of control. A demon cultivator flew out, and the spear in his hand swept towards the ground. The dark green light of the gun, like a thunderbolt, dozens of people couldn't dodge, turned into a pool of dark green pus and blood, and then turned into wisps of green smoke, dissipating in the air, leaving only patches of foul-smelling stains on the ground.

The crowd fell silent and silent, except for the relatives and friends of those who had died, falling to their knees and wailing in despair.

Wu Xuan was a little unbearable, looking left and right, those East Sea demon cultivators seemed to have become accustomed to it. What's even more strange is that none of the people from the Divine Palace in the main hall came out to deal with the aftermath.

Suddenly, Wu Xuan was startled and turned to look back. In the inexplicable and strange sound of incantations, in the yellow halo formed by many Buddhist monks, a statue of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth appeared. This aspect seems to be a bodhisattva projected from the infinite void, hazy and almost transparent. As soon as this Dharma phase appeared, the gray whirlpool above the main hall hung down a waterfall-like dead air. In the dead air, there were countless ghosts flying, their faces were clear and pale, and the yin in their mouths was endless, competing for the first place, and they were rushing towards the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth.

Lu Yeqing! Wu was almost certain in his heart.

In the crowd, there was a sudden burst of exclamations, and almost everyone looked in disbelief at the ghosts that pounced on the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King. In their mouths, they shouted all kinds of names and all kinds of titles. Obviously, those ghosts must have been familiar to them, known each other, and even the people next to them last night.

Wuxu also vaguely recognized a few people. There are ten in the small building of the izakaya last night, Kabuki, and the female ghost cultivator who lured mortals to absorb yang energy and was immediately beheaded by Long Zhen and others.

Wu Xuan wanted to fly forward and use the spear in his hand to pierce the illusion that Lu Yeqing had pretended to be. But he held it back for life, because he found that this Dharma appearance was true, and it was indeed the Dharma appearance of the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo. "This great sacrifice has brought many real monks. Lu Yeqing, who dared to act so recklessly, obviously came prepared. The Ghost Dao True Spirit Great Cultivator of Rakshasa Peak, such as the Black Dragon Envoy, is very likely to be nearby. Now that his Dharma Realm Dojo has been taken away, it's better to think about it in the long run. Wuxu thought secretly, turned around again, and faced the ordinary people outside the hall.

With a bang, the door of the solemn Yamato Palace, which was originally closed, somehow opened. At this moment, these people outside are almost crazy. When they saw the door of the temple wide open, they all wept, laughed, and shouted, and rushed towards the main hall.

"Bold!"

"Look for death!"

Those East Sea Demon Cultivators who were guarding the air outside the hall shouted angrily. They did not receive orders, but they did so habitually.

The earth was full of mortal people. These East Sea Demon Cultivators made a merciless move, and all kinds of guns flashed staggered. Suddenly, within ten meters of the main hall, there were no living people.

But the crowd was even more crazy, because they saw that the dead people in front of them were flying out of the gray whirlpool above the Yamato Hall, and fell in the yellow halo around the Dharma Appearance of the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

Death is no longer terrible, death is nothing but a new birth. The crowd was no longer fearless, on the contrary, it exuded a kind of heroism, a kind of crazy rebound and release that had been shrouded in the shadow of death for a long time. Some of them recited the Buddha's name, and some sang songs, just like the martyrs and heroes who died on the execution ground.

Looking at all this, Wu Xufu turned around again and looked at the Jizo King Bodhisattva with a complicated expression. No life and no death, the cycle of cause and effect, the temple of reincarnation。。。。。。 Lu Yeqing, what exactly do you want to do? Do you really want to recreate reincarnation out of thin air? Impossible, even if you are the reincarnation of Guru Padmasambhava, it is absolutely impossible to do it!

At this time, a woman in gorgeous clothes flew out of the hall, her face was angry, and her voice was extremely cold, almost resounding throughout Kyoto, "The Divine Palace holds a great sacrifice for the dead here, why did the East China Sea Demon Clan kill innocents and prevent my Dongying Shenzhou people from participating?"

This woman is none other than Miyukiko, the current master of the Jingu Palace. Enlightenment recognizes. It's just that today's Miyukiko no longer has a trace of the shyness and sentimentality of the girl back then, and her whole body exudes a majestic momentum.

