Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three More than Strength, Never Forget Wisdom
If Buddhism could destroy the realm of killing, Xi'er would not be free until now. Then, the realm of killing that is inseparable from life and death would become digestion. Although the current murderous aura has slightly more attribute bonuses than other sects, it also has some special features.
The abilities and advantages are no longer as great as in the past, but they can never be destroyed so easily. There is no mature artistic conception that can be destroyed so easily!
To see through the illusion of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, you don't need many reasons, just one is enough.
Yaotong knows that great Buddhist techniques such as the Six Paths of Reincarnation must consume a lot of energy. How can Changdao consume more energy and consume energy faster when he is alive? Naturally, it is provocation and inducement. So Yaotong continues to maintain it until Changdao stops living.
After the illusion of hell, he revealed that he had already seen through the illusion of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Changdao was superstitious about the magical power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation when he was alive. Originally, the Six Paths of Reincarnation had never been used on people in the world. He should not have thought that this was the case.
Although it transcends ordinary illusions, its essence and illusions have not changed. The great Buddha Dharma will definitely be able to defeat the masters of martial arts.
Chang Dao spent a lot of energy in traps during his lifetime. He thought that the demon of desire in the eighteenth level of hell could scare Yaotong crazy and break his will. He didn't know what hell looked like, how could he create something beyond hell?
Horrible? Where can one witness the scene of the desire demon cannibalizing and face it calmly and calmly? Therefore, Yaotong was not frightened by the desire demon, but Changdao was frightened in this world. The scene of the eighteenth level of hell, countless desire demons
The illusion caused Changdao's energy consumption in this world to be so serious that he could no longer continue.
At this time, Yaotong revealed that Changdao had already fallen into a situation where he was riding a tiger and was struggling to his death.
The huge golden feet of the Buddha's body were raised, and the demon pupils fell and died tragically on the spot under the attack of the golden feet...
When he was reborn, he had already picked up the golden foot.
"Amitabha, the female donor knows now that this is not an illusion..." Chang Dao said while trying to make Demon Eyes surrender for the last time. His energy has been exhausted and cannot be sustained, and soon the illusion of the Six Paths of Reincarnation will be wiped out.
Yaotong was trampled to death by Golden Foot. When she came back to life, she was still in the same place. She still held the magic knife in her hand. However, she felt that her martial arts had disappeared, as if she had really been reborn and became powerless. This
This taste made Demon Eyes tremble slightly...
'This, this is what it feels like to be reborn?'
A disdainful sneer gradually appeared on Yaotong's face. The feeling of being powerless like rebirth made her tremble. After trembling, she was happy for it. She had never been reborn but could experience the fragility and powerlessness of rebirth.
It felt like there was nothing more wonderful than this in the world. She liked what Yiyun once said, "Never let anyone's tears fall on his corpse." At this moment, Yaotong felt that she could also understand it.
To that kind of determination.
Yaotong no longer paid attention to Changdao Shengsheng, because there was no need anymore. At this moment, there was no need to continue to stimulate Changdao Shengsheng, because he could not hold on for much longer.
Chang Dao's living Buddha body suddenly shrank a lot, and the ruined Dao Palace and other surrounding Shaolin sect halls all began to become blurred, as if many more were added to the normal scenery.
Densely packed blurry dots... The alien space of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is about to collapse, and Chang Dao no longer has the capital to continue to support it in this world.
‘Impossible! It’s impossible for the Great Buddha’s Six Paths of Reincarnation to be defeated by anyone!’
The scene continued to blur, blur... Suddenly, it suddenly became clear again!
Changdao Shishi's eyes were wide open, and his face was wet with cold sweat!
They are still in the Sword Hall. The difference is that everything in the Sword Hall is the same as before, and the Sword Hall has not been destroyed by the living Buddha body of Chang Sword. Because those were originally illusions from a different space that seemed real,
In the different space of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it is dominated by the performance of the Great Buddha Dharma. There, death, system prompts, etc. are all so real, but no matter what the reality is, it is illusion after all. Beyond all illusions, it is originally
The realm of Buddha's practice is why there is the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
In front of Chang Dao's presence, the demon pupil's dark and rich murderous aura enveloped the entire Dao Palace.
Everything seems to be just like before entering the Six Paths of Reincarnation, as if time has only passed for a moment.
Put down the magic sword... In the different space of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Chang Dao persuaded Yaotong like this time and time again, because if he didn't put down the magic sword, once he left the different space of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it would be the end of Chang Dao's life!
Demon Eyes stood in front of Chang Dao in the world, and the magic sword's sword energy fell on Chang Dao in the world's Tianling Cap...
It didn't stop. The magic knife held in Yaotong's hand didn't stop. It was spinning rapidly. There was no sword energy, and only the light of the sword flashed.
One by one, Qian Qian's sword was fatally attacked in Tianling Gai, but he was still alive. The number of dying swords kept increasing all over his body!
