Chapter 551
I Don't Go To Hell, Who Goes To Hell
Chapter 551 I Don't Go To Hell, Who Goes To Hell
The sudden change made everyone present dumbfounded. The expressions on the faces of those monks who were already distraught when they saw the head of their abbot being chopped off by me instantly froze.
"Host."
Finally someone yelled, and then looked towards me with red eyes.
"You demon."
People came to their senses one after another, and they all focused their cannibalistic gazes on me. Facing these gazes, I didn't care, and just fixed on the corpse of the host Bodhi over there.
I turned my head to look at the blood-feathered peacock behind me. The mixed-feathered chicken seemed to have not reacted to the fact that I escaped from the dead. After a few seconds, he ran to me in a foolish way, and then hiccupped. A mouthful of magic fire spewed out from his mouth.
Bodhi's corpse was wrapped in divine fire in an instant, and was quickly burned into a pair of dry bones. An extremely bright relic appeared, emitting bursts of Buddha's light.
I grabbed the relic with one hand, and the relic was shot towards my hand. Seeing this, a monk rushed towards me desperately, trying to snatch the relic in my hand. With a sweep of the Zhenmo ruler, the monks who rushed up were cut in half.
Seeing this, the rest of the monks who were eager to try were all dumbfounded. In fact, no matter how high their understanding is before facing death, it is nonsense. In the end, none of these monks dared to rush to my side, and they were even afraid to look at me. I could only kneel on the ground and cry loudly.
In the past month, dozens of eminent monks have died in my hands. Besides, I have also killed hundreds of monks who are idle, but I don’t feel the slightest disturbance in my heart for what I have done. , their death seems to me a matter of course.
I ignored those monks, turned around and walked into the ruins, and then raised my hands, a powerful Dao Qi enveloped the entire ruins, and then six relics wrapped in Buddha's light rose from the ruins, slowly floating in the void.
With a sudden grab with both hands, I grabbed six relics into my palm in an instant. Including the one just now, I got a total of seven relics in this Bodhi Temple. Including the previous relics, I was short of thirteen relics. Then 72 relics can be gathered together to refine the Buddha's wrath fire lotus.
After the battle, the entire Bodhi Temple wailed, and the martial arts square was also bloody. The long knife in Jian Wu's hand smashed the defense of the eighteen bronze men, beheading them all on the square.
Xiao Hei once again turned into a 20-meter-long black snake. Several of us jumped on Xiao Hei's back and rushed towards Kumbum Monastery.
Kumbum Monastery in Qinghai was founded in the tenth year of Hongwu in Ming Dynasty.It is named after the Great Silver Pagoda built in the Dajinwa Temple to commemorate the founder of the Yellow Sect, Tsongkhapa. It is called "Gunben Xianbalin" in Tibetan, which means "the Maitreya Temple with a hundred thousand lions roaring Buddha statues". It is located in Xining City, Qinghai Province Rushaer Town, the capital of Huangzhong County.
As before, the few of us landed directly from the air and came to the gate of Kumbum Monastery, but this time, we did not enter the temple, because we had just arrived, and there were several figures waiting at the gate of the temple.
The leader is none other than the Jiujie monk who had some intersection with us before.
At that time, on the way to Fengdao, we had saved the life of Monk Jiujie, and then went all the way to Fengdao. Monk Jiujie also gave us some help. Therefore, although we are not friends with him, we still have some friends. friendship.
However, after being enchanted, I don't have any feelings for Monk Jiujie. On the contrary, Jian Wu was slightly taken aback after seeing him, and then greeted him.
In addition to Monk Jiujie, behind him, there are three loudspeakers in sackcloth. They face righteousness, and they look neither humble nor overbearing when facing me, the devil who has turned the entire Buddhist sect upside down.
And one of the speakers was holding a wooden brocade box in his hand, which should contain relics, because at this time the relics on my body had already produced a strong induction.
Sensing the existence of the relic, my magic suddenly surged into my brain, and I was about to step forward to snatch it with the magic ruler in hand.
The three trumpets retreated quickly, while Monk Jiujie stood in front of me with a vigorous step: "Wu Dao, you really don't know me anymore?"
