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Chapter 715: What is evil?

The flames of war are raging and have penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Nine Yin Realm. On one side are endless demonic spirits that were eaten by mother silkworms and then resurrected; on the other side is the golden light, exuding the aura of the Brahma Saint, and stretching for thousands of feet.

Eight Treasures. Two completely different powers are like cross-reflecting millstones of flesh and blood, galloping across the entire Nine Yin Realm, devouring all living things they see.

The eight Buddhist treasures stand horizontally in the sky. Each of them stretches thousands of feet and is surrounded by golden light. It looks extremely sacred. However, if you look at it with your spiritual eyes, you will find that these eight so-called thousand-foot-long Buddha treasures are all made of one body.

It is made up of demon creatures. Every demon creature among them has a solemn face and recites unknown scriptures, which are sacred and weird.

Brilliant talismans, trembling magic weapons, galloping war boats, huge magic circles, crazy shouts, powerless roars, broken flesh, and a blood-stained sky...

There is no so-called strategy or any decent resistance. The demons who have no time to escape will either be swallowed by the mother silkworm or replaced by the spirit. There is no third option. The two extreme forces are constantly colliding, and the endless demon flesh is

Corpses are like raindrops, constantly falling from the sky, and then countless creatures are added to the sky, and the cycle starts again and again, without end. It seems that it will never stop until the creatures in the realm are exhausted.

Nearly eight years have passed since Yue Baoer took control of the entire Zhenfu City. In the past eight years, through constant fighting and fusion, whether it was the "Eight Treasures Crossing Spirits Opening Heaven Formation" or the "Iron Wheel Sacred Mountain Bodhi Formation", all

The practice was extremely skillful, and now these eight flesh-body Buddha treasures stretching thousands of feet are the result of these eight years.

In the center of the Eight Treasures of Thousand Zhangs, Yue Bao'er sat alone in the void, with no joy or sadness on his face. In Yue Bao'er's eyes, the billions of creatures in the entire Nine Yin Realm are just consumables that are constantly being replaced.

That's all, not worth mentioning at all.

His eyes looked far away, sweeping across the entire Jiuyin realm. However, just when Yue Baoer was about to retract his gaze, he seemed to notice something. As soon as his mind moved, golden light shimmered around the wheels, umbrellas, knots, snails, flowers, pots, and fish.

, cover - these eight treasures have quietly condensed into a huge golden Buddha that is nearly ten thousand feet tall.

In the palm of the Golden Buddha, Yue Bao'er sat cross-legged quietly, looking downwards, finally settling on a demon child with a pale complexion.

"Devil, kill me. I, Tong Guang, am not afraid of death."

The little child's teeth were chattering, but he screamed with all his strength, as if this was the only way to shout out the fear in his heart.

"You call me a devil? Then tell me, what evil have I done?"

The golden Buddha sat cross-legged in the void, and the sound shook thousands of miles, and the countless demons below who could not escape could hear it clearly.

"If you want to kill my parents and destroy my people, you are a devil!"

The child shouted stubbornly, as if he didn't care about life and death.

"Oh? If I kill your relatives, am I a devil?"

The Golden Buddha nodded, and after pondering for a moment, he spoke again, "If I don't kill your relatives, will you still be considered a devil?"

"If you don't kill my parents and relatives, I won't call you a devil!"

The child thought for a moment and nodded seriously.

"Then if I kill someone else, will you still call me a devil?"

"As long as you don't kill my parents and relatives, even if you kill everyone else in this city, I, Tong Guang, will not call you a devil!"

The little child almost didn't think before he spoke directly.

Hearing this, the Golden Buddha nodded, his eyes moved slightly, and fell on the countless demons below. The same question came out again, "Tell me, am I a demon?"

"Senior, as long as he doesn't kill me, he's not a devil!"

"As long as we can spare our lives, senior is not a devil."

"If I, Tong Zhen, can be allowed to follow senior, senior will not be a devil!"



For a moment, the demons rushed to speak first, fearing that they would be crushed to death by the palm of the golden Buddha in front of them if they were too late.

After half a stick of incense, in the palm of the Golden Buddha, Yue Baoer's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he had figured something out, and finally he smiled and said, "I understand, the so-called doing evil means going against your will.

.There are no moral standards or benchmarks. You don’t have to care about other people’s opinions... So, for me, anyone who goes against my will is evil!”

At the same time as he blurted out these words, the pitch-black "evil fire" that was originally only the size of a fingertip expanded in his heart, reaching the size of a baby's fist. The fire was blazing and looked unusually agile.

