Yiyun, who was running around, responded indifferently. He was full of confidence in Yaotong because he had such a reason. Yiyun didn't have to think about the situation of the purple shirt on the other side of the secret, because he had experienced too long.
Such endless battles and running hours.
Jian Ruyan once jokingly said, "We share weal and woe, so we are better than husband and wife, right?"
At that time, Yiyun only thought it was a joke. Many years later, when Jian Ruyan decided not to see each other again, he realized that that sentence was not just a joke, but unfortunately, regardless of whether it was a joke or not, Yiyun
It is impossible for Yun to respond. Fortunately, Jian Ruyan knows this. What Jian Ruyan pursues is only Jian, and never getting feelings is an indispensable important thing in life.
"There are many terrains in the Beilong Mountains that are suitable for escaping pursuit. When you are too tired, you can linger there for a while."
"Hehe, Yiyun, will you come back to see me?" Zishan's voice, which was transmitted into the secret room, was full of expectations, but also naughty like a spoiled child.
"No, unless I want to kill Xiaojian."
"It's disgusting! It's not romantic at all, eh? Brother Huang is back!" The voice came into the secret room, and Zishan jumped up happily. Xiaojian said in an indifferent tone, "Wash first, then eat."
Zishan smiled and ran out of the cave. He saw a circle of stones in the river and a stone house in the river. He jumped into the water happily and got through the door of the stone house. In fact, no one would pass by in a place like this, even if
Yes, Zishan and Xiaojian must be able to detect it from a long distance. However, Xiaojian often does such things, which seems redundant, but Xiaojian does not think it is redundant, because he knows that Zishan likes this kind of safety.
Feeling. In the stone house, a little bit of light exposed through the cracks of the stone interweaves into one piece inside, making the seemingly closed and capped stone house in the water not only not dark, but also looking dreamlike because of the countless intertwined lights.
Zishan got out of the water in the stone house in the water, and the water in his mouth slowly shot out. "Hehe, Yiyun, in the evening, brother built me a stone house in the water again for me to take a bath! The monk's blood smells so good, a
I don’t know how long it’s been since I took a shower. During the fight, I could still smell the stench of human sweat from a long distance away! Huh? Yiyun Yiyun, are you listening?”
"explain."
On the other end of the secret transmission, Yiyun responded with a single word, but it was enough to let Zishan know that Yiyun was listening, and she was happy again and talked about the topic casually with great interest, but the topic soon turned to
The strange trees, plants, rare animals, wild fruits, wild vegetables that I met on the road, the books I read about... the scenery and other happy and relaxing topics. Zishan never likes to be immersed in all the meaningless and painful things.
Topic, because it is meaningless, and it is not her preferred attitude towards life. Being strong to bear all the pain and perseverance is the basis for facing the future. The strongest person can calmly bear all the unavoidable hardships that are destined to be endured at the same time.
, still happy and laughing, spending every minute and every second actively. Zishan firmly believes in this.
"...Yiyun, you don't know, the stone I picked up while passing by Hedi Mountain when I was escaping today is so beautiful. There are many common elements in it. It is colorful and dazzling in the sun! Hehe, next step
I'll give it to you when we meet for the first time, hum - don't let it go, don't keep it well, I have to check it regularly, if you don't see it, I'll babble next to your ear as hard as I can, and I'll annoy you to death..."
The beams of light intersect, and in the colorful stone house in the water, Zishan leisurely cleans the blood on his body, and his long hair dyed red by blood. Bathing is a kind of relaxation and enjoyment, and it is also the pursuit and escape life so far.
Only relaxation and enjoyment.
The golden Buddha's light continues to bloom from Chang Dao's body in this world.
The demon pupil could not move, and was always shrouded and surrounded by golden light.
However, she did not lose her composure, panic and shout in vain, nor did she become angry, nor did she collapse in despair and frustration... On the contrary, when Changdao saw the smile on Yaotong's face, it was still a sneer.
, and the meaning of ridicule is getting stronger and stronger.
"Amitabha, the female benefactor is unrepentant. Although our Buddha is compassionate, there are times when he has to subjugate demons. Is the female benefactor really willing to let hundreds of years of hard work come to nothing?" Chang Dao said in a pitiful tone.
As he spoke, his eyes with flowing golden light kept looking at the motionless demon pupils.
