Since being infested by the strange disease of blood blisters, the whole village has been in a state of panic and panic, and one by one the villagers have suffered from that strange disease, and even if they are not sick, they have gradually become a little sick, which has suddenly caused more and more great panic.

And at this moment, the big men shouted that the living Buddha appeared and wanted to relieve the pain, and suddenly, it caused everyone to cheer, and they all ran out, wanting the living Buddha to take the lead in treating themselves.

"Hulala"

With that shout, suddenly one by one the villagers rushed out of the house, and some of them were slightly sick, with blood blisters on their bodies, and they also ran out.

"Living Buddha, Living Buddha, save us quickly!"

When the villagers saw Moko, they immediately fell to their knees and pleaded.

"Amitabha Buddha donors, you get up first, I am a disciple of the Great Buddha Temple, passing by here, try my best, I don't know if I can get rid of your pain. After a deep sigh, Moko spoke his thoughts.

Indeed, after seeing this blood blister, Moko himself was not sure.

"Save us, save us!"

When Moko said this, many villagers became more and more complicated, and they issued a sad cry for help, which was very pitiful.

At this moment, several people were separated from the crowd, all of them were old men, gray-haired, surrounded by some villagers, obviously the people in charge of the village.

"Living Buddha, save us, you have great powers, immeasurable merits, we mortals, are also lives, aren't you particular about Buddhism, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter?" a white-haired old man spoke, with a deep expectation in his eyes.

Under the eager gaze of everyone, Moko groaned, and then, with a wry smile, he said, "Amitabha, donors, little monk, I will definitely do my best, now, first carry out the most seriously ill villagers, I will try." ”

In a short time, seventy or eighty villagers, who were the most seriously ill and covered in blood blisters, had been carried out of the house, lined up in a row, screaming incessantly, and extremely pitiful. In particular, some of them had blood bubbles burst most of their bodies, and they kept screaming, and they were suffering terrible pain all the time.

With compassion rising in his heart, Mo Ke chanted a Buddha name, and then, his hands suddenly opened.

"Amitabha"

With this Buddha horn, the golden Buddha light shot out, and the Buddha Yuan power swirled around the many villagers, nourishing their bodies and eliminating the fierce demonic energy in their bodies.

"Sneer"

Not long after the Buddha's light shrouded many villagers, immediately, a faint black demonic qi rose from their bodies, filled with a fishy smell, purified by the Buddha's light, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the blood bubbles on everyone's bodies began to shrink, shrink, shrink again, and then, zuihou directly formed small scarlet dots, all over the body.

"Haha, I don't hurt anymore!

Suddenly, some villagers cheered, and the pain in their bodies was no longer severe.

Originally, these villagers were terminally ill and couldn't stand up when they lay on the ground, but at this moment, they all stood up, cheering excitedly one by one, bathed in the light of the Buddha. Seeing this situation, many villagers on the lookers also cheered.

Gradually, Moko's face became embarrassed, these villagers saw that they were getting better, and cheered, but Moke knew that this time it was a big trouble!

At the beginning, his own Buddha light, Buddha Yuan Force, had a great effect on this kind of demonic energy, but Zuihou, when those blood bubbles turned into scarlet dots, that effect was drastically reduced many times at once, and even couldn't play a role with nature.

Gathered away his Buddha light, and suddenly, the scarlet dots on many villagers had a growing trend.

"Buzz"

These scarlet dots suddenly vibrate, as if they were stimulated, and suddenly began to converge, and in an instant, a small blood-colored mark appeared on the bodies of many villagers, like an octopus, constantly twisting and changing.

Gradually, the blood-colored mark exploded again, turning into a little bit of blood again, all over everyone's body.

"Living Buddha, save us, get rid of these little red dots, and eradicate this strange disease!" Many villagers found out about this situation and hurriedly made a request.

