0232 Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha
"I flew around and found that this is an isolated island and I can't get out at all..."
The Lord of Yuxiao Palace flapped her wings and landed back at the four-way intersection. Zhao Guanren was sitting on a stone eating, while Xuan Ye worked with Si Ming. One of them attracted Zhao Guanren's attention, and the other opened his bag and stole cigarettes. They got it quickly.
Transferred to Black Prajna.
"The problem lies with this piece of jade..."
Zhao Guanren threw down the food packaging bag, pointed at the jade and said: "Although this thing is called Wangxiang Terrace, the things it releases are all secrets, which have caused knots in the minds of each of us, such as Bai Bai's life experience, Xuan Ye's family
The tragedy of massacre reminds us to make the right choice!"
"What's the right thing to do..."
Siming shook his head and said: "It is impossible for people like us to go to heaven, and it is impossible for the living dead to go to reincarnation. There is only one way to go to hell, but the body and soul are separated in hell. Even if you can get out, it will be useless!"
"Who said you can't be reincarnated..."
Zhao Guanren stood up and said: "People who have not yet exhausted their Yang life can be reincarnated, but has your Yang life expired? You were alive and let Yong Ye turn into a corpse. Otherwise, you still have at least several decades to live, and you are a dead person now.
Even if you live for another thousand years, it won’t count as your longevity!”
"That's right! I also have a long life..."
Siming's eyes suddenly lit up, and Xuan Ye was also excited now. He jumped up and shouted: "I am just like you. I was alive and well and was killed by the Japanese corpse soldiers. Moreover, I have never done any evil in my life. So,
You can’t blame me if the corpse soldiers kill people!”
"Then I'm still young..."
Qin Biqing also raised her hand quickly, but Zhao Guanren said: "You must be a person who has not yet exhausted his life, and the Master of Yuxiao Palace should be the same, but Dusha may not be a person who has not yet reached the end of his life!"
Dusha asked curiously: "I am a living member of the sea clan, how come my life is not over?"
"I ask you……"
Zhao Guanren asked: "Before you practice soul power, what is the lifespan of your normal sea clan, and how many years have you lived?"
Dusha hesitated and said: "Before I started practicing, I was about fifty or sixty years old. After practicing, I have improved a lot. I have lived for more than one hundred and sixty years!"
"I'll go! You are a real old goblin..."
Zhao Guanren spread his hands and said: "Yang life is a destiny. Cultivation is to change your life against the will of heaven. You have already exceeded the established Yang life and lived for more than a hundred years, so I can't say whether your Yang life is still alive. Besides,
You are still an alien species!"
"And me?"
Bai Ming looked at him with some anxiety, but Black Prajna said: "Ordinarily, you must have not finished your life, but I didn't see how you died. If the death date itself has arrived, or you take the initiative to turn the black devil into a corpse, can you
For those who have not yet reached the end of their lifespan, this is impossible to say!"
"Old Hei! That's not what you meant..."
Zhao Guanren shook his head and said: "Even if you are all still alive and have gone through reincarnation, you will forget everything, but this is definitely not the real underworld. It exists only to test us and let us finally enter the place where the black devil's body is imprisoned. Understand
?"
Black Prajna said in confusion: "I know it's a test, but what exactly is it?"
"I think you should go to heaven..."
Under his shocked gaze, Zhao Guanren pointed to the middle road and said: "As the saying goes! Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. You must have been a big devil in your lifetime. If you can let go of your obsession and calmly walk to the middle road, I believe you will definitely be able to get there.
Heaven!"
"My obsession..."
Black Prajna walked towards the jade wall with all his thoughts in mind. A group of novice novices immediately appeared on the jade wall. Black Prajna was exactly this group of novice monks.
The leader led them to cause mischief in the temple.
Black Prajna was caught by his master. The master reprimanded him severely. Not only did he make him taste the pain of his flesh and blood, he was also punished to face the wall in a cold quiet room and think about his mistakes. His nose was so cold that he had runny nose. Finally, he just had to rely on his body.
He fell asleep against the wall.
"Alas~"
An old monk gently opened the door, covered him with a cotton coat, and stuffed two steamed buns into his arms. At this moment, the face of the master who was strict and majestic during the day was full of love.
"Master!"
Black Prajna suddenly knelt down in front of the jade, bursting into tears, but the scene turned, and he had already put on his cassock and became the abbot. In his prime, he was full of heroic appearance, traveling around, preaching and chanting, and he seemed to have become a man who saved all sentient beings.
The master.
"Soul Tower!!!"
Zhao Guanren's eyes suddenly shrank, and a intact soul-crushing pagoda actually appeared on the screen. The pagoda was emitting bright light, protecting a huge city in it, and was surrounded by worshipers. The incense was flourishing, but the pagoda was
The door was closed tightly.
"I……"
Black Prajna was suddenly stunned, only to see an old monk in his twilight years slowly walking out of the crowd with a group of disciples. His appearance could be vaguely seen on his wrinkled face, and the surrounding believers were also shouting.
Master Tu.
The elderly Black Prajna slowly walked up the jade steps, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and knelt in front of the soul-crushing pagoda to worship devoutly. The soul-crushing pagoda suddenly lit up, and the entire pagoda gave off a warm light. He was excited.
The believers were confused.
"It's time to open the door..."
