Under the twisted and weird black dead wood, a group of Buddhist masters sat together and surrounded it into a circle, surrounding the ancient Bodhi tree in the Lonely Garden in the past, that is, the one that Fan Wujie saw just now, crossed life and death, tolerated the demon and Buddha, and lodged in the demonic land, but stood in the past Bodhi holy tree in the Lonely Garden.

Life and death, withering and prosperity, demons and Buddhas, the past and present are all intertwined, half brilliant, as holiness as Buddhas, half as dying and twisting, as dead as demons, this extraordinary divine tree shines brightly, and a hazy shadow appears under the tree.

The shadow is vague, and only the Bodhisattva wearing a garland, four braids, three beads, a square chin on the head, sitting cross-legged on an octagonal lotus seat, with a golden flame pattern on his body, carrying infinite light. He was wearing a cassock in his hand, and naturally hung beside him. Although his face was blurry, he could feel the faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seems to contain some unattainable truth and all kinds of impermanence in the world.

"Under the Bodhi tree, there is a shadow of a Bodhisattva listening to the lecture!" The nameless old monk said in a secret shock: "If this place is really as the devil said, it was the tree of the past to the Lonely Garden, then which Buddha and Bodhisattva listened to the lecture here, leaving this immortal shadow? This Bodhisattva seemed to have heard the wonders of the Buddha preaching. He smiled, but imprinted the shadow of this moment under the Bodhi tree."

"Leave the shadow in the tree and give it to the lonely garden for countless disasters, and has not been erased by the demon ancestor's thoughts that echo here."

"This Bodhisattva's Taoist practice is very high... far beyond me!" The nameless old monk sighed, "I just don't know if this Bodhisattva has escaped the great disaster of only tree to the Lonely Garden?"

The nameless old monk heard the insults from behind the demonic Taoist people. The members of the Demon Sect were more energetic than the other, and their voices were very loud. The old monks in the past ten meters silently recited scriptures, and their bodies shone with subtle and pure Buddha light in the ten directions. With the range of sitting cross-legged as the center, the transparent and brightness of the space was illuminated.

But outside this circle of light about a hundred feet away, there is endless darkness. Countless ghosts are hidden in the darkness, and layers of dark figures are squirming and struggling, like dark ghosts.

The dark ghost creatures enveloped the entire demonic land, just like the black sea, and countless dark shadows were sea water. They were flowing, surging, filling, crowded together, isolated from the aperture.

"Bald donkey!" The voice of the Blood Demon Slaughter of Demon Lord came from the darkness. He had only one shadow in the darkness. He stood not far away and sneered: "Did you see it? The Buddhas lying here are all your family's Buddhas! The Buddha is so cruel, and after all, he is chasing with him here, but after hearing what the Demon Ancestor of the Killing Demons was told, he was silenced!"

An old monk with a hot temper twitched his eyebrows and the sound of chanting scriptures suddenly became louder.

His sea of ​​consciousness is now full of malice transmitted by the demon Taoist lord. Their ridicule, ridicule, and disdain are becoming more vivid and real with the blessing of the voice.

"I guess it's hard to say..." Master Wusheng said, "Take the corpses here and cremate them and burn them. They can burn at least 1,800 stones of relics! It's enough to get a portion of every Buddhist temple in the heavens and all worlds. This is a sacred object that can be worshipped! But that's the case, you bald donkeys are worth this trip!"

"More than that! When Shakyamuni was cremated, there seemed to be more than 84,000 relics counted. Now, there are one in the famous temples in the heavens, which is very productive! I think! So many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas here are famous masters in the scriptures, and they can't burn less than those of the non-famous Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the heavens! It is said that the Great Landau Temple has invented a method of cremation, which only requires adding glass, gold, silver, coral, amber, conch, agate, lead, tin and other auxiliary materials."

"The output can increase tenfold!" an old demon said sarcastically in a humble voice.

"Is this burning glass beads or relics?" Master Wusheng laughed and said, "Old Master of Corpse God, you are professional. Have you tried to develop a corpse of the relic Buddha?"

