On that day, under the cane of Kong Miao, the four fields were swept away, and ten thousand demons were slaughtered.
The Snake Emperor's projection dissipated, the blood corpse old demon was injured and fled, and the inner and outer formations of the demon tower were repaired.
In front of the pagoda, the monk chanted a mantra and sealed the demon pagoda once again.
At this point, Sanjie Temple finally returned to peace.
On the square, Kong Miao recited the Buddha's name and said, "The donors are shocked today."
Everyone did not dare, and someone asked, "Master Kongmiao, what is going on here?"
Why did Kong Miao come back to life? Why did the blood corpse old demon and the snake emperor choose to do things on the same day? Is there a connection between the two
Not to mention the guests who came to offer condolences, even the eminent monks in Sanjie Temple looked at Kongmiao in confusion.
Kongmiao: "I know you have many questions, please wait a moment."
He nodded to Jueyuan, who instructed his disciples to bring Jing Wu up.
Everyone just remembered that Jing Wu was the one who caused today's accident, wasn't it? It had only been a war, and he had been ignored.
A moment later, two monks carried Jing Wu to Kongmiao. At this time, Jing Wu was covered in blood and was still in a coma.
Kongmiao tapped Jingwu's forehead lightly with her index finger, and the latter's eyelids moved slightly and slowly opened her eyes.
"Jing Wu, do you still remember what you did?" Kong Miao asked in a harmonious voice.
Jing Wu shook his head dazedly, and then his eyes widened suddenly, "Archmage! Why are you..." Still alive
Kong Miao looked at the other monk with a serious face, who was the elder of the precepts hall, Jue Ming, and said sharply at this moment: "Jingwu, you privately destroyed the inner formation of the demon tower, so that the monster broke through the tower door and mutilated many disciples of my temple, Are you guilty?!"
Jing Wu was shocked, "I didn't!"
Jue Ming: "Everyone can see this, do you still have to argue? Say, why did you betray the human race?!"
Jing Wu looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him, with confusion, doubt, hatred, and heartache in his eyes... He finally digested what Jue Ming said, only to feel cold all over and couldn't help shaking.
Did he really do those things? Did it really kill many of my fellow students
Jing Wu didn't have the slightest memory, but he wasn't sure now either.
It's like when everyone says crows are white, even if you think they're black, you'll wonder if you're wrong? Jing Wu seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, covered in stench, but he didn't understand how he fell.
In the end, he could only stare at Kong Miao at a loss, and said in a panic, "No disciple!"
Kong Miao looked at him for a long time, sighed silently, and reached out a hand to caress the top of Jing Wu's head.
"Archmage..." Jue Ming couldn't help shouting.
Everyone thought Kong Miao was going to deal with Jing Wu, even Jing Yue thought so.
Jing Wu closed his eyes calmly. If everyone thought he was guilty and he couldn't argue, then dying in the hands of Grand Master Kongmiao would be the best destination.
He felt a wave of Buddha power pouring into Baihui Point, very warm and without any discomfort.
Suddenly, Jing Wu's body froze.
"Get me out!"
Others saw that Kong Miao grabbed with five fingers, and actually grabbed a wisp of black gas, and the black gas struggled constantly in Kong Miao's hands, making a harsh screeching sound.
"That is… "
"It's a dream demon." Jing Yue recognized it immediately.
Kong Miao said solemnly, "That's right. It is this evil thing lurking in Jing Wu's body, controlling his mind and making him make a big mistake!"
As soon as he spoke, there was an uproar in the audience.
-Dream demons are also monsters, but they are nurtured by the human heart, and Buddhist cultivation is the easiest to breed dream demons. Once there is a dream demon lurking in the human body, the soul can be controlled by the other party, and the host will not notice it at all.
In other words, Jing Wu really doesn't know.
Kong Miao withdrew the Buddha's power a little, and the dream demon got a chance to breathe, and gradually condensed into a human face - the facial features were blurred, only a nose could be vaguely seen, and the eyes were three black holes.
