Killing monk Yifan was chanting the scriptures, suddenly, his body shook, he opened his eyes: "Dead! You should have died twenty years ago, but with your help, I finally abandoned the way of compassion, you died, this cause and effect is also mine, I reversed the Dharma, gathered karma to use, to kill to become famous, just go out for a walk." ”

He got up, pushed the door and went out, and there was a sea in front of him, and above the sea, there was only one island and reef, but on top of the island and reef, there was a small temple, and there was no Buddha statue in the small temple, but there were skulls piled up on the altar.

"In the past 30 years, I have been looking for mercy, and I have been urged by several storms and storms;

Since I saw the bones, there is no doubt about it until now!"

In the song, the killing monk walked on the waves, he left, and in the small temple, blood marks appeared in the eye sockets of the skull.

Mo Xian's Liyu didn't know that they felt that in recent days, others had looked at them with a lot more awe, and often as soon as they arrived, the person who spoke had no voice.

What they didn't know was that for their business, Lu Bing personally dispatched to stop Li Qing at sea, and there was a conflict between the two, Li Qing knew Liyu's identity, and finally retreated.

They felt that the atmosphere was very strange, and finally figured out the reason, Mo Xian looked at Liyu, Liyu said: "Don't look at me, I don't know that my father actually sent someone to follow us, we don't know who it is." ”

"I hope that my son will become a Chan, my parents have the hard work of my parents, are you still going with me?"

"Why don't you follow, I can't decide my background, but I don't want to be under the shadow of my parents for the rest of my life, I want to break out of my own world. ”

Mo Xian smiled, he would follow if he wanted, anyway, Lu Bing had already explained to himself that now that there are more free bodyguards, he can also get wet.

As soon as this thought came out, Mo Xian immediately pinched off this thought, Mo Xian understood Liyu's feelings, cultivators can only experience it themselves, and according to others, they often have a sense of dependence and drag down their own practice.

"Well, in that case, let's assume that there is no one behind. Mo Xian said.

Killing monk Yifan came to Lei Mo Island, his appearance is relatively delicate, a white monk's robe, coupled with a handsome appearance, he came from the smoke waves, but the body is not dripping, as soon as he landed, he went to the Ling Restaurant, it has been five days, he quickly figured out what happened, he came to the tomb of the governor.

"You're finally dead! Don't worry, I'll go find those two people, in the pile of bones, there will be two more heads, the world should be able to kill, what Buddha's teachings, there is no life in the first place, how can you kill!" He clasped his palms together, but there was no trace of killing intent in his heart.

Today is the sixth day, and there are two days left, you can take the floating chariot and set off to Tianxian Island, ten miles of highlands, they have almost shopped, they have been going to the long stack more in the past two days, Mo Xian is a little strange, why Li Qing did not come, he is also a little lucky, Li Qing came, it is difficult for him to be an opponent, only to run.

A monk is on the long stack, dressed in monk's clothes as if not contaminated with red dust, his eyes are closed, his lips move slightly, and he holds a string of prayer beads in his hand, as if he is chanting sutras.

Mo Xian looked at his rosary, his eyes shrank, his hand was not an ordinary rosary, but a white bone skull, very small, but lifelike, Mo Xian's heart twitched for no reason, he didn't think it was a real head, but in his heart it seemed that it was a real head.

There are dozens of them in this string, and Mo Xian is a little strange in his heart, he rarely sees a monk overseas, but he sees a monk with an outstanding temperament.

At this moment, the monk opened his eyes, what kind of eyes are these, Mo Xian seemed to fall into the Shura killing path in an instant, endless killing and compassion coexisted at the same time, Mo Xian stepped back a few steps, his face turned pale, just a glance, he almost broke his heart defense.

The monk didn't seem to care, his eyes moved to Liyu, Liyu's body stiffened, and then took a few steps back, his face was also pale, when his eyes were removed, Mo Xian couldn't feel the killing intent at all, this monk made people feel that everything he did was justified, what kind of monk was this.

"Are you Mo Xian and Liyu?"

"Yes, who are you?" Mo looked at him idly.

"I am the killer monk Yifan, I promised a person, if he dies, you should also die, Amitabha, donor, please go on the road!"

"Kill the monk Yifan!" Liyu's face changed greatly.

"Did you hear of him?" asked Mo Xian.

"Thirty years of searching for mercy, several storms and rains have urged each other, since the first time I saw the white bones, until now there is no doubt! He is a demon, a big devil who has become a Buddha and a way!" Li Yu shouted, Mo Xian had never seen Li Yu so frightened.

