Chapter 410: Gentle people are always worthy of being treated well
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."
Qin Yao shook his head, and after watching the wound on his chest heal, he slowly retracted his palm: "The favors owed must be repaid!"
Tianxiu laughed loudly: "From this aspect, I would also like to thank the blood demon. If he hadn't come out of nowhere, I don't know how long I would have to wait..."
Qin Yao: "The person you should thank the most is not him, but yourself. You fought for this favor with your life. How can he be worthy of this gratitude?"
"Speaking of this blood demon..."
Tianxiu gradually lost her smile and said in a deep voice: "He gives me a very weird feeling, just like those people in our country who sacrifice themselves to the devil because they gain strength."
Qin Yao stood up with a solemn look on his face: "Nine times out of ten! This person's name is Wata. A few days ago, he was just a head-dropping master in the realm of earth masters. In the blink of an eye, he became a god. In addition to making a deal with the devil, I
I can’t think of any other possibilities.”
Tianxiu suggested: "Instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative. At Mengpo's place in the underworld, there is a book of Yin and Yang. The Yin book records the life, death and longevity of all living beings, and the Yang book records the merits and demerits of all living beings in their lives. You can go to Mengpo's place to borrow the Yang book.
At first glance, using this blood demon as an index, you will definitely be able to find the devil who accepts his sacrifice."
Qin Yao paused for a moment, but suddenly remembered: When Zhou Huaijin left last time, it seemed that he was working in Huangquan?
After thinking for a moment, he finally gave up the idea of going to Huangquan for consultation.
It’s not a good thing to repay a favor and get another in the blink of an eye!
At this time, in mid-air.
When the last piece of blood mist was sucked into the belly of an evil spirit, in the remote Nanyang Kingdom, in an unknown barren mountain cave, the blood devil's eye sockets suddenly lit up with red light...
"In the name of the Blood Demon, I chant the curse of eternal life and summon the undead souls that have disappeared in the void to revive."
"Boom~~"
As a burst of obscure mantras sounded in the cave, the void in front of the Blood Demon statue suddenly collapsed into a black hole. Three souls, seven souls, and ten blue lights rushed out of the black hole, merging into a complete soul body.
At a certain moment, the blood demon's eyes glowed red, emitting two bright beams of light, shining on the chest of the newborn soul body, continuously injecting energy into it.
"I'm still alive~"
When the blood demon retracted the beam of light in his eyes, the new soul slowly opened its eyes.
"Of course you are still alive." The Blood Demon said quietly: "When you obtain the eternal life I grant, no one else in the world can erase you from this world except me."
Shock and surprise flashed across Wata's eyes quickly, and then all the emotions turned into piety on his face.
"Thank you, sir."
He fell to the ground, his head banging on the stone bricks.
The Blood Demon said indifferently: "Death once is not without cost to you. Your divine core is gone and you need to cultivate it back by yourself; your weapon is lost and you need to find it by yourself!"
Watta raised his head and whispered: "Yes, sir..."
Fengdu, Hades.
Punish evildoers.
Qin Yao held exquisite gift boxes in his hands, followed Ah Li who was trotting along, and strode into the clean and empty temple.
The young monk, whose robes looked like snow and had a delicate face, stopped outside the temple and looked up at the black plaque in front of the temple, filled with endless sword intent.
"Brother." After entering the hall, Ah Li floated across half of the hall and landed in front of the desk where Zhong Kui was handling the case.
"Um."
Zhong Kui smiled and nodded, stood up from the chair, raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yao who was following behind: "You are so old and shameless, why do you still carry so many things?"
Qin Yao stepped forward, gently placed the gift in his hand beside the table, and said with a smile: "I don't usually come back often. How can I come back empty-handed after finally coming back once?"
Zhong Kui raised his thick eyebrows: "Are you sure you don't have anything to ask me for?"
"Of course not." Qin Yao said calmly.
"If you ask me for anything, what's going on with the young monk outside the main hall?" Zhong Kui asked in surprise.
"He's a human prison."
Qin Yao smiled and said: "It is said that there are nine hundred and ninety-nine evil spirits trapped in his body. I brought him here to improve my performance."
Zhong Kui raised his head and glanced, his eyes immediately passed through the entire hall, looking at Tianxiu, and asked in surprise: "The way of killing?!"
"Is there any problem?" Qin Yao asked with a pun.
Zhong Kui was silent for a moment, then looked back: "It's no problem with me!"
Qin Yao laughed: "Then I'll bring him in?"
"Why bother?" Zhong Kui put his hands behind his back and shouted loudly: "Young monk outside the door, come in."
