Nightfall

Chen Pipi looks just like a lovely young fat man who is harmless to human animals, but in fact he is a very remarkable person, so when he decides to do something, there is something that can make him lose his mind for a moment, then this It must be a remarkable thing.

When the wide academic uniform on his body fluttered without the wind, and when he lifted his right arm to point away, the thin and thin monk who was silently guarding the middle-aged monk appeared before his fingers. The face as if sculpted from stainless steel was indifferent.

Chen Pipi's cultivation level is extremely high, and the monk could react faster than him. It can only show that the other party has been prepared for a long time, knowing that the middle-aged monk will use his blood to feed the Buddha so compassionate and cruel. Buddhist sect skills, even if the middle-aged monks did not find Ning Que enchanted, Chang'an also made plans to abolish Ning Que directly by means of demon.

However, even if the thin and thin monk was prepared early, the reaction was extremely extreme, and appeared in front of Chen Pipi's finger, but he still could not stop this record of Tianxiaxi Shenlin unintentionally released by the academy, because of his face and his physical body It seems to be as strong as steel, but it is still a flesh.

So the monk did not hesitate to make a move, drawing a sharp knife from his sleeve lightning, not stabbing Chen Pipi, but stabbing fiercely into his own belly.

With a snap, it was like a water-filled skin pouch was shot through by a feather arrow, a sharp knife was deeply plunged into the stomach, the monk's face suddenly pale, but his eyes were still firm without any hesitation, his right hand was clenched tightly The handle of the knife was pulled down fiercely, and with a clatter, blood bleed out.

The intestines in the monk's abdomen, along with the blood, flowed out of the gap that was broken by the knife, with a slight heat and a pungent **** smell.

The monk's left hand rested under the abdominal wound, and was draining more and more intestines. He looked at Chen Pipi indifferently, as if he could not feel the pain from there.

A drop of blood dropped on Chen Pipi's fingertips.

He stared at the scene in front of him, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

Chen Pipi has never killed anyone, or even fought a real battle, never seen the death of life and death in battle, nor seen such a **** picture.

In his life, he had a slight battle with Wang Jing in the winter garden of Chang'an House a few days ago. He stood against the insurmountable severe boundary of the realm of spiritual practice.

Chen Pipi had always thought that the battle between practitioners should be so casual and casual, but until today, seeing the **** scene of the monk in front of him, he realized that the real battle has nothing to do with realm strength, and no demeanor. , Only about victory and defeat and life and death.

This monk just wanted to disturb his mind, and he did not hesitate to become a benevolence. How is this kind of spirit that deserves respect or fear?

The monk's face was so pale, he looked at Chen Pipi indifferently, and said with a slight trembling voice, "Self-hearted, please ask Mr. Twelve to understand the rules."

These two monks from the Lunar Kingdom have indeed made extremely good preparations for the meeting on the Long Street today. They are well aware that the two-story building of the academy in history has never been a place for rules, so they spared no effort to use their lives for Bet to try to shake this unruly rule.

For Chen Pipi, the **** picture in front of him and the pink intestines in the monk ’s left hand are undoubtedly a very shocking education. Such shock may not change the opinions about rules and regulations that the college education has formed. , But it was enough to make him stunned for a moment.

An instant is enough.

Because it only took a moment, the battle between the middle-aged monk and Ning Que ended.

The power of middle-aged monks is that they can demolish and eliminate demons in a single thought.

Chen Pipi's fingertips shook slightly in the morning breeze of Chang'an City.

At this time, the mental strength of the middle-aged monk was at Ning Que's body, and he had no defense at all. He only needed a gentle click to kill the other party. However, he knew that the invisible battle had ended, so he waited for Ning Que to say. The lack is already dead, if the younger brother is dead, what meaning can he do anything.

Chen Pipi's cheeks tremble, and he looks extremely painful.

He decided to kill all the two monks in front of him later.

Although he had already vaguely guessed the origin of the middle-aged monk.

Although he has never killed anyone in his life.

But if you look at it in the words of your brother, Ning Que, who will not be short-lived, will die in such a short-lived way.

So, what other principles or rules must be observed in this world?

The fastest thing in the world is not fog or rain or wind but lightning.

People in the world often use lightning to describe such things.

When the mind moves, there is no time lost to catch up with it.

So in a moment, in the spiritual world, enough things happen.

When the middle-aged monks dug their blood and applied their faces to feed the dharma gates, Ning Que's mind was in the space where many shocking pictures and changes suddenly occurred.

The stone buddha, as high as several tens of feet, has been silent and peaceful. After standing in the sky of stone rain, the line of the nose is silent for thousands of years without opening.

Two thick **** iron waters flowed from the corner of the stone Buddha's mouth.

These two lines of blood did not drip to the ground, but ignored the laws of space in the real world, spreading in all directions, and gradually covered the huge face of Buddha.

With the thick blood spreading on the face of the stone Buddha, a lot of deep cracks appeared, like the cracked dry earth, but it was soaked in the blood water, more like the blood of thousands of people.

An extremely powerful coercion spread from the stone Buddha to the whole space.

The face of the stone Buddha's solemn face was covered with countless small wounds, soaked in blood, it should have been a **** image, but it had the mercy of the birds, as if the paint in the old temple had only fallen off and left only mottled vicissitudes . The blood on the face of the stone Buddha is getting thicker and thicker, and supreme compassion is getting stronger and stronger. All the **** wars and separations between the world and the earth, and all the negative emotions seem to be absorbed into the face of the Buddha.

