Museum of Demons

"Ksitigarbha... Ksitigarbha..."

Because of the reversal when she was deprived of the power of life and death, she has turned from the original white-haired old man into a middle-aged man with rather fierce brows. After murmuring a few times, she suddenly felt extremely painful, her hands covered her head, and the pain was low. Roar.

"No, no!

"I'm not, no, I'm..."

In the end, he couldn't remember who he was, he just screamed in agony, sad and angry, full of unwillingness: "Who am I?!" "Who am I?!"

Yuanjue looked back at the man whose true spirit was pierced by the domineering Buddha's sword of light. When he checked his body for problems, he saw that his foundation was smashed to pieces, and it seemed that before that, Experienced an extremely long and extremely terrifying captivity. The mental torture was directly penetrated into the true spirit. In addition, it seems that even the cultivation base has disappeared. After several additions, it was reduced to such an end. Yuanjue frowned. It was almost like being beaten so hard that he lost his memory. He held the Zen staff inherited from Xuanzang in his right hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and there seemed to be murderous intent looming. The old man beside him suddenly wiped his hand, lowered his voice, and said, "Hey, hey, little monk. What are you going to do?!" "With such a heavy evil spirit, are you going to kill now?"

The old man once read Wei Yuan's surface memory. It involves all kinds of knowledge, pictures, and attempts in the mortal world. for some reason. Among them, the three teachings of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are particularly abundant. Understand the historical weight of the two words [Ksitigarbha]. He lowered his voice and said: "Sakyamuni will definitely go back to the past, back to his own era, and in the Buddhist scriptures, King Ksitigarbha was originally his disciple, and Sakyamuni will write this in the scriptures left in the past. A little that, she may really be the Ksitigarbha in the "Ksitigarbha Primordial Sutra" you read." "You, calm down." The monk lowered his eyes and replied plainly, "How about Ksitigarbha?"

"The evil spirit of his body is strong and powerful."

"Not good."

Emperor Hu said: "Yes, but she is the King of Earth Store."

The monk raised his chest with one hand and said, "Buddhist can overcome obsessions and delusions, how can they be suppressed by the name of the mere name? The evil spirit is everywhere, and the blood is rich. If the Buddha is like this, the great virtue is like this, then the gods and Buddhas in the sky can't be killed. All Buddhas together should go to the Avici Hell!" "What poor monks cultivate is the doctrine of Buddhism, not the land of Buddha.

"Zen has an epiphany, and only consciousness is gradually cultivated, but there is no such thing as a Buddhist method to bow down to the Buddha."2

"Ksitigarbha's **** is not empty, he vows not to become a Buddha, and he should not be in the human world."

"The poor monk sent him to Avici Hell."

The great monk has been in the museum for a long time. I don't know if he has been infected with the habit of a certain head iron museum owner. Raise all the real spirits, and finally put the ashes together in the museum to suffocate."

The corner of Emperor Hu's mouth twitched, and he said, "What kind of thing can calm Chi." Yuanjue pondered. In front of me, I thought about the configuration of the old museum street. Recall the configuration of Yuanshi Tianzun and the second generation of Kunlun West King.

Wan you second uncle. Yuanjue took a step forward, and the Zen stick in his right hand was wrapped in the terrifying force of the majestic and unparalleled smashing mountains and mountains, and it crashed down, the air waves swept across, and even the thick clouds and mists above the sky were divided into two, and it fell very hard. On top of the man's head, a precise headshot came. boom! 2 The terrifying gas explosion cloud swept across.

The monk's sleeve robe was pulled straight. Losing his cultivation, only the man with a hard body remained silent and fell down. Die to the Buddha! Yuanjue took back the meditation stick, and stood upright with one hand in front of his chest, his expression was calm and his face did not change: "Amitabha.

"A bit noisy

"The poor monk asked him to be quieter." Emperor Hu was stunned. What the hell, it's noisy?

Damn it, this monk, **** it, are you trying to keep him from making noise for the rest of his life?

Dead people don't make noise.

You haven't concealed your murderous intention at all.

Yuanjue glanced at Sakyamuni, and said expressionlessly: "The agreement between the poor monk and you will not change, it will see whether this person can be saved and whether he can atone for his sins, I will witness it with my own eyes, and if not, Sakyamuni, you Get rid of him yourself.

Shakyamuni followed the method of fullness and enlightenment, clasping his hands together: "At that time, the disciples will send him to see the Buddha."

The corners of Emperor Hu's mouth twitched: "Aren't you?"

Sakyamuni's face did not change his expression: "I am the Lord of Nanwu, the Infinite Light, Holy Light, Auspicious King Tathagata."

"Buddha?"

"Who is that, I don't know.

The young man blinked his eyes innocently.

"Speaking of which, the two of you and I learned the Fa.

"To be honest, you two are the Buddha.

"Slip your tongue and keep your mouth shut for three days."

Yuanjue was flat, holding a Zen staff in one hand.

Holding the unconscious man's right ankle with one hand, he walked forward without changing his face, dragging the man's face and body to the ground, pulling out large tracts of traces and bloodstains, just like pulling the man who was about to go to the grill. Like pigs.

With a bang, he directly knocked on the stone, and the sword mark between his eyebrows gushed out blood again.