"Hahahaha, do an evil thing, do an evil thing... Sure enough, only by personal experience can you understand the truth! The way of good and evil..."

Yue Bao'er stood up slowly, looked at the many demons below who looked hopeful, and said with a smile, "Since you don't want to die, then merge into my Buddha treasure."

As the voice fell, the Golden Buddha suddenly split apart and transformed into the form of the Eight Treasures. In front of these eight Buddhas with demonic bodies stretching thousands of feet, the numerous demons below were as small as ants.

The precious wheel is spinning, the conch is hanging upside down, the precious umbrella is lingering, the white cover is fluttering, the lotus is blooming, the treasure vase is hanging down, the goldfish is wandering, and the auspicious knot is tied. The eight treasures blooming with a strong golden halo, the golden light is shining, just pointing downwards

With one sweep, the endless demons that could be seen were completely defenseless and were directly included in the Eight Treasures and became one of them.

As the golden light swirled, the Eight Treasures continued to surge towards the Jiuyin hinterland.

While the "Sky-Swallowing Mother Silkworm" and Yue Bao'er were wreaking havoc throughout the Nine Yin Realm, three figures gathered again on the top of the Black Stone Mountain surrounded by decaying swamps, millions of miles away.

In the gigantic palace, the silver altar stood quietly. There were complicated magic patterns on it, and there were complicated magic circles imprinted on it that looked like stars all over the sky. The three people who were silent at this moment did not focus on this altar, but

He was staring straight at the eight giant bronze cauldrons burning with fierce flames all around. To be more precise, he should be staring at the scarlet flames gathered in the eight giant bronze cauldrons, as if waiting for something.

"Is the time correct? Are you sure it's coming today?"

After a moment, Patriarch Qing, who was covered by the magic light, couldn't help but ask. Patriarch Su of the Mad Demon Saint Clan on the side also turned his head, "Yes, it's been seven hours. Is it certain that the "Wu·Jie Wu"...

Will "Heavenly Alliance" come today?"

"Haha, you two are impatient. Based on my understanding of the "Wujie Wutian Alliance", since they said it was today, today will definitely come. We just have to wait patiently."

"Forget it, there is still some time now..."

Hearing this, Chief Qing was about to say something, but the next moment he suddenly turned his head, his eyes fixed on the purple light that appeared out of nowhere in the scarlet flames gathered by the eight bronze tripods.

The purple light is faint, gathering and dispersing invisible, getting smaller and smaller, and elusive. There seems to be something hidden in the purple light, and it seems to be connected to thousands of worlds. It looks extremely mysterious.

At this moment, the three of them were silent and waited quietly. After half an hour, the purple light stagnated and turned into a faint portal. At the same time, the sound of two footsteps came from the door.

"Hey, it turns out that this is the "Yuan Demon Realm", but I haven't been here for a long time."

At this moment, an old voice slowly came out. The voice was indescribably weird. It was not that the accent was weird, but that there was a touch of the vicissitudes of the worldly businessman's atmosphere in the tone, which seemed out of place here.

As the voice fell, an old man and a young man appeared. The old man looked sixty or seventy years old, wearing a brocade purple shirt. His body was a little stooped. He held a Hou pen in one hand and an account book in the other. He looked like he was smiling and smiling.

He is very much like a shopkeeper doing business in the world.

Next to the shopkeeper, followed a young man who nodded and bowed. The young man was wearing a coarse linen shirt and a white scarf on his shoulders. He was clearly dressed like an inn boy. But what was strange was that the young man was holding an ancient bronze lamp in his hand.

.

The ancient lamp showed purple flames and was surrounded by a layer of bronze rosettes. From the outside, it looked ordinary. An old man and a young man followed suit and stepped out of the purple portal at the same time. Their footsteps were the same and their actions were the same, just like one person.

I can't help but be amazed.

"Hey, what do you need, though..."

As soon as he stepped out of the purple portal, the old man couldn't wait to take up the business. But before his voice fell, the young man holding an ancient lamp beside him seemed to have discovered something. He sniffed hard and looked toward the extreme west.

, said directly, "Shopkeeper, I smell the smell of steamed buns."

"Oh? Are you sure? The old ghost is not dead yet?"

The old man was slightly startled when he heard this, and his tone seemed a little lighter. Seeing the boy nodding, he smiled and said, "Today's special price, all items are 20% off. What do you need? Just sign up!"


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