"I think, but I'm afraid that you - you can't do it!" Yaotong smiled coldly, as if he didn't have the slightest fear of the long sword with the Buddha body in front of him.
"Amitabha, female benefactor, why bother to inflict the Buddha's wrath, why bother to seek hell?" As he spoke, the huge long sword in the world formed a fierce wind on the ground when it moved, bringing up countless golden feet filled with flying dust, slowly
Lifting it up, it seemed as if the demon pupil would be trampled into meat patties in the next moment. However, Chang Dao's compassionate tone revealed infinite regret and pity, that kind of heartfelt intolerance that seemed to come from the heart, through
All sounds are revealed.
Yaotong seems to be unable to feel it, not at all, or doesn't care at all. "Hell? Hell has long been empty and has ceased to exist. I really want to see how you send me to hell." Yao Tong.
Hitomi looked at Hayate with disdain and laughed.
The huge golden leg that was lifted up by the long sword fell down, but it did not fall on Yaotong, but was returned to its original position.
"Amitabha, it is hard-earned for the female donor to have the martial arts skills she has today. I am a sword-wielding Buddha, and I really can't bear to ruin the female donor's martial arts skills like this. The female donor also knows the suffering in hell, but
That's just the suffering of the seventeenth level of hell. If the female donor has seen the pain of the eighteenth level of hell, I hope she can find her way back and turn back from the sea of suffering... Amitabha, I am compassionate, and all misery and misfortune arise from the heart...
..." Changdao was reciting in this world, and the golden light that accompanied him in reciting the scriptures became brighter!
Yaotong's body has regained a lot of consciousness, but she still has no power and seems unable to even move. The magic knife is still in her hand, but it doesn't react at all, as if it doesn't belong to her at all...
So why was she able to regain some sense of her body?
The scene of heaven and earth changes suddenly...
Everything was spinning, turning into a crimson whirlpool. The feeling of spinning and falling quickly towards the deep abyss was enough to make many people scream in terror - but Yaotong did not shout.
The speed of this fall was not beyond the limit that she could accept.
The scene of heaven and earth changes suddenly.
Crimson sky, crimson everything.
Countless pairs of eyes, all focused on Yaotong.
One after another, the demons of desire, who look like humans but not humans, reveal ferocious, greedy, and crazy eyes, staring closely at the motionless demon eyes lying on the ground; the demons of desire are approaching step by step, layer by layer, in groups
A group of people, crowded together, are approaching Yaotong. If you look at it from a high altitude, you can see that there is no end around the earth where Yaotong is. They are all covering the earth, and they all have different skin colors and look like humans but not humans.
Some have horns on their heads, or they appear to be naked men and women with no skin but red flesh.
The crimson sky lit up with golden Buddha light.
The body of the living Buddha with a long sword appeared dimly in the void.
"Amitabha, does the female donor know that this is the eighteenth level of hell?"
"Stop talking nonsense, is that all?" Yaotong sneered with disdain.
"Amitabha, suffering and results are all caused by the heart. The mind is determined, the action is determined, and the cause is the result. The female donor had to go through the pain and torture of the eighteen levels of hell. Even though our Buddha is compassionate and saves the female donor,
I can only sit back and watch the female benefactor taste the bitter pill of pain in the reincarnation of cause and effect..."
One, two, three... The desire demons are greedy, breathing rapidly, and excitedly riding on Yaotong; more desire demons, excited, and eager to grab Yaotong's hands and feet
, all of them bared their teeth, opened their mouths wide, and bit into it as cruelly as if they were holding a fragrant chicken leg!
Blood, splashing, flesh and blood were chewed into pieces in the mouths of those desire demons, and bones were bitten in the mouths of those desire demons with a clicking sound...
The demon pupil looked crowded and crawling all over her body. The desire demons around her body were scrambling to eat her flesh and blood, gnawing at the bones of her hands and feet. She felt that every time the desire demon's mouth chewed,
Accompanied by the irritating and terrifying sounds, the irritating and unspeakable pain...
"Amitabha, the female donor knows how it feels to fall into the eighteen levels of hell as a result of her evil deeds. If the female donor puts down her magic sword and takes refuge in my Buddha, the light of the Buddha can lead the female donor to transcend the reincarnation of cause and effect, and stay away from all disasters and sufferings..."