Cut to pieces by a thousand cuts, that is not just a legend.
The murderous aura suddenly disappeared, and when the magic sword was sheathed in an instant, Yaotong turned around without looking back and walked towards the door of the sword palace... The turbulent air flow blew up her long hair and her black dress.
, but couldn't blow the somewhat arrogant and disdainful smile on Yaotong's face...
When Yaotong's back disappeared outside the door of the Sword Palace, pieces of flesh suddenly flew away from the body of the standing sword in an explosive blast!
Cut to pieces by a thousand cuts, that's not just a legend.
The pain of being cut into pieces made Changdao taste unprecedented pain before his death. The pain and stimulation made him lose his mind and scream like crazy, but the scream could only be in the space of consciousness, because his
The body cannot move and cannot make any sound...
Changdaosi, who appeared at the rebirth point in civilian clothes, held his head hard, turned his head to the sky, screamed hysterically, and looked like no one else was around. His crazy posture surprised and frightened those around him who had just been reborn.
Back away. "Ahhhhh..." The long knife rolled to the ground. The pain that deeply stimulated him before his rebirth seemed to be still stimulating his nerves. In addition to pain, it still hurt. Every knife
The pain of cutting off the flesh on his body was stimulating his nerves. The stimulation made him completely lose his mind. He knew nothing and could not think about anything. Apart from wailing and screaming, he had no other sense!
A group of people who had been wandering around the rebirth point came up curiously and took a look, but they did not recognize Changdao in the world. It was difficult for people like them in the world to see a worldly Buddha like Changdao at close range, but after rebirth
There are not many people who go crazy later, so this group of people is very interesting to watch.
The long knife keeps rolling on the ground, howling, rolling, howling...
The group of people hanging around the rebirth point looked amused. One of them laughed and said, "Isn't he really crazy? Is there a lunatic here?"
"It's not that I haven't heard of it. If you try it, you will know whether it is really crazy or fake. Maybe it is a wicked bastard who deliberately pretends to be crazy and pretends to be a fool like us messengers of justice!" Another person chuckled and said his bad idea.
The others found it very interesting after hearing this, and three of them immediately ran away. After a while, they found a group of established NPCs, hooligans and scoundrels. People in the world don't need to mess around, but NPCs do. This group of long-time people hang out at the rebirth point.
The person was already acquainted with the gangsters and gangsters of the established NPCs. Those NPCs were originally noisy and would never let go of an opportunity to bully others. When they were called, a group of people immediately gathered around the sword.
No matter that there were many spectators gathered around, he just took off his pants, bare his buttocks, and urinated around the long knife rolling on the ground, wailing and screaming.
"Damn, that's crazy." Several local gangsters lifted up their pants and smiled happily.
The people who had been hanging around the rebirth point looked at it interestingly, and someone suggested, "Look, he's not a good guy. He must have done too many bad things. He was reborn and was afraid of being retaliated. He was so scared that he went crazy! Drag him and throw him into a cesspool outside the city."
Let’s see if we can drown?”
"Do it!" Another person said and found a rope. He was so disgusted that he didn't touch it, so he tied Chang Dao's living arm with the rope and headed towards the manure tank near the farmland outside the city. A group of NPC ruffians were doing nothing.
Everyone who followed me felt that it was really fun to meet such a madman.
On the way out of the city, among some of the worldly Buddhists who passed by the streets, some looked at the crazed and wailing Changdao alive with confusion. "I think I have seen it somewhere..."
"It looks familiar to me too."
The two people were guessing, but they couldn't remember that they had seen Chang Dao alive from a distance a few years ago.
On the carriage outside the city gate, a disciple of the Tianji Sect standing next to the carriage hurriedly saw the lunatic being dragged past. He frowned slightly and pulled the sleeve of the senior sister next to him. "Senior sister, that person seems to be in the world.
The Buddha is alive with a long sword..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just that they look alike. How could the Buddha Changdao be bullied by such a group of little people in this world? Besides, the Buddha's Dharma cultivation is so profound, how could he act like a lunatic? Don't talk nonsense, let's
We are going to the Shaolin Sect, and the Buddhist disciples of the Shaolin Sect will definitely be unhappy if they hear about it."
"What the senior sister taught me is that the junior brother is reckless." The disciple of Tianji Sect said this, but the more he thought about it, the more similar he felt in his heart. The senior sister who accompanied him had visited the Shaolin Sect many times and had seen Chang Dao several times.
, and it wasn’t from a long distance, I once said something to him, which naturally left a deep impression on me.
On the top of the Shaolin sect, outside the gate of the Sword Palace, Demon Eye searched for a moment with his consciousness, and locked another target. Under the influence of the dark Tai Chi light pattern, the person turned into a black shadow and flew away. Although Demon Eye had already captured it through his consciousness.
She saw Zhou Zhirou in the battle, but she ignored him. Originally, this was an independent action, and everyone had their own goals.
