The bamboo rain falls colorfully, and the ink ink dyes the sky. This scene is like a poem and painting, coupled with this "Guangling San", is full of murderous aura.

The falling bamboo rain has strong kinetic energy, and each one is comparable to a bullet of a sniper rifle.

The bamboo rain fell and penetrated straight through the Buddha's clay body, and did not repair it by itself, as if there was anything above the ink bamboo that could make him heal.

"Why, why can't my incense power be used? Repair my Buddha body quickly!"

Master Baihua Xuan activated the incense vows he collected.

After so many years, how could it be that the effort was just for this moment?

However, this time the incense vow power seemed to be unobedient, and did not fill it or repair it...

Why?

ah...

etc.

The ancient memories recalled from the distant past, and he remembered the existences that have existed since time immemorial.

They are ancient and they are ruthless.

They entrust the gods and they build order.

They brought supernatural powers and magic... They also brought... disasters.

"you..."

"Impossible, it's impossible it's you!"

"Why can ancient immortals like you still exist in the world? You celestial immortals shouldn't have disappeared, right?"

"You have brought us the method of practice and disasters to us..."

"Our compatriots were ruthlessly banned by you guys who were lofty..."

Without the leisure that was unmoved just now, there is only one kind of emotion from the original - fear.

The huge Buddha statue began to lean back, and his clay body was penetrated and worn by the ink-colored bamboo. This Vajra Buddha body, which is extremely difficult for mortals, is vulnerable to the sharpness of the ink bamboo.

....

"It can't be you..."

“No longer exists…”

"You...ancient existence..."

"You brought it to the world..."

"We...a guys who are high above..."

The sound was intermittent, covered by fog, and the sound could not be heard.

Whether it was Baihe, Ichimako, or Qingling, they all stared at the battlefield in the sky.

The first thing that came to his mind was Baihe. The so-called gods and fairies were suffering from fighting against each other. He had already let his teammates retreat. No matter what the person here was, this posture alone would not dare to underestimate it.

"What did he say? Meaning?"

Baihe stared at Qing Ling and Yi Zhenzi. These two Taoist practitioners who were not young and had many experiences were also shocked.

On the other side, Ling Xuzi came over, looked up at the sky and said with a complicated expression: "He is the master who helps us conquer the evil spirits."

"It's him?"

Ichimako said in surprise.

Ling Xuzi nodded: "It's him. No matter how confused I am, I will never forget his appearance. He said that he would ban the evil ghost for five hundred years, and then let her out in five hundred years."

"It takes five hundred years to open your mouth... Can people live that long?"

Bai He looked at several Taoist practitioners in shock.

Qing Ling said after a moment of silence.

"This monster is more than five hundred years old."

"But that... it seems like a human being, what kind of person can live for five hundred years?"

Of course, Baihe knew that compared to human practitioners, the life span of this monster was longer than that.

"Can a practitioner live for five hundred years..."

Ichimako said with a complicated look on her face.

"Immortal, that's fine."

"Immortal...I didn't expect that there were really immortals in the world. We thought that the way to become an immortal was cut off." Qing Ling remembered the last time when the paper bird was in court. At that time, he was a little lucky. He didn't expect that when he saw him now, it might be that the immortals might really be coming to the world.

At this moment, Ichimako, who had pondered for a while, said on the other side.

"Qing Ling, are you so confused?"

"I'm always confused... by the way."

Qing Ling suddenly realized and said.

"By the way to become an immortal is broken, that does not mean that the immortals did not exist in the past. He is...an ancient immortal."

...

The sound of the piano turns into magic power.

Mo Zhu responds to the magic power and becomes full of murderous aura under the murderous rhythm of "Guangling San". The sharp mo bamboo grows from mid-air, and large pieces fall from the sky.

The ink bamboo was like a flying sword, flying and slashing, and the surface of the Buddha's gilded mud body began to fall, and the pieces of mud body peeled off were exposed.

Not only was there a mud inside, but it was also filled with rotten flesh and blood. The faint fragrance unique to the Buddhist temple that originally floated in the air turned into a disgusting smell as the exposed flesh and blood.

Li Wei said lightly.

"It can be said that there is a golden jade outside, and it is a scalp inside. Your golden Buddha only has the appearance of the Buddha, and even the mud inside is not a mud, it is just a detestable thing filled with rotten flesh and blood."

The golden body was defeated, and Master Baihua let out a low roar of unwillingness, and his thousand-year cultivation failed.

The gilded mud body collapsed, the flesh and blood on it broke out, and a huge centipede that was a hundred meters long emerged from the inside.

The monks in the temple all returned to Master Baihua Xuan.

Baihe looked at the scene before him.

"It turns out that these monks are all centipede feet..."

The huge centipede penetrated from the ground into the sky, vowing to pull the zither-playing immortal sitting high above the clouds down to the mortal world.

Even if you die, you can't make these high-ranking guys have a good time...

You, sitting high above the sky, never knowing the sufferings of the world, never knowing the injustice of the world, and not knowing the injustice of life.

The sufferings in the world all originate from you.

You are the source of suffering in the world.

The hideous centipede roared.

"...You are above you... don't know the sufferings of the world..."

Then, the centipede's face changed to the Buddha's face.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, and attain supreme purity and freedom."

The centipede's face began to change and alternate, and for the moment it was the centipede's head, and for the Buddha's head.

Telling different words, sometimes tyrannical and sometimes purity.

For a moment, He wanted to fly into the sky to tear Li Wei down, and for another moment, he wanted to let go of the butcher knife and put down the obsession in his heart.

It can be seen that the centipede's face was trying hard to reject the Buddha's head, but the Buddha's head could not be expelled.

For so many years, this bloodthirsty centipede monster was soaked in Buddhist incense and clay fetus. It had both a demonic heart and a Buddha heart. Half compassion and half a monster.

The demon heart is the heart, and the Buddha heart is the heart of incense.

The centipede in front of me fully educated Li Wei about something. What would it turn out to be like if you eat too much incense and wishes...

It's hard to maintain even oneself.

Li Wei thought that if He could really survive this calamity and achieve Buddhahood, his past demonic sins would be wiped out, and his demonic heart would also become Buddhahood. Just as recorded in mythological stories, he put down his butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately.

"The sins of the past are so easy to cleanse. If you want to transform into a Buddha body in one fell swoop, you can cleanse the sins of the past. What you think is too beautiful."

At this time, Li Wei gently stroked the guqin, and the rhythm turned into "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix".

A piece of rice paper spread out, and the ink chicken flew out.

The sound of a hundred birds paying phoenixes was heard, and hundreds of birds flew from the sky to greet them. These birds were just forced away by the centipede's demonic aura, and now they are coming because of a hundred birds paying phoenixes.

The ink chicken fell down and turned into a phoenix shape, with hundreds of birds following behind him.

This made Ichimako and Qingling look dazed.

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