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Chapter 165 The villain only needs to put down the butcher's knife to become a Buddha?(2/3)

This is Taixuanjing, it’s okay if it’s someone else, but he is the son of my Li family, and he wants to kill you first, so there are laws to deal with it. If you lynch him and kill him, it’s not justified.”

"Just because he is the son of the Li family, he cannot die?"

Lu Jing shook his head gently: "Miss Wuhuang, since you said this, you have already made your choice?"

He asked inquiringly, his eyes filled with eagerness. Li Wuhuang fell silent instantly...

She never thought that one day, she, the young lady of the Xuandu Li family and the future seventh prince's concubine, would be forced to make a choice by such a young man in front of her.

Just as Lu Jing said, if there were no other disturbances, Lu Jing would never dare to come and question him, even if he was illuminated by the heavenly official starlight at this moment.

But today, the situation has reached this point!

Li Wuhuang looked around and was surprised to find that...it was just as Lu Jing said, it was Lu Jing who was the strongest in this dragon dance street!

Lu Jing stood with his sword in hand and looked at him quietly. "Lu Jing would never dare to kill Rain Master!"

Li Wuhuang was in a state of confusion, feeling that even with Lu Jing's temperament, it would be impossible for him not to be afraid of death.

If Lu Jing killed Li Yushi, it would be equivalent to handing the seventh prince a legitimate sword of law.

This sword of law often cannot kill many people.

But when the sword of law is in the hands of the seventh prince and Li Guanlong, Lu Jing will undoubtedly die!

Li Wuhuang is so sure in his heart!

But when she lowered her head and saw Li Yushi's pale face and Li Yushi's trembling body, Li Wuhuang didn't know how to make a decision.

Li Yushi and she are from the same mother! The blood relationship cannot be ignored.

"Lu Jing's words have been spoken. If it were me...

If I make the wrong choice, if he has other sources of support, the Rain Master will die!"

Li Wuhuang, who had been pampered for many days, turned red and his chest heaved violently.

.

This scene in front of me was watched by countless people.

"Taking advantage of the situation, since we are already enemies, we are not afraid of offending the Seventh Prince, Li Guanlong!

This may seem ordinary, but there are very few young people in the world who have such courage." In Su Mansion, Dazhu Guo nodded slowly.

Even he had never thought that... this grinding, this siege, would actually evolve to this!

"How can he induce the heavenly officials to descend upon the gods?

The heavenly official who ascended on a tiger may not have appeared for many years, but today, when Dazhu Kingdom looks up, he can see the star that is bursting out with dazzling light.

Mr. Guanqi, Mr. Nine, and Mr. Eleven were the same, but their eyes became much firmer.

Li Wuhuang felt extremely nervous, and sweat was dripping from his smooth forehead.

"Rain Master...cannot die."

"Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, we cannot let him take the risk of death.

"Even if his cultivation is ruined and he is bedridden from now on, it would be better than death...

Li Wuhuang seemed to have finally made a choice, so under many looks, she was about to speak.

Suddenly a cold voice came. "Every appearance is false!"

Donor Lu Jing, why do you have to be aggressive?" A Buddha's greeting came from a distance.

Many generals, even Lu Jing, Li Wuhuang, all turned their heads to look. They saw a young monk standing under the huge locust tree at the end of Wulong Street.

The young monk was wearing a red cassock, with his right arm and shoulder exposed.

Six scars were burned on his forehead, making a killing mark, and he looked at the scene from a distance.

This young monk has a resolute face, but his eyes are full of indifference. His two earlobes almost fall on his shoulders, and his exposed right arm is covered with many scriptures.

When Lu Jing looked carefully, he realized that the monk in front of him did not have the slightest trace of mercy. Instead, he looked like a wrathful King Kong, which made people shudder.

"Buddha from Landa Temple..."

The general who knew the young monk whispered softly. From a distance, Li Wuhuang also clearly knew the young monk.

When she saw this Buddha from Landa Temple in the Western Regions, her heart seemed to finally settle down.

"master..."

Li Wuhuang saluted the Buddha.

Lu Jing's eyes moved slightly, a little surprised.

"This Buddha from Landa Temple went to Zhuxing Mountain with Li Guanlong to capture the princess's daughter. Now that Li Guanlong has not come back, this Buddha has come back instead."

"And...why did the Buddhist disciples of Landa Temple stand up for Master Li Yu?"

