"Puxin, are you worthy of Master Praruo's teachings? Are you worthy of it? If Bai Qinsang and Xiao Feng knew that it was you who was the demon Daoist who performed the Abi Avenue in Longchi Village, would they forgive you? If it weren't for you, would Dao Tianshu and Hu Lanxin be trapped? If the war broke out between Southern Xinjiang and the hinterland of Xiuzhen, and corpses were everywhere, it would be thanks to you, without you, Dao Tianji would not be able to carry out his conspiracy at all, and you would have helped the Emperor to abuse, lost his conscience, and compensated for the title of the holy monk? Are you a demon monk? A sinner full of evil!"

"You are a sinner!

"Sinners, you can't escape from karma!"

"Sinner, you are a sinner!"

"You're a sinner!"

Pu Xin's whole body was curled up, extremely painful, patting his head, and his head was splitting. The voice of questioning sin was pervasive, tormenting Puxin's heart again and again. He barely crawled a few feet away, meditating in front of the Buddha statue, holding the wooden fish pestle in his trembling right hand, and knocking on the ground every time. His face was distorted, and he recited the mantra of Buddhism to purify his heart, trying to drive the demonic obstacles in his heart. Slowly, his headache changed a lot, and after reciting the heart purification mantra a few times, he realized that the whole underwear was soaked after wiping it. He laughed at himself and said with a wry smile: "Retribution! Retribution! The demonic obstacle is getting worse and stronger! I can't stand it anymore!" He knelt in front of the Buddha statue, kowtowed frantically, and chanted bitterly: "The Buddha saves me! The Buddha saves me!"

Then the door slammed open, and the man who walked in said, "No one can save you!

Pu Xin looked at this person in a daze, and said in a lost voice: "Master!"

"No one can save you!

Master Prajna has been observing Puxin's every move, but Puxin doesn't know it, and Master Prajna has already known everything about Puxin. Master Prajna didn't debunk it, but he just wanted to give Puxin a chance to mend his ways, so he hid a lot of things and didn't let everyone know. The love of the disciples can be seen!

"Master, you know everything?" Pu pondered for a moment, if the master didn't know how to appear here. With the master's eyesight, what can he hide from him?

"How can I not know, your demonic barrier has begun to affect your divine sense, and if you continue like this, your divine consciousness will be swallowed by the demonic barrier, and you will go mad!" But there is nothing to be done, this obstacle is all due to the individual's heart, outsiders can only give enlightenment and relief, just to get rid of the obstacle can only rely on themselves, but the magic barrier is deeply rooted and extremely difficult to eliminate, and the time it takes is so long that it may not even be possible to do it more than a human voice.

"Master, kill me!" Pu Xin knelt on the ground.

"Do you want to be liberated by death? Have you ever thought about Bai Yan? Have you ever thought about being a teacher? Bai Yan did not hesitate to break into the mountain gate of Linghong Temple for you, and now you are finally getting together and are about to leave her? Everything you have done for your teacher is good intentions, and you are willing to let your teacher bear the pain of being a bereaved disciple? Why bother in the first place!"

Pu Xin smiled miserably, with great sorrow and no tears, "Yes! I knew today! Why bother in the first place! This magic barrier **** haunts me night and night, I can't stand it anymore, I can't get rid of him!"

Prajna Master Amitabha said, "As a teacher, I also deeply blame myself, fifteen years ago Puhui left Linghong Temple, and now you are suffering from demonic obstacles, this is all the fault of the teacher! How much I hope I can live for you as a teacher! How many years have passed, and I don't know how Puhui is doing now, I miss him for my teacher!"

"Master, it's not your fault, it's mine. It's my calamity, no wonder who is! Puhui also has Puhui's calamity, and this is the will of heaven. Is it beyond the power of man?"

"If you want to have no boundary, forget your heart. Forgetting the mind is emptiness, and emptiness is destroying the mind!" Master Prajna thoughtfully recited a passage of the Buddha's words.

Disaster. Everyone in the world has their own calamities, their own karma and retribution, even if it is Master Prajna, it is no exception, how can Puxin and Puhui not be his heart knots? Isn't this a catastrophe that cannot be escaped?

"Master, how can I get rid of this demonic obstacle! I can't let go of Bai Yan, I can't let go of Linghong Temple, and I can't let go of Master!"

Master Prajna said earnestly: "On the contrary, you have to let go of Bai Yan, let go of Linghong Temple, and let go of being a teacher, in order to get rid of the demonic barrier!"

Pu Xin was shocked, what Master Praruo said was diametrically opposed to what he thought, if it weren't for the kindness of Bai Yan, Linghong Temple and Master Praruo, he would have ended himself a long time ago, and he would have lived in this world without face, and felt guilty about his conscience. He was puzzled: "It is because of these things that I have survived to this day!"

"If you can let go of Bai Yan, how can you feel guilty and listen to the evil words of the Heavenly Machine? If you can let go of Linghong Temple, how can you be condemned by your conscience for betraying your teacher? If you can let go of being a teacher, how can you be resentful and remorseful for being a teacher because of Bai Yan for a while? Puxin said!" Master Prajna changed his usual and gentle image, and his words and sentences were close to Puxin, quite questioning and aggressive.

This sentence bombarded his mind, like an initiation, the more obsessed, the more he couldn't let go, the more deeply rooted the demonic barrier, how could he not understand this truth, this is in the center, not as clear as Master Prajna, who is seen by others, in Master Prajna, Puxin has suddenly realized.

Pu Xin burst into tears, how long did Pu Xin suppress his heart, he didn't dare to tell anyone about it, and he kept torturing his already broken heart, but at this moment he was relieved, and the headache caused by the demon barrier could magically disappear. Tears crackled and rolled down, crying silently!

Master Prajna sighed and said: "However, this demon barrier can not be removed so easily, there is a possibility of recurrence at any time, you still need to be more vigilant about your own heart, don't be controlled by the demon barrier again! Otherwise, no one will be able to save you! Even if you are a teacher, you are helpless!"

"Sinners remember the teachings of their teachers!"

"Tonight until dawn, you can recite the heart mantra a hundred more times!"

"Yes!"

Master Prajna slowly walked out of the door and closed it again, and the sound of Master Prajna's sigh was particularly obvious in the quiet night.

Puxin knelt in front of the Buddha statue, put his palms together and bowed very reverently, just to wash away his sins. He recited the mantra of purifying his heart in front of the Buddha, and this thought was a night, until the stars were sparse and the moonlight was dark, and the general mind unconsciously fell asleep tired in front of the Buddha, and he had not closed his eyes for a long time! He was a hateful person, and he was also a pitiful person! Sad and lamentable! )