I froze for a moment, stopped my steps, and then used my blood-red eyes to look back and forth at Monk Jiujie, which was a little familiar, but so what?
"Go away."
I let out a low growl, and the magic-suppressing ruler in my hand already emitted a black-gold light.
"Wu Dao, your demonic nature is deeply rooted in your bones. If you persist in your obsession, you will become a demon slave and you will never be reborn forever."
"Those who stand in my way, Tu!"
As soon as the words fell, I stabbed towards Monk Jiujie with a foot without hesitation. The other party hurriedly stretched out his hands, with golden Buddha light blooming in his hands, blocking my foot forcefully, but although he gave me this foot He blocked it, but still took a few steps back, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned pale.
The two trumpets behind hurriedly supported Monk Jiujie, and then they looked at me angrily, and were about to make a move.
Monk Jiujie blocked the speakers next to him and shook his head at them.
Those speakers seemed to listen to the words of Monk Jiujie very much, and then stopped their movements. The three of them sat cross-legged in front of the gate of Kumbum Monastery, and began to chant special scriptures in Tibetan Buddhism.
The moment the scriptures sounded, I suddenly felt that my brain was about to burst, and then I went crazy and strode towards Monk Jiujie.
"Wu Dao, you have been to the Potala Palace in Tibet before, and a massacre was carried out there. This Kumbum Monastery also belongs to Tibetan Buddhism. I was originally a monk in the Great Buddha Temple, but later I came to Kumbum Monastery because of the exchange of Buddhism. Lord Tal, it has been more than [-] years, you and I have a certain relationship, now if I can use Tibetan Buddhist scriptures to persuade you to go astray, it would be the best, if not, my Buddha relic is here, I hope you will not burn the magic fire into it. This is the last piece of pure land of Buddhism."
After saying this, Monk Jiujie also sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to read the scriptures in his mouth. Countless golden runes spewed out from Monk Jiujie and these trumpets, and then intertwined into countless Buddhist scriptures and rushed to me. side.
In an instant, the golden scriptures surrounded me, and I clutched my head with a splitting headache, while those scriptures kept drilling into my body.
Seeing me in such pain, Xiao Hei behind him rushed to help me, but was stopped by Jian Wu.
Xiao Hei was a little puzzled, but Jian Wu said, "Master is too deeply possessed by demons now. This Buddhist scripture may be able to clear away some demonic obstacles for him. This is not necessarily a bad thing for Master."
Xiao Hei nodded thoughtfully, and finally chose to step aside.
And at this time, with more and more golden scriptures pouring into my body, for a moment, a sliver of self-consciousness appeared in my brain, as if there was a breeze blowing the Buddha from the depths of my soul. And pass.
At the same time, the curse spirit roared angrily in my mind: "Wu Dao, drive them away, drive them out quickly."
This sound was extremely magical, and in an instant, the magic-suppressing ruler in my hand glowed with black-gold light again, and the black-gold runes jumped out from the surface of the magic-suppressing ruler, and then covered my whole body.
The two kinds of scriptures seemed to be in a fierce battle around my body. They were evenly matched at first, but as time went by, the black gold runes steadily gained the upper hand. In the end, the black gold runes overwhelmed those golden scriptures. All were broken up, and then the black gold runes penetrated into my body.
The original feeling of the breeze blowing on my face disappeared without a trace, and my brain was once again occupied by magic. I roared, and my whole body was filled with black and golden light. How many people are there.
The runes chanted from their mouths collided with the energy I cut out, and they were smashed into pieces instantly. Monk Jiujie and the others leaned back one after another, and all fell to the ground, spitting blood.
Holding the Zhenmo ruler, my eyes were bloodshot, and I walked towards Monk Jiujie and the others step by step.
Seeing this, the few of them forced themselves to get up from the ground, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, only to see Monk Jiujie sighing bitterly, and said: "It seems that we still can't pull you back from the devil's way, If that’s the case, let’s just let it go.”
"Wu Dao, I hope you can agree to my request and don't bring the magic fire into the last pure land of the Buddhist sect." After saying this, Monk Jiujie and the three trumpets behind him all showed a sense of righteousness. Afterwards, they put their hands together and recited the scriptures again.
