Heaven and earth, the world, is quiet.

Above the sea of clouds, the figure of a young man, holding the pillar of light with one hand expressionlessly, and making a knot seal with the other hand, palms facing the sky, calm posture, and simple expression, as if it was the time when the ancients were not civilized, the expressions of those ancient ancestors who respected the sky, as if there was a strange power in the sky, rolled in, and the black clouds in the sky that were dispelled by the Buddha's light gathered again, thick as ink, and the condensed and undispersed Buddha light began to become no longer brilliant and clear from the bottom to the top, as if it was contaminated by the layers of weird black gas, and slowly dimmed。

Bang......

Suddenly, there was a nameless thunderclap, shaking the sky, as if even the heavens were afraid of this scene in this world.

Lin Chen's face was awe-inspiring, he raised his eyes and looked up, his eyes were full of the darkness that was pressed down in the sky, he thought silently, he had paid enough attention to that person, maybe except for the master, no one in the world knew the horror of that person better than him, but he didn't expect that his strength was far beyond his imagination.

The master sitting in the four directions of the pillar of light, his expression was finally no longer calm at this moment, his face was pale, and he looked at the palm of the young man's hand holding up the pillar of light in a daze, and there was also a Buddhist mantra, shining with a dark light deeper than the darkness, the word "swastika" that should have symbolized light, in the hand of the young man, it was strangely reversed at this moment, and became a strange Buddhist mantra that everyone had never seen - "swastika"!

The strange black demon light bloomed from the upside-down Buddhist mantra, covering the bright blue sky above the Buddha's head.

Master Burning Bitter's face was pale, his lips moved slightly, and only the clear space beside him could clearly hear the words from the mouth of the abbot at this time: "Sin! Sin! He wants to subvert the light and turn things around, could it be ...... Are you really going to kill my Fanyin Temple this day?"

The clear space was stunned, and he stopped talking, and finally only slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Above the clouds, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality seemed to be drained at this moment, and more spiritual energy was replenished in all directions, and the water vapor was stagnant, and the wind and rain rose again in a blink of an eye.

Between the pillars of light, the black qi that was spreading up was even thicker, and the aura did not decrease but increased, and in the faint roaring and roaring, the figure of that young man broke through countless golden barriers and rose to the huge golden light "swish" between the thousands of Buddha lights In front of the words, he finally stopped his figure, he indifferently glanced at the Buddhist mantra in front of him where the center of the formation exerted by the power of the four masters was located, and the expression on his face did not know whether it was joy or sadness, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and reached upward, and the upside-down black mantra demon light was magnified in an instant, and it went towards the golden light Buddha mantra seal!

On the ground, countless monks and disciples exclaimed almost at the same moment!

Time, as if it stopped here for a moment, the sky and the earth were bleak, the cold wind swept in, and the leaves fell.

Two Buddhist mantras that look exactly the same, but are diametrically opposed, as soon as they are touched, the heavens and the earth are shaken!

Boom –

In the loud noise, the wind pressed down, the four masters were like being struck by lightning, their bodies were shaken, and they fell away with blood and water, and they screamed in the air, and their bodies moved, and four figures appeared in an instant, appearing in all directions, catching the seriously injured and weak bodies of the four masters.

The people on the ground, can not see the picture above the head of the Buddha, can only feel that the earth seems to be shaken at that moment, the black clouds in the sky suddenly drooped, the pressure is very low, finally someone found that something is wrong, exclaimed, and then, in the stunned eyes of everyone, the brilliant Buddha light, finally from the height of the nine heavens, was shocked down to the mortal world, in the palm of the small man's hand, silently dissipated.

The Buddha's light array burst with a bang!

In an instant, the sky and the earth were dim, and the sun was dull, as if only the rolling and surging ink-colored clouds remained, unruly and conspicuous under the sky.

All the people were stunned.

Poof......

I don't know, who lost the magic weapon in his hand and fell to the ground softly.

And who, in the darkness exclaimed in despair?

On the cloud sea Buddha field, in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Jingchen sat down on the ground weakly, this Changmen disciple of Fanyin Temple, his body began to tremble, as if the deepest fear, from the deep heart little by little, he looked blankly at the pale faces of several junior disciples beside him, looked at all the soulless fellow disciples in the distance, for the first time in his life, he felt that the familiar faces, this moment has become so strange.

Why, is this happening?

It's him, and there's nothing wrong with that! But that person, why does he want to preach his own Dharma?

Jingchen thought stupidly, he suddenly wanted to shout loudly to the other end of the sky, but he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't say a word!

The wind, blowing his moon-white clothes, fluttered gently.

Jingchen suddenly didn't know where his strength was, clenched his fists, Huo Di stood up, and summoned his Qinglian magic weapon without saying a word.

"Senior brother?" Jingming asked with a pale face, and two monks wearing second-generation disciple monk clothes looked over next to him. Jingchen didn't say a word, only silently picked up the green lotus, turned into a ray of light, and flew towards the relics Buddha in Luofu Mountain.

Jingming and the others looked at the direction where Jingchen disappeared in a daze, and suddenly reacted, thinking of the masters, and suddenly they were anxious and took their respective magic weapons to the direction of the Buddha.