Lu Jing was puzzled.

The Buddha from Landa Temple had already walked out from under the locust tree, covering a lot of distance in one step, and was in front of Lu Jing in an instant.

at the same time......

An extremely strong murderous aura seemed to fall from the sky. Lu Jing vaguely seemed to see a raging-eyed King Kong suppressing the endless hell. As soon as the murderous aura passed, it strangled thousands of evil spirits!

The Buddha in Landa Temple in front of me is obviously a monk, but his whole body is full of murderous aura!

This murderous aura, combined with the extremely powerful energy and blood power of the Buddha in Landa Temple, was pressing down on the Dragon Dance Street.

Suddenly, Lu Jing, who was in Wulong Street, felt a Buddha light that suppressed evil spirits coming from the Buddha of Landa Temple!

Lu Jing stood upright with his head held high, but it was as if he was carrying a mountain of knives on his shoulders. The strong wind from the mountain of knives kept coming, blowing his soul very painfully.

"Donor Lu Jing, my Buddha has said that human nature in the world is inherently pure, and all dharmas are in its own nature. If you think about all evil things, you will do evil; if you think about all good things, you will practice good deeds.

Mr. Yu Master must have realized the great horror between life and death today and knew the guilt of the past.

In this case, the donor might as well give him a chance, and also give himself a chance. There is only a thin line between good people and evil people, fools and wise people, and Buddhas.

From confusion to enlightenment, it is just a choice. Donor Lu Jing, what do you think?"

The Buddha of Landa Temple is standing not far away.

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Behind you, you can vaguely see a series of diamond dharma reflections, and you can see a hell of killing evil emerging!

There were many Buddha's greetings from the Buddha's mouth, and it seemed that he was trying to persuade Lu Jing to gain enlightenment.

Lu Jing listened to these words in his ears, and felt that his mind was filled with those Vajra words and the hell of killing evil!

"If you don't think about good and evil, if you don't understand all living beings, there will be great confusion in the future..."

Abruptly.

Such thoughts kept popping up in Lu Jing's mind...

While Li Yushi, who was originally pale, was in a dilemma, Li Wuhuang finally calmed down when he saw the Buddha from Landuo Temple coming!

They looked at Lu Jing together, and saw that Lu Jing was frowning and thinking.

In front of him, a preaching Vajra could be vaguely seen, glowing with golden light, shining on him!

Mr. Jiu in the cultivation tower suddenly snorted coldly and stood up: "This Buddhist disciple in Landa Temple wants to kill himself to become a Taoist, but he relies on his own cultivation to confuse the public with his evil words..."

"No need to rush."

However, Mr. Guanqi seemed to be confident and still looked out the window. Mr. Jiu was about to speak...but suddenly turned his head. He saw Lu Jing, who was originally deep in thought...

Suddenly, there was a surge of golden light!

The surging aura of Haoran glowed faintly, and the wind blew here, blending into the aura of Haoran, as if the fog was blown away in an instant.

A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind!

Lu Jing's eyes gradually became clear as the strong wind blew.

He no longer frowned, but turned his head to look at the Buddha at Landa Temple, shook his head and said, "Master, I don't believe in Buddhism."

Seeing Lu Jing break away from the Vajra Sermon in an instant, the Buddhist disciples of Landa Temple looked at Lu Jing with even more admiration.

"It's a good thing that donor Lu Jing is determined, and Lian'e respects him quite a bit."

"But Young Master Yu is young and has thought about his own mistakes. He would like to put down the butcher's knife and get closer to my Buddha. Donor Lu Jing..."

"So if Master Li Yu puts down his butcher knife, I should forgive him?"

Lu Jing looked at Buddha Lian'e of Landa Temple, turned his head and asked, "Master's cultivation is extraordinary, I have noticed him just now.

But does Master know that there is any old grudge between Master Yu and me?"

Monk Lian'e put his palms together and said, "I have been on the locust tree for a long time and have heard many things."

Lu Jing nodded and asked again: "Master is a Buddhist disciple of Landa Temple, so he should be compassionate. I guess you didn't just enter this Xuandu City!

With the master's level of cultivation, he probably knew about the unusual movements on Yanglu Street and knew that they were surrounding Lu Jing.

Naturally, I know that Lu Jing took many lives to get to this Dragon Dance Street."
To be continued...
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