Yemol narrowed his eyes and saw a line of scribbled small characters on the sword: Autumn equinox in the year of Jiazi, Qin Yan gave Xiaozhu.

His heart fluttered for a moment, and he finally figured it out. It's not a matter of the sword, but because of her person!

This little girl turned out to be karmic.

Buddhists subdue the heavenly demons, is suppressed by karma, anyone who commits bad karma, will be devastated, prostration, chanting daily can eliminate karma. But even then, Jemol was able to gather those karmas and take them back, killing that person in an instant.

Unless that person is born to be very good and has not committed any negative karma.

Killing chickens is evil, chasing dogs is evil, sexual intercourse between men and women is evil, and hurting people without reason is evil......

Innocent people are very rare, and only monks who grew up in temples can produce such figures. This kind of person is often powerless, but he can be fearless of all kinds of Buddhist powers, no karma and no obstacles, if he has a little more spirituality, maybe he can achieve positive results.

Xiaozhu is exactly such a person. Every time she makes a move in Ebony Town, there is a good reason, it is someone else who first bears the cause and effect, and then she clears it up. The karma she cultivated in this life was only good, not evil.

If it was an ordinary monk, it would be enough for Yemol to be killed with one palm, but Xiaozhu has practiced such a sharp and incomparable swordsmanship. Yemol couldn't believe that such a master had not committed any bad karma, but the facts were in front of him, and he had to believe it.

If he didn't have supernatural powers to rely on, he wouldn't even be the opponent of the little girl in front of him.

With the loss of the six-rank lotus platform, the body protection Buddha light is useless, and even the golden body without leakage is broken by a sword that feeds back karma. Yemol was chased and slashed by her, and he was embarrassed.

Yemol exerted his magical powers, ran out of the country in one breath, and then turned to face the girl who was chasing after her, pinching the Dharma seal in his hand again and again, and countless Buddha lights spread out, condensing into a scene like the bliss of the western heavens.

"Good! No evil and no karma, just go west to become a Buddha!"

In an instant, the Buddha's light shines, the treasure wheel flies, the white lotus blooms on all sides, the fragrance is fragrant, and the fairy sound is faint. Countless figures of Arhats and Bodhisattvas emerged from the void, chanting in unison with extremely ancient mantras. The lotus petals were sprinkled one after another, covering the body of the little bamboo that was walking straight.

The little bamboo man rushed like a violent wind, not dodging or dodging. The white lotus petals sprinkled on her body were like being cut to pieces by an invisible blade. Everywhere she passed, Arhats and Bodhisattvas fell one after another, the treasure wheel exploded, and the Buddha's light faded.

Before the handprint of Yemol was finished, Xiaozhu had already come to him, and a sword stabbed out, almost piercing his heart.

Yemol hurriedly flashed back, clutching his left chest wound, and gasped for air as he burst out a few foul words.

After a few steps, he once again escaped from the small bamboo sword with his divine foot power, turned around and said coldly: "Ignorant foolish woman, dare to be disrespectful to my Buddha......!

Xiaozhu flew in.

Jemol's eyes widened.

In his pupils, the nebulae flowed, countless small worlds were born and destroyed, and the six reincarnations were endless.

He stood majestic, pointing to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, and his face was once again restored to a solemn appearance.

What if there is no karma, what the poor monk sees and refers to is the truth of this world.

How can you, as a mortal body, fight against the whole world?

Give the poor monks to destruction!

After a thought, the mortal world instantly becomes a pure land, and there is no room for a trace of filth. The Sanskrit sound is faint, the auspicious clouds are swirling, and countless Buddha's figures appear from the void clouds, each in various postures, each holding its own seal, showing compassion, tranquility, kindness, fierceness, majesty, anger and other different expressions, all of which are solemn and infinite.

The Buddhas are called to the world, and the world of bliss erodes the world.

Xiao Zhu's body froze in mid-air, and the bamboo and wood sword had been handed to Yemol's throat, but he couldn't advance another half inch.

In this "Heaven Devouring Buddha Country", the power in her body froze in an instant, and no matter how much she struggled, it was in vain. The light and clear light of the Buddha illuminates the void and the universe, even if she is the most virtuous person, she cannot bear the pure light of the thousands of Buddhas.

There is a chasm between heaven and man.

Yamol sat in the middle of the ten thousand Buddhas and sang loudly: "But if you are in vain, you will be like a Buddha." As soon as the thought returns, it will be the same. In the Buddha does not increase, in the mortal does not decrease, in the birth is not dirty, in the Buddha is not pure, in the Buddha is not born, in the birth is not perishable......"

Xiaozhu stared at the hypocritical face of the Buddha who was close at hand, and a line of tears flowed.

The Buddha kingdom swallowed reality, and everyone was enveloped in it, unable to move. Even Heavenly Masters like Hao Chengang and Ge Xinglie were shocked to find that their inductions with the Great Dao were all cut off from this Buddha Kingdom.

The prayer wheel in the void then turned, one after another, singing funeral songs for the living with supreme compassion.

Yemol stretched out his hand and pointed at the bamboo and wood sword, and the blade of the sword immediately broke off inch by inch. Another dark finger was raised, pointing towards the center of the small bamboo eyebrow floating in the air.

That finger approached, the door of the Yellow Spring opened, and the world in Xiaozhu's eyes was engulfed by the Netherworld, only to see countless powerful ghosts with withered descriptions coming later, with a soul-sewitching breath, and a terrible voice. She tried to widen her eyes and tear her eyes, but she couldn't stop herself from being sent to the underworld step by step, and the tears that slipped down her face froze for a long time, and the last moment of her life seemed so long.

Suddenly, a sword aura approached.

The white smoke is thick, a clear shadow looms, Yu Han Yansu is holding a sword, and the jade face is awe-inspiring, like a fairy of wide cold.

The dark incense invades the body, and the sword is like the moon.

Yemol frowned, and the golden wheel in his palm shone to block the light and stunning sword. He stepped back slightly, glancing at the slender figure under the tender green silk shirt, and the doubts in his heart were suddenly solved.

It turned out to be the way of jade crushing. It's no wonder that with her strength in the realm of heaven and man, she can travel through the Buddha realm.

This sword has cost her twenty years of life, and the poor monk can easily block it with just a raise of his palm.

How many twenty years are there for mortals?

Besides, when Shouyuan is about to end, a sword is not as good as a sword. She can last up to three breaths.

Yu Hanyan's face was bloodless, he bit his lip and frowned, and made another sword.

If the three-foot clear light is dawning and the wind is blowing the moon, it gently sweeps in front of the Buddha, and Yemol retreats again.

With his cultivation, he didn't need to be so humble, if he took the initiative to attack, maybe he could knock Yu Hanyan down with three punches and two kicks. But he was afraid of the legendary Heaven-shaking Sword that could be used to fight with strength, and he didn't want to have twists and turns, so he would rather endure it.

When the monk withdrew from this step, his right eyelid suddenly fluttered involuntarily, and he felt inappropriate. In the deep pit that was smashed out by his "great light", a silent aura gradually woke up.

The young man is not dead?

However, even if he is not dead, there should not be much qi left, and he is in the confinement of the poor monk Buddha country, so he should not be afraid.