"Haha... You are crazy. You have hated him all your life and you chose to let him go before you died. Then don't blame me, your son, for not fulfilling your last wish." The incredible Xiao Wuguang smiled bitterly and resentfully.

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Ge Xiande shook his head and said, "Son, your father's biggest last wish now is that you can let go of all resentment and live a peaceful and happy life in the future. Let all grudges and grievances return to dust."

Xiao Wuguang ignored this, waved his hand and said: "Quick, you guys will send this enlightened monk to the West."

The two lamas entered the Zen monastery with helpless expressions, gave Ge Xiande great respect, and asked him to leave the Zen monastery on his own and rush to the Dharma site.

A monk in cassocks sat cross-legged on a high-stacked shelf made of wood. He rolled his prayer beads with his fingers, recited obscure scriptures silently, and let the lama below pour wine on the wooden shelf. His expression was indifferent, as if he had already

Life and death are disregarded.

Xiao Yanqiu was forcibly brought to the scene by Xiao Wuguang to watch the ceremony. Surrounding him were rows of lamas who were chanting sutras and praying for salvation.

This turned into a solemn cremation ceremony with thousands of lamas reciting the scriptures of the past life. The person who presided over the ceremony was naturally Venerable Dulong. He shouted: "Everyone knows that forty years ago, he came from the country of Tianzhu in the Western Regions all the way.

The holy monk Siddhi who spreads the Dharma in China has profound Buddhist teachings and compassion. He travels to various countries to spread the Dharma and is inspired by tens of thousands of monks. He is in ancient Buddhist temples in Dali, Tubo, Liao, Song, and Xia.

He left behind many precious Zen scriptures. However, people’s hearts are unpredictable, and the former master, the holy monk Siddhi, was actually betrayed by his young disciple, the monk Yide.”

Venerable Dulong pointed at Ge Xiande and complained loudly: "Yes, it's him, Yide, the poor monk's younger brother. He stole the "Great Wisdom Bodhi Necklace Treasure" from his ancestor's Zen sect for his own selfish desires. He also broke the precepts of sexual intercourse and had sex with Sanskrit

Li Ruoyi, a disciple of the palace maid, had an affair without a matchmaker. After the kind and generous master knew the truth, he hoped that he could turn around and make peace. However, he had to wait for three years. There were rumors in the world that the master had passed away in Chongsheng Temple and was buried in the Three Pagodas. Unexpectedly

This was just a cover for the old boys in Boya. They were afraid that the poor monk would kill and destroy the ancient temple of Chongsheng Temple in order to get back the relics of his ancestors, so they spread such lies. Fortunately, after several investigations, the poor monk found out that

Only then did I discover that my late master, who harbored a grudge, was fortunate enough to be taken in by Diantian Rinpoche, Master Sangye’s master at Snow Rock Monastery many years ago, and passed away peacefully in your temple. His body was buried under the Western Region Pagoda. He lived to be 102 years old. Dulong

I am fortunate enough to capture my junior brother Yi De, who has been on the run for nearly thirty years. Today, I have chosen an auspicious time to punish the villain with fierce fire to cleanse him of his sins and allow our ancestors, who are in bliss in the West, to feel at ease."

"My sins are grave. I am unworthy of my master. I should abide by the law without any complaints, Amitabha." Ge Xiande had already given up his defense and recited the scriptures calmly: "Give all sentient beings their wealth and life. That's why the Buddhas say no."

The precept of stealing is called nectar, coolness and tranquility. The name of protecting this precept is the path to heaven. The name of attaining the path is called nirvana. The clothes are called the life of liberation. Therefore, all Buddhas praise that not stealing can cut off the cause of hungry ghosts. There are ten kinds of evil consequences of stealing. One is stealing.

The retribution is that they will surely fall into the meat mountain hell. The heads of the sinners in the meat mountain are like a big mountain with hundreds and thousands of heads. Each one has meat on its cheek. Hundreds of thousands of iron dogs come out of the iron mountain. They howl and fight for food. There are many iron nails coming from them.

The dog's mouth comes out. The sinner's head comes out from the heel. The skin is peeled off and placed on the iron thorns for hundreds of thousands of yojanas. The body and skin have suffered for 84,000 years. The heart is like a knife cutting through painful and difficult places. This is the first retribution of theft.

At that time, King Yama reprimanded the sinners. You are willing to steal and now suffer this. Is this a pleasure? Now you have to pay the debts of others for hundreds of thousands of kalpas. You will never be able to finish them. The second retribution for theft is to be reborn as a hungry ghost...