Miyukiko suddenly appeared, and when she said this, Wuxu knew that the East China Sea Demon Clan was afraid of a catastrophe today. You must know that Miyuko relied on the East China Sea Demon Clan to live in the Divine Palace, nominally unifying Dongying Shenzhou. Turning his face in public like this is obviously a long-term plan. Wu looked at the Dharma of the Jizo King Bodhisattva manifested by Lu Yeqing, and quietly contemplated.

Sure enough, the fourth prince Ao Ji heard Miyukiko fly out and say this, and he didn't know where he flew from, so he looked at Miyukiko obscenely, and laughed, "Sister-in-law, why are you so angry? I, the East China Sea Dragon Clan, are also here to protect this great sacrifice。。。。。 ”

Before he finished speaking, Miyuko made a move. As soon as she raised her hand, five white lights flashed, and she flew to Ao Ji in an instant. Ao Ji laughed angrily, but suddenly his face showed horror. The statue of the Jizo King Bodhisattva in the sky above the Yamato Hall suddenly soared with golden light, and a light shone on the top of Ao Ji's head, fixing it. Ao Ji watched as the white light from Miyuko's five fingers flew through his chest, and he didn't have time to let out a scream!

Immediately afterward, countless golden lights shone down, fixing all the East Sea Demon cultivators inside and outside the hall, whether they were real monks or not. Nami Yukiko, the figure is flying, flicking her fingers again and again. For a time, none of the East China Sea Demon Cultivators present were spared. Only Wuxuan, seeing the opportunity early, flew out early, pretended to be cowardly, and fled.

Seeing this scene, the crowd outside the hall resounded with cheers, and then hundreds of rivers returned to the sea and rushed towards the Yamato Hall. Wuxu couldn't help but be curious, took off his armor and abandoned the gun, touched some dust and blood on the ground, staggered, and followed.

Sure enough, it has been planned for a long time, and there is a big hand, this small Yamato Hall has been cast with the technique of Sumeru, and it is still very empty.

Mortals, stand below. The monks sat up above. Dorjee, Shi Hai and others sat on the top of the left side, and below them were Xuan Lingzi and others, and below them, there were Confucian Xuanyi Zhenjun and others. On the right side, the Taoist monks of Biyou Palace and Haiku Temple sit together at the top, below them are Zhao Tong and other demonic monks, and below them, there are some scattered cultivators. And in the middle, Miyukiko was surrounded by a group of monks dressed in Dongying Fuso costumes, sitting on a low soft couch, and next to her stood a monk with a solemn appearance, it was that Wusheng, that is, Lu Yeqing. He seemed to be in the middle of the set, his eyes were closed, and his hands were knotted with unknown Buddha seals.

Between the laity and the monks, there is a clearing full of patterns. Wuxu took a closer look, and it turned out to be a mandala Dharma realm. The statue of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth on the hall hung down a huge cylindrical Buddha light, shining on the ground where the mandala Dharma realm was painted. In the Buddha's light, the souls of those Eastern Sea Demon Cultivators who had died before all fell down. They struggled in vain, but at last they sank into the ground painted with mandala patterns, as if they had gone to hell. These East Sea Monsters cultivate their souls, extremely small, extremely light, like bubbles, like floating dust, in the light of the Buddha, in mid-air, like rootless duckweed, floating and floating, and the body can't help itself. But in the end, it will not be able to escape. Not only those ordinary people were stunned, but also Duoji, Shi Hai, Xuanyi Zhenjun Tao Taixuan, Xuan Lingzi, Xuan Qingzi and others also showed surprise.

This time, the shrine held a big sacrifice in the Yamato Hall, in addition to the local monks of Fuso, they were also invited to come, originally wanting to take the opportunity to explore the bronze coffin, but they did not expect to see a simple and crude massacre that had been planned for a long time. Moreover, from killing all the East Sea Demon Cultivators outside the Yamato Hall in one fell swoop just now, to now disposing of their souls at will, the means are not to mention real monks, they are ordinary true spirit cultivators, and I am afraid it will be difficult to show them. Dorjee and the others were shocked in their hearts.

"Amitabha!" Lu Yeqing suddenly opened his eyes and said, "The demon cultivator of the East China Sea is rampant, taking and taking away, and treating the people of Dongying Shenzhou as ants. The cycle of cause and effect, the hell of the moment!"

The thousands of ordinary people suddenly shouted, "The cycle of cause and effect is not happy!

"I don't know how many karma the East China Sea Demon Cultivator has created in Dongying Fusang, and it has made everyone say so!" Wu Xuan sighed secretly.