Jingchen desperately urged the true power, regardless of the more and more biting cold, only rushed to the top of the Buddha's head, when his clothes were almost covered with frost, and the blood and qi of his whole body were almost frozen, he finally flew to this place, what he saw in front of him, Jingchen was stunned, on the top of the cracked Buddha, the four masters were blood-stained hair, the monk's robes were scattered, and the three masters of Burning Difficulty, Huiyuan, and Zhiguang could barely stand, but his master, Master Burning Suffering, was powerless to fall in the light protection cover that the senior brother was blessed with Buddha power.

"Master...... Master!" Jingchen cried bitterly, stumbling towards the Master of Burning Suffering, not wanting that the cold and wind in this place were enough to freeze and blow away anything that set foot here, Jingchen was anxious and confused at the moment, and his body Dharma was not exerted by thirty percent, and even the Buddha light that protected the body of the past from all evils became unstable, and as soon as the cold wind blew, his body became more and more stiff, his thin and brittle cheeks became more and more pale, and the luster in his eyes became weaker and weaker.

At this time, Jingming and the other two second-generation disciples also happened to arrive here, Jingming saw Jingchen's figure for the first time, his body was shocked, and he hurriedly ran forward to support his body, but he didn't think about it, but he found that this senior brother's body was cold and scary, without a trace of blood flowing, Jingming screamed loudly, but Jingchen didn't know where to break away from his hand, step by step to the master of burning pain, kneeling heavily.

"Master......" Jingchen gently hugged the almost warm body of the Master of Burning Suffering, his face was against the old man's chest, and he called in a low voice, a trace of tears flowed silently.

Jingming and several people rushed forward and looked at the scene in front of them in a daze, their eyes a little dumbfounded.

No one noticed that there was also a man not far away, watching this scene silently, a heart gradually sank, as if feeling the mood of the master, the ancient sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if expecting something, the fierce and incomparably cold breath, and even suppressed the cold qi around him, even the black gas above the top of the seven-story tower, at this moment, he also felt the terrifying evil force from below that surging that should not belong to this earthly Buddha land, in the deepest darkness, a young figure slowly appeared.

The man stared coldly at the young man, who was holding a white lotus in his hand and looked at the man with the same indifference.

There was an eerie silence all around, but this silence could not be maintained for long, and a voice mixed with questioning, rage, and pain suddenly sounded: "Why? ”

Everyone was slightly stunned, it was Jingchen who spoke, but the Jingchen at this moment was far stranger than the Changmen disciple of Fanyin Temple that they were familiar with.

The white garment was covered with frost and dust, and was no longer clean.

The eyes that were clearer than any disciple in the temple, and the luster of wisdom gradually faded, and the sky was so dim and dull.

Jingchen slowly put down the body of the Master of Burning Bitterness, a few purple bruises bit out from the corners of his lips, and there seemed to be no expression on his face, only looking at the person holding the lotus flower in his hand at the top of the tower, his voice was hoarse and low.

The young man's gaze took away from the man in the black shirt and fell on him, he was silent for a moment, and said with a faint smile: "It's you." ”

Jingchen didn't speak, and looked at him deadly.

The young man stared at him for a long time, put his hands behind him, and said slowly and lonely: "I have the intention to ruin this world, but no one can kill me, when I have no intention of hurting people, but everyone wants to trap me, who knows, I can die, but I can no longer be trapped by people." At the end of the words, there was a hint of hideousness on his face.

"I'm not asking this!" Jingchen's expression suddenly became a little excited, "Why do you want me to see the true meaning of the Buddha and let me appreciate the true meaning of the light!"

At the end of the words, it was almost a shout, and everyone was shocked and stunned.

The young man looked at him silently, and suddenly laughed, and said, "You think what you see is only the light I gave you?"

"You are wrong, I am immersed in this world, there is no light in my eyes, what you see is only the obsession in your heart. ”

The dust was stunned.

Emperor Wu smiled indifferently, and looked at the sky with his hands, "Your Buddha's heart is clear and thorough, so the obsession is also very simple, but I don't know some ideas, the simpler it is, the more terrible it is, you walk into the meditation meditation monastery, want to find the so-called true meaning of my Buddha, so this idea, it turns into your obsessed thoughts, what I let you see, is your own light, so your Buddha heart, there is no need to be shaken by me, a sinking person." ”

Emperor Wu lowered his head and glanced at everyone deeply, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes, and smiled: "The demon and the Buddha are actually just one thought. ”

Jingchen's body was shocked, and he was a little dazed.

At this moment, I heard an old and faint voice suddenly sounded: "You are right, there is indeed only one thought difference between the two, my Buddhism practices meditation, and the pursuit of meditation and silence. ”

Master Burning Bitter opened his eyes, slowly stood up, Jingchen exclaimed, and hurriedly reached out to support Master's trembling hand.

"No one can not be attached, non-attachment is not to move the thought, if the thought, a thought is the light, a thought is to sink, the two are just a thought, Lotus Heart Patriarch, you once made a great wish of "all living beings are crossed, the way to prove Bodhi", but you don't know the biggest thought, but also the deepest sinking, from that time, your thought difference, has already made you go on a wrong path into the devil. ”

"Misguided?"

Emperor Wu's eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes were indifferent, and he said sarcastically: "That's not a wrong path, it's just that I don't want to turn back." ”