This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 242: Buddhism is not the law, not the law of good people, not the law of evil people

Chapter 242: Buddhism is not the law, not the law of good people, not the law of evil people
Xiang Yuan arrived late and did not hear the conversation between Bai Shumo and Elder Shui, so he failed to capture the key word "Ancient God Clan". Otherwise, with his brain and combined with the clues, he would definitely be able to deduce the truth.

It doesn't matter if there are no keywords. Xiang Yuan's little brain races, and he immediately analyzes that Xu Jixian's bloodline is extraordinary. Ana Heiyan made such a big fuss, and even personally took the seat in the blood sacrifice of the whole city, which shows that this bloodline has a great origin.

Thinking of the indigenous legends of Dilongbao and the old site of the evil god altar on Xiaozhima Mountain, and then looking at Xu Jixian under the statue, Xiang Yuan quickly sorted out an idea, made a bold assumption, and came to a conclusion.

The reason why Xu Jixian is ugly is not because the Xu family has bad genes. On the contrary, this is the gene that the Xu family has. There is a reason why he is ugly.

If Mr. Xu Ji had a handsome face, that would be a big problem.

The ancient gods were born with immense power and supernatural powers. How many people wanted to be ugly, but even if they knelt down they could not get what they wanted!
Xiang Yuan's thoughts wandered, and he recalled his last experience in the blood pool, with something in mind.

He swept his eyes around the formation, but could not find the source of the blood pool. He became suspicious and used the 'Seven Heart Yishu' to tell a fortune.

The opportunity is here!

Xiang Yuan looked down at his feet, thanking nature for the gift, and immediately used earth escape to refine the opportunity into his body.

He caught a glimpse of Xu Jixian struggling in the bloody ball, gritted his teeth, and decided to save him first.

Xiang Yuan's body sank and he moved underground towards the formation, intending to dig a tunnel from below to kidnap Xu Jixian. However, the formation was self-contained and no matter how good he was at digging holes, he couldn't find the way in after going around in a circle.

In anger, he came up with a plan. He dug various holes in the ground, hoping to repeat the same trick and be the oriole once again.

Xiang Yuan had the Xiao family's breath-concealing technique to rely on, and his earth escape technique was derived from the five internal elements, so rounding it off, it could be considered a magical power to return to the past and return to the past. He had not leaked any of his aura, so Ana, Heiyan and the other three were unaware that a giant rat had sneaked in.

A thousand-mile long dike can be destroyed by an ant hole, let alone such a big rat. The City Lord’s Mansion will not last long and will soon collapse.

Once the blood pool was exposed to the light of day, it would be too late for the four of them to leave.

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boom!
Outside Yundou City, dust waves rose into the sky, a flash of golden light fell to the ground, and broken gold paint was scattered all over the ground.

Ling'en climbed out of the pit with trembling hands. His body was mottled with gold paint and covered in dust. The dark golden light under his skin no longer flowed, but instead, the deep black light became more and more intense.

"Brother, you look like a jewel on the outside, but you are actually rotten inside. Look at you, you are full of evil thoughts, you are no longer a Buddhist."

Lingxiu stands in the air, with the shadow of a giant Buddha sitting behind her. There is the Pure Land of Buddhism, a lotus pond and a golden mountain.

The Pure Land of Buddha is a manifestation of the mind alone. Although it is illusory and does not exist in the present, his fist is so big that to Ling En, it doesn’t matter whether it is true or false.

It doesn't matter whether it's true or false. If you can't win, no matter how nice the words you say, you will only bring shame upon yourself in the end.

But Ling En still had something to say: "Just because the Buddha's methods are not as good as yours doesn't mean you can talk nonsense. The Dharma of Dajue Temple is like this. One thought can make you a devil, and one thought can make you a Buddha. The Buddha has become what he is today in accordance with the Dharma."

"Brother, just because you can become a demon doesn't mean you can become one. The Dharma of Dajue Temple is aimed at letting go of demonic thoughts, not at conforming to them. You are stubborn and insist on making sense..."

"Shut up, you're full of big ideas, you're obviously here to make fun of the Buddha!"

"Amitabha!"