The monks couldn't help but show a strange look. The matter of reincarnation, the Netherworld, has not appeared for hundreds of years. The so-called reincarnation, I am afraid that except for the Buddhist monks who are confined to the teachings, the other great monks of the sect are different because of the portal. At this moment, the mysterious monk standing next to the palace master of this divine palace suddenly opened his mouth and said so, his expression was extremely solemn. However, the soul of the East Sea Demon cultivator who fell from the pillar Buddha light continued to fall into the faint glow of the mandala. In addition, the thousands of ordinary people below followed the noise like crazy. All this seemed very strange, which made all the monks suspicious, and they were all silent.

Wuxu looked at Lu Yeqing from afar, as well as Mei Xuezi, and said secretly, after tonight, the Divine Palace is afraid that it will really rise, and there is no need to look up to the Eastern Sea Demon to cultivate his snort, let alone look at the faces of Biyou Palace and Haiku Temple. It's just that a dignified shrine that rules Dongying Fusang, taking refuge in the ghost path Rakshasa Peak, and conniving at the bronze coffin to absorb the vitality of countless people, is this leading the wolf into the room, only to get out of the wolf's mouth and into the tiger's den?

A terrible and cruel voice suddenly sounded. I saw a woman, armed with a short self-defense dagger, running out of the crowd of mortals. She was disheveled, her long hair was shawl, her eyes were bloodied and tearful, and she staggered towards the pillar Buddha light. The short dagger, glowing with cold light in the light of the Buddha, was tightly clenched to the ground and stabbed fiercely towards the pillar of light.

"Amitabha!" Lu Yeqing suddenly recited in a merciful voice, "This female benefactor, although he killed six members of your family, in terms of cause and effect, he is guilty of eternal life and cannot be reborn. Now that he's dead, he's gone to hell, why are you so persistent?!"

The woman, castration unabated, replied sharply, "If you can kill this thief, you will be broken to pieces, and you will never be able to live beyond your life, and you will have no regrets!"

A priest of the Shrine flew out and stopped in front of the woman solemnly. A blue glow welled up from his chest, like the sea. The woman rushed in, but could not move any further, let alone advance any further.

A white light flew in, bounced the temple monk away, but did not hurt the woman in the slightest.

"There is revenge, and there is kindness to repay kindness. Since this woman insists on breaking all grievances and hatreds in this life, why can't the master make it convenient?" Zhao Tong said slowly to Lu Yeqing.

At this moment, the woman had already rushed to the pillar Buddha light.

Lu Yeqing, and the ghost Dao True Spirit Cultivator who manipulated the bronze coffin, colluded with each other, using the Mandala Dharma Realm to absorb ghosts, and create a reincarnation scene in front of ordinary people. The monks were suspicious, and they couldn't deceive Wuxuan.

Wuxu knew that if the woman really came into contact with the Buddha's light, she would also be absorbed into the Mandala Dharma Realm, or the so-called reincarnation hall transformed by Lu Yeqing. He said, "Reincarnation, reincarnation." Dare to ask the Guru, what kind of cause and effect, such a person who sins the most heinous, but who is not able to be reborn for eternity? What kind of cause and effect, this woman, whose body is broken to pieces, and who cannot even be reborn forever, who has no regrets, and who cannot slash the enemy?"

Lu Yeqing, his eyes were shining, and he instantly looked at Wuxu. He recognized it. "I know all the cause and effect. If you enter the Dharma Realm of Silence, you will know it by looking at it. A divine thought came over.

Enlightenment's heart moved, indeed, the Extinction Law Realm seemed to be still there, and he seemed to have a sense of it.

The woman kept holding the dagger and rushed forward, but it seemed to be frozen there forever, a little bit away from the light of the pillar Buddha. The ghost, too, stopped falling, hung there, twisting and wriggling.

Everyone was puzzled, but Wuxu knew that Lu Yeqing was waiting for his answer.

To go or not to go?

At this moment, Duoji and Zhao Tong suddenly made a move. Dorjee uttered a six-character mantra, waved his palm to send out a white lotus-shaped auspicious cloud, supported the woman, and flew forward; Zhao Tong sacrificed nine cyan swords, and stabbed towards the yellow Buddha light pillar.

Wu Xu's heart suddenly became hot, his blood boiled, and he instantly entered the Silent Annihilation Law Realm!

That's right

The light of the Buddha appeared, and the demon soul fell.

There seems to be a causal reincarnation.

But unforgettable, deep grievances.

You'll have to do it yourself.

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