The old man from the corpse god who turned into an ancient tree said frankly: "According to my research, the important factor affecting the sintering of relics is the seven treasures embedded in the Buddhist gold body. The seven treasures contain many materials that can refine glaze and water essence. In the terms of alchemy, it is glass frit. Because it moistens the magic power and Buddha nature of the golden body, these are very good materials. In addition, it is refined with the Buddhist gold body as fuel, and it is easy to refine magical objects containing powerful remains and essences. This is the relics."

"Later, I colluded with the abbot of the Great Landau Temple to secretly adjust the ingredients for cremated gold body, and developed several elixir recipes suitable for crystallization and glazing. The main ingredients are golden body bones and reasonable formula ingredients, which greatly increases the yield rate of sintered relics. Moreover, the gloss and appearance are more beautiful, and the quality has not only not decreased, but has also increased!"

"The production of Grand Landau Temple has increased greatly, and it was even exported to other temples in the heavens... Unfortunately, he finally unloaded his donkey and plotted against me in a transaction... But I didn't suffer any loss. I took the opportunity to plot against him and stole a large amount of his gold-body inventory. I also obtained the method of corpse alchemy to expand the industry of our corpse driving sect."

"In the past, corpses could only be used to refine zombies. Now, they can not only refine corpses, but also relic relic elixirs and relic treasures, which enriched the efficiency of the utilization of the resources of the Demon Ancestor of the Styx, implemented the policies of the Demon Ancestor of the Demon Ancestor of the Demon Ability and the entrepreneurship of the Demon Ability. They were even commended by the Lord of the Demon Dao, and improved the ranking of our direct descendants of the Corpse Sect."

"Because the Taoist relics, magic relics, and martial arts relics made from the corpses of Xuanmen, casual cultivators, martial arts monks, and magic monks have no Buddhist brand effect, and because other monks do not have the tradition of burning relics." The old man of the Corpse God said proudly: "So in order to ship in large quantities and stabilize the market, with the help of the traditional brand effect, we also invented the technology of using other types of monks to burn Buddhist relics, burn copycat relics, and launch fake products. Although the high-end market is still monopolized by the Great Landau Temple, the seven-story mid- and low-end relics on the market are all goods from our corpse demon lineage!"

"Don't look at the Buddhist temples in the heavens, no matter how big or small, they all worship powerful relics and bones of seniors. In fact, what kind of thing is burned? If the Xuanmen monks were good... If the senior of our Demon Sect had known, he would have done all his evil deeds in his life. When he died, he could pretend to be a powerful Buddhist and be worshipped by others. He would definitely forgive us for stealing their tombs!"

"The most awesome is my successor, the corpse orphan! He creatively invented the technology of using monster corpses to refine relics. The monsters are all thick-body and resistant to burning cheap goods, which makes our cost break through a lower limit again. Now we are preparing to hit the lowest-end market! Buddhist believers are thousands of times more than monks, and it is a larger market! Using ultra-low-end relics to earn money from these people, on the one hand, they satisfy their beliefs, and on the other hand, they also open up another battlefield to compete with Buddhist resources!"

"The bald donkeys in Buddhism are so shameless! We are imitating Buddhist magic weapons, using Tantric shells to go public, selling relics, and specializing in the Buddhist market. At least we use products to exchange money... I don't know how nobler than them!"

"Next, we are going to borrow the shells of several traditional Buddhist temples to let a group of disciples turn to practice the way of demon Buddha, open a cheap door in the world, build temples run by disciples of demons, and build Buddhist types around these temples, sell faith souvenirs, offerings, gods and Buddhas, and Buddha treasures, and relics of Buddha's treasures, and magnify our Demon Sect's avenue!"

"Crazy!" Neatly and unanimous applause came from the darkness, and the old demons praised him: "The corpse is so beautiful..."

"The future is bright!"

"Old Corpse God is really my devil's Toshihiko. It's a pity to be a tree here!"