The sound of the spear resounding in the sky above the crimson hell... The demon pupil has been buried by the demons of desire, and not even a hair is left after being eaten. After being eaten, is the end of pain? No, not - the demon
Hitomi was reborn again, still lying as before. The magic knife was still in her hand, but she had no strength or any power to resist. Just like before, she could only watch the desire demons eating her body and looking at the desire.
The demons gnawed at the bones pulled out of her body, feeling the pain of being chewed, and listening to the terrifying sound of the bones being chewed into pieces.
There was no response. Chang Qiang repeated his sighs and words full of pity and sighs again and again, but never got any response.
Time passed by minute by minute.
how long?
I don’t know how long, I don’t know…
The demons of desire ate, eating the reborn demon eyes from intact to pieces again and again.
The desire demons were jubilant, happily fighting for the piece of meat torn from Demon Tong's body, and couldn't wait to stuff it into their mouths...
The scene of heaven and earth suddenly rotated rapidly.
For a moment, the crimson hell disappeared, and so did the endless demons of desire.
Yaotong is still in the ruined Shaolin Sect Mountain Sword Hall, and in front of him is the huge, golden-painted Buddha body of Chang Sword that continues to shine with golden light.
However, Changdao's body shape in life has obviously become much smaller. Although it is still huge, it is almost half smaller than it was at the beginning.
"Amitabha, why is the female benefactor still unwilling to turn back from the sea of suffering? We are both lovers of swords, and I, the Buddha, are compassionate and cannot bear to let the female benefactor lose her martial arts skills that she has practiced hard for hundreds of years..." The voice of the long sword in the world,
It is full of unbearable sorrow and pity, and that kind of deep emotion that seems to come from the heart is enough to make many people be moved, touched, and even burst into tears.
Yaotong's body was still motionless.
There was still a sarcastic sneer on her face. Chang Dao's pitiful tone made Yaotong feel even more ridiculous. "Don't you know what the eighteenth level of hell looks like? Or is it just the scene of that level?
Makes you feel nauseous, vomiting, and driven crazy with fear?" Yaotong sneered disdainfully, looking at the seemingly golden and huge Buddha body in front of him like a pitiful creature.
"Of course, you may have all of these, but more importantly, your energy can no longer support it. It is not easy to create an illusion of hell. Such a large scene and so many desire demons are indeed very energy-consuming. You still have to
How long can the illusion be maintained?"
"Amitabha, is the female donor scared out of her mind? Why are you talking nonsense?" Chang Dao said in a calm tone, with a look of pity.
"You are a ridiculous monk, creating eighteen levels of hell in front of my demon pupil? Huh, you only know that my demon pupil has been sent to seventeen levels of hell after the opening of the three realms. Of course you don't know that my demon pupil has been there since the opening of the three realms.
Struggling in the eighteenth level of hell, those ridiculous illusions you conjure up are just the lowest level of pain and torture in the eighteenth level of hell. Just those who want to scare me, the demon pupil? This is how ignorant juniors are, using some things that they think are scary.
You want to scare the seniors who are familiar with your ridiculous stuff, but the ridiculous thing is that you yourself can’t bear it. Cultivating Buddhism, cultivating Buddhism, you can’t see hell, it’s just like your ridiculous Buddhist knife, in addition to making people laugh
, has no value anymore!”
"Amitabha, the female donor is already in chaos. Female donor, please take refuge in my Buddha. Everything lost is not worth pity. Escape from the devil's path and achieve Buddhahood. That is the opportunity for the female donor to escape from the sea of suffering..." Changdao sighed with compassion.
Said.
Demon Eyes, however, still sneered. "The Great Buddha Dharma is probably the legendary Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique? But that's it - compared to many illusion formations, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique is superior in that it allows people to enter the illusion without any time and space.
Intertwined strange feelings. Unfortunately, no matter how real the illusion is, it can only deceive those who are not determined. To deceive me, the demon pupil, is purely a dream. Now you have no other choice but to be stubborn and stubborn.
It doesn't matter, I'll wait for the moment when you run out of energy and can no longer maintain the illusion of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
Yaotong did not say the reason why she saw through the illusion, but there were too many reasons. The power of Buddhism may be able to immobilize her, but it is absolutely impossible to cut off the connection between her and the magic knife. Of course, the power of Buddhism can eliminate murderous intent, and maybe it is also possible.
It is fast, but it is absolutely impossible to shake the killing realm; the killing realm is inseparable from life and death.
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