Buddha said: "I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."
(End of this chapter)
The sudden change made everyone present dumbfounded. The expressions on the faces of those monks who were already distraught when they saw the head of their abbot being chopped off by me instantly froze.
"Host."
Finally someone yelled, and then looked towards me with red eyes.
"You demon."
People came to their senses one after another, and they all focused their cannibalistic gazes on me. Facing these gazes, I didn't care, and just fixed on the corpse of the host Bodhi over there.
I turned my head to look at the blood-feathered peacock behind me. The mixed-feathered chicken seemed to have not reacted to the fact that I escaped from the dead. After a few seconds, he ran to me in a foolish way, and then hiccupped. A mouthful of magic fire spewed out from his mouth.
Bodhi's corpse was wrapped in divine fire in an instant, and was quickly burned into a pair of dry bones. An extremely bright relic appeared, emitting bursts of Buddha's light.
I grabbed the relic with one hand, and the relic was shot towards my hand. Seeing this, a monk rushed towards me desperately, trying to snatch the relic in my hand. With a sweep of the Zhenmo ruler, the monks who rushed up were cut in half.
Seeing this, the rest of the monks who were eager to try were all dumbfounded. In fact, no matter how high their understanding is before facing death, it is nonsense. In the end, none of these monks dared to rush to my side, and they were even afraid to look at me. I could only kneel on the ground and cry loudly.
In the past month, dozens of eminent monks have died in my hands. Besides, I have also killed hundreds of monks who are idle, but I don’t feel the slightest disturbance in my heart for what I have done. , their death seems to me a matter of course.
I ignored those monks, turned around and walked into the ruins, and then raised my hands, a powerful Dao Qi enveloped the entire ruins, and then six relics wrapped in Buddha's light rose from the ruins, slowly floating in the void.
With a sudden grab with both hands, I grabbed six relics into my palm in an instant. Including the one just now, I got a total of seven relics in this Bodhi Temple. Including the previous relics, I was short of thirteen relics. Then 72 relics can be gathered together to refine the Buddha's wrath fire lotus.
After the battle, the entire Bodhi Temple wailed, and the martial arts square was also bloody. The long knife in Jian Wu's hand smashed the defense of the eighteen bronze men, beheading them all on the square.
Xiao Hei once again turned into a 20-meter-long black snake. Several of us jumped on Xiao Hei's back and rushed towards Kumbum Monastery.
Kumbum Monastery in Qinghai was founded in the tenth year of Hongwu in Ming Dynasty.It is named after the Great Silver Pagoda built in the Dajinwa Temple to commemorate the founder of the Yellow Sect, Tsongkhapa. It is called "Gunben Xianbalin" in Tibetan, which means "the Maitreya Temple with a hundred thousand lions roaring Buddha statues". It is located in Xining City, Qinghai Province Rushaer Town, the capital of Huangzhong County.
As before, the few of us landed directly from the air and came to the gate of Kumbum Monastery, but this time, we did not enter the temple, because we had just arrived, and there were several figures waiting at the gate of the temple.
The leader is none other than the Jiujie monk who had some intersection with us before.
At that time, on the way to Fengdao, we had saved the life of Monk Jiujie, and then went all the way to Fengdao. Monk Jiujie also gave us some help. Therefore, although we are not friends with him, we still have some friends. friendship.
However, after being enchanted, I don't have any feelings for Monk Jiujie. On the contrary, Jian Wu was slightly taken aback after seeing him, and then greeted him.
In addition to Monk Jiujie, behind him, there are three loudspeakers in sackcloth. They face righteousness, and they look neither humble nor overbearing when facing me, the devil who has turned the entire Buddhist sect upside down.
And one of the speakers was holding a wooden brocade box in his hand, which should contain relics, because at this time the relics on my body had already produced a strong induction.
Sensing the existence of the relic, my magic suddenly surged into my brain, and I was about to step forward to snatch it with the magic ruler in hand.
The three trumpets retreated quickly, while Monk Jiujie stood in front of me with a vigorous step: "Wu Dao, you really don't know me anymore?"
I froze for a moment, stopped my steps, and then used my blood-red eyes to look back and forth at Monk Jiujie, which was a little familiar, but so what?
