Liu Shuzhu didn't even know anything about "Heaven", let alone had the courage to become his enemy.
In his own opinion, the person least likely to become a Buddha in the world is Liu Shuzhu. And the question that he is really worried about is, can a person like Yichen really succumb to his 'obscene power'?
If Yichen has condensed the complete four body parts, using his own wild words, he can bully the Bodhisattva with the Arhat status and be on the same level as the sages. If he regrets it at that time and wants to become a Buddha and an ancestor, he will turn around and do it again.
Liu Shuzhu and Liu Shuzhu take action, who can surrender him?
It would be a pity to kill, but not to kill would be a great disaster, causing endless harm!
In the past, Liu Shuzhu would have killed the other person without hesitation because he was stingy and vindictive. But after experiencing many things, his mind has become more mature.
For the entire era, a person's strength has always been too small. Unless he can achieve the immortal realm of the Warrior Emperor, it will be difficult to protect himself. Even if he is a perfect-level Martial Emperor, the power of mysteries is enough to shake the heaven and the earth.
It will still fall!
If you want to survive in the outside world, you must use all available forces.
"I can't trust you!" However, Liu Shuzhu still said coldly, "As I said, you are not worthy to be my friend. You were not worthy before and you will not be worthy in the future. If I try my best to kill you today, you will die. But the little fat man is humane.
The child is too strong, killing you would go against his true intention."
After careful consideration, Liu Shuzhu reluctantly made the decision not to kill Yichen for the time being.
The young monk has no intention of becoming a Buddha. Now that Yichen is dead, the four physical signs on his body will also disappear. It is better to let him go first. When the young monk has the intention to become a Buddha, it will not be too late to integrate the Buddha factors. As for this period
He can only bear the danger silently. If Yichen really regrets it in the future, he will just have another fight to the death. The little gangster is also very arrogant at heart!
Yichen saw his doubts and added: "A monk does not lie. When words come out of my mouth, they speak out of my heart. From then on, I will respect you in heaven and on earth!"
Liu Shuzhu sneered. If he hadn't reversed the victory at the critical moment, the two of them would have died at the hands of the other party. This change came too fast, and no one would believe it.
"What you say is better than what you sing. Are you willing to agree to it if I ask you to destroy your limbs and behead yourself?"
Yichen's expression was calm and he said: "Why not?"
Saying this, without any hesitation, Bodhi's secret method gathered Qi into a weapon, and a white light suddenly appeared. He raised his left arm and slashed towards his right arm. He heard a tragic sound and his entire right arm fell down to his shoulder.
But he didn't even frown for a moment, and suddenly shouted: "My right arm will never grow again!"
The monk's robe was soaked in blood, and half of it was stained red along with the wound. Yichen held the broken arm in his hand, walked forward, and threw it hard in front of Liu Shuzhu.
His attitude was resolute, and his expression was still charming, as if what he had thrown away was not the limb that once belonged to him, but a dead branch, discarding it like chaff!
Liu Shuzhu and Liu Shuzhu both looked at each other and were a little dazed on the spot.
This scene was tantamount to self-mutilation. It came from Liu Shuzhu's casual remarks, but Yichen's behavior was unexpected.
"Is one arm enough?"
Liu Shuzhu's expression was complicated, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "You and I don't have the same Taoism, so I don't need you to worship me. As long as you remember those few words before, don't stop dreaming about becoming a Buddha. You are lucky today."
, I also learned to be compassionate, please go, no matter where I am, I don’t want to see you again, I hope you don’t make me regret today’s decision!”
Yichen raised his eyebrows, and the confident look and unique arrogance on his face slowly returned. He nodded and said to Liu Shuzhu: "May I ask what the fingering method was just now?"
"Name and banish the immortal."
Yichen's expression was desolate and lonely: "What a banished immortal. You are right, the Bodhisattva is partial, I can't beat the Great Wish Bodhisattva. But it may not necessarily be a good thing for the Bodhisattva to choose you. The ancient place where the Buddha is buried in the green lantern
There must be a cause and effect for you here. In this case, I will go to the West and wait for you."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up to the sky, laughed wildly, and walked straight out of the temple. His image was horrifying until he disappeared from the sight of the two people.
Liu Shuzhu felt exhausted all over, and then he stopped running the Immortal Finger Technique that had been preparing for use, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This demonic monk, from the perspective of feeling, is really shocking, hateful, and scary!
With his unruly nature, he does not deny this at all.
The little monk Ruzhen stared at the amputated arm on the grass, stared for a long time, and said in a muffled voice: "What a monster monk."