Only a very clean and pure world is left.

The earth and stone that fell from the air was purified and turned into a holy lotus flower with white sky, and the illusion of countless flowers and rain rained on the body of Ning Que.

A petal fell on his cotton-padded jacket, quiet and silent, but quietly torn open a mouth, and the blood oozed out like the red soup of hot and sour noodles overflowing along the edge of the bowl.

Ning Que looked up at the sky, frowning slightly at the tip of his eyebrows, and moved his mind to mobilize the noble energy in his body.

However, there are too many lotus flowers in the sky and rain, where are they completely isolated from the sky?

The lotus flower bloomed, the petals fell, fell on his face, fell on his body, cut his cotton jacket, drilled into his skin, and scraped the flesh and flakes off his bones.

Endless pain lurked into the bone marrow, then exploded towards every part of the body, and finally merged into Ning Que's brain, making him aware of the sea shock, and the pain was extremely extreme.

Feeding the Buddha with fine blood is the strong gate of the Buddha Sect.

However, after the rain, the stone Buddha with blood on his face actually walked to be a buddha.

Living as a Buddha, temporarily creating a lotus pure land, and purifying a demon and evil spirit, these methods have gone beyond the scope of ordinary Buddhist patriarchal sects in the world, which is the supreme wonderland outside the world.

Buddhas who do not have great perseverance and determination and compassion and evil cannot enter this wonderful realm.

Even Chen Pipi, who has already entered the realm of destiny, will face great troubles if he is taken into this lotus lotus land by Buddhism, and he must deal with it very carefully.

What's more, Ning Que broke the hole and mystery on the bank of Daming Lake.

His realm, his heart, is simply not enough to see through the sky of lotus, the sky of lotus rain is very clear in the rain.

Ning Que looked at the stone Buddha in the distance through the dripping curtain of blood on her eyelashes, and asked after a moment of silence: "It turns out that you wanted to kill me from the beginning. This matter has nothing to do with my entry into the academy for the academy, nor It does n’t matter if you know that I ’m in the wilderness, you just want to kill me, so I do n’t understand. Even if you are a stranger from Xuankong Temple, can you afford to kill me? "

The huge stone Buddha grinned, bleeding, and seemed to be smiling happily and crying in sorrow, without answering Ning Que's question, but in silence.

"This is a duel that takes place in Chang'an City. I will kill you in a fair environment without any troublesome consequences. The Tang people love face, and the academy loves face more. They will not move their anger on the moon. Angered at the Buddhism, on the contrary, in order to maintain their hypocritical spirit, they will be silent. "

The voice of the middle-aged monk rang outside the flower rain.

"Not to mention that it has now been confirmed that you are enchanted, Mr. Thirteen."

Blood-covered Ning Que looked at Huayu's voice slightly and asked, "But before knowing that I was in the devil, you were ready to kill me. Why is that? What did I do to Buddhism? Things, it would make a big virtue like your master determined to enter Chang'an City to kill me. "

"I said, you have insulted your aunt in the wasteland, then if you have insulted the moon and the Buddha Sect."

Ning Que mocked and said: "I always think that most people in the world are idiots. I didn't expect anyone to dare to treat me as an idiot. The old lady Qu Ni Madi would make Buddha Zong dare to offend Datang and the Academy?"

The voice of the middle-aged monk was calm and firm: "Of course, there are other reasons, but when you insult your aunt in the wasteland, you are doomed to this ending today."

Ning Que wiped the blood from his face, and his sleeves brushed over the wounds that were deeply cut by the lotus petals near the bone. It was an extremely unbearable pain, but there was a lot of smile on his face.

"Are you really surnamed Yang, monk?"

Ning Que laughed out loud while holding her belly, looking at the stone Buddha outside Huayu, while wiping her tears and blood, she said with a smile: "If this drama turns out to be a romantic drama, it would be too Disappointed me. "

"There are many things you don't know."

"Can you tell me?"

"No, since you are already enchanted, then I only need to kill you."

The voice of the middle-aged monk appeared extremely misty in the sky of lotus rain, and then became sleepy again.

"The two generations of the academy entered the world successively. Is this Haotian's will or the round of the life wheel?"

Ning Que didn't even notice the big doubt hidden in the voice of the middle-aged monk outside Huayu ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ At this time, his attention was all in the rain formed by the lotus.

He looked at the lotus petals that fell on his body, remembering the dream a long time ago, thinking of Sang Sang's white feet, and remembering that he had been kicked by the white feet like lotus in the bed for countless nights in these years. Then, his heart socket became sore, and then he became angry.

"I don't want to pay attention to how many reasons you have killed me, but since you know that I'm in a demon, and you have made so many pairs of my Sang Sang's feet to kick me, I will definitely kill you."

He pulled out a **** umbrella from behind and opened it.

The black umbrella is like a black lotus, which is particularly eye-catching among the white lotus.

He held a black umbrella and stood in the lotus rain, looking at the stone Buddha with blood on his face in the distance. It's like a tourist holding an oil-paper umbrella standing on the drizzle river and watching the willows on the other side.

Then he said, "That Buddha, I will kill you." .