Chapter 99 You want to kill him, have you ever asked me

In this world, are there any gods and Buddhas?

When he first entered Buddhism, Chun Chi thought it was true.

At that time, he recited scriptures devoutly every day, often sitting in the Buddhist hall for a whole day, windy and rainy, motionless like a mountain.

Many new disciples are often unable to be as firm as Chunchi, ten feet in the world of mortals, too many temptations, and if they are not careful, they will deviate from their original intentions. Chunchi was born into a wealthy family, and he grew up smoothly without setbacks and hardships. When he entered Buddhism, his aptitude was not the best, and even his teachers didn’t pay more attention to him, but Chunchi day after day, Actually persisted.

Zen practice needs to endure loneliness. Compared with other sects, Buddhist practice is more boring. Meditation, reciting Buddhist scriptures, morning bells and evening drums, never stop. Gradually falling behind, only Chunchi walked forward steadily step by step without any hurry.

He gradually surpassed his peers, and even surpassed those seniors who started earlier than him. Wan Lian Buddha’s place has a strong ethos of ranking seniority. Chi finally gradually became under one person, above ten thousand people, and the head of the Buddha is his master. It can be said that in the Wanlian Buddha Land, he no longer needs to look at anyone’s face.

Chunchi’s cultivation is improving by leaps and bounds. He is already very talented. Every plant, tree, flying flower and fallen leaf can become the root of his Zen mind. He believes in Buddhism more firmly than anyone else, but the moment when the faith is destroyed comes When the building collapsed, it was more painful than anyone else.

One early summer many years ago, his master Gui Ye, who was about to die, called him away and asked him how much he understood about the Dao of Heaven. What do you want in your life, the late spring Tao, become a fairy, become a Buddha, and transform all living beings. Gui Ye shook his head, saying that there are no gods and Buddhas in the world, and that the so-called ascending in the daytime and becoming a Buddha instantly is a complete lie. Chunchi naturally didn’t believe it. Throughout the ages, although there were very few monks who became immortals, it was not impossible. Because of the hardships of the heavens, it can temper the mind of the monks, and the spirit will become stronger with time.

Gui Ye didn’t explain much, after that, he passed on the position of Buddha’s head to Chun Chi, and asked him to make the Buddha’s sect more prosperous, but he never mentioned this matter to him again, but this conversation took root in Chun Chi’s heart. He refused to go, he looked through the classics countless times, looking for evidence that the great master attained enlightenment, but time and time again he could only get some specious myths and legends. true face.

On the ground of Wanlian Buddha, the closest great master to becoming a Buddha is the master of Gui Ye, who is also the master of Chun Chi. There is only one line, and it stops here. After laughing wildly for three days and three nights, the seven orifices bleed to death. This is the disgraceful past of Wanlian Buddha.

Chunchi didn’t even dare to continue the investigation. He was afraid that the more he investigated, the closer he would be to the truth that he could not accept. By then, the ultimate goal that he pursued as a monk would be gone, so he embarked on the road of cultivation. meaning no longer exists.

Until that day, the lord of Wanjian Xianzong told Chunchi a secret.

Jiang Li said that his master Luomei Zhenren did not break through the limits of the human world and go away as a fairy, but after discovering the great master, he had no way to break through. The soul is scattered, and there is nothing to rely on.

As far away as the legendary gods, as close as the master master, the so-called breaking through the world to go to the realm of bliss is absurd.

Above the human world is neither the realm of gods and Buddhas, nor the realm of higher cultivation, but boundless and eternal death.

Master Luomei chose to forcibly descend the spirit into the world again, and let the apprentice know the secret.

Chun Chi was shocked but also at a loss.

Since after ascension, what awaits them is not a new life, but a complete death, so what is the meaning of monks’ hard work?

He finally chose to agree to Jiang Li’s conditions and cooperate with him.

Holding on to his last ray of hope, Chunchi wanted to see whether the gods and Buddhas hiding in unknown places would stand idly by as demons raged and the world was in peril. He wanted to know, if there were no gods and Buddhas in the world, the world occupied by demons would be What will happen again.

People are born to occupy the essence of heaven and earth, but they are still dominated by various desires. They kill each other for a little profit, and they will never stop dying, even among monks. On the contrary, it is a new life in the world.

But now, since the virtual image of the golden body that appeared behind Sun Buku was not an illusion, how could it be explained?

Could it be that among the two sects of Buddhism, Qingyun Temple is the most favored by the Buddha?

The belief that Chun Chi had been pursuing all his life had completely collapsed, and now hope has reappeared, but he is not happy about it. Even if he dies, he still wants an answer.

Even if his body flew out and landed heavily, his spiritual power was damaged and his body was seriously injured, he still kept his eyes on Sun.

Sun Buku landed steadily, walking towards him with big strides holding a stick.

Chunchi is very clear that his own situation is over, and the evil spirits here have just been wiped out by Jiufang Changming. Give him more strength.

“There are no gods and Buddhas in the world, but if you have a heart for gods and Buddhas, you are gods and Buddhas.”