Liu Shuzhu said: "What's wrong with a good one?" Then he scolded her again, "Damn, we will definitely regret it in the future!"
The war came to an end, and on the top of the cliff, the three divine monks witnessed this scene. The overall situation was decided. The old monk Caoli and the sacred monk Kongzang disappeared in a flash, and the next moment they appeared next to Liu Shuzhu and the young monk.
The monk Kongzang said with a smile in his eyes: "You just let him go like this?"
Liu Shuzhu rolled his eyes at him angrily, and said with impudence, "It's true that I want to kill him, but if you persuade me, I will look down on you."
In fact, what he was thinking was: in such a huge Buddhist sect, there is no normal monk. Whether they are eminent monks or novice monks, they are all weird and annoying.
Kongzang Divine Monk laughed loudly, but when Liu Shuzhu said this, he was very happy: "The Sixth Patriarch's wisdom eyes are as bright as a torch, and you have the root of great wisdom."
Liu Shuzhu was discouraged: "The holy monk is laughing at you, so I will think that you are scolding me."
Repenting at the top of the cliff, the baby monk's face was dull, and there was a hint of exhaustion on his immature face.
He murmured to himself: "You foolish fellow, you have judged, realized, merit, four bodies, and five wisdoms, and you have secretly lived in the four bodies of the Buddha. This is your destiny. You know clearly that if others want to be that Buddha, you
If you die, where can you find life?"
He looked up to the sky and howled: "Buddha! From this moment on, I will hate you, destroy you, slander you, slander you, and spit on you until death!" The tender but shrill voice roared to the sky, and the whole giant
Johto shuddered at the sad cry, "Give me back my apprentice—"
Kongzang Divine Monk looked over there and said calmly: "He is crazy."
The old monk in Caoli said: "He is not crazy. If he is crazy, our Buddhist sect will soon produce a Seventh Patriarch Arhat, a crazy Arhat." The divine monk is also a human being, and he has emotions. If he has emotions, he cannot attain the golden body of Arhat.
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Liu Shuzhu put away the vision of the sea of blood, feeling more tired than ever before, and helped the young monk walk out of the temple.
In the sky, blood accumulated in the sky and lingered for a long time. The blood clouds kept rolling. From the moment the blood sea phenomenon started, it had already gathered high in the sky. At this time, the bloody wind was raging and became more violent.
boom!
Suddenly, a dull thunder exploded high in the sky for no reason, suppressing the gloom for a long time, and finally the heavy rain poured down.
When the raindrops fall, they are not transparent, but as bright red as bleeding!
The sky weeps blood.
The entire giant city was enveloped in the rain of blood, the Buddhist holy land was defiled, and thousands of warriors looked to the sky at this moment, in extreme shock and horror.
Liu Shuzhu stared and said, "This, this... must have nothing to do with me!"
"It doesn't matter, that's weird!" the young monk exclaimed, "When other people's visions are turned on, there will be auspicious clouds floating from the sky, or there will be fairy sounds and sounds. This is a grand scene favored by God. But still
I have never seen blood raining before, your vision...is really unlucky!"
"How come you don't feel unlucky when I fart and save your life?"
If the companion vision can reach an extremely extraordinary level, it will stir up the energy of the world and resonate with it, thereby stimulating all kinds of wonders in the outside world. The scene is indeed not small with blood raining in the sky, but it is really not that big.
Shang Xianghe.
Blood rushing into the sky is a sign of great misfortune, and it has been extremely evil since ancient times!
The old monk Caoli and the sacred monk Kongzang looked at each other meaningfully. The calmness in the eyes of the two sacred monks was broken, and there was a trace of emotional throbbing in both of them.
The old monk in the straw hat let the blood rain wet his robe: "I can't see through it, I can't see through it, I can't sort it out clearly." He immediately retreated.
The holy monk in Kongzang will not be touched by the rain, and will return to his place together with the Jinglan relic.
Liu Shuzhu helped the young monk out of the temple. The faces of the Bodhi monks around him were filled with sorrow and they wished they could eat them both alive!
Facing many hostile eyes, Liu Shuzhu laughed all the way. He was arrogant and had no intention of restraining himself. He actually stepped on the blood and sang, his evil spirit was obvious.
These monks can't look good on them!
"...If there is any injustice in the world, just chop off the head with a knife, chop and chop, chop and chop until the blood flows into rivers and bones become mounds..."
Such vulgar lyrics and melody were of course written by Scarface, who euphemistically called it "The Good Guy Song".