"If we control this demonic land, wouldn't our demonic path intervene in the high-end industry of relics?" Master Wusheng muttered.

Yuan Yu echoed: "Yes! It's a waste to let Da Lanta Temple eat this fattest piece of meat! Anyway, Buddhism doesn't eat meat, so it's better to give it to us. With this batch of ingredients, we can cook higher-end relic products! Wouldn't it be nice to sell it back to Buddhism?"

"So no powerful corpse here can be left for Buddhism!"

"I've come here, at least let them take a few of them home! Even if we don't give it to our fellow demons!" said the leader of the Blood Tu Sect.

"We also need to develop our own magic relics and blood relics in the sea of ​​blood... It seems that there are white bone relics on the other side of the bone demon, right?" Seeing the old demon in the bone nodding, then the leader of the Killing Cult encouraged him: "Then we need to develop our magic relic culture and spread our magic relic brand."

"Relics were first sacred objects burned by Buddhism, but they were addicted to the sacred halo of the relics tradition, dared not break the tradition, break superstition, and study how relics were made. This is the rigidity and ignorance of Buddhism. Under the teachings of the ancestor of the Styx and the ancestor of the killing demon, our demonic path focuses on innovation, encourages invention, dig into the roots when encountering things, have devout research, trace the roots, and trace the spirit of the demonic path! We have a high degree of curiosity and creativity..."

"I would like to criticize my fellow practitioners here... Relics are not a new thing, but a classic traditional thing. The Buddhist sect was deceived by itself, and our demon sect cannot see through this superstitious halo, and we didn't settle down to study it. Fortunately, an excellent leader of the Demon sect, the old man of the Corpse God, was born without fear of worldly vision, had breakthrough thinking, dared to innovate, boldly colluded with Buddhist holy lands, and even did not hesitate to study revolutionary technologies to strengthen the power of the Buddhist sect."

"This is the selfish spirit of our Demon Sect. I can take advantage of it, no matter how life or death his fellow disciples are!"

"During the period when the corpse-driving sect colluded with the Great Landata Temple, I don't know how many fellow demon sects were trapped by the sudden outbreak of relics production, and I don't know how many Buddhist monks jumped because of the help of relics... If you are in Buddhism, you are a traitor. But in my demon sect... My demon sect will not condemn the winners, we not only see the growth of the power of the Buddhist sect, but also see the infiltration of our demon values."

"The gains and losses in power are temporary. Only by implementing our selfish, profit-oriented and profit-oriented values ​​is the foundation for the eternal prosperity of the demon path... This is the path pointed out by our Sword's ancestor Styx!"

"Support the Demon Ancestor of the Styx and the values ​​of demonic path!" The Blood Demon Lord gave an impromptu speech, highly evaluating the actions of the Driving Corpse Sect that harmed others and was profit-oriented. At the moment, applause was like thunder. Fan Wujie complained about the strange three views of the Demon Lord, while secretly admiring that the Blood Demon Lord could serve as the commander-in-chief of the Demon Alliance with an inconspicuous body. As expected, he was still of a good level.

Not to mention anything else, this speech can grasp the theoretical core of the devil’s way!

"The core of the industrialization of relics is product specialization. The resources in the heavens and all realms are almost exhausted compared to the prehistoric times, which puts forward requirements for our utilization efficiency of spiritual resources. The most important one is theorization and specialization, which is the professionalization, professionalization and the dialectization of alchemy and weapon refining!"

"We need to summarize the alchemy and weapon refining methods that are more in line with the great way."

"The success of the old man named God of Corpse lies in breaking through the superstitious halo of relics, using the professional perspective of alchemy and refining tools to analyze the production of relics. This concept needs to be promoted... No resources are sacred. If you sacred resources, you will ignore the great way contained in it... For so many years in Buddhism, worshiping relics, hasn't anyone really thought about how to increase the production of relics?"

