In Wuji City, Ji Fei stood alone on the central street, and the people of the city were silent, standing quietly on both sides, with an undisguised look of hatred in his eyes.

Ji Fei looked at this scene, his eyes were cold.

"What the hell are they?"

The people of Infinity City can hardly be called a real human being... Although it has no soul and is like a puppet, it seems to have a consciousness of its own and can move freely.

Moreover, these people have a fanatical belief in the old monks in Wuji City, or the ancient Buddha of the Western Desert.

For Ji Fei's question, the old monk did not answer, but pinched his fingers and whispered a Buddha call, "Amitabha, all living beings are suffering, the old monk dares to ask the donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, where can I ask?"

Ji Fei sneered: "All living beings are rising and falling in the bitter sea, the Buddha said: The bitter sea is boundless, and the Taoist friends believe in the Buddha, don't you know the ferry of the bitter sea?"

The old monk shook his head, "The bitter sea rises and falls...... What the donor said is very true, but in the ups and downs of the bitter sea, does the donor have no intention of getting out of the bitter sea?"

Hahaha!" Ji Fei raised his head and smiled, looked at the old monk and said, "The bitter sea is also happy, for Ji, to be able to feel a kind of pleasure in the extreme pain, this bitter sea, what should be detached?"

At the same time, in the hands of the old monk, the seal is constantly changing.

Moreover, what is even more mysterious is that the old monk's body is full of golden light, as if the Buddha has descended on him, and behind him, a phantom of the Buddha appears, looking at Ji Fei with compassion.

At this time, the old monk said the last sentence like this, and at the end, the expression in his eyes suddenly froze, the handprint in his hand changed slightly, and he spit out a word in his mouth, "degree!"

This voice, like thunder, rumbled through Ji Fei's mind.

"Degree—"

In an instant, in his mind, the true body of the three thousand ancient Buddhas appeared, all of which were extremely solemn chanting, one after another Sanskrit sounds, the sound entered the ears, and hit the heart, in this ancient Buddha sound, Ji Fei was gradually lost.

"On the other side of the bitter sea, there is faith and Buddha. ”

The old monk lost no time in speaking, and the voice appeared directly in Ji Fei's ears, hitting his mind.

"The Buddha will help you cross this sea of suffering..."

Lost, lost... Lost!

In this wonderful ancient sound, Ji Fei gradually lost his true nature and gradually lost his Dao heart, and at this time, the shadow of the Buddha in his heart was already gradually imprinted.

This is too terrifying for a cultivator.

In the heart of the cultivator, there is only his own way, and the Buddha is not Ji Fei's way, but the shadow of the Buddha is gradually emerging in Ji Fei's mind, as if this shadow is about to replace Ji Fei's spiritual wisdom.

If he goes on like this, he will become a follower of the Buddha!

In other words, he will permanently surrender to the feet of the Buddha and lose his way. And the most practical embodiment is that the old monk will become Ji Fei's faith.

And, it's the kind of faith that you can live for and die for.

In short, Ji Fei was directly controlled by the old monk.

What a terrible secret art!

In Ji Fei's mind, the three thousand Buddha voices were chanting, and his consciousness was sinking, although in his own heart, he knew that it must be extremely dangerous to go on like this, but his consciousness was already beyond his control.

Sink... Sink!

...

The old monk looked at the changes that had taken place on Ji Fei's body, and a look of relief appeared in the corners of his eyes, "Your body is too angry, and you are born with demonic nature, and the poor monk has no choice but to turn you into a degree." ”

"Take refuge in my Buddha!"

The old monk covered his knees with one hand and pinched the trick with the other, looking compassionate.

"From now on, this Wuji City is your home...... "The old monk was not sad or happy, his expression was soft, and he looked like an ordinary person, but he was very quiet Ji Fei, and said lightly.

"Really?"

Suddenly, Ji Fei, who was looking down in the eyes of the old monk, actually opened his mouth to say a word, which immediately made the old monk's body tremble.

He looked at Ji Fei with a look of disbelief, "Amitabha!"

"This great Pudu mantra has failed..."The old monk was shocked and melancholy in his heart.

Ji Fei raised his head lightly and looked at the old monk, "Hehe, I didn't expect the weirdness of Wuji City to be here... No wonder, although these city citizens are alive, they have no soul!"

"The Great Pudu Mantra ......"

