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Chapter 912: The Fire of Buddha and Demon

"Isn't that surprising?"

"Are you very surprised? I'm back again?"

Wuyou pinched the monk's neck and walked in again. He looked at the people present with a smile, especially Zi Chen.

Zi Chen sighed and said, "You shouldn't have come back. Wouldn't it be better to just leave and survive? Why do you have to die?"

"Bah! Survive? Today I not only want to survive, but I also want to carry out my ten thousand year plan of the demon clan. As for dying, are you talking about this idiot, waiting for me to catch him?"

Wuyou pinched the monk's neck hard, and there was a look of pain on the monk's face. He looked at Zi Chen and said, "My eyesight has been extraordinary since I was a child. I can see many things that ordinary people can't see, so you don't need to deny me."

If you say so, I can see that he is very important to you. Now obey my order and kill this Jiuxing if you want him to survive."

Zi Chen's expression was a little strange, "Are you serious?"

Wuyou said angrily: "It's already this time, do you think I'm still joking with you? If he doesn't do what I say, he will die."

"Are you sure?" Zi Chen looked at the other party.

Wuyou exerted force again, and there was a clicking sound from the monk's neck, which seemed to be about to break, and the monk also shouted in pain.

Wuyou was very satisfied and looked at Zi Chen proudly, "How do you choose? It's up to you?"

The saint clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! Donor..."

Wuyou interrupted the other party, "You have no place to speak here, shut up!"

Shengming stopped talking.

Qingyi took two steps back and showed with practical actions that she would not participate in such a thing.

Monk Shengde was like a storyteller, watching silently here. Because there was no audience for the time being, he stopped continuing.

Everyone looked at Zi Chen, waiting for his answer.

Zi Chen looked at the monk and said, "I want to say thank you for your sacrifice for the Buddhist clan. Are you willing?"

The monk's eyes widened, "Why, are you going to kill me after hearing this?"

Zi Chen said calmly: "Sacrifice is inevitable. Which one of us will not sacrifice? Which one of us..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wuyou suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

At this moment, Zi Chen moved, thrusting forward with the power of the spear in his hand.

He did not go towards Wuyou, but towards the monk.

At close range, the monk was not in a hurry to dodge, and was directly penetrated by the spear.

puff!

The spear completely penetrated the monk's body.

The monk widened his eyes and looked at Zi Chen in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that Zi Chen would do something like this.

I haven't finished a sentence yet.

Zi Chen stood in front of the monk, the other end of the spear almost touching the monk's body, "I told you that you shouldn't come back."

Zi Chen let go of the spear, swung his hand forward, and the spear completely penetrated the monk's chest.

Wuyou, who was standing behind the monk, took a few steps back, holding the spear with both hands and staring at Zi Chen.

At the previous moment, the spear not only penetrated the monk's body, but also his body.

He has a good eye for seeing people, and he knows very well that the guy in front of him cares about the bald man very much, but how could this happen?

"Amitabha!"

Sheng Ming and Sheng De chanted the Buddha's name at the same time.

The monk fell to the ground, "Are you too cruel? As for taking action like this? I have many ways to resolve the matter peacefully."

Zi Chen said: "Isn't this faster and more effective? Besides the skin trauma, you didn't lose anything, right? I saved you all the trump cards, why don't you thank me quickly?"

"I thank you to die, you are just jealous, jealous of your handsome Buddha, jealous of the boundless Buddha's Dharma..."

The monk praised himself and then began to heal the wound. After all, it was inappropriate for the wound to keep bleeding.

Zi Chen's power was controlled very delicately, and the monk indeed suffered a skin injury.

As for Wuyou, he is really dead this time.

Zi Chen walked to Wuyou's side, pulled out his spear and put it away.

He returned to the original place, looked at the old monk, and motioned for him to continue the previous story.

In fact, the story is almost over at this point.

Monk Shengde passed various tests and gained the trust of the demons, so they brought each other to the real secret place and shared the secrets of the demons.

Shengde used the Buddhist dharma he mastered to build a relic array here to help the demons open up a road to the two worlds. At present, the only thing that is needed to open the road is a high-quality relic.

Unexpectedly, before the last relic was obtained, Zi Chen came first, and served him in a pot.

Monk Shengde clasped his hands together and finished telling all the stories.

Shengming stood there, not knowing what to say.

Qingyi was touched, and she didn't know how to distinguish right from wrong in this matter.

Zi Chen said: "The story is very exciting, you can come with us."

Shengde asked: "Don't the donor kill me directly?"

Zi Chen said: "This is a matter for your Buddhist clan. It should be arranged by the Buddhist clan. I have no right to interfere."

Of course, I don't want to interfere.

"The donor is so kind!"

Shengde's body suddenly burned with flames. It should have been pure Buddhist fire, but at this moment it was mixed with black demonic energy.

Sure enough, he didn't suppress his inner demons.

"Uncle Master, what do you mean?"

Sheng Ming said anxiously: "We'll talk about everything after we get back."

"I can't go back, so it's good to pass away here. After I pass away, destroy everything here and take these relics back. They are not contaminated."

Shengde clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and the raging fire of Buddha and demon completely overwhelmed him.

Qingyi was deeply touched. She could feel the power of the other party. It seemed that she was only half a step away from the Holy Lord.

Once you overcome your inner demons, you may be able to cross that half-step and become a saint in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, he made another choice.

"The sin of a poor monk is unforgivable, and the best outcome is now."

The fire of Buddha and Demon has completely engulfed Shengde, and his voice came out from the flames.

Zi Chen stood there, clasped his hands, and saluted the old monk.

At this moment, he admired the old monk in his heart, and he respected the choice of the old monk Shengde.

The Holy Ming and the good and evil monks sat down cross-legged and began to chant sutras for Shengde.

The sacred aura enveloped the surroundings, and even the corpses were filled with bursts of Buddha's light.

Zi Chen and Qing Yi retreated. They didn't expect that a game would turn out like this.

"Actually, he doesn't have to choose this path, as long as he devotes himself to doing good in the future."

Qingyi said: "In this way, the Buddhist clan may have one more saint."

Zi Chen shook his head and said: "After he goes back, he will continue to blame himself. The final result will either be devoured by his inner demons, or he will die in depression. The possibility of promotion is not high."

"Why?"

Qingyi asked in confusion: "Surely those monks were not killed by him?"

"He didn't kill him, but he died because of him!"

Each of those relics represents a Buddhist holy spirit.

Having said that, Zi Chen was also very sorry. He had previously stated that he would take the old monk back, so why didn't he want to give him a chance of survival?

Unfortunately, the old monk refused.

He respects the other person's choice.

Half an hour later, the monk and Shengming came out.

In Sheng Ming's hand, there was an extra relic, a relic that exuded magic light.

It is the demon bone relic.


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