Chapter 375: Out of the sky, there are demons everywhere
Ren Qing waited patiently. At the same time, the cave continued to expand deeper, and most of his energy was placed in the world in his stomach.
He had no intention of refining the body of Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon. After all, flesh and blood puppets could not be refined overnight.
Besides, Ren Qing's purpose is to steal longevity energy through the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon.
The Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon is actually an independent creature, and the Dream Seed can be abandoned at any time. No matter how you look at it, it will not be involved in Ren Qing's head.
The opportunity will come soon.
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Dark clouds filled the sky, and the rain fell softly.
On this day, tens of thousands of refugees lined up on the mountain road, one after another heading towards the outer sky. The atmosphere seemed extremely depressing.
The leader of the team was a skinny old monk. He had to be supported by the monks beside him before he had the strength to move forward.
Almost nine out of ten of these tens of thousands of refugees were monks, and the pain in their bodies could not conceal the piety in their eyes.
Most of the rest were old, young, women and children, but there were also thousands of bandits, and there was no sign of any good in the evil spirit they exuded.
The bandit leader Hei Hu was a little impatient, and quickly came to the leading old monk, and picked him up with his thick right hand.
"Old monk who is struggling to survive, when will he reach the heaven where wine and food are everywhere?"
The so-called heaven is said to be the legendary paradise world.
It is recorded in Buddhist scriptures that the beings of the heavenly realm live in the heavens above, possessing majestic virtues and supernatural powers. The places where they live are according to the retribution and positive retribution, and are more excellent than the sentient beings of the other realms. Therefore, it means victory in happiness and victory in body.
The monks looked angry and wanted to stop the black tiger, but they had not eaten for more than half a month, so they had no strength to resist.
They were kicked to the ground by other bandits, and then punched and kicked.
The old monk Kudu clasped his hands together, then closed his eyes and said, "We still need to travel for half a day, but this poor monk can feel the call from Buddhism..."
"Fuck you."
The more Black Tiger looked at it, the more he felt that the old monk Kudu was very evil, so he threw it into the haystack.
"Give you half a day, and I will kill one of your disciples every hour."
"The Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva bless you."
The old monk Kudu climbed up tremblingly and couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of blood, but his complexion recovered a lot.
Black Tiger felt hungry in his belly, and his eyes fell on the women and children in the team.
"Boss, I'm the best at killing animals."
The bandits under his command rolled their eyes and hurriedly grabbed the women and children and put a rusty long knife on their necks.
"No, no, Master Kudu, help me!"
The women and children kept struggling, but the people in the surrounding team had long been numb to this and even wanted a share of the pie.
The old monk had no choice but to close his eyes and recite scriptures to save the souls of the dead.
The reason why bandits were included in the team was because there was no other way.
Despite the large number of monks, they all follow the content of Buddhist scriptures, eat fast, chant Buddha's name, and go to the heaven where their body and mind are relaxed.
A thousand bandits are enough to kill them all.
The old monk Kudu did not let the monk risk his life to rescue him. After all, similar situations abound, and the world here is completely a sea of suffering.
The Buddha's Heart City where he lives is full of demons and ghosts, and the dangers he encounters going north will only become more terrifying, so he has no choice but to go to heaven.
The old monk Kudu covered his head with both hands, and the disasters he encountered were overwhelming.
Every fifty years, demons will launch riots. Corpses pile up into mountains, blood dyes lakes red, and hair is spread out like a carpet.
It's like forcefully driving mortals to the sky.
The old monk Kudu let out a scream, then he reached out and dug out his eyes, and then pierced his ears with a wooden stick, and then he felt much better.
"The Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva is above. Disciples should not have evil thoughts in their hearts."
The old monk Kudu wanted to fight his inner demons by turning a blind eye, which made Black Tiger feel a chill down his spine and he couldn't help but frown.
Black Tiger cursed a few words, then threw the women and children away, untied his belt and walked towards the bushes not far away.
He didn't feel pity, he was mainly frightened by the madness of the old monk.
Thinking about it, it is only half a day's journey from heaven to heaven. It would not be good to cause more casualties. If this offends the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva...
Little did Black Tiger know that as they gradually approached the sky, the air they breathed was already mixed with Buddha's aura, and unknowingly, their violent nature had changed.
Just as he was about to take over, he suddenly felt eyes staring at him in the dark.
Black Tiger's face turned ugly, and he subconsciously grabbed the long knife on his back, and kept moving towards the direction of the large army.
Click, click, click...
The sound of teeth grinding was heard.
The Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon crawled out of the darkness, the dream seeds turned into double pupils on its forehead, and its image became even more ferocious.
"Monster, monster, monster."
Black Tiger murmured to himself. He didn't even dare to shout for help, for fear of being looked down upon by the other bandits, which would lead to his unstable status.
The Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon turned into an afterimage and passed through the vegetation at extremely fast speeds.
It went directly into the black tiger's mouth and quickly disappeared into the stomach, as if melted into the flesh and blood, hiding somewhere in the body.
Black Tiger's expression changed from fear to confusion, and finally he returned to the team as if nothing had happened, and continued southward with the old monk Kudu.
Tens of thousands of people rushed across the hillside in a mighty manner, and soon they noticed the sky.
This town, which looks like a place where immortals and Buddhas live, is emitting bursts of colorful light in the setting sun.
When they approached the distance of a hundred meters, the faces of some mortals were distorted, and the pain caused huge beads of sweat to break out on their foreheads.
The Buddha's aura of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva is like selecting the right materials, and it envelopes the bodies and souls of tens of thousands of people at the same time.
"The Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva!!!"
With a desperate roar, death began to spread.
First of all, women and children. No matter how devout they are to the Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, it is impossible for women to set foot in heaven.
Every living person suddenly turned into minced meat, with blood splattering everywhere.
Followed by the bandits with complicated thoughts, they also did not escape the erosion of the Buddha's aura, and they immediately followed in the footsteps of women and children.
On the contrary, Black Tiger's soul had lost its intelligence under the influence of the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon, so he escaped the disaster and was still safe and sound.
When the monks saw that the bandit leader was qualified to go to heaven, their hearts were suddenly filled with excitement, and hundreds of lives were turned into mud.
The old monk who was struggling to survive, his lamp ran out of oil and he died of exhaustion, ten meters away in the sky.
The knowledge of mortals who can enter the city alive has already been distorted by the Buddha's energy.
I don’t know if these people can be saved. If there is a chance, it would be good to use them to expand the population of Eternal Prison.
Ren Qing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. It seemed that the Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon had successfully sneaked into the sky.
And unlike him who exploited the original fetal membrane and Buddhist dream seeds for opportunism, Yue Yue Pseudo Dragon survived the "baptism" of Buddha's energy and came to heaven in an upright manner.
If the first step goes well, then the chances of stealing longevity will naturally increase.
But what makes Ren Qing deeply curious is why the Buddha aura of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva is not as chaotic as the Buddha aura of Arhat Sitting on a Deer?
My sleep quality has been terrible these past few days, and I can't bear to go to bed anymore.