As soon as he was free, he hurriedly said, "Presiding officer, you should give me this scripture." ”

He said this when he saw that the sea did not seem to care much about the scriptures.

Fahai said: "This "Heavenly Demon Sutra" is left with me, you can go back with me." He grabbed the obscurity, and the obscurity only blinked his eyelids and went to the monastery.

Fahai put this scripture into his robe, too lazy to care about the obscurity, Jinguang Temple has its own precept hall, if he makes trouble, he will be punished by his own monks.

He didn't care about the rights of the temple, and everything in the Jinguang Temple in his eyes wasn't worth his trouble, as long as he didn't make any trouble when he went out to hunt for the treasure moon.

This night he sat in the Dharma Sea Meditation Room, with a golden light on his body, and he was practicing the Dharma passed down from the Moonlight Bodhisattva.

It's just that the Moonlight Bodhisattva is a human body, he is a demon body, although the profound Buddhism has been explained to him in detail by Venerable Baoyue, some of these passes, still can't break through, which makes him a little impetuous.

He was originally a demon clan, even if he had some self-cultivation skills, it was difficult to settle down at this time, so he took out the Heavenly Demon Sutra.

Fahai didn't know that this volume of the Heavenly Demon Sutra was obtained by Baoguang by accident.

Baoguang Buddhism is profound, but it has not obtained clear insight, so the merits of the golden-bodied Arhat are always not achieved, and then the supernatural powers are lost, but they are blessed by misfortune, and the Buddha's heart is diligent.

After getting the Heavenly Demon Sutra, you will know that although this Demon Sutra enters the Tao with a side door, some evil arts, all of which are directed at people's hearts, even if they are enlightening in Buddhism and Taoism to cut through the falsehood.

But precisely because it involves the subtleties of the mind, once you have a bad pool, it is easy to fall into the devil's path and lose your own nature.

It is necessary to have great wisdom and to break through the three poisons of 'greed, hatred, and ignorance', and to have no distracting thoughts in their minds to control the evil arts.

Baoguang knew that this scripture would be a disaster if it was circulated, but he thought that this was the work of a predecessor and sage, and he couldn't bear to destroy it, until he passed away, and he was entangled in whether to destroy it.

In the end, he made up his mind and asked the senior monks of Vajra Temple to set up a ban in the jade box of the scriptures, so that Hui Ming could bring the scriptures back to the Jinguang Temple, bury them in the place where the spiritual whims gathered, and be nurtured by the Dharma day and night to expel the evil qi in the scriptures.

In the future, even if someone sees this sutra again, they can still calm their minds and will not indulge in it.

As for whether something can be achieved, it only depends on chance.

At that time, Hao Ming asked Baoguang why he didn't hand it over to Baoyue to preside, but Baoguang smiled and didn't answer.

It wasn't until the road back to the mountain that I knew that Zen Master Baoyue had also passed away, and I understood the meaning of Baoguang at that time.

Fahai has mastered his own supernatural powers and practiced for thousands of years, even if he sees the three words of the Heavenly Demon Sutra, he doesn't care about it.

With his practice, although he is not as firm as the masters of the Taoist and Buddhist families, the heavenly demons can't confuse him.

Tonight, Fahai was determined to take a look at the Heavenly Demon Sutra to see what was inside.

As soon as I opened the scriptures, there were indeed many wonderful spells recorded in it, but Fahai was comparable to the likes of earth immortals and arhats, and he didn't take these spells into his eyes.

He swept past all those involving spells, and then followed by a text that told the way of the Heavenly Demons.

He originally came from Venerable Baoyue to learn about the profound Buddhism, and in the early years he traveled the world, and he also dabbled in Taoism. For the way of the heavenly demons described in it, I was fascinated at once.

The reason for this lies in the way of the heavenly demons, the subtlety of the two Buddhas of the same way, and there are some similarities, which involve spiritual discourse, which is very similar to the moonlight Bodhisattva Sutra spoken by Baoyue.

For example, the Buddha uses tens of millions of incarnations to purify sentient beings, and he is immortal, in fact, he spreads his own Dharma teachings, as long as he can make people believe, he is naturally equal to tens of millions of incarnations, and this is all sentient beings are me, and I am all sentient beings.

Falling in the Heavenly Demon Sutra is to condense the seeds of one's own mind and spread it among sentient beings, as long as its actions are in line with one's own thoughts, and subtly, one can do that act of stealing one's heart and turn others into me.

At first, Fahai thought that he was well-informed and had profound Buddhism, so he did not put this sutra in his eyes, but after reading it, he felt more and more that the Buddha and the demon had something in common, which can be described as a thought to become a Buddha and a thought to become a demon.

There is no difference between Buddha and demons.

He didn't know that when he had this thought in his heart, the demon barrier had already grown.

At the end, there was a record of the art of the transformation of heaven and man, and I finally couldn't help but cultivate.

Shen Lian slowly opened his eyes in the concept of killing. After he saw that kind of swordsmanship and blood-colored long sword, he knew that he was definitely not Chen Beidou's opponent.

Although I don't want to admit this fact.

The purpose of entering is to forget the picture you have seen, so that your heart can be cleared again.

It's just that no matter what, the blood in the spiritual platform can't be erased after all.

Fang Yanying was guarding outside when Shen Lian entered the timer. Because she still had a lot to ask about Shizun, but after Shen Lian came back from outside, she had been in a steady position, and she couldn't bother.

In the cold night, the concept of killing is more secluded than before, and there are not even insects and birds chirping nearby, to create a quiet picture of cicadas and quiet forests, birds and mountains.

Even if Shen Lian cleansed away the killing machine in the concept of killing, out of the instinct of living beings, the living beings outside did not dare to enter the realm of the concept of killing without authorization.

In the whole view, there are only two living creatures, Fang Yanying and Shen Lian.

Therefore, Fang Yanying always felt that there was a faint sadness in the view, and she didn't dare to close her eyes, for fear that she would see Li Yuanliang and them as soon as she closed her eyes. She was a little afraid to face these fellow disciples, afraid that they would ask why they all died, but she was the only one who could survive.

After Shen Lian opened her eyes, she didn't call Fang Yanying in, maybe the cold wind and dew could make her sober up a lot.

Moreover, Shen Lian remembered in his heart where Chen Jianmei had gone, and what had taken the lives of these disciples, which was really puzzling to him.

He knew that even if Chen Beidou couldn't sit down, it was not because his strength was not enough, but because he was missing a trace of harmony, it was impossible to destroy the souls of all living creatures in the realm of killing beings in an instant.

The dawn in the east gradually broke, a trace of morning light entered, Shen Lian refined the morning light, his face was moist, and the whole person was like jade smoke, and slowly walked out of the door.

As expected, Fang Yanying also looked at Shen Lian.

To her surprise, Shen Lian came to her side, sat down against the wall, held a sword against the ground in one hand, the hair on his forehead fluttered with the breeze, and he had a lazy noble temperament all over his body, letting those gentle morning rays sprinkle on his body.

She wanted to speak.

Shen Lian turned his head sideways and stopped her with his eyes, as if to say that today's daylight was good and she should enjoy it.

Xu is Chenxi is softness, or Shen Lian's laziness has infected Fang Yanying, and the haze in his heart has dissipated a lot.

But before his mood could improve much, black clouds spread in the distance, and soon the whole mountain was obscured.

On the clouds are countless demon soldiers, densely packed, and you can't see the bottom at a glance.

Countless birds on the mountain panicked and flew away. (To be continued.) )