This spell is really terrifying, it can actually purify the soul, if it weren't for his strong divine sense, his own Dao heart like iron, coupled with the help of the Heavenly Divine Wood at the most critical moment, I am afraid that he will also be like the vast number of beings in Wuji City, directly by the old monk's mouth of the great Pudu mantra.

The old monk said lightly: "Daoyou's cultivation is unfathomable, and in the past 10,000 years, the second person has been able to escape from Lao Gao's Great Pudu Curse!"

This first person is the immeasurable Taoist Zhou Banxian.

Ji Fei was silent, he waved his sleeves, looked at the people in the surrounding Wuji City, and sneered: "These... Daoyou is really compassionate. ”

"Amitabha... The old man has a clear conscience. ”

The old monk sat cross-legged on the clouds, looking compassionate.

"Ha Luha, this is the end of the matter, what else do you have to say...... Do the millions of people in this city of Infinite City need your enlightenment? Your Great Pudu Mantra has transformed their souls, but it has made them not like people, ghosts and ghosts, and even their own true nature has been lost, is there still a need for people in such a state to live?!"

In Wuji City, millions of city citizens, although alive, do not have their own souls, they are not puppets, they are better than puppets.

In such a situation, Ling Jifei was cold.

It's no wonder that the citizens of Endless City are such crazy believers.

Their souls have been transformed by the Great Pudu Mantra, and their consciousness is controlled by the old monks, and they can only devote themselves to the Buddha, without their own hearts, what they want to do, or what they don't want to do, but they are ...... I can't help myself at all.

The more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

A layer of frightened cold sweat floated on Ji Fei's forehead, and he scolded the old monk sharply, but he didn't expect that there was no regret on the old monk's face at this time, but a great sense of satisfaction for achievement.

"Lao Gu did this to make them live better!" The old monk's eyes lit up, "These people, before they were Pudu by Lao Gu, their souls were full of evil, it was Lao Gu who Pudu them, let them believe in Buddhism, it was the Buddha who gave them a second life, isn't this the compassion of the Buddha?"

When Ji Fei heard this, he was suddenly speechless for a while.

"Are you saying that just because their souls are evil, they have completely transformed the souls of all living beings using the Great Purification Mantra?"

The old monk said, "Not bad. ”

"Such wicked people live in the world, which is a disaster for the people in the world, but the old man has transformed their souls, so that they can live like good beings, and their hearts are full of faith. ”

"This is the supreme merit in the world!"

When Ji Fei heard this, he was stunned.

Indeed, if these millions of people are evildoers, if they are mantraized by the Great Pudu, it will be a blessing for all sentient beings.

But, what is good and what is evil?

Could it be that the old monk did it, without the consent of these people's parents and relatives, they turned their souls, and then became unrecognized, devoted to the Buddha, and had no emotion... Is this good?

"Fellow Daoist, let me ask you, what kind of evil is your so-called evil?" Ji Fei said, and a trace of awe suddenly rose in his heart for this old monk.

Millions of wicked people, after 10,000 years, were transformed by him with the Great Pudu Mantra, and became the citizens of Wuji City, abiding by the law and devoting themselves to the Buddha... It is indeed a supreme merit.

The premise is that these million wicked people are truly wicked.

However, the old monk's words made Ji Fei cold and unbelievable.

"Evil is desire!"

"Lust is the source of all suffering and the source of evil, and only by eliminating lust can we cut off the evil in the world. ”

"In the past 10,000 years, those who have come to my Wuji Holy Palace cannot escape the eyes of the old man, their souls are full of desires, they all want to obtain the supreme secret method inheritance of the Wuji Holy Palace, so they are wicked people!"

The Wuji Holy Palace's ability is the dojo of the Wuji Holy Monk, and there was originally no Wuji City, but there were many people who were cursed by the old monk Da Pudu, and there was Wuji City.

These million people...... All of them were tempered by the old monks!

For some reason, the old monk's originally kind face showed a trace of hideousness when he looked at Ji Fei.

"In this world, everyone is evil, isn't it?" Ji Fei said coldly, "You are the greatest evil person in the world if you transform your soul and dry the Heavenly Dao at will. ”

"You're quibbling for your own desires!" said the old monk.

Ji Fei sneered, "What's the matter, how are you doing?"

The old monk said: "Naturally, it will transform you and achieve supreme merit!"

Ji Fei frowned, "Merit?