Sun Buku is condescending, holding the glazed golden bead stick high up, and the golden body of Xutianzang behind him is also overlooking with compassion, as if silently telling Chunchi that Sun Buku is the darling chosen by the gods and Buddhas, and his Chunchi is just a false claim The Buddha’s name is just an insult to the scum of Buddhism.

“Chunchi, you’ve got a picture.”

Sun Buku’s voice rang in his ears.

Chun Chi shook his head, this answer did not satisfy him.

Yes, or no, he just wanted to get such an answer.

But he couldn’t ask any more questions, and Chun Chi found that when he opened his mouth, blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

Not only the mouth, but also the eyes and ears. His vision was gradually flooded with blood red, and he couldn’t feel pain all over his body, but his spiritual power was rapidly draining.

It is the remaining evil spirits in the lotus pond…

The nutrients that he used in the past, after discovering that Chunchi was weak, turned back one after another, swarming up, scrambling to absorb his spiritual power for his own use, Chunchi was suppressed by Sun Buku’s Buddha light, and it was too late to struggle Too late, the body was entangled by the black flames, withered and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a mummy, with no face left and no soul left.

The majestic Wanlian Buddha Land, a school of masters, has ended up in such a land, it is indeed a sigh.

But Sun Buku didn’t have time to waste a little bit of sighing on the other party, so he immediately swung his Zen staff and jumped to the other side—

The fight between Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi is now in full swing.

The former master and apprentice are now enemies of life and death, Yun Weisi’s expression is indifferent, but he is merciless in his strikes, as if he has returned to the place where the two met again that day, he is single-minded, and only has the killing intent for Jiufang Changming in his heart.

On the other hand, Chang Ming, although he seems to be able to do a job with ease, is not at a disadvantage, but with his cultivation experience, he is at a disadvantage if he does not attack and defend, because only those who have no time to attack can only choose to defend.

He no longer has the Four Non-Swords in his hand, which is equivalent to bare palms and empty fists, but Yun Weisi has the Chunchao Sword in his hand, but the Chunchao Sword is just a icing on the cake for him now, and the magic flames around him are roaring and surging, just now is the most suitable weapon for doing whatever he wants , pointed by the mind, devoured by the magic flame, is more obedient than Chun Chaojian.

Chang Ming staggered back again.

This is already the second time his chest was hit by the demonic flames, and the demonic energy took advantage of the gap to erode and rush towards his face, just like Yun Weisi’s love and hatred under the gloomy surface, the turbulent waves swept towards the front door in an instant, impacting the sea of ​​consciousness.

A mouthful of blood rushed up his throat, Chang Ming wanted to swallow it, but choked, and finally spit it out.

The clothes have long been stained with blood, not less than this mouthful of blood, the jade hairpin in a bun is missing, and the long hair has long been disheveled, all of which show that the master is in a mess at the moment.

Although he seemed to be able to fight again, Yun Weisi knew very well that the person in front of him was only the last straw and would be completely crushed.

Yun Weisi used to spare his life for the other party, but at this time, he didn’t feel half-hearted. He raised his hand, and as if he felt the black flames all over his body, he rushed towards the other party in an instant. With a bang, the thick black flowers exploded, extremely evil , but also extremely gorgeous.

These black flames, as long as there is even a little bit of black flames on Jiufang Changming’s sleeves, the inside will roll towards the body along the clothes, and go straight into the flesh and bone marrow, echoing the evil energy that has already eroded into the body just now, burning his whole body to death !

Yun Weisi’s fingers trembled slightly.

The next moment, the black flame roared out!

As the strong wind hit, the golden light swallowed the black flame, Yun Weisi’s expression flickered, and he floated back.

Sun Buku landed between the two of them, paused with his Zen stick, like a Buddha of the Ming Dynasty.

It’s a pity that he was born with a handsome face, even when he doesn’t smile, it’s half a smile, even if his body is straight, his face is more like the bewitching demon in the Buddhist scriptures.

“You wanted to kill him, but did you ever ask me?”

Yun Weisi was expressionless: “You have already betrayed him, why bother meddling?”

Sun Buku smiled slightly: “Don’t you hear that being a teacher for one day is a father for life.”

Yun Weisi: “I remember when Jiufang Changming left Buddhism, you also wanted to chase him down.”

Sun Buku: “At that time, I hadn’t comprehended the true meaning of Buddhism. Like that late spring, I still had obsessions in my heart. Now I am not the same as I was yesterday. Naturally, I respect Master as before.”

Yun Weisi: “So, you want to protect him.”

Sun Buku: “Yes.”

Yun Weisi narrowed his eyes.

Sun Buku was at his peak at this time, and the golden light image behind him never disappeared, and Yun Weisi had a nascent demon heart, so he couldn’t guarantee that he would be able to defeat Sun Buku and kill the people behind him at the same time.

“Today, I will save your life for a few more days, and I will come to take it later.”

He said lightly, took two steps back, turned around and sank into the black flames.

As Yun Weisi left, the black flame gradually dissipated into nothingness.