"The donor seems to know my origins, thinking that I spent a full thirty years, there are no evil thoughts in my heart, and I have been humiliated, but I am willing to do it, on the last day of thirty years, when I should have completed my merits, a person appeared, his heart was full of tricks, a worldly malice, I clearly felt that he killed the group of people who tortured me, I realized in my heart at that moment, what bullshit Buddhism, Buddha said forbearance, Buddha said charity, who will receive charity in the end? As many as the mountains, full of the treasures of the three thousand worlds, all given to the Buddha alone, I understand, this is the Buddha's point to me, no one, no self, the world only needs one Buddha, the others are devotees, I am the same, I want to become a Buddha, I can't take the Buddha's path, I finally understand, enlightened, the Buddha accumulates merits, I embarked on another road, there are many Buddha roads in the world, the Buddha already knew, he woke me up, you outsiders, how can you understand the profundity of the truth I realized. Haha, your heads will also be part of my Buddha treasure. The killing monk showed fanaticism.

Mo Xian understood, he completely walked to the opposite side of the Buddha, and he said coldly: "In this case, what sutra are you reciting?"

"I praise the mystery of killing intent, since ancient times, only all living beings cannibalize, all living beings are equal, everyone has the right to kill, a drop of water, there are still 84,000 insects, the Buddha also drinks water, a sip of water, how many sentient beings, say nothing not to kill, just a fool believes!"

The words changed from heaven to earth, and the voices were condensed into images, and a golden killing word, twisted, like a golden sword with a broken head, appeared in front of the two of them, and the two of them only felt that they were in a quagmire, and the surroundings were extremely viscous at one time.

Liyu suddenly appeared above his head with a sun umbrella, like the sun, with thousands of rays of light and thousands of colors, protecting his body tightly. But Mo Xian took an offensive, opened his mouth, roared, and the arc-shaped ripples immediately rippled out, killing the word in the middle, the golden light of the killing word flashed, the fluctuation was like a tide, and the sound of the pop dispersed, but Mo Xian took a step back, and with a pop of clothes on his body, a mouth appeared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Killing the monk only used a one-word mantra, and Mo Xian was already injured. Mo Xian had already killed the word and scattered it, and although his water and fire alchemy technique was only the first layer, it was a magic weapon that hit his body, and it didn't necessarily hurt him, but he was killed by the aftermath of the word, which made him vomit blood, which shows how far the cultivation of killing monks has reached.

Mo Xian spit out a mouthful of blood, his heart was a little relieved, he moved, a punch slammed into the monk's bald head, a light and shadow, a flash of red light, the fist was already in the face, the killing monk was still plain, and a thing suddenly flew up in front of him, it was the skull rosary in his hand, and he pronounced a Buddha horn in his mouth, the skeletons were as big as a face plate, and the mouth spurted blood-red brilliance, just catching Mo Xian's fist, boom, the skull was broken, but Mo Xian was also shocked and flew out, Mo Xian only felt that his fist was about to break.

Mo Xian shook his hand, and on the surface, he couldn't see that this monk was too powerful, although he broke one of his skulls, he still had dozens of rosaries.

The killing monk knocked Mo Xian over, and moved his eyes to Liyu, who also sacrificed the scorching sun sword at this time, and the sword was drawn in the air, and the true fire of the sun surged down from above like an avalanche.

"Amitabha, the donor or please go on the road!" "The killing monk closed his palms, a Buddha horn, the golden red light flashed around him, and in the golden red light, four white bone gods and demons appeared, growing up quickly, raising his hand to support the sky, holding the avalanche-like sun true fire, the sun real fire can't afford it, he exited into a chapter, a magic chapter appeared, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Liyu, and the golden light shone.

When Liyu saw it, she unconsciously covered her head with her head, and let out a miserable scream, and the brilliance of the sun-covering umbrella quickly converged.

"Don't hurt my young master!" With this voice, two men in black appeared, and as soon as they appeared, they grabbed it with their hands, wanting to take away the magic chapter.

"Two more to send to death, I will fulfill you!" After the killing monk finished speaking, his feet were crossed, and a white bone lotus platform immediately appeared under him, lifting him off the ground, and the skull rosary in his hand flew up, turning into dozens of huge skulls in the air that emitted a forest bone light, and bit towards the two of them.

As soon as he relaxed his control over the Demon Chapter, Liyu relieved himself, endured the headache, and hit the thunder bead, dozens of golden thunder flashed, boom, the Demon Chapter, the Demon Chapter flashed a few times, and dispersed, but Liyu couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and he froze to the ground, but the scorching sun sword in the air could no longer trigger the true fire of the sun, and returned to his hands.

The expression on the face of the killing monk did not move, sitting on the white bone lotus platform, his palms together, his eyes closed and his head bowed, and he muttered the scriptures in his mouth, while the dozens of skeletons were fierce.

The mouth spewed blood red brilliance, the two masters of the east island each pointed to a piece of blue light, and the blood light collided together, the blood light was not strong, the two felt strange, suddenly, the two were shocked, spewing flames from the seven orifices, and the killing intent invaded the body unconsciously, the two of them realized that they screamed, and their bodies flew out, and the blood on their bodies sprayed wildly, and they used self-injury to divert the murderous energy.

"Yes, I can actually use this method to dissolve my Seven Treasures Blood Buddha Light, I like you a little, the world is illusory, why bother to stay in the world!"