Originally, it was a soul Gu that took the opportunity to escape and returned, but it had already turned into light-colored grass seeds and fell halfway, and after falling to the ground, it was embedded in the soil, and a piece of tender green appeared.

These many tender green colors filled the cracks in the ground and bridged them, and the grass was green everywhere.

Cang'er's eyes fell on the distance, and he called softly: "Donor, don't kill again, my Buddha is merciful, and I pity the world's delusions." Put down the butcher's knife and be a new man. The prodigal son does not change his money, and his bloody clothes can be white. ”

He walked slowly, clearly very slowly, but in an instant, he walked hundreds of feet. Even though no one responded, I saw that as soon as the tin staff in his hand turned, the three iron rings fell, and suddenly turned into three Sanskrit characters and fell towards a void.

The void was clearly unremarkable, and when it was touched by these three rings, a ripple suddenly rippled, as if the entire space had been burned in a fire, and what was said by the naked eye was untrue, distorted and hazy.

It was in this haze that several figures appeared out of thin air in the distance, all of them were good at cultivation, and the person at the head was Bu Dian.

This short and fat old man, in front of Cang'er, is even shorter, and his body is less than half of Cang'er, but in this small and delicate body, there is an earth-shattering aura.

His hands were clawed, and ten silver claw buckles were put on top of his five fingers, like an eagle and a falcon, glowing with a little cold. A wisp of solemnity appeared in the depths of his eyes, but there was still a sneer on his face: "The old thief is bald, I haven't seen you for many years, why have you lost weight again, it seems that death is not far away!"

"Life and death are just another reincarnation, what joy is life, and what is the pain of death. Cang'er groaned.

"Since Master Cang'er can see it so clearly, why don't you die immediately and set an example for us and other laypeople?"

Cang'er smiled, and even a few folds appeared on his thin face. He said slowly: "What a pity for the old man's life. If the old man's life can be exchanged for a benefactor to get out of the sea of suffering, it is also worth it. ”

As he spoke, the tin staff in his hand was raised an inch again, and then fell gently to the ground. The green grass on the ground is a little greener.

Seeing this, Bu Dian couldn't help sneering and said: "Old thief, you said it nicely, it's not that you have a guard against us, you and I have known each other for so many years, how can this seat not know you? Why bother acting in front of this seat!"

"The precepts of the Buddha's way and the precepts, you ask yourself, which one has been obeyed? Marrying a wife and having children, strong wine and good meat, reciting the Buddha's name in your mouth, wine and meat have passed through the intestines, it is really ironic. ”

Cang'er's face was calm, he shook his head slowly, and sighed lightly: "I didn't know my Buddha back then, but I knew that there were many dusty fates. Cut off three thousand troubles and face the ancient Buddha of the green light. ”

At this point, his unwavering eyes exuded a shallow color of reminiscence, although it was only for a moment, but it made people look at it and fall into it, a glance for ten thousand years.

"The donor has some misunderstandings about the old man, how can the old man make the Buddha disgraced because of me. When the wine and meat pierced the intestines, the old man still didn't know my Buddha, so how could he recite the Buddha's name. Cang Ear sighed, "It's a pity, it's not as good as it is, it's only a loss." ”

The faces of the Yiren, after a thousand years, have long been blurred, and the three thousand old memories are scattered somewhere.

When Bu Dian heard this, he sneered and said: "According to Master Cang'er's appearance, I'm afraid that after taking refuge in Buddhism, I can't even touch the vegetarian dishes, otherwise, how can I be thin and thin like this?"

Although this remark was sarcastic, Cang'er only shook his head and said, "I'm ashamed." ”

When he was Bu Dian, he said: "Lord Bu, this is deliberately to make the old man restrain him. ”

When the two of them were talking, there were already hundreds of figures walking around, not to mention the Yuanying monks, even the disciples of Jindan also arrived, surrounding Cang'er.

I only heard Bu Dian say: "Master Cang'er can see it, these are the pillars of my Gu clan, if all of them fall here, the Gu clan will definitely collapse, and it may be dormant for several years." I don't know Master Cang'er, are you willing to destroy your Buddha's heart for the sake of the people in the world?"

He laughed maniacally, droplets already flying between his crooked teeth. After a few breaths, his smile suddenly disappeared, and he said: "If the master can kill ruthlessly, we will be killed by the neck, and we will never resist!"

Suddenly, everyone seconded the proposal: "Please also ask the master to give death!"

"Master do it, juniors but ask for death!"

Don't talk about the seniors and younger generations, at this moment, all that is revealed in his eyes is ridicule, and there is no trace of respect for this compassionate old monk.

What can deter Xiaoxiao has always been not strength, but death. After all, the weak elephant can only fall under the claws of the ants.

In the crowd, a man covered in a cloak walked out slowly, and where he passed, the green grass was instantly dark, and only scorched earth was left behind him. It can be vaguely seen that there is a black circle around him, which is formed by Gu worms, swallowing everything along the way.

In addition to this black Gu worm, among his wide sleeves, several oily green snake heads suddenly appeared, probing his brain, and a pair of dead gray eyes fell directly on Cang'er's body, spitting out letters, making a sound that made the eardrums tremble.