"Some Buddhist geniuses have an amazing efficiency in burning relics. Later, after the research of the old man of the Corpse God, the quality and quantity of the golden bodies cultivated by some Buddhist techniques are extremely high. He destroyed a small sect and grabbed the method of practicing the golden bodies to study them. It turned out that this method of practicing the golden bodies is not of high quality and combat power, but it is very suitable for the sintering of relics. So they deceived some geniuses to practice this method. Because the quality of the golden bodies is very low, they are often stuck at a certain step and cannot break through. In this way, they can cremate the monks after they are trapped and die, produce a large number of relics, and get rich once, and have a very deep accumulation of foundation!"

"But do you dare to publish the results they have developed? Do you dare to apply them on a large scale?"

"On the same time, framed our own people more viciously than our devil's way. The relics burned are all the flesh and blood crystals of our disciples. Our devil's sect just burns corpses, recycles, wastes, and expands the recycling of resources, which is conducive to the development of the universe and the ecological cultivation civilization. They burn their own people directly!"

"On the other hand, the application of technology is unpredictable and hypocritical to limit the use of these technologies, so it becomes more and more cruel in private, and becomes more and more hypocritical on the surface! Hypocritical!"

The Blood Demon Slaughter was very scattered and criticized the hypocrisy and shamelessness of Buddhism for several hours. A group of demon gangs turned these thoughts into ghosts and passed them into the Buddha's aperture where Buddhism brainwashed each other. The demonic path and the group voice merged into ghosts, turning their years into ghosts, and they also echoed in the dark tide. Gradually, Buddhism brainwashed each other and erased their thoughts.

Under the impact of the dark tide, a trace of flaw finally appeared in the Buddha's halo.

An old monk jumped up violently and turned around and cursed: "The devil's nonsense..."

In an instant, his voice disappeared. The two old monks sitting next to him suddenly felt that there was still a figure sitting in his position, but they were no longer chanting scriptures or talking, and they didn't even have a sound of breathing.

There was a shadow sitting in the old monk who stood up, but there was no trace of popularity on his body.

In the Buddha's aperture, there is an additional cold body.

A circle of people sing and chanting scriptures in Zen. When they get here, they are like encountering a black hole. The Buddha's light and Sanskrit sound have disappeared. There is a existence that does not speak or breathes, like a black hole, devouring all the light and Buddha nature.

An old monk sitting next to him chanting scriptures couldn't help but turn his head quietly and glanced at him quickly.

He saw a corpse demon, with corpse spots on the body, as if it had begun to decay. Blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, but a merciful smile on his face.

This is not the irritable old monk, this is a 'Buddha!'

The old monk suddenly understood something. He screamed in horror, letting out a miserable wail that was not like a human being, and then it stopped abruptly, as if he was halfway through the scream and was strangled by someone. His scream made more people look over there, and then there were miserable wails coming one after another in the circle of Buddha light.

The long howl from the mouth of the inexplicable creature, Fa Jing felt panicked in his heart. He knew that the devil kings of the Demon Way had completed the plan, and they finally brought some strangeness in the darkness to them. Even the lawless and even the demon kings who dared to unite the Holy Ghosts, seemed to be afraid of this ghost thing.

When it came in, the demons and his group stopped making a sound!

I was afraid of recalling the strange existence to them...

"My junior brothers, follow me to recite! Don't be distracted!" Master Fajing roared. Under his leadership, a group of Buddhist monks continued to sing scriptures loudly, regardless of everything around them. The Buddha light that shone brightly again seemed to suppress the strange existence, and gradually howling became lower and lower, less and less.

But it continues to happen...

Fajing suddenly lost the breath of a junior brother beside him, a silent horror enveloped among them. The nameless old monk beside Fajing had to speak: "Senior brother, this will not work! You are not afraid of life and death. For us, life and death have become as usual. We have been practicing Zen for tens of thousands of years. Can we still be unable to break this body of skin?"

"What you guys fear is the unknown in the darkness and the wavering of Buddhism."