Mo Ke didn't want to do this, but he was really not good at saving people, so he could only urge the Buddha's Yuan Force over and over again to wash everyone's bodies. His approach was not without effect, and he finally curbed the growth of this scarlet dot.

Those seriously ill villagers, Moko could not eradicate them, but some of the slightly demonic qi that was invaded in their bodies were completely eradicated by Moko.

So, Moko temporarily lived in this village, and learned about the situation from the villagers and knew the reason.

According to the villagers, it was a fairy covered in flames, fighting with a person entangled in black gas, and the two fought through the village, and some black liquid fell down, causing all this in front of him, which was also the root cause of the strange disease.

"Flame Entanglement, Black Gas Entanglement"

Hearing this story, Moko's heart moved, and he had some other thoughts.

Flames, thunder, gangqi, Buddha light, these things all have the effect of restraining demonic energy, and in your own body, don't you have the essence of the sun's true fire?

Although the idea was good, Moko didn't dare to implement it rashly, after all, the sick people were some mortals, and the Sun True Fire Essence was too domineering, and he was afraid that just a trace of flame would be enough to turn the mortal body into ashes. It was himself, and it was also a coincidence that the fusion was successful.

Although he didn't dare to use it, this was also a train of thought after all, so Mo Ke used the Buddha's light to continuously wash everyone's bodies, slowly removing these scarlet dots.

Mo Ke stayed in this village for three days, and the situation of the whole village has greatly improved, although some seriously ill villagers still have not removed the scarlet dots on their bodies, but under the continuous washing of Buddha Yuanli, it has also been greatly weakened a lot.

On this day, Moko was sitting under an old locust tree in the village, recovering the power of the Buddha Yuan that had consumed a lot, and suddenly, a pale cyan streamer shot out from the sky, and landed directly in the village.

The streamer converged, revealing the shape of a woman, with a graceful figure, wearing a pale cyan robe, her face was like snow, the green silk was like a waterfall, and her wrists were like jade, giving people an ethereal feeling of not eating the fireworks of the world.

"Ahh

Suddenly, this woman was discovered by many villagers, and her body was directly identified as a fairy by the villagers.

With a soft smile, the country and the city were overwhelmed, and the woman's voice was as clear as a golden stone, "I'm not a fairy, but 36,000 miles away here, a disciple of the Qingxu Sect of Luofu Mountain, as for coming here, I was ordered by my uncle." ”

"Amitabha, this woman's strength is about the level of the early stage of distraction" The Buddha sensed and swept, and Mo Ke suddenly made a judgment.

Moko stood up, and with a few steps, he came to the woman's approach.

With his hands folded, Mo Ke said, "Amitabha, this benefactor, the little monk Mo Ke, is polite!"

Beautiful eyes flashed, the woman was obviously slightly taken aback, and then, her eyes flowed, but she reacted suddenly, hurriedly gave Shi Ran, and responded, "The little woman Lan Xin has seen this little master, just now I was still wondering, thinking that the senior uncle had made a mistake, it turned out that the little master was here, and you first contacted the sins left by the devil." ”

Lan Xin stood up, giving people the feeling of an empty valley orchid, independent and special.

With a wry smile, Mo Ke hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Amitabha, donor Liao praised, I didn't completely get rid of that kind of demonic energy, but I just did some containment." ”

The two talked to each other, Moko could feel each other's wisdom like an orchid, she could also feel Moko's pure compassion, although they had not known each other for a long time, they rose up a feeling of old friends who could trust each other.

It turned out that this Lanxin's uncle was the existence that was surrounded by flames and fought with the devil. He summoned Lan Xin to ask her to replace him and come to treat the villagers.

Cultivators, if they indirectly kill living beings, there will often be some increase in the Thunder Tribulation, and the more they kill, the more terrible the Thunder Tribulation becomes. Therefore, ordinary cultivators, unless they are strong in the Demon Dao, rarely create sin on a large scale.

The more you kill, the more perverted the thunderstorm becomes, and it is an eternal truth.

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