"You don't have to be like this. My goal today is not him, and I have never thought about killing him." Tang Jia sneered, "I said, my goal is you."
"I also said that if you can come back after killing me, then my death will be worth it." Monk Hua said with a slight smile.
"Haha, your life is not that valuable." Tang Jia sneered: "And it's easy for me to kill you now. Why should I make such an agreement with you?"
"As long as a person carries hatred in his life, he must be in great pain." Monk Hua sighed slightly and said, "Donor, why do you have to make yourself so miserable?"
"Who knows whether I am in pain or not? What does it have to do with you whether I am in pain or not?" Tang Jia raised the whip in her right hand high, and she whipped it towards Monk Hua.
"Whether it's hell or heaven, it's all the path I choose. My way, all cause and effect, I'm responsible for it. What does it have to do with you?"
Boom, transparent whip marks were drawn towards Monk Hua. Monk Hua clasped his hands together and lifted them up. He used all his strength to resist Tang Jia.
But the more he fought with Tang Jia, the more frightened Monk Hua became, because he felt that Tang Jia's power was far beyond his ability.
Although these powers are mottled, they are extremely powerful. After all, Monk Hua has not yet reached the highest state of the Buddha's face and Buddha's heart, so he cannot resist it.
Bang... Monk Hua took three steps back, and the whip struck him hard on the chest. His body flew outward like a kite with its string broken...
"You have been here pretending to be a magician and a magic stick. I thought you were so powerful. Haha, now it seems that your power is just this." Tang Jia dodged and stepped forward. She waved her right hand and made an ice stick.
The thorn emerged from the void and touched Monk Hua's chest.
"If I kill you now, it's as easy as killing a chicken. Do you think you still have the ability to resist?" Tang Jia sneered.
"You have been evolving." Hua He stared at Tang Jia, and he suddenly realized it. He murmured: "What a god-like gene, it can actually mutate in the human body, changing everything about a person... You are now
, shouldn't be called a human being." "Whether I can be called a human being is secondary. The important thing is that the power I have now is something you can't achieve no matter what." The ice spike in Tang Jia's hand moved forward.
Send, the ice thorn slowly penetrated into Monk Hua's chest.
Monk Hua groaned. The ice spikes were extremely cold. He felt an extremely cold force flow down his chest and instantly flowed throughout his body. He felt that the blood in his body was almost frozen.
"Are you afraid of death?" Tang Jia's hand slowly pushed forward. She controlled the ice spike and let it penetrate deeper into Monk Hua's body.
Monk Hua was silent. He stared straight ahead, seeming to be thinking about something. This made Tang Jia a little surprised. She smiled and said: "Ice spikes can freeze people's blood, which is very painful, but I see you
, it seems that there is no feeling, is it that my method does not work for you? "
"Everything... is empty." Monk Hua muttered a few words.
"What did you say?" Tang Jia was a little angry, because Monk Hua seemed to be completely ignoring her in his current state, which made her feel a little angry. Please, she is torturing this monk, okay? How can he pretend to be nothing?
?
"Master said..." Monk Hua smiled: "The source of all pain comes from the human heart..."
"Oh, what else did your master say?" Tang Jia's other hand also stretched out, and dozens of silver lights condensed into entities and penetrated Monk Hua's body. These silver lights were like silver threads, and Hua Monk was
Put it on.
"He also said that the world should be bright, and all darkness and evil will eventually disappear..." The smile on Monk Hua's lips gradually widened, and he said lightly: "I didn't understand before, but now, I understand.
"
"What do you understand? Don't you feel any pain?" Tang Jia gritted his teeth and looked at Monk Hua. This monk had so many holes in his body. Didn't he feel anything at all?
"There is truth in this world. If you don't believe it, it will hurt. If you believe it, it won't hurt." Monk Hua smiled.
"Then you go and die." Tang Jia was furious. In her opinion, Monk Hua was incompetent. Her patience was limited. If she changed her right hand, she would end Monk Hua's life.
Monk Hua suddenly grabbed his right hand, and a short Zen staff appeared in his hand. At the critical moment of life and death, he finally understood the truth that his master once told him.
There is no truth in this world. The only truth is oneself. He slammed the Zen staff into the ground, then raised his left hand and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha Buddha."
The moment he recited the Buddha's name, with him as the center, a huge ten thousand characters suddenly appeared on the ground and stretched out in all directions. His whole body was filled with Buddha's light.
Tang Jia screamed, these Buddha's lights rushed to her body, corroding her body like sulfuric acid, and she had to withdraw from the Buddha's light.
"I'm going to kill you, I promise, I will definitely kill you." Tang Jia screamed.
"Everything... is empty." Monk Hua smiled slightly and slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, the brilliance suddenly lit up. Tang Jia felt that her skin was about to melt. She screamed, turned around and disappeared.
No trace left.
"Dead monk, if you burn all your life's karma, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to reincarnate again?" Tang Jia's sharp voice came from the night sky.
"Reincarnation?" Monk Hua smiled: "Ten thousand years is too long. Seize the day and night. This life is enough."
Tang Jia stopped talking, and a blurry shadow gradually disappeared in the void. It seems that Tang Jia also suffered a lot.
"Amitabha Buddha..." Monk Hua clasped his palms together and sat cross-legged on the ground. His eyes slowly closed. In the night, his body was glowing with a faint Buddha's light. At this time, his face showed no sadness or joy.
One day later.
"How is Master Hua?" Tang Sifang saw Lin Yu coming out of the room. He stepped forward and asked urgently. After Master Hua was returned, Lin Yu locked himself in the room with him for a whole day.
He didn't come out until now, and no one disturbed him. He was eager to know how Monk Hua was doing now.
"His life is fine, but his cultivation..." Lin Yu shook his head and said, "I'm afraid he won't be around again in the future."
"You can't even do anything?" Tang Sifang was a little surprised. In his opinion, Lin Yu was one of those omnipotent beings, but this time, Lin Yu had no way to do it?