The sound of chanting came from the meditation room.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are empty, and survived all the hardships." While the sutra was being chanted, the expression on Monk Sumeru's face was like that of an evil ghost.
Miao Kong Divine Monk sighed, gave up suppressing his injuries, mobilized his true energy, stimulated the Buddha's intention, and continued to chant: "Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, feeling, thinking, and consciousness are also
So again...”
A trace of cracks appeared on the body of Miao Kong Divine Monk.
The immortal body of the Golden Buddha, which has been practicing hard for hundreds of years, is disintegrating along with wisps of golden smoke.
Outside the door, Monk Xumi continued to struggle.
Even though he was tied up, he squirmed and wanted to leave.
He knocked his head on the formation in the Zen courtyard.
His bare forehead was covered with blood stains.
His relics rotated rapidly, sending wisps of true energy to every corner of his body.
But he couldn't break free.
"Stop! Don't continue! Your master is right, everyone has to pay for their mistakes. She is wrong, and you are... wrong! Don't let her do it because of your fault.
After death, you will fall into the Abi Hell." Lin Xi's persuasion was like adding fuel to the fire.
"Help!"
"I beg you... help me! Save her! Save her!" In the conscious space, Monk Xumi kowtowed to Lin Xi.
He has no way to seek Buddha, so now he is willing to try no matter what it is.
Lin Xi did not answer.
Although Monk Xumi is very sincere.
But Lin Xi felt that the heat was not yet there.
What's more... if he agrees, how can he fulfill his wish?
Lin Xi, who has shared some memories with Xumi, is fully aware of the power of Tianyin Pavilion.
It was a powerful sect with more than one Yuanshen great monk in charge.
Even if Lin Xi occupies Monk Xumi's body, degenerates into a demon, introduces the evil spirit, and greatly increases Monk Xumi's cultivation, it does not mean that he can go to Tianyin Pavilion and act recklessly.
Of course, that doesn't mean that there is absolutely no solution.
Use your brain and maybe find another way.
However, there is not enough time!
According to Miao Kong Divine Monk, Tianyin Pavilion will deal with that woman tonight.
No matter what clever trick Lin Xi can come up with.
That all needs time to be implemented...
Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Xi suddenly had a flash of inspiration and had some ideas.
But, so what?
Although Monk Xumi begged fiercely, his instinctive defense was still there.
"what would you like?"
"Whatever you want, I will promise you!"
"My soul? My practice? My body? Give it all to you...save her! I beg you, save her for me!" Monk Xumi begged, but in his conscious space
Inside, the sea of blood and the surging demonic intent seemed to be saying.
Give me strength, give me all of you, let me become stronger... Stronger, only strong power can save his beloved.
Lin Xi's lonely head floated on the sea of blood.
Looking at the broken scriptures and the weeping Buddha statue, I couldn't help but sigh.
"Have you ever thought that she was just using you this whole time?"
"Use you to block the enemy for her, use you to hide for her, and even use Damitao Temple to help her resist the pressure from Tianyin Pavilion and Tianxuan Sect." Lin Xi questioned Monk Xumi, and finally tortured him.
"She blocked a blow for me. If it hadn't been for her, I would have been seriously injured and more likely died." Monk Xumi retorted.
Lin Xi said: "Are you really going to die? You have the Eight Treasures Glazed Body, and you also have the Vajra Dharmakaya. Are you really going to die?"
"Or... she blocked the blow for you, it was completely unnecessary?"
"Have you ever thought about it?"
"She is the devil who tempted you to fall."
"She is the one who made you lose everything and will soon become the public enemy of the world."
"She is the initiator of everything. She brought it upon herself."
Every word Lin Xi said tempted Monk Xumi.
That seems to be letting Monk Xumi choose.
In fact, it is a despicable trap.
If Monk Xumi chooses to deny, then he will be more determined in his madness.
Under Lin Xi's guidance, the already suppressed emotions will explode even more violently.
If he admits it.
Then he loses the ability to love others, because he not only loses confidence in others, but also loses confidence in himself.
He also fell.
Monk Xumi listened to Lin Xi's torture from his soul and kept denying it.
He denied Lin Xi's question, denied Lin Xi's answer, and denied everything.
Then there is confusion.
He was truly confused.
That surging sea of blood, that surging evil spirit, that spreading evil intention.
They are all just disguises for his past practice.
The sea of blood can be the sea of suffering, the evil spirit can be the Buddha's spirit, and the devil's mind can be the mind of Zen.
Lin Xi has never been deceived by the disguise in front of him.
Xumi's love is not fake.
The bitter consequences caused by false love are not called love disasters.
But the Buddhist way he practiced was true.
Some roots are hidden in one's practice and do not come from human will.
Taoism teaches that everything is natural, so practitioners who obey their original minds and follow nature will not resist demons and will hardly fall into them.
But what Buddha cultivates is the heart, nature, and awareness. He tampered with nature, blinded the original mind, and promoted good and avoided evil, which is practicing Buddhism. Promoting evil and avoiding good is cultivating demons.
Lin Xi was born as a beholder and saw the truth clearly early on.
That's why he has been dormant.
Until now, until now.
The sea of blood is stagnant, and the demonic nature is confused.
There is no need to wait for Monk Xumi’s own approval.
Lin Xi followed the cracked gap in the opponent's relic and got in.
Not devouring, but merging.
Lin Xi took the initiative and fused his own clone and his will with the other person's soul.
Just try to occupy the dominant position.
This is a 'big goal' that has never been touched before, and it is difficult for Lin Xi to swallow it in one bite.
Although Wen Yuanxiang's soul was comparable to that of Jiedan at the beginning, it was only comparable and not truly equivalent.
Besides, Wen Yuanxiang is an ordinary person after all.
He does not understand the various ways among practitioners.
And the oil was almost exhausted. After realizing that Lin Xi had the ability, ability, and ability, he had no choice but to "entrust him".
And Sumeru is a practitioner.
He is also the leader in the pill-forming stage and the Buddhist monk who causes the devils the most headaches.
Snapped!
Lightning flashed across the sky.
It seems that God always likes to join in the fun at such times.
The wind was strong and dark clouds shrouded the place.
It rained heavily.
In the mud, Monk Xumi struggled to sit up.
He looked at everything around him in confusion.
He is both Linxi and Xumi.
Of course...perhaps Lin Xi is in control of the subject consciousness at the moment.
"Master! If it is the disciple's fault, let the disciple bear it." Lin Xi controlled Xumi's body and said to the meditation room.
The chanting stopped for a moment.
"Idiot! How can you be enlightened if you are stubborn and stupid?"
Lin Xi said, "How can a monk teach a true Buddha? If a disciple does not become a Buddha, he will become a demon. If the master is above, can he hinder the disciple's pursuit of the Tao?"