"So to break this situation, you must see through the strange existence and be able to overcome the great horror... Please let me look back and see. You are confident that you can recite the name of this place and reveal its heels and feet, so that you will no longer be afraid!"

Fajing recalled the appearance of the nameless old monk. He was just a thin, ordinary old monk. He had no outstanding points along the way. Unexpectedly, when this inexplicable terror came, he could actually break the Zen principle of fear arising from ignorance and subdue the external demons...

Master Fajing put his palms together and sighed, "Faced with the strangeness in the darkness, I actually lost my inch. It's better to see clearly by my junior brother. I'm sorry, my junior brother! Good, good..."

Fajing said sadly: "The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform. Wipe it frequently and do not cause dust. The Sixth Patriarch's wisdom is so high that we can reach? Without the wisdom of the superiors, we should not be foolish! If we cannot have nothing in it, it is better to wipe the Zen mind all the time. Brother... Thank you for your enlightenment!"

The nameless old monk turned around and saw more than a dozen strange figures sitting in the Buddha's aperture.

Next to him, a six-toothed white elephant squatted aside. Its body was mottled. The decayed part was exposed on the skin that was originally as white as white jade. Some rotten wounds could be seen. A figure was sitting upright on the back of the white elephant. A lotus was living in his left arm, and Du Yu sat on the back of the white elephant, spreading his right hand and stretching out towards the ground...

Although the six-toothed white elephant was contaminated by death, the Dharma body of this Bodhisattva is still pure and unobstructed.

There are only one pair of eyes... hiding infinite demonic nature, it is great terror, great power, great solemnity, and great killing, great destruction, and great disaster, as if the endless void, and like the bottomless Guixu. The nameless old monk can still see the boundless sea of ​​blood in his eyes. These eyes illuminate the vast universe, and the past and future, but he cannot see himself.

"The... God of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva is dead!"

The old man Wuming suddenly realized everything. He looked back and saw that sitting in the Buddha's aperture there was a sacred lion hunched, a Tathagata with a light wheel above his head like a big sun, a Bodhisattva who listened to the strange beast beside him, and a Vajra who could eliminate all troubles...

The nameless old monk suddenly realized everything... This is the place of Fengshou. At that time, all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were contaminated by the devil's thoughts of the Styx, and had to cut off their bodies and cut off their bodies to return to purity, and not take away the ghosts created by the Demon Ancestor, and leave here in a pure body. Therefore, there are Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who is clearly alive and the corpses of all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

These are just their killings!

But all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas can return to purity, but the thoughts they leave behind will never be destroyed. It can be said that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who are left here are all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who are transformed into voices, and there is no essential difference between them and they are part of them. For this reason, all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas can only use the power of the World Honored One to seal the voices so that they will not be contaminated by voices.

Therefore, the voices here have all died, and although they are immortal, they have been forgotten.

But voice is thought. When the voices of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas died, how could there be no negative thoughts turned into voice ghosts and emitted? These voices of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are hidden in the darkness, which are the negative emotions of countless powerful people, and the fear, disgust, anger and destruction before death, representing the message of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas entering into death and the final evil thoughts.

These thoughts are hidden in the thoughts of the Styx, and they echo here secretly, forming an inexplicable strangeness.

It is the nemesis of all Buddhist monks, representing the destruction of all Buddhas and the devils of all Buddhas... The devil is thought, it is information, it is not a monster in essence... But the devil formed by evil thoughts and some extremely strange, tit-for-tat information is more terrifying than any strange and terrifying existence.

People can become demons... What's more, the ghost who gathers all the evil thoughts and demons in the hearts of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas?

Voices are purer than humans!

The nameless old monk was dragged into the darkness by the inexplicable strangeness. He did not resist, nor could he resist. Even if he was the Lotus Platform, Daluo, when he encountered such a terrible monster that specifically restrained him, he had no power to fight back. He finally calmly left a sentence: "This thing is the evil thoughts of all Buddhas. The way to escape from the life here is in the World Honored One..."

Before he could finish his words, he was dragged into the darkness.
Chapter completed!