Ghost Baidu looked at the monk in front of him as if he were seeing a joke: "Do you know how many monks have committed suicide every year since the Buddha's avatar? I have always said that Buddhism does not do good deeds and accumulate virtue, but harms others."
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it again and held all the one hundred and eight Buddhist beads in his hand in mid-air. After grasping it, he exerted force, and all the one hundred and eight beads were crushed in his palm. His hand slowly opened, and the powder of the beads fell down.
"If hell is not empty, how can we become a Buddha?"
As soon as he said this, Xuanting spat out another mouthful of blood, and his body went limp and fell from the air.
"If hell is not empty, how can we become a Buddha?"
Ghost Baidu stretched out his hand to grab it, and a huge white sickle appeared in the void. He grabbed the sickle in his hand and swept it across, and the white light slashed towards Xuanting like a horse. Monk Xuanting stretched out his left hand like a flower, and suddenly a huge Buddha's hand appeared in the sky. With his thumb and middle finger, he pinched the pigeon that was split by the white sickle just right.
[Vajrapani]
"At the beginning, I was afraid of King Tripitaka, so I proclaimed myself a cultivator. Now that King Tripitaka is dead, I will break the seal. From then on, in hell... those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish."
He was leaning against the city wall, looking a little lazy: "When the Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell," countless believers came one after another. But this hell needs people to save it? People are human beings, and ghosts are ghosts. If you come in, it will cause chaos. reincarnation."
One hundred and eight Buddhist beads struck like a hundred heavy artillery pieces, but they were all blocked by the light shield.
He stopped, looked into Xuanting's eyes and said word by word: "I am still alive and well, but Mr. Fu is dead."
Ghost Baidu looked contemptuous: "With your humble cultivation, do you dare to be called Dazang?"
Ghost Baidu said with a smile: "You also know, who do you so-called good people hate the most? For example, if a bandit leads hundreds of people to block the road, rob and kill in vain, who will remember the names of those minions in the end? The name? I only remember the bandit leader. The master of the Eighteenth Palace is the bandit leader of the underworld. As for me, unfortunately, I am neither a high nor a low person, so no one cares about people like me. . But in fact, is the bandit leader really the one who kills the most people?”
Xuanting shook his head: "There is no limit to injustice."
"I told those dignitaries that after they die, and after their relatives die, they must be buried with a large number of living sacrifices. In this way, underground, they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them, and they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them. You can live the life of a superior person. Therefore, if you are a king, you will be buried with thousands or even tens of thousands of people. Those with lower status will be buried with hundreds or dozens of people. My source of strength, from that time to now, is still inexhaustible.”
He walked back and forth, not paying attention to Xuanting at all: "If I were in the human world, of course I would not be your opponent, because I have no ability in the human world. But in this hell, you are just a person in my eyes. They are just slightly stronger human beings. Going forward thousands of years and tens of thousands of years in your human world, from the ancient Spring and Autumn Period to the present day, even in the future, people who worship ghosts will not stop."
Ghost Baidu sneered: "Just now I was warming up, now I want you to experience what the power of faith is."
As soon as he said this, Xuanting spat out another mouthful of blood, and his body went limp and fell from the air.
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
Baidu, the ghost messenger, said: "Okay, then just come and kill me. I'd like to see how capable you are. Don't you want to get rid of evil? Don't you think I'm an evil person? Then I'll tell you something else. ”
Monk Xuanting clasped his hands together, and black flames appeared behind his back. The flame floated behind his head like a black sun, giving him an extremely dark and solemn look.
He was leaning against the city wall, looking a little lazy: "When the Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell," countless believers came one after another. But this hell needs people to save it? People are human beings, and ghosts are ghosts. If you come in, it will cause chaos. reincarnation."
"At the beginning, I was afraid of King Tripitaka, so I proclaimed myself a cultivator. Now that King Tripitaka is dead, I will break the seal. From then on, in hell... those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish."
Monk Xuanting was caught. He reluctantly sat cross-legged and clasped his hands together: "You are wrong. The distinction between good and evil is never defined by the strong, but by the human heart."