Outside the main hall, Tianxiu smiled and walked into the hall unhurriedly.
Zhong Kui took out the official seal and held it in his palm: "You can start."
This is a person whose etiquette is hard to find fault with.
Qin Yao untied the space bag, took out the black God-killing knife and the red magic knife, and placed them in front of the young monk: "Pick the color you like."
Zhong Li: "..."
Zhong Kui:"……"
Tianxiu laughed, pointed at the magic knife left by Watta and said, "Just this one. I know its sharpness. If it pierces the heart with one knife, it shouldn't hurt for long."
Qin Yao nodded, put away the God-Slaying and Space Bag, held the knife and complained: "What kind of path did you say you chose? It's okay to kill people. In the end, you have to die once to transcend..."
Tianxiu said with a smile: "Those who respect others will always respect them, and those who kill will always be killed. I kill all living beings and eventually die under the sword of all living beings. Isn't this romantic?"
Qin Yao: "..."
Romantic hammer!
"Come on, be more ruthless." Tianxiu pointed to his heart and smiled slightly.
At this moment, his whole body seemed to be shining with Buddha's light, and there was a faint sense of Zen that was heartbreaking.
Qin Yao took a deep breath, raised the blood-red magic knife in his hand, and stabbed the opponent in the heart.
"puff!"
The blade pierced through the chest and cut open the monk's beating heart, drawing out a stream of golden blood.
"Amitabha."
Drops of divine blood fell on the floor, and bright flowers bloomed. The young monk with delicate features stood there, clasped his hands, and chanted the Buddha's name softly.
"Thank you so much, donor."
Not long after, Tianxiu looked up at Qin Yao, her soft eyes filled with gratitude.
Qin Yao took two steps back, bowed and saluted: "Congratulations, master."
Tianxiu pursed her lips and smiled, slowly closing her eyes.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
The moment he closed his eyes, hundreds of terrifying evil spirits flew out of his body, screaming and laughing wildly.
"seal up!"
Zhong Kui threw out the official seal in his hand and his tongue exploded with spring thunder.
In an instant, all 999 evil spirits were imprisoned in the sky.
"receive!"
Zhong Kui took out a black tower from his hands, held it up with his left hand, turned it over with his right hand, and pointed the bottom of the tower at the thousands of evil spirits in the sky.
The imprisoned evil spirits had no power to struggle and instantly turned into black light and were sucked into the tower.
After collecting the nine hundred and ninety-nine evil spirits, Zhong Kui recalled the official seal and pagoda with a wave of his hand, looked at the countless young monks surrounded by flowers, and said in a deep voice: "Qin Yao, burn him."
Qin Yao nodded, walked to the bouquets, supported the young monk's body, slowly pulled out the blood-red magic knife, and threw it casually on the ground.
Zhong Kui raised his hand and waved, and all the flowers blossomed from Tianxiu's divine blood flew up, gradually condensing into a flower lotus platform.
Qin Yao carried Tianxiu's body to the lotus platform, stared at his face that still seemed to have a slight smile for a long time, then reached out and took out a fire charm from his pocket.
"boom!"
When the fire talisman fell on Tianxiu's body, a bright flame ignited in an instant, and the flames spread all over the monk's body and ignited the lotus platform beneath him.
After a long time...
Tianxiu's body disappeared in the fire, but no bones were left behind.
A golden relic slowly rose from the place where his body disappeared, and flew to Qin Yao like a psychic.
"I haven't seen the Buddha's bone relics for many years..." Zhong Kui said with emotion.
Qin Yao raised his right hand and gently held the relic. He felt that the tentacles were warm and there seemed to be endless vitality flowing inside.
"What is the function of this relic...?"
Tianxiu seeks benevolence and gets benevolence because he is happy and mourning, so Qin Yao does not have many complicated emotions in his heart, but is more pragmatic.
"Making relics as offerings is the Buddha's treasure. When you see the Buddha, you see the Dharmakaya." Zhong Kui said.
Qin Yao: "I don't understand."
Zhong Kui paused for a moment and then said: "Abandon all sins, bad karma, and bad destinies. Good roots will gradually grow, and evil obstacles will gradually disappear. If you are interested in Buddhism, and with this relic, you can practice Buddhism and Taoism..."
Qin Yao was not interested in dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, unless he met Huanxi Chan one day.
Um……
It is not the joy that pursues spiritual transcendence, but the joy that pursues physical pleasure.
After all, he is a person who has not escaped from low-level tastes, and he still prefers some superficial things.
Although he is vulgar, greedy for money and lustful, he is not despicable in his eyes.
Despicable means having no bottom line, being obscene and dirty...