Lingxiu heard this, put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name, then dispersed his compassionate expression: "Since you don't understand Buddhism, I won't say anything. As you said, I came here today just to entertain you!"

I'm telling you about Buddhism, but you don't listen. So let's have a fight with your fists and feet.

You should understand this!
"I'm so angry!"

Ling'en roared angrily, and his body suddenly swelled. The little golden shell on his body began to crack bit by bit, and the fragments fell like golden petals, revealing the hideous demon inside.

His body grew taller and taller, his bones twisted, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a four-armed troll.

This demon had a ferocious face, dark eyes, a lion-like nose and a wide mouth, with exposed fangs and sharp teeth like knives. His four arms were as thick as pillars, raised high as if to support the sky, and each finger was like a claw, with dark demonic energy wrapped around the fingertips.

As the demonic energy gathered, the deep black light became more and more intense, as if four hands were holding up four balls of black sun, distorting the surroundings to form patches of pitch-black void.

There was also demonic flame surrounding him, black dragons and snakes were wandering around his four arms and torso, his heartbeat was like beating a drum, thunder was rolling in his mouth, and when he took a step forward, the ground would shatter and crack inch by inch.

The laws of heaven and earth interweave to manifest strange visions, hot magma gushes out of the cracks, the devil's domain is formed, the devil's power is overwhelming, and no one can stop it.

"The devil appears, and heaven and earth are afraid!"

The troll held up the sky with his four arms, holding high four balls of black sun, suppressing the golden light that was attacking from the sky.

In an instant, the dark devil clouds rolled violently, and in opposition to it was the infinite Buddha light pointed by the giant Buddha's phantom.

Black and gold divide the sky, and while spreading outward, they collide violently in the center, dominating the world and expelling all other colors.

Strange phenomena occurred frequently. A giant Buddha crushed a troll with his palm. A troll leaped up and was knocked down by the giant Buddha. There was also a troll that was furious and held up a black light for four days, but was turned into nothingness one by one by the giant Buddha's seals...

In short, the troll got beaten and rubbed in various ways by the Buddha.

The corresponding collision of the laws of heaven and earth became clearer. The black threads became fewer and fewer, and thinner and thinner. After the last thread broke, the troll completely lost his temper. Ling'en collapsed to the ground with a seriously injured body, gasping for breath, with defiance still in his eyes.

Lingxiu descended from the sky and picked up the rosary that Lingen dropped on the ground: "Amitabha, there is still Buddha light remaining on this magic weapon, which shows that you are still confused in your heart..."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't kill Master Buddha today, don't even think about leaving!"

Ling'en felt a headache when he heard Lingxiu's words. He turned his anger into strength, jumped up, and rushed forward with a ball of black demonic energy in his arms.

Lingxiu clasped her hands together, and a layer of golden light spread around her body.

With a bang, the evil energy in Ling'en's arms was shattered. He vomited blood and retreated screaming.

"Unthinking kindness will only result in outright malice. Mercy should not be given lightly... I have realized this again."

Lingxiu murmured, looking down at Lingen: "Forget it, forget it. Today I will fulfill your wish and kill you."

Seeing that Lingxiu was serious and not just talking, Lingen began to get scared and tried to persuade him kindly: "Brother, I have betrayed Dajue Temple and committed many murders. According to the rules, you should take me back to the mountain gate and hand me over to the abbot for punishment. You can't just beat me and kill me at will."

"Master is kindhearted and cherishes the past. If you beg him earnestly, he will surely relent and give you another chance."

Lingxiu looked coldly at Lingen at his feet: "I don't think it's right. Only when all evil is eradicated can it be truly compassionate and kind."

"I have laid down my butcher knife!"

"You're just afraid of death!"

Lingxiu pointed his finger, and golden light obliterated Lingen's body and soul, dissipating it bit by bit between heaven and earth: "If Master forgives you, where will those innocent souls go to complain? Master may have to bear the consequences. I have put Master in a dilemma. It is not right to forgive you, and it is not right not to forgive you. It will make me look evil and force Master to make a choice."