Mengmo has his own spiritual sense, and sneered in his shrill voice: "A high-ranking monk actually cultivated a demon, not only colluded with the demon clan to open the gate of the demon tower, but also killed his own disciples. Disciples who have betrayed virtue, what other face of Sanjie Temple is called the head of Buddhist cultivation in the world?"
Jing Wu, who was still in shock, raised his head suddenly, "What did you say? Kill... Who?"
"Jie Jie..." Mengmo's face twisted strangely, "Don't you know? You killed Huiyuan."
"You are talking nonsense!"
"Do you want to deny what you have done yourself?" Mengmo was very excited, "That Huiyuan is really stupid, he clearly discovered my existence, but he couldn't bear to hurt you, and he didn't want outsiders to know that you gave birth to a demon, You were criticized for trying to purify me."
"But I'm your companion, and it's from you. If you don't get rid of your inner demons for a day, how can I be purified?"
Jing Wu's whole person froze into a stone statue, and he didn't even know when he had a demon.
Seeing this, Mengmo laughed even more cheerfully, "When Huiyuan was beaten to death by you, he was just as unbelievable as you. He lost his life at the hands of his own master, that's why he couldn't rest his eyes!"
Hearing this, everyone in the field couldn't help feeling sympathy. As for Jingwu, he couldn't control his mood any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood and raised his palm to hit the dream demon, but was stopped halfway by Kongmiao.
"Jing Wu, he is your inner demon, you can't beat him to death."
Jing Wu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the Dream Demon was deliberately provoking him. The more affected his mind was, the stronger the Dream Demon was.
"Whether we are cultivating the Tao or cultivating Buddhism, we are all fighting against the sky. If we are not careful, we will go astray. Only those who are truly strong in heart can point directly to the Dao. Jingwu, think about what Huiyuan died for. Aren't you awake?"
Kong Miao's words fell into Jing Wu's ears, and he looked around at a loss, unable to see everyone's faces.
He always thought that Huiyuan was killed because of a mischief, but unexpectedly, it was his own demon who killed Huiyuan.
He couldn't accept it, how could he wake up
In a trance, Jing Wu heard someone call out "Master". The voice was very soft and unfamiliar, but it brought a little light in his hazy vision.
The spot of light was getting bigger and bigger, leading him to instinctively step forward.
As soon as he stepped into the light, Jing Wu saw a baby lying beside the mountain road, his thin arms struggling feebly in the swaddling clothes, and even the sound of crying seemed to be absent. He approached cautiously and held the baby in his arms. The other party stopped crying immediately, and his youthful appearance was reflected in his black and white eyes.
He took the baby back to Sanjie Temple, and gave the other party a dharma name called "Hui Yuan".
Huiyuan grows up year by year, and the chubby little monk looks very lovable. Who doesn't like the monks in the temple? But Huiyuan only likes to stick to him, always talking about "Master".
"Master, Huiyuan picked up an injured rabbit today, can you cure it, Master?"
"Master, I made a mistake. I threw the snapping turtle into the release pond, and it killed the fish kept by Master Jingxin..."
"Master, today I met Master Kongmiao, and he praised me! You said, can I become a Buddha in the future?"
"Master, I can draw air! I finally feel what Buddha power is!"
Huiyuan's happy smile slowly dissipated like ripples, and the scene in front of her suddenly turned into a large hall.
"Master, come in." Huiyuan outside the hall beckoned to herself.
Can't go in!
Jing Wu looked at the dark hall door, and always felt a sense of ominousness.
"Master, come quickly." Huiyuan urged.
Jingwu wanted to take Huiyuan away, but his footsteps moved towards the hall uncontrollably.
Finally, he came to the door of the main hall.
The hall was very dark, the Buddha statue in front of him was hidden in the shadows, and the smile on his lips had a hint of evil.