"Go away."
I let out a low growl, and the magic-suppressing ruler in my hand already emitted a black-gold light.
"Wu Dao, your demonic nature is deeply rooted in your bones. If you persist in your obsession, you will become a demon slave and you will never be reborn forever."
"Those who stand in my way, Tu!"
As soon as the words fell, I stabbed towards Monk Jiujie with a foot without hesitation. The other party hurriedly stretched out his hands, with golden Buddha light blooming in his hands, blocking my foot forcefully, but although he gave me this foot He blocked it, but still took a few steps back, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned pale.
The two trumpets behind hurriedly supported Monk Jiujie, and then they looked at me angrily, and were about to make a move.
Monk Jiujie blocked the speakers next to him and shook his head at them.
Those speakers seemed to listen to the words of Monk Jiujie very much, and then stopped their movements. The three of them sat cross-legged in front of the gate of Kumbum Monastery, and began to chant special scriptures in Tibetan Buddhism.
The moment the scriptures sounded, I suddenly felt that my brain was about to burst, and then I went crazy and strode towards Monk Jiujie.
"Wu Dao, you have been to the Potala Palace in Tibet before, and a massacre was carried out there. This Kumbum Monastery also belongs to Tibetan Buddhism. I was originally a monk in the Great Buddha Temple, but later I came to Kumbum Monastery because of the exchange of Buddhism. Lord Tal, it has been more than [-] years, you and I have a certain relationship, now if I can use Tibetan Buddhist scriptures to persuade you to go astray, it would be the best, if not, my Buddha relic is here, I hope you will not burn the magic fire into it. This is the last piece of pure land of Buddhism."
After saying this, Monk Jiujie also sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to read the scriptures in his mouth. Countless golden runes spewed out from Monk Jiujie and these trumpets, and then intertwined into countless Buddhist scriptures and rushed to me. side.
In an instant, the golden scriptures surrounded me, and I clutched my head with a splitting headache, while those scriptures kept drilling into my body.
Seeing me in such pain, Xiao Hei behind him rushed to help me, but was stopped by Jian Wu.
Xiao Hei was a little puzzled, but Jian Wu said, "Master is too deeply possessed by demons now. This Buddhist scripture may be able to clear away some demonic obstacles for him. This is not necessarily a bad thing for Master."
Xiao Hei nodded thoughtfully, and finally chose to step aside.
And at this time, with more and more golden scriptures pouring into my body, for a moment, a sliver of self-consciousness appeared in my brain, as if there was a breeze blowing the Buddha from the depths of my soul. And pass.
At the same time, the curse spirit roared angrily in my mind: "Wu Dao, drive them away, drive them out quickly."
This sound was extremely magical, and in an instant, the magic-suppressing ruler in my hand glowed with black-gold light again, and the black-gold runes jumped out from the surface of the magic-suppressing ruler, and then covered my whole body.
The two kinds of scriptures seemed to be in a fierce battle around my body. They were evenly matched at first, but as time went by, the black gold runes steadily gained the upper hand. In the end, the black gold runes overwhelmed those golden scriptures. All were broken up, and then the black gold runes penetrated into my body.
The original feeling of the breeze blowing on my face disappeared without a trace, and my brain was once again occupied by magic. I roared, and my whole body was filled with black and golden light. How many people are there.
The runes chanted from their mouths collided with the energy I cut out, and they were smashed into pieces instantly. Monk Jiujie and the others leaned back one after another, and all fell to the ground, spitting blood.
Holding the Zhenmo ruler, my eyes were bloodshot, and I walked towards Monk Jiujie and the others step by step.
Seeing this, the few of them forced themselves to get up from the ground, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, only to see Monk Jiujie sighing bitterly, and said: "It seems that we still can't pull you back from the devil's way, If that’s the case, let’s just let it go.”
"Wu Dao, I hope you can agree to my request and don't bring the magic fire into the last pure land of the Buddhist sect." After saying this, Monk Jiujie and the three trumpets behind him all showed a sense of righteousness. Afterwards, they put their hands together and recited the scriptures again.
Buddha said: "I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."
(End of this chapter)