"Hahaha, you are a bald donkey who is only seeking fame and reputation. Is this your Buddhism?" Ling'en laughed in anger. Knowing that his death was inevitable, he laughed out loud, wanting to plant a trace of evil thoughts in Lingxiu's heart.

"Buddhism is not law. It is not the law of good people, nor is it the law of evil people. How can it be said to be for fame and reputation?"

Lingxiu shook her head and completely wiped out Ling'en's soul: "As long as you do things to subdue demons, you have the heart of a bodhisattva. Even if you have selfish desires, it can still be called Buddhism. Brother, you can't get out of it, it's because you are attached to the appearance." Ling'en didn't refute anything this time, and his emotions were very stable. He must have been convinced.

"Good, good, good!"

Lingxiu put her hands together and saw that the Yundou City formation was weird. The phantom in the Buddha Kingdom pointed a finger and crossed through many spaces, turning the blood curtain that covered the sky and the sun into nothingness and dissipated it.

Just as he took a step forward and prepared to talk about Buddhism with the evil demon, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

If you go there, you will definitely find relics!
"How strange! Could it be that a master from the Tongyou realm is involved?"

Lingxiu calculated and found no method, frowning slightly: "The devil is in front of us, and I will not show mercy if I don't surrender. I don't care if he is a master or not. I just need to be careful."

He took a step forward and was dozens of meters away. Golden light spread across the ground, and he passed by a man with red eyes.

Xiao He.

Lingxiu turned around and took a look: "You also like Buddhist treasures. I think you are a great scholar like me, so I will lend you a hand."

He pointed his finger and used the golden light of Buddhism to dispel the resentful whispers in Xiao He's ears. Seeing Xiao He turn around and rush towards Yundou City again, he shook his head slightly and waved his sleeves to send him away.

After entering Yundou City, Lingxiu realized how dangerous this place was. He inhaled a breath of poisonous blood, and his mouth instantly became dry, with a layer of black light covering his face.

poisonous!

He put his hands together and used the Buddha's light to dispel the resentment, but found that he could only dispel it but not eliminate it. He was shocked and walked more carefully.

This monk is obviously extremely powerful, but he is overly cautious.

……

Inside the City Lord’s Mansion, four figures were alternating, switching positions two to two from time to time.

Elder Jin hid in the poisonous fog. His golden robe moved without wind in the fog. The patterns of the five poisonous insects on the robe were lifelike and moved on the surface of the robe.

The insect nest was buzzing, and countless poisonous insects, snakes and ants swarmed out from the fog, densely packed and covering the sky. The black wave spread rapidly in all directions.

The poisonous snake spits out its tongue, the centipede crawls, the scorpion waves its poisonous tail, the spider weaves its web, the toad jumps...

Wherever the wave of poisonous insects passed, the grass and trees withered, the bricks and stones corroded, and even the air became turbid. The walls, floors, beams and pillars of the City Lord's Mansion were all affected. The entire City Lord's Mansion quickly collapsed under the erosion of the poisonous insects and turned into ruins.

As an orthodox member of the Five Poisons Sect who is in the God Transformation Stage, Elder Jin is proficient in the Five Poisons Art and is the best representative of the Five Poisons Sect among the five elders.

He put the laws of heaven and earth to his own use and, with the help of many rare treasures, refined two magical instruments for cultivating both body and soul. One was the Five Poisons Robe, and the other was the soul-capturing bell tied around his waist.

The former kills the body, the latter kills the soul, both offensive and defensive, with almost no flaws.

But when they saw the soul-catching bell ringing, Bai Shumo and Elder Shui both froze, their bodies unable to blend into the world, and they were surrounded by endless poisonous insects.

Bai Shumo held an ancient long sword in his hand. The sword body was faintly glowing with cold light, and the hilt was inlaid with a black gem.

The long sword swept away boundless sword energy, killing a large number of poisonous insects with one strike; the black gem emitted divine light, guarding the clarity of his soul and protecting him from being hurt by the soul-catching bell.

Elder Shui on the other side was not so lucky. His magic weapon was the wooden hairpin on his bun, which was good at attack but not enough for defense. He was chased by poisonous insects and had nowhere to stay. He was also entangled by Ana's dark-faced charm and Elder Jin's soul-capturing bell, and soon he was covered in wounds.

