"Why, I can't, kill you!"

The monk has been studying Buddhism intensively since childhood, cultivating his body diligently, with a clear and smooth mind and a good character.

But at this moment, he no longer believes in the Buddha in his heart.

He longed to turn into a demon, a man-eating demon, and go to the Buddha country for the Nine Heavens, to ask the Buddha who thought he was compassionate and universal to all sentient beings, what kind of way was his way, why couldn't his disciples of the Great Compassion Temple fall into the red dust? Why did he have a loved one and could only watch her marry another woman?

If you can't be with your loved ones, then what's the point of this avenue?

If you can't follow your own wishes, then how can you cultivate immortality?

Is it to sit for a hundred years and thousands of years, to watch the ups and downs of the smoke in the world, and the change of dynasties? Is it to roam the world, to see their voices and horses, the fire cooking oil, and the flowers blooming?

What can he do if he sees all the things in the world, and what use does he want it?

He will never let go of his heart, he will always be like a knife cutting a sword, and he will always be tortured.

"Hahaha-"

"In that case, what use do I want from you? I will give you back all that you have given me! I want you to return all that you owe me!"

The round monk's eyes became redder, and his eyes were full of madness and anger.

He laughed loudly, but he burst into tears.

He opened his arms and faced the wind, and the tattered monk's robes hunted and blew in the wind, blowing him to a wobble like a flag about to fall.

"Come on!"

He wants to return the Buddha and the cultivation given to him by the Great Compassion Temple.

"I'll give it back to you!"

The round monk raised his right hand, aimed it at his Heavenly Spirit Gai, and without hesitation, slapped it heavily.

Under this palm, he will lose all his skills, he will be seriously injured, and he will become a waste that is not even as good as ordinary people, but he doesn't care, he doesn't want to owe them, he doesn't want to owe them even a little bit, he wants to return everything he has gained before to them, and there is no further arrears.

Two by two clearly understood.

"Bang-"

After a heavy muffled sound, the round monk was like a Zen staff that had lost its fulcrum, and planted it straight back.

He was like a fallen leaf blown up and down by the wind, and like a stone kicked down the stone steps, rolling down the ladder in embarrassment, stumbling left and right.

"Bang-"

Eventually, he got stuck at the corner of the Golden Scale Ladder and barely managed to stop.

His body was covered with blood and bruises, and the tattered monk's robe became even more tattered, both cracked and stained with his blood.

The round monk stood up tremblingly, his nose and face were swollen, and his sobs flowed, if it weren't for the bare top of his head and the nine ring scars, he would have been a beggar on the street.

"Buddha, Master, I have returned your cultivation, and I don't owe you anything more. ”

"You ...... You also give me back Miss Ah Xiu. ”

The round monk no longer thought about climbing the Golden Scale Ladder, and stopped thinking about becoming an immortal and asked. He turned and faced down the mountain, far away from him, the red world, the group of mortals who watched and worshipped.

He comes from mortal dust, and he will go to mortal mortal dust.

However, his face suddenly became extremely hideous, as if he had seen some kind of flood beast.

The earthly world, there, there is no longer his home.

Where should he go?

Dabei Temple, he can't go back; everywhere else in the world, even if the scenery is good, he doesn't want to go; Qingfeng Town, where there is a Xiu girl, he ...... He didn't know how to face her, he didn't dare to go back.

The world is so big that there is no place to go.

It turned out that there was no place for him in this world.

"Hahaha-"

"I have nowhere to go. ”

And so he fell into madness and anger again.

The demons in the heart began to haunt them.

A black shadow rose into the sky, like a tall mountain peak, and pressed horizontally in front of the round monk's eyes.

It smiled wryly, it was the real devil.

The black shadow of the heart demon separated into a black mist, like an arm, and stretched out towards him, and the arm was gently comforting the wounded, helpless man.

The round monk seemed to be able to hear the dark shadow of the demon in his heart speaking to him.

It said, "Come on, child, put aside your reason and accommodate me, only in this way can you be liberated, and your Axiu girl can return to you." Everyone in this world is deceiving you, but I am the only one who really thinks about you. ”

"If you let go of yourself, you will save yourself. ”

It was tempting him.

The round monk has heard many stories of the devil tempting mortals.

The beautiful snake on the wall, the fox in the mountain, the wild ghost in the ancient temple, they all tempt greedy mortals, once they are greedy, they will be controlled by them, they will dig out their hearts and livers, and they will devour all the essence alive.

However, Miss Ah Xiu is like a deadly poppy.

Although the round monk was so afraid of her that he didn't dare to see her again, he never forgot her and couldn't wait to get along with her day and night.

He couldn't refuse it.

The dark shadow of the demon stretched out another black mist.

Two black mist, like a pair of arms, hugged the round monk tightly, as if they wanted to carry him into his arms.

"Come, accept me, and make me a part of you. The Demon Shadow said to the round monk.

The round monk's hand trembled, and he wavered a little.

"I'm a part of you, why do you resist me?"

The dark shadow of the inner demon saw the wavering of the round monk, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and continued to tempt.

"You are me, I am you. ”

"Yes, you were originally a part of me, you were originally my inner demon. The round monk's red eyes fell into confusion and greed, "I ...... again Why should I resist you, I have suppressed it for so many years, in exchange for nothing, in exchange for nothing but emptiness, in exchange for nothing but an angry fire, an ugly hysteria. ”

"Yes, that's right, that's it, throw away your sanity and let me decide for you. ”

The two black mist that turned out of the black shadow of the heart demon suddenly increased, turning into two black wings.

The black wings completely wrapped the round monk in the black mist, and the black qi of the Dao followed his limbs and bones, along his seven orifices, and penetrated into his body frantically, filling his body with "heart demons" and "malice".

"Whew-"

It seems that even the wind is black.

The black gas was like a tornado, frantically burrowing in.

Finally, the black shadow of the heart demon that was as big as a mountain peak penetrated into the body of the round monk and completely merged with him.

"Hee-hee-hee-"

"Hee-hee-hee-"

The round monk raised his head and let out an eerie laugh.

That laughter, that smile, all have a yin owl with a demonic black breath.

His red eyes were replaced by a black mist of ghostly fire, and his eyes were sunken and hollow, as if they were about to swallow someone.

In the Hongchen cultivation field, one thought can become a Buddha, and one thought can fall into a demon.

Round monk, at this moment, a thought becomes a demon.

He said, "I want you all to die!"

As he spoke, he rushed down the mountain, revealing his long, pointed hands that used to be Buddha's palms and were now devil's claws to the group of lifters who were struggling to climb the golden-scaled ladder.

A killing is about to begin.

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