Is this the opponent Yanwu Tang has chosen for himself? Wu Yi looked at the opponent and thought.
If the opponent is about to decline in the Five Heavens and Humans, then they are the weakest among the Taichu Immortals.
Was he recommended to Wu Yi just because he was relatively weak? Wu Yi didn't believe this answer. There must be other reasons for choosing the weapon spirit of Yanwutang, and it should be able to help him practice his magical powers.
"Today the donor helped me stay away from the sea of suffering, and I will be grateful in the future!" When the Buddha said this, various temptations naturally emerged in Wu Yi's heart, and he almost agreed, and asked the Buddha
Repair and ask for reward.
Wu Yi bit his tongue, and with the strong stinging sensation, Wu Yi escaped from the temptation, breaking out in a cold sweat.
It was just a word, and I almost fell into his way. Once I agreed, I was trapped by greed and fell into sinking. If I made a wrong step, I would be trapped deeper and deeper, making it difficult to turn back.
It's okay for him to sink himself, but he actually wants to drag others down with him, with evil intentions.
"I'm just a passer-by. This place is not under my control. How can I help my senior get out of trouble?"
"The so-called escape from poverty by the poor monk does not refer to the escape of this bastard, but refers to the spread of the concept of the poor monk throughout the world."
The image of the fallen Buddhist cultivator gradually became taller in Wu Yi's eyes. Although it was not Wu Yi's true intention, it was the Buddhist cultivator's words that induced him to do so.
But regardless of good or evil, Wu Yi still admires this kind of persistence in his own path.
Wu Yi smiled lightly and said: "May I ask what kind of philosophy the seniors want to spread?"
"From the perspective of a poor monk, all living beings are really suffering, and among all living beings, women are suffering the most. They are lonely and do not live long." The compassionate face of the Buddha is consistent with his words, which is as weird as it is.
So you, an old pervert, go out to cause trouble to others. With your cultivation and strength, it is not difficult to be a groom every night. No woman can get what she wants, so she has to do these obscene and despicable things.
Wu Yi cursed, suppressing his disgusting thoughts, and said: "I am a poor boy, I can only protect myself, let alone save all sentient beings."
"Are you really unwilling?" After the previous attempt to seduce him failed, Buddha Xiu knew that Wu Yi was extraordinary, so he turned against him whenever they disagreed, and his tone became much colder.
"I'm sorry, but I obey!"
"Don't know good from evil." Buddha Cultivator Vajra glared angrily, and his bright clothes were shattered, revealing his original clothes. However, these clothes could not be called clothes. They were in tatters, baggy, revealing his original skin, or gray.
, or bruises, nothing is normal.
It seems that the end of this degenerate Buddhist practice is really coming soon. When I talked to myself before, I guess I planned to change Wu Yi's ideas without using any magic power to extend my life.
When the Buddhist cultivator was angry, a faint hazy pink gas enveloped Wu Yi. It did not seem to be the slightest threat. Wu Yi did not dare to neglect and hurriedly spread out the solemn Buddha Pure Land.
When the pink gas touches the solemn Buddha Pure Land, it is like a cloud of acid rain, constantly corroding the Buddha's light and causing it to become incomprehensible.
These strands of pink gas are the lives of young women. With their desire for happiness and longing for the future, they die like this when they encounter unkind people.
When they died, they must not have known that they would be in such a situation.
In fact, inside the pink gas, some women's consciousness still remained. This was their obsession. When the Buddha's light transformed them, they even expressed their gratitude to Wu Yi and rushed to the Buddha's light, just to die quickly.
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The result of this is that the pressure suddenly increased several times, Wu Yi's solemn Buddha's pure land gradually fell into the disadvantage, the Buddha's light collapsed, and the Sanskrit singing that originally shocked the ears gradually became muffled.
This degenerate Buddhist cultivator must have anticipated this situation and watched from a distance, because he knew that Wu Yi would definitely overcome these women's stubborn obsessions.
Wu Yi tried his best to support it. Fortunately, in the Zhuangyan Buddha Pure Land, many ghosts had been suppressed before and a lot of greed, anger and ignorance were provided, which was able to sustain this consumption.
Strictly speaking, the kindness these women showed to Wu Yi should be counted as the kindness of all living beings.
With this, Wu Yi also successfully recited the third sentence of the Forty-Cross Mantra, "Repay the Fourfold Kindness." In the Pure Land of the Majestic Buddha, these kindnesses collected by Wu Yi spontaneously took shape and turned into a beautiful heaven.
There is hell below and heaven above. This majestic Buddha Pure Land gradually becomes three-dimensional and more perfect.
The fallen Buddhist cultivator did not expect this result. At this moment, he felt a hint of threat from the solemn Buddha Pure Land displayed by Wu Yi.
The face that looked like he had a chance to win was gone. His expression changed drastically. He wanted to take back the pink gas, and he kept talking obscenities. He didn't look like an Arhat at all.
It is not ruled out that there are reasons for the five degenerations of gods and humans to affect the mind, but if it is not the nature, it will not be exposed.
However, what the fallen Buddhist cultivator did not expect was that despite the control of his will, some pink gas would still rush towards the Pure Land of the Majestic Buddha without hesitation, hoping to escape from his control and obtain liberation.
Naturally, Wu Yi doesn't refuse anyone who comes, and he can transform all those who can. Not only can he gain merit, but he can also gain inner satisfaction. Why not do it?
The fallen Buddhist cultivator was so angry that he took out a small drum with complicated patterns from his sleeves and knocked it gently. Then, the whole world was filled with the sounds of women in pleasure, which made people burn with desire.
No matter how you block your hearing, you cannot block these sounds.
As you continue to associate with the sound, it is as if there are countless enchanting women caressing you at the same time, and there is also a sweet and attractive body fragrance that hits your nostrils.
Either as passionate as fire, or as holy as water, or as Xiaojiabiyu, in short, there is always the type you like.
Wu Yi closed his eyes. No matter how many temptations there are, he only needs to understand one thing. They are all false. He has Yue Liuli as his Taoist companion, so why should he be subject to this.
However, I didn't expect that not long after, even Yue Liuli's face appeared in the sea of consciousness. Some scenes were things that I had experienced before.
Sticking to his true heart and recognizing what was false, Wu Yi not only didn't feel burning with desire, but instead felt extremely disgusted and the stench was overwhelming.
The degenerate Buddhist cultivator keeps beating the small drum, which is full of rhythm, but the sound is all charming and languid. If he becomes addicted, it will be difficult to return.
After overcoming the desire in his heart, Wu Yi opened his eyes with a calm face, looking at the fallen Buddhist cultivator to see what other methods he had.
Buddha Xiu felt looked down upon by Wu Yi, a junior, and said angrily: "Trash, bitch, what use do you have?" He threw the small drum in his hand at Wu Yi fiercely.