Zhao Guanren knew at a glance that the pagoda door could be opened as soon as the pagoda was lit, and at the same time a crack was exposed in the pagoda door.
With the support of his disciples, the old monk pressed the door against the door with excitement, but there was no response even after he pushed the door a few times, and his face instantly turned ugly.
"What's going on? Master Santu can't open the door..."
The believers all started talking in surprise. The old Black Prajna quickly stretched out his hands and pushed the door with all his strength. As a result, the pagoda door did not move at all.
"Alas~ It seems that Master Santu also has distracting thoughts. If he is not sincere, he will not be able to open the door..."
The believers sighed one after another, and there was no look of admiration on their faces, but some people asked: "The Tower of Light has protected us for hundreds of years and prevented us from many disasters. No one can ever open the door, so why is it impossible to go in?"
Woolen cloth?"
"What do you think?"
Someone replied: "The demon clan has been destroyed! The soul-suppressing tower is just a decoration. It's better to take out the treasures inside and find a shortcut to ascend to immortality. Who doesn't want to become an immortal?"
"This this……"
The old Black Prajna stood in front of the pagoda door, trembling with anxiety, but a young monk pushed the door open and said: "Master! Don't be anxious, I think the pagoda door is very old, maybe...
"
"Squeak~"
The door of the pagoda suddenly magically opened, and the young monk fell in. The elderly Black Prajna's eyes widened in shock.
But the worshipers who were kneeling didn't see it clearly, and they all exclaimed: "It's open! Master Santu has opened the soul-suppressing tower. Master is really a living Bodhisattva!"
"Amitabha!"
The old monk slowly straightened his stooped waist, waved away the remaining disciples, stepped in alone, helped the young monk up, and asked in a low voice: "Disciple! How did you open the door?"
"I don't know, disciple! Maybe the master has already opened it, so I just used a lot of force..."
The little monk shook his head with a confused face, and the old monk smiled as expected.
He quickly waved the young monk to leave and browsed the situation in the tower alone.
"This little monk is just like me before. He doesn't even know how to open the door..."
Zhao Guanren shook his head and said: "Old Hei! Look carefully, your heart knot is here. I don't need to guess what will happen next. I know that it must be you... who released the Lord of Darkness!"
"Me? How is this possible..."
Black Prajna took half a step back in confusion. Unexpectedly, the scene suddenly changed, and black smoke billowed out of the radiant soul-crushing tower. The believers outside were scared to death, and the young monks rushed in in panic.
"Hahaha……"
Someone in the tower laughed wildly and said: "Zhao Ziqiang! You have imprisoned me for hundreds of years, but you still haven't let me out in the end. Today I will let darkness return to the earth and turn all these stupid and greedy people into my slaves!"
"Wow~"
A monstrous black energy rushed out of the Soul Resurrection Tower and swept through the entire city in an instant. Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of crackling explosions. People who were fleeing in all directions exploded and died one after another, leaving bloody skulls in pieces.
It flew up and clattered onto the soul-calming tower.
"..."
The scene ended here, and the dumbfounded demon kings finally understood that this was the origin of the Skeleton Tower.
Greedy humans were not satisfied with the status quo, so they found a Black Prajna, who finally released the remnant soul of the Lord of Darkness. It used millions of dead skulls to contaminate the Soul Calming Tower into a magic weapon.
"Plop~"
Black Prajna fell to the ground with a pale face, and said in a trembling voice: "It's really... it's really me. I released this big devil. Why, why would I release it?"
"You can't stand the temptation..."
Zhao Guanren squatted down to support him and said: "The black devil tempted me with his sweet words, saying that he could live forever and become the king of the entire world. Not everyone can resist this temptation!"
Black Prajna trembled and said, "Tell me, if I can't open the door, is it really because I'm not sincere?"
"Do you think I'm sincere? I don't even know what the Skeleton Tower is..."
Zhao Guanren shook his head and said: "Opening the door has nothing to do with sincerity, but it has become a knot in your heart. You have been eating fast and chanting Buddha's name all your life, but at the end of the day you are not recognized. Then you start to doubt yourself, have distracting thoughts, and then get blackmailed.
If the devil stimulates you, you will be completely depraved!"
"No!"
Black Prajna shook his head in pain and said: "After all, I have inner demons. If I don't care about the false reputation and truly achieve all four elements, it is impossible to be used by the black demons. I am not worthy of being a monk, and the master should not pass on the mantle to me. I'm sorry.
He’s an old man!”
Black Prajna actually shed two tears of blood. This was the first time since Zhao Guanren knew him that he had seen this cruel fake monk sincerely repent.
"Wow~"
Black Prajna suddenly threw down his Zen staff, stood up and slowly took off his black cassock. Wearing only a piece of cloth, he clasped his hands in front of him and strode towards the road to hell on the left.
"Monk! Where are you going? You're going the wrong way..."
Siming hurriedly shouted, but Black Prajna said without looking back: "You are right! I have committed many sins in my three journeys. I have no face to face my ancestors and am not worthy of becoming a Buddha. I will atone for my sins in hell."
"If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha!"
"Santu!"
Zhao Guanren shouted subconsciously, actually feeling a little reluctant to give up on the bad monk who always wanted to recite the Great Compassion Mantra to him, but with a flash of golden light, Black Prajna took a big step without hesitation and stepped into the gate of hell...