He regretted his decision again. If the compass was still there, he would not be in such a mess.

At this moment, Bai Shumo's figure flashed, and he used some unknown method to turn into a wisp of green smoke and appeared in front of Elder Jin. With black light protecting his body, he ignored the poisonous insects and soul-catching bells, and swung the sword in his hand fiercely.

The purple light is bright, and the purple energy is majestic.

The sword shines brightly and righteously, without any touch of evil or filth. There is no sword energy running wild, no strange phenomena, only a ray of purple air sweeping across the sky, instantly clearing away everything in front of it.

This sword of the great trend, the sword of righteousness, the sword of divine power, means that except me, there is no one else in the world!
The sword light came too fast, and Elder Jin had no time to react. He was dancing with his robe and singing with the bell in his hand, when he suddenly felt a blinding murderous intent rushing to his face. In horror, he actually broke free from Ana Heiyan's control.

late!

Before Elder Jin saw the sword light, he felt a pain between his eyebrows and a line of blood flowed from his neck. Then he slowly raised his hand to block the sword light, and his head rolled to the ground.

The headless body stood still, its arms and legs dancing, a cloud of poisonous insect mist emanating from its neck.

The next second, a giant centipede about ten meters long rushed out of Elder Jin's body, tearing through his flesh and skin, baring its fangs and claws, and attacking aimlessly.

This centipede is a poisonous insect that hosts Elder Jin's soul. It has many magical powers such as invulnerability to swords and guns, and the ability to spit fire and smoke. It can be considered a second life. However, its soul was wiped out by a sword, and the empty body lost its mind, only knowing to follow its instinct to destroy everything.

Bai Shumo succeeded with his sword, the green smoke dissipated, and when he appeared again, he fell back to the original place, as if he had not moved at all from beginning to end.

Elder Shui was secretly shocked by this scene. He usually only knew that the leader was mysterious and extraordinary, but he never thought that Elder Jin, who was as capable as him, would be killed by a sword when they met.

Ana Heiyan let out a light exclamation, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She recalled the powerful force of the sword just now, became alert, and thought of a way to defend herself.

Glancing at Bai Shumo again, he saw that his face was pale and his breathing was disordered. It was obvious that his soul had forcedly controlled his unique supernatural powers and suffered backlash. A sneer appeared at the corner of his lips, and a chill suddenly rose in his eyes.

She moved, and her white robe fluttered like clouds. The silver ornaments hidden under her waterfall-long hair suddenly flew out, turning into cold rays of light, crisscrossing and circling in the air, blocking the surrounding space.

Those silver ornaments were extremely delicate, drawing countless arcs in the air, as if they were woven into an invisible net, trapping Bai Shumo firmly inside it. Under the blockade of space, Bai Shumo's body was imprisoned, making it impossible for him to disappear and reappear strangely again.

Then, Ana Heiyan formed seals with her hands and moaned softly. Her beautiful body exuded a sweet fragrance that spread like mist, arousing the deepest desires in people's hearts.

In the reflection of the silver jewelry, countless enchanting figures dancing can be vaguely seen, some are cold and noble, while others are coquettish and charming.

It fell beside Bai Shumo and transformed into the image of the woman he loved most, corroding his mind with desire, causing him to fall into an endless illusion and sink completely.

"Devil's lust, this is the unique skill of the Demon King Palace!"

Elder Shui revealed the secret in one sentence, but he regretted it right after he said it. Seeing Ana looking at him with a dark face, he wanted to slap himself in the face.

You are the only one who knows, and you are the only one who talks too fast.

Bai Shumo has a magic sword to protect his body, which can barely resist the erosion of desire. He has lost his protective compass, so what can he use to fight against the secret method of Wang Mo Palace that directly attacks the soul.

At this moment, the destructive centipede emerged from the ground, carrying a passing Xiang Yuan on its head.

Ana Heiyan and Elder Shui were both shocked, and only then did they realize that there was another expert in the field.

This guy almost got himself into trouble! x2
Xiang Yuan: “…”

Well, I’m just a passerby. You guys continue fighting. I’ll go back right away.

(End of this chapter)

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