Chapter 945 Confused

"Ksitigarbha... Ksitigarbha..."

Because of the reversal when his own power of life and death was deprived, he has changed from the original white-haired old man to a middle-aged man with rather fierce brows. Roar.

"No, not right!"

"I'm not, I'm not, I'm..."

In the end, he couldn't remember who he was, but he screamed in pain, anger, and unwillingness: "Who am I?!"

"Who the hell am I?!"

Yuanjue looked back at the man whose true spirit was pierced by the domineering Buddha's light sword energy. When he checked his body before, he saw that the foundation of his body was smashed to pieces, and it seemed that before that, Experienced an extremely long and extremely horrific captivity.

Mental torture was directly pierced through the true spirit.

In addition, it seems that even the cultivation base of the whole body has disappeared.

After adding up several times, it was reduced to such an end.

Yuanjue frowned.

It's almost like being beaten so hard that you lose your memory.

He held the Zen stick inherited from Xuanzang with his right hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and there seemed to be a faint murderous intent looming, the old man next to him suddenly grabbed him, lowered his voice, and said via voice transmission: "Hey, hey, little monk what are you up to?!"

"With such a heavy evil spirit, are you going to kill him now?"

The old man once read Wei Yuan's surface memory.

It involves all kinds of knowledge, pictures, and experiments in the ordinary world.

For some reason.

Among them, the knowledge of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism is particularly abundant.

Understand the historical weight of the word "Ksitigarbha".

He lowered his voice and said: "Sakyamuni will definitely go back to the past, to his era, and in the Buddhist scriptures, Ksitigarbha was originally his disciple, and Sakyamuni will write this in the scriptures left in the past. A little bit...then, He may really be the Ksitigarbha in the "Ksitigarbha King's Fundamental Vows" you read."

"You, calm down."

The monk lowered his eyes and replied flatly: "How is Ksitigarbha?"

"His evil spirit is extremely strong."

"Not good."

Emperor Hu said: "Yes, but he is the Ksitigarbha King."

The monk stood upright with one hand on his chest: "Buddhism can break obsessions and delusions, how can it be suppressed by a mere name? The evil spirit is everywhere, and the blood is thick. If the Buddha is like this, and the great virtue is like this, then there are no gods and Buddhas in the sky that cannot be killed. All the Buddhas deserve to go to the Avici Hell!"

"The poor monk cultivates the principles of Buddhism, not the land of Buddha."

"The sudden enlightenment of Zen, the gradual cultivation of consciousness only, but there is no one Dharma that requires bowing to the Buddha."

"Ksitigarbha vowed not to become a Buddha if Hell is not empty, and should not be in the human world."

"The poor monk will send him to Avici Hell."

The great monk stayed in the museum for a long time, and I don't know if he was infected with the three-point habit of a certain head iron museum owner, or because he had congenial tempers and sympathy. Raise all the true spirits, and finally put the ashes in the museum together."

The corner of Emperor Hu's mouth twitched, and he said, "What can restrain him?"

Yuanjue meditates.

I thought about the configuration of the old museum street in front of me.

Recall the configuration of Yuanshi Tianzun and the second generation of Kunlun Xiwang.

Recalls the hearty laugh of a certain swordsman.

Nodded: "You can hold on."

Suddenly the old man was stunned, and it seemed that the true murderous intention leaked out. The man over there who had been pierced through the true spirit and lost his memory suddenly stood up, raised his head and roared: "All things are hidden, and all dharmas are buried! Ten thousand..."

Wan you second uncle.

Yuanjue took a step forward, and the Zen stick in his right hand was wrapped in a majestic and unparalleled terrifying force that smashed mountains and mountains. On top of the man's head, a precise headshot came.

boom! ! !

The terrifying gas explosion cloud swept across violently.

The monk's sleeve robe was torn straight.

The man who had lost his cultivation and only had a solid body remained silent and fell down.

Die to Buddha! ! !

Yuanjue withdrew his Zen staff and stood upright on his chest with one hand, with a calm expression, without changing his face: "Amitabha."

"A bit noisy."

"The poor monk told him to be quiet."

Suddenly the emperor was stunned.

Fuck, noisy?

Holy shit, this monk, shit, are you trying to keep him from being noisy for the rest of his life?

Dead people don't make noise.

You haven't covered up your murderous intentions at all.

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

Sakyamuni followed the method of double enlightenment, put his hands together: "At that time, the disciple will send him to see the Buddha."

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

Sakyamuni didn't change his expression: "I am the Tathagata, the Patriarch of Nanwu, the Buddha of Infinite Light, Brightness and Auspicious King."

"Buddha?"

"Who is that? I don't know you well."

The boy blinked his eyes with an innocent look on his face.

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

"To be honest, you two are the Buddhas."

"Slick tongue, keep your mouth shut for three days."

Yuanjue was calm, holding a Zen stick in one hand.

Holding the right ankle of the unconscious man in one hand, he walked forward without changing his face, dragging the man's face and body on the ground, pulling out a large number of traces and blood, just like pulling the man who was about to be put on the grill. Like a pig.

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

Shakya scratched his head.

Muttering in my heart, shut up and shut up, and in the worst case, let the disciples shut up too!

