The flames rose and burned violently, forming a huge "ring of fire" that surrounded the demons!
At this moment, the demons are trapped in the sea of fire!
On the fire island, there were continuous howls and horrified screams, which were so sharp that they could almost pierce the eardrums. There were also pleas for mercy and threats, but Xia Mang stood outside the "ring of fire", indifferent and ignored them.
At this moment, Fire Island...is like purgatory!
Xia Mang was like an outsider, watching indifferently.
The fire island turned into a sea of fire, Xia Mang borrowed the fire and burned the monsters!
This scene was so terrifying. Not to mention the life-and-death monsters screaming in the "ring of fire", even Ji Qian, Yin Qianlong and others felt a little trembling, with chills standing up all over their bodies.
These monsters will be burned alive!
How miserable!
“Good burn!”
Lu Nanting looked cheerful. His father and grandfather had both died at the hands of the demon clan, and he hated the demons to the core. Although Xia Mang's use of fire to burn the demons was a bit cruel, it was just what he wanted.
"Amitabha." Monk Yanci clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, sighed, and recited scriptures in a low voice.
Xia Mang glanced at him and said, "Do you think my methods are too cruel?"
"Burning them alive is such a cruel method that goes against the harmony of nature." Monk Yanci sighed.
"Thinking about the tragic images we saw on the island along the way, do you still think I'm cruel?" Xia Mang was silent for a moment and then said: "Little monk, you are too pedantic!"
"We are seeking revenge, no matter what, we cannot go too far!" Yin Qianlong said through gritted teeth.
"It's just to get rid of the demons, why bother with means?" Lu Nanting snorted coldly and said: "Besides, the situation was serious before and the demons were powerful. He could only save us by attacking with fire."
"How can His Highness alone fight against a group of demons?" Someone expressed support, "It is natural to use fire to eliminate demons."
"Monk Yanci, even if you are truly benevolent, you should take your time and set limits."
Another person snorted coldly: "Now that a group of monsters are raging on the earth, your kindness and kindness should be reserved for human beings, not those monsters who are bloody massacres of human beings!"
"Perhaps in the eyes of monks, humans and demons are always equal!"
"Why do I feel that in his eyes...human beings are inferior to monsters?"
…
Everyone said something to each other, and crowded around Monk Yanci with cold expressions.
Monk Yanci smiled bitterly. He knew that his previous words had made everyone feel grudged, and that was why he was crowded out and "encircled and suppressed" by words.
"Although Buddhism is boundless, there should still be some limits in the face of today's human world." Xia Mang looked at Monk Yanci and said calmly: "If I don't use fire to burn the demons, I can't save you today."
He is very frank.
How could he kill nearly a hundred monsters by himself? If it weren't for this fire island, he would either escape or get himself involved. Burning the monsters on fire is the only and most effective way.
As for the silver gourd...it's already full.
Monk Yanci looked at the ring of fire. The howling had stopped at this time. He was silent for a long time and then sighed: "Amitabha, it's the little monk who has taken the form."
Xia Mang's face softened slightly, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said: "Recognizing your mistakes can greatly improve things. Don't you Buddhists say that turning back is the end of the river? If the young monk can turn back and follow me to the shore, there is still a bright future."
"Follow you ashore?" Monk Yanci was stunned, "Where is that young monk now?"
"Of course you are in the sea of suffering!" Xia Mang said with a smile: "Otherwise, why would you need to turn back and go ashore?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock. Monk Yanci was a Buddhist practitioner who studied the truth of Buddhism and practiced it. However, Xia Mang said that he was in the sea of suffering. Doesn't that mean that his Buddha is the "sea of suffering"?
The sea of suffering is boundless, and when you turn around, you will find the shore. This is clearly a Buddhist principle. The so-called "shore" can refer to Buddha, which means "great enlightenment." However, Xia Mang said that the Buddha is the sea of suffering, and he is the other shore. This is really confusing the truth.
Monk Yanci smiled bitterly. He had long heard that Xia Mang was eloquent and good at confusing people. Today he had learned a lot about it.
"Your Highness used the fierce fire to activate the Palm of Great Compassion. He is really ingenious and found a new way." Monk Yanci added: "Since Your Highness has learned the Dharma of Great Compassion, I hope that you will be able to have compassionate thoughts in the future."
"It's not all about being merciful and compassionate, but it can still help people in need!" Xia Mang said with a smile.
"All living beings in the world are suffering and need great compassion." Monk Yanci clasped his hands together.
Xia Mang was silent for a moment, then said to himself: "In today's troubled times, there is no need for a benevolent emperor!"
Everyone's expression changed. This sentence was so profound that it almost revealed Xia Mang's hidden thoughts.
"Your Highness still wants to return to Kunlun?" Monk Yanci frowned.
"Go back to Kunlun?" Xia Mang smiled and said: "Wherever I am, there is Kunlun!"
Where I am is Kunlun!
How majestic is this?
Everyone was moved.
…
At this time, the fire ring was extinguished, and all that was left were the charred monster corpses on the ground. It was horrible to look at, and the burnt smell was so pungent that everyone couldn't help but frown.
Looking at that scene, Hou Gu shivered and shuddered.
Xia Mang ignored it. He glanced at it, turned around, and walked towards the depths of Fire Island.
It's hard to say whether this Fire Island is a mysterious island, but it can create fire out of thin air and spread across the entire island, like a sea of fire. There should be a "fire".
Xia Mang guessed that it was the "fire" that caused the island to catch fire!
Fire, one of the rare treasures of the Five Elements, is priceless, and can help practitioners practice, accelerate their transformation, and increase their cultivation. It is of great benefit. If Xia Mang can obtain it, he may be able to make a breakthrough in the "Midsummer Sutra".
He even advanced in cultivation and touched the barrier of "Taichung"!
Based on the present moment, "Taichu" is his most direct pursuit direction at present!
Xia Mang walked forward step by step, stepping on the flames. The closer he got to the center of the island, the stronger the flames became, and the harder it became for him to walk.
"Your Highness, be careful!" someone shouted at the edge of the fire island. They were not Xia Mang and did not have a fire body. They could only stand on the edge of the island and did not dare to go deeper with Xia Mang.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The fire was rising, getting stronger and stronger as it went inside. It was very difficult for Xia Mang to move forward.
Finally, he could no longer bear the blazing red flames and could no longer move forward, but at this moment he still found no trace of the "fire".
"The fire must be in the deepest part!"
Xia Mang gritted his teeth, unwilling to do so, but the fire was too terrifying, and the temperature was so high that if he forced himself to go inside, his body would not be able to withstand it, and his whole body would probably burn.
*died!
If he forced himself to continue walking, he would be seeking death!
But if he just retreats and abandons that "fire", he will naturally be unwilling to do so. He has come to this point, how can he retreat easily?
"By the way, little gourd!"
Xia Mang's eyes suddenly lit up. He unplugged the gourd plug, took out the wisteria plant, and directly picked off the purple gold gourd. But now he couldn't summon the sword fetus, and he couldn't "open" the purple gourd.
"Drop the chain at the critical moment!" Xia Mang frowned, then he seemed to remember something and handed the purple gold gourd to the little black monkey on his shoulder.
"Zhizhi——"
The little black monkey bared his teeth, fiddled with it for a while, and handed the purple gold gourd back to Xia Mang.
At this time, Zijin Gourd has already "opened its mouth"!
"...Awesome!" Xia Mang praised, then directly pulled out the gourd stopper and pointed the mouth of the purple gold gourd at the red fire ahead.
Woo!
The fierce fire followed the wind and was sucked into the purple gold gourd like smoke!