typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 10 Forgive you is a matter of the Buddha

The good-looking little sheep in the golden body suddenly transformed into a powerful Buddhist master in the period of adversity.

This is like going to a brothel to find a girl. After some gentle words, you are about to pick up your gun and get on your horse. Suddenly you are surprised to find that the other person has a bulging body. When you take it out, it is actually bigger than you.

He looked at the young monk who was so close but seemed to be forever separated from him, and the wheel in the sky above his head that was about to fall down at some point.

The carp spirit swallowed hard and forced a smile on his old face.

"Master, I think there must be something wrong here..."

Before the word "hui" came out of his mouth, the fish demon spat out a mouthful of stench and highly poisonous miasma toward the door in front of Fahai, and then his body turned into a streak of water with the intention of escaping far away.

It's not stupid. If it were a Taoist cultivator with a weak skin, it would be difficult to attack suddenly at such a short distance, and there was no chance of a successful sneak attack.

But when it comes to an eminent monk with a golden body, only his brain is broken, and he will hit a big stone with a small egg in a whimsical manner.

This miasma accumulated over the years was just to temporarily block the monk's vision and wait for an opportunity to escape.

The blow was effective, and without even having time to see the result clearly, the Inspiration King burned the demon elixir with all his strength, turning into a rainbow and flying towards the sky.

"Still want to leave?"

With a chuckle, Fa Hai did not stop the other party from leaving, but pressed his right hand down slightly.

Immediately, the celestial wheel that illuminated the sky suddenly pressed in the direction in which the fish demon escaped, as if it was ordered.

It was obvious that he had escaped several miles away in an instant, but in the sense of the carp spirit, the wheel was still like a gangrene attached to the bone, its ghost still lingering.

The Seven Souls were so frightened that they went to the third place, and without caring whether doing so would lead to a regression in their cultivation, the Inspiration King gritted his teeth and poured the essence of his flesh and blood into the demon elixir.

The fish demon is cruel to others, but even more cruel to itself. After giving up this body of flesh and blood, I don’t know how long it will take the monkey years, horses, and months to recover.

With the follow-up power, he saw that the dove egg-sized demon pill was spinning around for a week, spitting out more blood mist, wrapping around the carp spirit's body, and its speed increased by three minutes.

But how could Fahai give it a chance to escape? With a pinch of the magic weapon in his hand, the phantom figure of the Buddha sitting in meditation with his eyebrows lowered suddenly opened his eyes.

At that moment, the Buddha on the wheel of the heavens also felt something in his heart, and his slightly closed eyebrows opened at the same time.

"Amitabha, all conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."

If flowers are falling from the sky, or like golden lotuses blooming on the tongue, it suddenly seems that only all kinds of beauty are left in the world, and all the hardships in the afterlife are like seeing flowers in the mist.

Time and space seemed to have lost their meaning in this Buddha's name. One side of the fish demon's head was blank. When he came back to his senses, he had returned to his original shape and was imprisoned in a small space filled with golden light.

Where is this? Wasn't I running for my life just now? How could I be here in the blink of an eye?

He used all his strength to hit the barrier made of golden light. However, it was as if the person who made this move before was not a great demon who had been cultivating for hundreds of years, but an ordinary little carp, with a thin paper-like barrier.

, but even the body that the demon clan is proud of cannot harm its sense of proportion.

Outside, watching the King of Inspiration being suppressed by the wheel of the heavens, Fa Hai thought, and the golden light transformed by the wheel returned to his palm with a whoosh.

This battle may seem thrilling and thrilling, but at its core, it only takes a few breaths to sum it up in just one sentence.

The Inspiration King has a great advantage. The Inspiration King goes up with a, and the Inspiration King successfully plays gg.

The rest is just the author's wish for word count.

Even after the King of Inspiration was subdued, Fahai Zi Mansion still had half of its mana left, which was extremely satisfying.

After all, a realm is so important that it’s beyond the sky. If everyone can jump through the ranks and kill the enemy, what’s the point of dividing the realm?

Throwing the still stubbornly flopping fish demon into the purple gold alms bowl, Fahai returned to the villagers again.

"Amitabha, that king of inspiration for the common people has been subdued by the poor monks. You don't have to worry anymore in the future."

After saying that, Fahai specially took out the alms bowl and pointed it out to everyone.

"This... this fish demon is really subdued by the master. God has eyes... God has eyes!"

After confirming again and again that the carp in the alms bowl was the arrogant King of Inspiration not long ago, Lao Li was bursting into tears, and he didn't know it was because Ruyi was still feeling sorry for his grandson who had died young.

"It is the compassion of the Buddha who sent the little elder to save all living beings."

An old man with the same gray hair corrected Li Zheng's words while wiping away tears.

Among the rest of the people, there was a relative in the family who had been harmed by the fish demon, and now they wanted to kill him with a thousand knives, but they did not dare to bring it up because of the little elder's face.

Perhaps seeing that the villagers had something to say but didn't dare, Fahai took the initiative to point out the matter:

"Although the fish demon has been subdued now, the sins it committed cannot be easily forgiven. You are the ones who have suffered the most from its poison. I would like to seek your opinions on how to deal with it."

"How to deal with it? I wish it would die!"

A strong man full of flesh spat on the ground. His daughter had been given to the fish demon to be devoured a few years ago. If her father and wife hadn't stopped her, she would have fought this bastard long ago.

The strong man's words resonated with everyone, and for a moment the crowd became excited, vying to kill the carp spirit.

The King of Inspiration, who had always been accustomed to having his life and death controlled by others, suddenly panicked and couldn't help begging Fahai for mercy.

"Little Elder, please spare your life, Little Elder, please spare your life! I... I have changed my mind and am willing to take refuge in my Buddha. I will be a Dharma Protector under the Elder's seat and be influenced by the Dharma every day."

"Are you willing to put down your butcher knife and take refuge in my Buddha?"

Fa Hai looked at the fish demon with a playful look on his face.

Seeing Fahai's mouth loosened, the fish demon immediately showed joy:

"I am willing, the little demon is willing to eat fast and chant Buddha's name from now on. I just ask the elders to be kind and give me a chance to become a demon again."

As if he was pondering the truth or falsehood of what the carp spirit said, the young monk fell into deep thought.

When everyone saw Fa Hai's ambiguous attitude, they suddenly panicked and started talking the same way.

"The elder cannot believe it!"

"That's right, how can a monster tell the truth?"

"We all believed that fish monster's lies, and that's why we ended up where we are today."

Seeing that he would be reduced to chicken feathers if he continued like this, Fahai said a Buddha's name and waved his hand to stop everyone's discussion.

Fahai put the alms bowl in front of him and looked at the King of Inspiration who was still grinning at the villagers with a fierce look on his face. Fahai looked calm.

"It is your business to take refuge in my Buddha. It is the Lord Buddha's business to decide whether to forgive you. The only thing I can do is to send you to see my Buddha."

Having said that, before the carp spirit could react, the thin needle transformed into the Dragon Subduing Staff suddenly penetrated the center of his eyebrows, destroying his soul along with it.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate."




This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next