The boy still has a bit of a youthful air, thinking happily in his heart.

Shut up for three days.

Let the disciples of later generations practice closed-mouth meditation for thirty days.

three months.

Three years!

And the old man just smiled wryly.

………………………

"Yuanshi Tianzun!"

"Yuanshi Tianzun!"

"Yuanshi Tianzun!!!"

Chaotic Times · In terms of mystical status, it is not in the area of ​​the sea of ​​chaos in the Qing Dynasty at all. The elegant man left the place where the great venerable was, and the latter had to solve the troubles of Huntian, or in other words, the "inheritance" of Huntian, that person The Emperor of Heaven is tyrannical and domineering, unparalleled and invincible, and even the Great Masters of the Chaotic World admire him.

However, Dazun was not completely crushed by him.

The refined man exhaled turbid air, looked gloomy, 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 Zhuoshi Fuxi looked up at him, and said coldly: "Go and get the earth back. He is in charge of the cycle of death and life. It is not so easy to die. When the time comes, everything will naturally come to light!"

"What if someone blocks it?"

The elegant man flicked his sleeves, thunder rushed, and the wind and fire blew together.

The sky and the earth are deeply pressed down, and the momentum is icy cold and majestic.

"Put them all to death!"

The man carrying the long gun applauded and praised: "Such courage, great momentum, powerful, powerful."

Then immediately added: "Why don't you cook me a meal before leaving?"

"The best cook in troubled times, you have to cook a feast for me even if you have saved my life."

Chaotic Fuxi turned around and left.

The man behind him chattered endlessly.

"Hey, hey, don't go, or a table of banquets?"

"If it doesn't work, it's okay to have a bowl of stewed noodles."

"Hey! Hey!"

"cook?!"

"cook?"

Thunder ran thirty thousand miles.

Smash it down hard!

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

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

Yuanshi Tianzun!

A wily man with a deep mind! !

you fucking! Calculate me! ! !

……………………

Great Wilderness, the domain of the South China Sea.

Wei Yuan let out a foul breath, and said: "Then, although my cause and effect can partially guard against Zhuo Fuxi's evolution, the opponent's realm is basically higher than mine, and the time spent in this realm is far longer than mine." long."

"The Emperor Wa will leave it to you."

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

"who I am?!"

"I'm Ah Wa's elder brother, you have to trust me!"

Then he saw Wei Yuan handing the girl to the green-clothed dragon girl next to him, and saw the green-clothed dragon girl smiling.

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

"Beware of snake dregs."

"must!"

"good."

Dragon Girl Xian nodded in response.

Fuxi's face was stiff, and he immediately comforted himself, it's okay, at least he can see Ah Wa, it's not a loss, it's not a loss, is it a loss? Not bad.

With a sweep of Wei Yuan's sleeve robe, he created a special space with mysterious Taoism, trying to connect with the 36-day Taiqing realm in the human world. In the North Sea, the East China Sea, and the West Sea, the three seas began to be constructed.

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

Ask Fuxi to help maintain the secrets, and then he himself creates a truly safe world that cuts off the secrets of karma, and then sweeps his sleeves to let the true souls appear one by one, and then holds the flag of the dark and chaotic world with his right hand, so as to Guard against 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 from the Three Kingdoms appeared in front of his eyes. The latter looked blank, with the exhaustion on his face after crossing an extremely long distance. Wei Yuan first said Dao law restrains his spirit so that what happens next will not affect him.

Just now he pointed at the cause and effect, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

So the light spilled out.

"Have you calmed down?"

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

The Taoist seized the time to ask.

Pain appeared on the face of the true spirit of the three-headed national warrior, and then his eyebrows changed, and the turbid air rose into the sky. Wei Yuan's eyes were slightly closed, and he was already prepared. He stretched out his sleeve robe and slowly stretched out his left hand. , making space seem to stagnate, causing cause and effect to stagnate.

Another majestic will was drawn by the soldier's situation.

Hot, domineering.

Shot.

Wei Yuan's expression remained unchanged, he swept his sleeves and covered the true spirit of the three-headed national warrior with one move, he clenched his right hand and smashed horizontally, the two fists clashed, the Taoist only felt a scorching pain from the edge of his right fist, the feeling was extremely intense, The pupils constricted, and he lowered his head, seeing that the causal line had a faint tendency to be melted by burning.

"……This is!"

A phantom appeared in Wei Yuan's enclosed space.

Temperature crazy height.

Dressed in red, the man with a handsome face but with a trace of prudence was stunned, his eyes widened, and a hint of doubt appeared, and he said: "You are... the one who healed my wife and children back then. Daoist?!!"

"You, why did you appear here?!"

Wei Yuan looked at the fiery and domineering man, and let out a foul breath.

Things are really troublesome...

"Vulcan, Zhu Rong."

PS: The first update today...

When I asked why the old man couldn't recognize the troubled times, he scratched his head.

Because the foundation of the troubled times was directly taken out by the guard, even the cause and effect were cut.

If it weren't for the power of the cycle of death and life, it would be dead and clean. Before that, Wei Yuan was also mistaken by the earth because of the troubled times.