Shakyamuni shook his head. I mumbled in my heart, shut up when I shut up, and if it's a big deal, I will let my disciples shut up too! The boy is still a little boyish, thinking happily in his heart. Shut up for three days. Let later disciples practice closed mantra for thirty days.

three months. Three years! And the old man just smiled bitterly.

"Yuanshi Tianzun!" "Yuanshi Tianzun!"

"Yuanshi Tianzun!"

The mysterious status of the turbid world is completely outside the area of ​​the sea of ​​chaos in the Qing world. The elegant man has left the place where the great master is, and the latter has to solve the troubles of the heaven, or, in other words, the "legacy" of the heaven, the emperor of heaven The tyrannical and incompetent, the Great Venerable of the Turbid World admires him.

However, Da Zun was not completely crushed by it. The elegant man exhaled turbid air, with a gloomy face, and walked away with a flick of his sleeves. "Where are you going, cook?

A man leaning on a big gun came from behind and asked with a smile.

The elegant and turbid world Fuxi raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said coldly: "Go and find the earth, she is in charge of the cycle of life and death, it is not so easy to die, then everything will naturally come to light!"

"What if someone stops you?"

The elegant man flicked his sleeves, the thunder ran, and the wind and fire chirped.

The sky and the earth were deeply pressed down, and the momentum was icy and majestic.

"Kill it all!"

The man with the spear clapped and praised: "Good spirit, good momentum, powerful, powerful."

Then he immediately added: "How about make me a meal before leaving?"

"The best cook in the turbulent world, you have to give me a flowing water banquet for saving your life."

Zhuo Shi Fuxi turned around and left. The man behind was chattering.

"Hey hey hey, don't go, why don't we have a feast?"

"If it doesn't work, it's fine if you can't make a bowl of braised noodles."

"Hey! Hey!" "Cook?!" "Cook?"

Lei ran 30,000 miles.

Very smashed!

The elegant man turned around and said angrily, "Don't call me this, cook!"

How in the world could there be a strong man who is called happy by the cook? !

Yuanshi Tianzun!

scheming and thoughtful!

you fucking! count me! !

The Great Wilderness, the Territory of the South China Sea.

Wei Yuan spit out a turbid breath and said, "Then, the evolution of Zhuo Fuxi's celestial secrets, although my cause and effect can be partially guarded against, but the other party's realm and foundation are higher than mine, and the time in this realm is far more than mine. long.

"Emperor Wa will leave it to you."

Fuxi patted his chest: "Don't worry, don't worry!"

"who I am?!"

"I'm Awa's brother, you have to believe me!"

Then he saw Wei Yuan hand the girl over to the dragon girl in blue shirt next to him, and saw the dragon girl in blue shirt smiling.

Wei Yuan added another sentence: "Emperor Wa will leave it to you, Xian."

"Beware of snake scum."

"Definitely!" "Okay."

The dragon girl offered her forehead in response.

Fuxi's face was stiff, and he comforted himself immediately. It's okay, Master Shi can see Awa. It's not a loss, it's not a loss, is it a loss? Not bad either.

Wei Yuan swept away his sleeves and created a special space with mysterious Taoism. He tried to connect with the 36-day Taiqing realm in the human world.

- After all, the Heavenly Court Talisman system has already been constructed in the North Sea, East China Sea, and West China Sea.

This short-term traction in the South China Sea is enough to do it.

Let Fuxi help maintain the secret, and then he himself created a truly safe world that cut off the secret of karma, and then swept away his sleeves to let the real souls appear, and then he held the black and turbid world flag with his right hand. Be prepared for possible attacks. The fragments of the clear air of the sky are broken and it will take a long time to recover.

After everything was prepared, he pointed out that the true spirit of the warrior of the Three Heads Kingdom appeared in front of him. The latter looked blank, with a look of exhaustion on his face. The Taoist law holds his soul, not to let what happens later affect him.

Just now, he pointed to the cause and effect, and pointed it between his eyebrows.

So the light spreads.

"Have you been quiet?"

"What did you see in that so-called sealed land?"

Dao Jin took the time to ask.

The face of the three-headed country warrior Zhenling showed pain, and then, the eyebrows changed, and the turbid air rose into the sky. Wei Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was already prepared. , so that the space seems to be stagnant, and the cause and effect are stagnant. Another mighty will was drawn by the situation of this warrior.

Hot and domineering. Shot hard.

Wei Yuan's expression did not change, UU reading www.uukanshu.com swept his sleeves and robes, covering the true spirit of the three-headed country warrior with one move, clenched his right fist and smashed it horizontally, the two fists clashed, the Taoist only felt that the right fist was scorching hot The stinging pain felt extremely intense, the pupils contracted, and he lowered his head, seeing that the causal lines had a tendency to be scorched and melted.

"This is!"

A phantom appeared in the space enclosed by Wei Yuan.

The temperature is crazy high.

Dressed in red, with a handsome face but with a hint of steadfastness, he was stunned just now, his eyes widened, and there was a hint of doubt, and he said, "You are... the way to heal my wife and children back then. long?!"

"You, why are you here?!"

Wei Yuan looked at the hot and domineering man and let out a sigh of relief.

Things are really troublesome...

"God of fire, Zhu Rong.