From being an Arhat with a sword, to sleeping on an Arhat's pillow, he saves the world and is pure, with angry eyes and a clear mind.
From Lujiazhuang, Loulang Mountain, Kuchen Temple, Wuyin Mountain, to Wuguo Valley, Bachi Peak, Linxiao Abyss, and Jietianbi.
From hundreds of years ago to the present.
This journey is full of thorns, but it was paved with the lives and blood of innocent sentient beings.
The Blood Demon Cult, a mysterious and strange evil organization, kills all living beings and massacres countless people. With the follow-up investigation by Zhen Shangmian and others, it gradually surfaced.
Its purpose: to sacrifice the blood of all living beings, break the space blockade, and welcome back the demonic karma of the Buddha sealed in the foreign space.
In the wilderness, sleeping Arhat sleeps on the pillow, saving the world, and the angry-eyed Vajra and Mingxin. The three people rush to Jie Tianbi. After investigation, they learned that the Blood Demon Sect will perform blood sacrifices at Jie Tianbi to welcome back the demons of the Buddha. In the past, when the Buddha's thoughts on demonic karma were gradually going astray, Sakyamuni noticed it and invited Laojun to join him. They discussed the doctrine with him for several months but could not change his mind.
Later, Yeti made a big mistake indeed. Sakyamuni and Laojun fought with him for three days and sealed him in a foreign space
If it cannot be stopped in time, once the Buddha's demon comes, China will be in danger and the people will be in danger.
Months of careful investigation, starting from Fruitless Valley, then to Bachi Peak, Linxiao Abyss, and Sleeping on the Pillow, the three of them stared at the Blood Demon Cult, bit by bit, peeling off its mysterious coat, and they fought in the air, but they always failed.
It's a step slower.
"Hurry, there's a sky wall not far ahead."
Not far ahead, I saw a high mountain like a wall, standing among the clouds and connecting with the sky.
The sky-connecting wall is said to be a very weak point in the Chinese space.
Suddenly, a force of energy slashed horizontally, blocking the way. There was a man in black clothes, his face shrouded in a black cloak. He walked slowly with a knife and said with a sinister smile: "Hehehe, this road is blocked."
Mian on the pillow shouted: "Who are you?"
The man in black said: "The Blood Demon Cult Zuo Protector, Sword Master Lu Chen."
She will never forget this strange yet familiar aura and this name.
"Father, father... Your Majesty, Mingxin, leave this person to me. You should leave quickly."
Sleep on the pillow, nod your head knowingly, don’t delay, and leave in a hurry.
"Don't even think about it."
Lu Chen swung his sword and slashed at the two people who were sleeping on the pillow. Sleeping on the pillow, Mingxin didn't even look at it and went straight forward. Suddenly, a Buddha figure appeared and waved a poplar branch in front of the sword.
Salvation Jingru said: "Father, you still recognize me."
Lu Chen said in a deep voice: "My daughter is Lu Xi, not a Buddha."
Saving the world is like waving a sleeve, retreating from the Buddha body and returning to the state of a daughter.
I saw her wearing a green skirt, smiling face, wearing a hosta, twirling her hair around her ears with her fingers, and said with a sweet smile: "Father."
It felt like we were seeing each other again in another life, and he had returned to Lujiazhuang. His daughter was walking around him, calling her father one after another, beating and scolding her and saying she couldn't let him go.
At that time, I thought it was too noisy and annoying. You should only cherish it if you lose it. Lu Chen's rock-solid heart was actually a little moved at this moment. He stepped forward, opened his arms to hug her, and said in a trembling voice: "Lu Xi, my daughter, is your father."
My good daughter."
Lu Xixi shed tears and stepped forward to hug her tightly. She thought she had lost her in the fire, but now that she has found her, she feels doubly cherished and heartbroken.
It hurts!
"Bang..."
Suddenly a palm print was placed on Lu Chen's back. He vomited a mouthful of blood, pushed Lu Xi away, and said with a maniacal smile: "You and I haven't seen each other for a long time, is this a big gift from you to your father? What a good daughter, no?"
Be good."
The Buddha's light flashed on Lu Xi's body, reappearing the salvation Jingru. She cried and said: "You and I both died in the fire in Lujiazhuang. From now on, there is no Lu Xi, only the salvation Jingru. Without Lu Chen, there is only the Blood Demon Sect.
Zuo Dharma Protector Sword Master."
"Okay, okay." Sword Master Lu Chen waved his sword and said: "My daughter has this realization, which is gratifying for her father. Then I have no worries about taking action and there is no need to hold back."
Salvation Jingru said: "Today, we will not only determine cause and effect, but also life and death."
Her expression suddenly changed, and she angrily turned away the Bodhisattva's evil appearance. She turned the poplar branch in her hand, and the Buddhist Hinayana weapon: the Sword of Compassion appeared, vowing to kill the person in front of her.
"One type of Ci sword to cross the journey."
"Let's fight." Lu Chen's sword danced with black demonic energy, with a scarlet aura in it, disturbing people's sanity.
It is the first form of the Blood Demon Sword Technique: Sinking in the Sea of Blood.
The swords struck each other, and the sound shook the area for ten miles.
Ahead, at the foot of Tianbi Mountain, the angry-eyed Vajra Mingxin noticed the battle behind him and showed worry.
Sleeping on the pillow said: "Don't worry, I believe that the salvation of the world is pure."
"Oh, you should worry about yourselves first."