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Master Sanjie's eyes turned cold and he shouted: "Light the fire."

A torch cut through the darkness and was thrown onto the wooden frame, instantly igniting a raging fire.

Xiao Wuguang looked at Ge Xiande who was dying peacefully in the fire, with a trace of unwillingness still on his lips. Until now, he still hated Ge Xiande's pretending to be relieved.

"Boom..."

There was a loud noise like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, followed by the earth shaking and the mountains shaking. The nine standing Indian towers collapsed and shattered in an instant.

The colorful prayer flags covering the large piece of jade-white rock surrounded by nine Indian towers were torn off and torn apart by invisible forces.

The jade-white rock seemed to have lost its restraint, suddenly cracked, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and a huge golden prayer wheel rose out of the rock.

What's even more incredible is that two figures flew out from the top of the golden prayer wheel. These two figures were Ge Yin and Tang Yuan who both jumped into the volcanic pit yesterday and were swallowed up by the mountain fire.

Ge Yin, who was so fast that he flew into the air, immediately flew to the side of Ge Xiande who was burning in the raging fire. Ge Yin contained the spiritual power of goodness, and his palms bloomed with golden light. Its shape was changeable, and it suddenly changed.

It turned into a long golden dragon, twisting and turning among the fires, and suddenly extinguished the blazing flames with its overwhelming spiritual power.

When Ge Xiande saw that Ge Yin was safe and sound, he was extremely surprised and called out: "Yin'er..."

Xiao Wuguang, who was stunned and horrified, later realized that Xiao Yanqiu was the weight to blackmail Ge Yin. Just when he was about to reach out to grab Xiao Yanqiu, he struck out with a long whip like a spiritual snake spitting out his words.

It was whipped from top to bottom, the shadow of the whip was like a blade, the internal energy was so strong that it cut through iron like mud, half of the wrists were severed and the limbs were thrown into the air, blood splattered all over the ground.

However, Tang Yuan struck out fiercely, wielding the internal whip force of the whip technique, and used the shadow of the whip to cut off half of Xiao Wuguang's stump from the elbow to the palm. Xiao Wuguang staggered back in pain and let out a series of screams.

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Tang Yuan had no mercy and said angrily: "Shameless villain, let's see how you use your sword energy to threaten others in the future..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Wuguang reluctantly pressed the wound tightly and turned around and left in a hurry.

Tang Yuan seemed to have thought of something, and then resolutely caught up with Xiao Wuguang.

"You are truly the son of Qiankun who is blessed with great fortune and destiny, Lord Wuji, do you still blame me now?" Venerable Dulong didn't care about Xiao Wuguang's life or death. He looked coldly at True Lord Wuji who had been sitting on the roof of the Zen room.

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True Lord Wuji jumped down from the house and said calmly: "Resurrected from the dead, now Dulong, do you want to kill him again as promised?" He did not wait for Venerable Dulong's answer, and said anxiously: "Ge Yin is now

He possesses the three techniques of Zen, Taoism and Demon. If you kill him, you will violate the rules set by our ancestors of the Pure Fire Sect two hundred years ago: treat dual cultivators with the techniques of my teaching with courtesy."

Ge Yin suddenly realized after hearing this. He finally understood that the reason why Zhenjun Wuji deliberately taught the Pure Fire Sect to himself was to save himself from the killings of the Pure Fire Sect. The deeper purpose may be to make himself a member of the Pure Fire Sect.

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Venerable Dulong pondered for a moment, and said with a smile in his cold eyes: "Hahaha, I, Dulong, do not have to abide by these ancestral rules. Furthermore, as for the rules, you Wuji privately taught the true scriptures of our sect to outsiders without the permission of the leader. You should be punished for your crime. You are poor.

If the monk kills both of you, then you, Wuji, will be responsible for all the crimes, so why not?"

His ruthless demeanor while talking and laughing makes people tremble when they watch him.

Ge Yin stood up to protect Ge Xiande and said solemnly: "Senior Dulong, you can't hurt your junior brother Yide..." He paused and said: "There is a hidden agenda in this matter, so please step aside."

Venerable Dulong saw Ge Yin's eyes twinkling, as if he had something to hide, so he asked Master Sangjie to persuade thousands of lamas to withdraw, leaving only himself, Ge Xiande, Xiao Yanqiu and Wuji Zhenjun.
Chapter completed!