Jing Wu saw someone sitting in front of the Buddha statue with his back to him, with the forbidden spirit rope tied to his body, while Hui Yuan, who looked like a young man, knelt beside him, with tears in his eyes, and said to the person: "Master, don't blame me, wait for me. After purifying the dream demon, I will untie it for you."
Huiyuan kowtowed heavily, sat up straight, and muttered the scriptures in her mouth.
Words and spells came out of his mouth and penetrated into the body of the bound person. The latter wailed in pain, fell to the ground and rolled over and over, shouting: "Hurry up! Huiyuan, do you dare to kill the master? !"
"Stop! Stop!!"
Huiyuan's expression was sorrowful, and the mantra kept in her mouth.
I don't know how long it took, the person who was bound suddenly screamed, and there was no sound.
"Master?" Huiyuan called carefully.
The hall was quiet, and no one answered.
"Master? You, what happened to you?"
There was a hint of panic in Huiyuan's tone, he walked on his knees to the man and turned him over.
Jing Wu, who was outside the gate of the hall, instantly widened his eyes - he saw his own face!
By the way, Huiyuan kept calling that person Master! But you are clearly here
His lips moved slightly, trying to remind Huiyuan, but he couldn't make any sound, and his body seemed to be sealed, unable to move.
I saw "Jingwu" lying on the ground on his back, his face as white as paper, and his chest did not rise and fall.
"Master, Master..."
Huiyuan stretched out her hand and probed for her pulse.
Suddenly, he quickly withdrew his hand and sat down all of a sudden, his eyes were full of horror, and cold sweat dripped down his face.
After a while, Huiyuan quickly got up, turned her head and rushed outside the hall!
"Yes! Come out! Leave him!"
Jingwu roared hysterically in his heart, but unfortunately, Huiyuan couldn't hear it at all, and even stopped.
Huiyuan stood there for a while, with some hesitation in her eyes, and finally turned back and squatted next to "Jingwu", as if she wanted to untie the forbidden spirit rope.
Almost instantly, Jingwu guessed what Huiyuan was thinking—the disciple saw that the master was in a bad situation and wanted to ask for help, but he was worried that someone would know that the master had a demon, so he had to remove the forbidden rope, pretending to be the master and just simply Lost consciousness... or, stopped breathing.
"Don't untie it! Dangerous!!!"
However, Jingwu's silent cry was meaningless. He watched the forbidden spirit rope fall to one side. "Jingwu", who was lying on the ground, suddenly burst into flames, and a red light was about to penetrate into Huiyuan's body!
Jing Wu knew inexplicably that the light could smash the inner meridian of Hui Yuan, causing him to go into a demon!
"Escape!!!"
Jing Wu shouted loudly, but there was still no sound, and it was too late.
Huiyuan's unbelievable eyes gradually enlarged in Jingwu's field of vision, still as clear as black and white as first seen.
He saw Huiyuan's skin oozing blood a little bit, and the monk's robe was soon wet; he heard Huiyuan's dying call: "Master... Father..."
"He's not your master! He's a devil!!!"
Jing Wu only felt heart-wrenching pain, and his mind was buzzing like ten thousand thunders exploded, splitting his soul into pieces.
"what!!!!!"
Jing Wu roared wildly, only to feel the blood boiling all over his body, and the sound of "click" from the bones in his ears. With a wave of his arms, he suddenly broke free, and slapped the other himself!
The author has something to say: Little Theater
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Dream Demon: Want to know what I look like
(Described in the text, the facial features are blurred, the nose is vaguely visible, and the eyes are closed with three holes)
Dream Demon: Have you figured it out? Can't figure out how to find a picture of Voldemort and select it in reverse.
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Jingjing: The comment section said that you are useless.
Ji Ji said anxiously: I can smash walnuts, catch mice, sing songs, make predictions, etc. How can it be useless
Jingjing: The force value is too low.
Jiji: I, I'm actually super fierce, hold back a big move, and then scare you all to cry!