I only heard this man say: "The younger generation Miao Yiqing is good at making snake Gu, and the number of people who die in the hands of Miao every year is tens of thousands. He shook his head and sighed, "Miao feels deeply guilty, and he has nothing else to wish, but to die, and hope that Master Cang'er will be fulfilled!"

With a soft smile on his face, Cang'er said: "My Buddha is merciful, if the Miao donor really thinks like this, he can be redeemed." Abandon the butcher's knife, and turn back to the big shore. ”

Hearing this, Miao Yiqing's thin lips, which were originally narrow and long, opened even wider, reaching half of his face, and let out a crazy laugh like Bu Dian.

Before his laughter stopped, the silver claws worn on Bu Dian's fingers changed in an instant, and the aura was great, and they quickly merged together, forming a sharp blade like a sickle, and his body was slightly bowed, ready to attack.

"Since Master Cang'er is unwilling to make a move, then I'm welcome!"

Bu Dian laughed wildly, don't look at his short and fat stature, but his movements are very sensitive, he just jumped, and pounced on Cang'er like a bird.

At the same time, the other two distracted monks formed a three-legged force with Bu Dian and besieged Cang'er. Cang'er suddenly turned the tin staff, and a golden light suddenly lit up under his feet.

The golden light instantly turned into a golden line, and then drew a circle, connected end to end, enclosing itself in it.

This golden circle of light glowed with a shallow film of light, which seemed to be fragile, but it blocked all the attacks of the three major distraction cultivators.

"Lord Bu Shi dragged the old man like this, presumably because he didn't want the old man to go further. Cang'er's gaze passed through Bu Dian and landed far behind.

Bu Dian couldn't help laughing and said, "What Master Cang'er said is true, this seat really doesn't want you to go any further," he smiled suddenly, "This seat wants to keep you here forever, so that you can ascend to Bliss as soon as possible." ”

The three of them worked closely together to suppress Cang'er. Every time Cang'er made a move, the clumsy Gu cultivator came up and hindered him everywhere.

On the purple silk robe, there were pieces of pinprick-like light, blocking many hidden hands for him.

Cang Er suddenly closed his eyes, and the golden circle of light under his feet suddenly became even worse, and he kept reciting scriptures in his mouth, and the tin staff slowly turned.

A piece of golden light emanated from behind him, and many Gu cultivators were illuminated by this golden light for a moment, and suddenly felt that the Gu worms in his body were unstable, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and fled indiscriminately. There are also fierce and crazy people, who constantly want to rush to Cang'er, but they are suppressed by their masters.

There are many ways to refine Gu worms, and there are many such Gu worms, and many of them have Gu mothers, and Gu cultivators use Gu mothers to control Gu worms. On weekdays, the Gu Mother has never left her body, and she is stored in short objects such as bells, piccolo, or xun.

And by this golden light, even the Gu Mother who was hidden in the shadows actually had a posture of being ready to move. Many Gu cultivators' faces suddenly changed, if the Gu Mother died, they would completely lose control of this batch of Gu worms, and it would be very easy to eat themselves.

But no matter what they did, the golden light seemed to be able to penetrate everything, causing many Gu Mothers to suffer and making their masters even more worried.

There will eventually be those who are a little weaker, so that they cannot resist. It was a young man, holding a bell in his hand, but the hand trembled a little, and the bell kept ringing, but it was no longer under his control.

An old man suddenly came next to him, and suddenly slapped him on the wrist and slapped the bell to the ground. When the bell hit the ground, it shattered, and the fragments became nine, and then nine became eighty-one. The central battle force was a pitch-black shoe the size of a thumb, and compared to ordinary Gu worms, it was like a mountain of sand and gravel.

Gu worms have always recognized strength and weakness, but it is undeniable that the aura of this Gu mother is stronger than that of ordinary Gu worms.

This is the most common Gu worm, called the Poisonous Scorpion Gu, which is the easiest to refine and the easiest to use, basically every Gu cultivator will have one.

This was the easiest Gu worm to control, but it was chaotic at this moment.

The Gu Mother's body moved, and she suddenly flew towards her master, and even in the crowd, she could tell the master's breath. It exudes a violent aura, and a scorpion tail rises high.

The old man who knocked the bell down before shot again, killed the Gu mother with one palm, and slapped it into a puddle of meat foam. The thousands of Gu worms, who had lost their Gu Mother, looked even more chaotic, but they still pounced on their master.

Although its master is a young man, he only has Jin Dan cultivation, but these Gu worms are no one to control them, they are just some stragglers, and it is difficult to become a big weapon. I saw that this young man turned his hand and wiped out these thousands of Gu worms.

There was still a touch of pain in his eyes, and Cang'er frowned slightly, reciting scriptures, as if he was overdoing these Gu worms.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Old thief bald, you act like this, these Gu worms can be regarded as dying because of you, you lead them to death, and you don't save them when you see death, you are also killing evil!"

Before his words fell, dozens of people around him threw out their own things to manipulate the Gu Mother, some were decisive and directly killed the Gu Mother, and some of the people who cultivated the Gu worm's life immediately almost crushed their teeth.

If the Gu Mother dies, they will definitely be seriously injured and their cultivation will be greatly damaged. But if the Gu Mother backs up, if they can't suppress it, they will also have to damage their cultivation, and even worry about their lives.