Suddenly there was a sound coming from the mountainside. The same man in black, with a strong figure, jumped down from the air, clenched his fists, waved his fists, and struck down one after another, blocking the way of the two of them.
"Your Majesty, hurry up to the sky wall and stop the blood sacrifice. I will do this."
The Angry-Eyed King Kong shouted angrily, leaped into the air, and swung his broken sword to counterattack.
In mid-air, one person wields a sword and the other moves a fist. The fists and swords clash with each other, making a clanging sound.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves were made, and the two men fell down, each taking his own side, with Angry Eyes King Kong slightly losing ground.
"Who is coming?"
"The right protector of the Blood Demon Sect, with his fists facing the sea, Wang Mingshi, you deserve to be buried here today."
Angry King Kong frowned and said: "You know me, who are you?"
"Hahaha, you are my enemy, kill..."
Amidst the wild laughter, the battle started again, fighting to the death, and everyone was injured in the blink of an eye.
Sleeping on the pillow, the Arhat jumped up and climbed the sky-connecting wall. In a blink of an eye, he entered the sea of clouds and saw no trace of human beings.
Above the sea of clouds, you can see stars shining at first sight, which is vast and boundless, both fascinating and daunting.
In the starry sky, I was shocked to see a dazzling pillar of red blood, penetrating the galaxy and going straight into the depths.
The color of sleep on the pillow changes: after all, it is too late. The blood sacrifice has been started. If it cannot be destroyed in time, the Buddha's demonic karma will appear in the world.
"The sky is full of stars, please lend me the starlight to break the demons and eliminate karma."
The sleeping Arhat rested on the pillow and kept his feet up, heading towards the sky wall. At the same time, he made the Arhat seal with his hands and prayed to the stars for light.
Borrowing the power of heaven and earth to carry out the way of heaven and eliminate man-made disasters is the best form of Arhat Fist: Arhat Heavenly Fist.
At this time, in the center of the top of the sky-connecting wall, a majestic sea of blood was seen. It was extremely huge, restricted by a strange formation, and bound in the air.
Every drop of blood in this sea of blood is taken from innocent sentient beings. It is full of resentment and hatred of all sentient beings before their death. It contains huge power and cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth.
Such a big, wide, and deep sea of blood killed countless innocent beings.
His blood debts are so numerous that it is difficult to write about them.
The four Dharma Kings of the Blood Demon Sect each live in one place, using themselves as a guide to draw the power of the blood sea's resentment. A steady stream of blood shoots directly into the vast galaxy. The galaxy cannot bear this force, and the surrounding space collapses.
The leader of the Blood Demon stared at the blood sacrifice in front of him. After years of hard work, he was about to succeed. He looked crazy and murmured: Buddha, Demon Karma Ti, my guide in life, I can finally see you.
"Huh? The stars are moving." He looked down and saw Zhong Mian climbing up and approaching the top of the sky wall. He smiled and said: "What a pillow, Mian, he can actually use Luohan's Heavenly Fist, but how can I
It can make you happy."
The leader of the Blood Demon gave a deep shout and moved his true energy wildly. A blood-dark and turbid air filled the world and covered the sky.
"The Blood Demon: Blood stains the world."
The heaven and earth are stained, the sky is covered, and the Arhat sleeping on the pillow has nothing to rely on. The power is not at its maximum, only about half, so I have no choice but to give it a try.
He jumped onto the sky-connecting wall, glanced at it, knew the target of attack, and punched the strange formation under the majestic sea of blood.
"Delusion."
The leader of the Blood Demon stood up to block the attack, and quickly channeled the dark blood energy into a pair of Luohan Heavenly Fists.
The two peerless moves faced each other, and the world was shaken at the same time. Suddenly, it felt like the stars were hanging upside down, and the world was silent, and it was in a stalemate for a while.
However, the blood-dark energy, behind the Blood Demon Cult Leader, was the sea of blood. He took advantage of its power, and an endless stream of blood-dark energy immediately poured into his body and came out from his palm.
Looking at Arhat's Heavenly Fist again, the sky is covered by the blood-dark air, and there is no way to draw on it. Moreover, this move was blocked midway, and its power was reduced by half. Although the power of the stars and the might of Arhat, the majestic and upright energy can defeat evil and evil.
It’s a pity that there is no successor.
"Bang..."
After all, the evil path is rampant and the right path is not clear.
The Sleeping Arhat was defeated and was knocked into the galaxy. He vomited a lot of blood and stained the monk's clothes red, and was in a sluggish state.
The leader of the Blood Demon smiled and said: "It's a foregone conclusion that the Buddha's demon will be born if you sleep on an Arhat's pillow, it's useless, hahaha..."
Sleeping on the pillow looked at the pillars of blood leading to the galaxy, and the cracks in the space in the distance. The gaps were expanding, indicating that the blood sacrifice was about to be completed, and the demon of the Buddha was about to emerge.
"What a calamity, helpless, helpless..."
But I saw the sleeping Arhat sleeping on the pillow, angry and filled with sorrow. He was marching in danger and stood up to block the blood pillar.
He waved his monk's cassock, and the golden body of Arhat appeared. Instantly, the golden body shone with the light of Buddha, dazzling like the sun.
Blocking is also crossing.
However, the power of the sea of blood was too strong, and boundless resentment and hatred instantly filled the sleeping body on the pillow, and his consciousness gradually sank.
The only last thought left: resist the blood pillar.
He put his hands together with all his strength and said: "Namo Amitabha, may all your resentments return to me, and may you overcome your detachment, and I will have no regrets..."