The eighteen bronze human arrays secretly combine the five elements of gossip, which is endless, and the idle people can't break it at all.

However, in the face of seventy years of internal force, it was nothing, the bamboo pole in the old lady's hand turned into an afterimage, and the strong momentum swept the audience, and all the monks flew out upside down together, coughing up blood.

The formation was crushed in an instant.

"Buddhist monks, but so, looking for flowers and willows all day long, cultivating instead of advancing but retreating. ”

The old lady said lightly.

"How many years of skill has the ghost mother-in-law given you?"

The abbot was furious, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Not much, just seventy years. ”

"Maniac!"

"What about a madman, as long as you can set foot in your Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, everything is worth it. ”

The old lady slashed out a sword qi, swept through everyone, and walked towards the inner courtyard with her feet raised, as if entering a no-man's land.

"Amitabha, Su Mei'er, if you leave now, the poor monk will not pursue you anything. ”

The abbot said slowly with a gloomy face.

The old lady remembered that seven years ago, she sneaked into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and pleaded for forgetfulness, the abbot was kind on the surface, but secretly he drugged himself, leaving himself alone with him, and wanted to do things that were bitten off by himself.

Afterwards, under the banner of righteousness, this monk united with a group of so-called righteous people to take away all the female dependents of Hehuanmen, and kill all the men.

What was done after that, even a fool can guess.

She didn't understand that in such a sect, why did the monk still have to keep his memory, with the other party's ability, it was not difficult to escape.

"Die!"

There is nothing to say about ten thousand Buddhas, this is a great feud between life and death, and one must die.

A bamboo pole in her hand flew up and down, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and in the past seven years, in order to make up for the lack of moves, she only practiced a sword, and she was perfect.

The toes were light, the body fluttered, and the power in the dantian was mobilized at this moment.

A touch of cold light, what does it matter if you slaughter the world.

"This skill, this swordsmanship!"

The old monk was horrified, panicked, and the sword pierced his lute bone, just as he had pierced the monk of forgetfulness back then.

The sword swept across, and the surrounding monks who were watching the battle fell in pieces, their heads flying, and blood splattered three feet.

"Demon girl, the old monk has long known that your mind has been eroded by demonic energy, and it is the most wrong choice for the old monk not to kill you that day!"

The old monk was flawed.

"Those who are in the right path will not let you go. ”

"Those who are in the right path have died completely, and you are the last. ”

Wiping the bamboo pole in her hand, the old lady said lightly.

"You ......"

The old monk wanted to say something, but the cold light burst out, and the bamboo pole easily pierced his chest and nailed him to the front of the Buddha hall.

The blood gushed like a pillar, the old monk couldn't stop, and wanted to surrender and ask for help, but found that the figure of the old lady had long disappeared, looking at the temple full of corpses in front of him, the old monk roared, he was a little crazy.

Outside the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

The old lady swept the snow on the plaque with a bamboo pole, and the Buddha character was revealed again.

Listening to the frantic roar of rage inside the temple, she laughed for the first time in seven years.

"Monk, now, the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas is a Buddhist gate. ”

In front of the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the old monk lost too much blood and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of chains colliding, and he tried to keep his eyes open, and a figure appeared in front of him.

The old monk was overjoyed: "Forget, save me, it's the demon girl who came, he killed all the brothers in the temple, you save the old man, you will atone for your sins, and the old man will not blame you for the past!"

He looked down at the blood hole on the old monk's chest and smiled slightly.

"Abbot, the disciple's calamity has passed, he has become a Buddha, and today's world, in the eyes of the little monk, is just a cause and effect. ”

The old monk's face was dull, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes: "If you become a Buddha, you should save people, don't you want to be peaceful for all generations, save people's lives, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter, this is a great merit!"

He shook his head and said lightly: "Abbot, have you forgotten how you taught the little monk seven years ago? Everything is cause and effect, and your cause and effect need to be faced by yourself." ”

The old monk was shocked, and looked at the sincere and clear eyes, he understood that what the other party said was true, such clear eyes could not be pretended, and the other party had really entered the state of a saint.

Right and wrong, can no longer shake the other party, now forget, do not look at right and wrong, only look at cause and effect, this is not to comprehend a certain knowledge, but a state from the heart.

He didn't understand, how could this elm head be enlightened, how could it be in this state, obviously he hadn't even played with a woman, how could he survive the love tribulation?

"Are you ...... Revenge on me......"

The old monk died, he was unwilling and died with his eyes open.

"Abbot, your cause and effect are concluded. ”

Forget his expression was indifferent, and helped the old monk close his eyes.

When a Buddha heart came out, he no longer saw people, but the inextricable connections between people.

Walking slowly towards the outside of the temple, he walked out one step at a time, shrunk into inches, and disappeared into the snow with a few flickerings.

......

On the cliff, Forget came to the young man who was nailed.

Reaching out to touch it, it passed directly through its body.

"Sure enough, there is no second victim, you are the little monk, you are the weak side of the little monk's heart, you have resisted the grievances, sourness, confusion and confusion for the little monk, now the little monk's catastrophe has passed, you and I should be back together. ”

"If you don't have the courage to accept yourself, the little monk, you don't have to talk about Buddha anymore. ”

Forget to smile lightly, showing a relieved look.

The young man who was originally crucified in front of him raised his head slightly, smiled at each other, turned into stars and disappeared in place, submerged into the body of Forget.

Screen flow.

The old lady faltered, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, she was not old, and the only remaining bit of vitality was used in the battle.

The spirit is seriously overdrawn, and she can't live.

The old lady did not walk out of the West Desert, leaned against a big tree, lay down slowly, closed her eyes, and had a smile on the corner of her mouth, completely lifeless.

The void twisted, and the figure appeared, picked up the old lady, and disappeared into the distance.

Three days later, somewhere in a dense forest.

The ghost mother-in-law stared at the young man in front of her with a frightened face: "You are only twenty-seven this year, how can you be so strong!"

The monk slowly put down the corpse in his hand: "The little monk has become a Buddha, do you recognize this person?"

"I know, the old woman has given her seventy years of skill. ”

"I understand the rules, Shouyuan will return it to her, and the little monk will bear the cause and effect. ”

The ghost mother-in-law was very simple, her hand pinched the seal, and the cold aura surged towards the old lady's corpse, and the white hair turned into black hair in an instant, and the withered body was revitalized again.

"Three days later, you can return the soul, what do you exchange for?"

"The innate treasure, the Buddha's relics. ”

"Done!"

The ghost mother-in-law's eyes burst with essence, and she earned it.

Forgetting very simply, one hand pierced into the lower abdomen, blood gushed out, took out the relics, and handed them to the ghost mother-in-law.

"Money and goods!"

The ghost mother-in-law turned and disappeared from the forest.

The monk looked indifferent, walked slowly to the old lady's side, and sat down cross-legged.

"The cause and effect are over, but in the future, there will be no steamed buns. ”