He sat down cross-legged in mid-air, lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and clasped his hands together. His body began to glow with golden light, becoming more and more dazzling. Immediately afterwards, a huge black lotus platform appeared in the sky and fell heavily.
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with pity: "Why did the Buddha have to incarnate as King Tripitaka in the first place? It's not because hell is too chaotic. There has never been hell. If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later. Why did he come at that time? It's because He had already had the desire to kill in his heart, and he had to cut it off in order to continue pretending to be his Buddha, so he attached all the thoughts of killing to his clone and sent the clone to hell."
He looked at Xuanting with contempt: "Although I can't leave hell, my spiritual power can penetrate the boundaries of hell and enter the human world, and create a religion with a shadow. It's not just me, but all the powerful people in hell can do this. Most of your ghost-worshiping sects in the human world were founded by us, because we need living animals for sacrifice. Let me tell you one more thing. Do you know what the best sacrifice in the world is? "
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "You are too weak. If you are weak, just surrender honestly."
"Cow? Sheep? Pig? Dog?"
"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows to save all sentient beings."
Baidu, the ghost, grasped with five fingers: "Then I will see your heart!"
"Is it true that Daizo Myōō came to hell to restore order?"
"Cow? Sheep? Pig? Dog?"
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
The ghost Bai Du laughed: "No, it's a human being. Do you know why I am still so powerful after so many years? It's because there are many idiots in the human world who believe in me and sacrifice living animals to me. Those living people are used as sacrifices , the energy of life turns into the power of faith and is injected into me, and I become stronger and stronger.”
The ghost Bai Du laughed: "No, it's a human being. Do you know why I am still so powerful after so many years? It's because there are many idiots in the human world who believe in me and sacrifice living animals to me. Those living people are used as sacrifices , the energy of life turns into the power of faith and is injected into me, and I become stronger and stronger.”
Monk Xuanting was caught. He reluctantly sat cross-legged and clasped his hands together: "You are wrong. The distinction between good and evil is never defined by the strong, but by the human heart."
Monk Xuanting vomited blood again, and the blood stained the clothes in front of him. His face began to turn pale, the power of cultivation in his body was corroded by the black energy, and he became weaker and weaker.
He walked back and forth, not paying attention to Xuanting at all: "If I were in the human world, of course I would not be your opponent, because I have no ability in the human world. But in this hell, you are just a person in my eyes. They are just slightly stronger human beings. Going forward thousands of years and tens of thousands of years in your human world, from the ancient Spring and Autumn Period to the present day, even in the future, people who worship ghosts will not stop."
"I told those dignitaries that after they die, and after their relatives die, they must be buried with a large number of living sacrifices. In this way, underground, they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them, and they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them. You can live the life of a superior person. Therefore, if you are a king, you will be buried with thousands or even tens of thousands of people. Those with lower status will be buried with hundreds or dozens of people. My source of strength, from that time to now, is still inexhaustible.”
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Xuanting's eyes: "I just want to ask why the great Tibetan king who was transformed by the Buddha didn't kill you."
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
"Do you know where the biggest harvest comes from? It's the so-called high-status people in the human world. Kings of various countries, scholar-bureaucrats, meritorious people, and rich people. The higher the status, they kill The more happy you are when you come. Let me think about it... I was in the Yin and Shang Dynasty before the spring and Autumn period of your human world. I penetrated the hell world with my mind and affected you for the first time. "
Monk Xuanting clasped his hands together, and black flames appeared behind his back. The flame floated behind his head like a black sun, giving him an extremely dark and solemn look.
Ghost Baidu clicked forward with his index and middle fingers: "In hell, my power is unlimited, but what about you?"
"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows to save all sentient beings."
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
Xuanting pushed forward with both hands.
His eyes sharpened: "King Kong's angry eyes are for slaying demons!"
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it with his left hand and said, "You are just a poor thing. You have been brainwashed by the Buddha and think that good in this world will eventually defeat evil. However, the distinction between good and evil is not something that the strong come to tell ordinary people. If I were the world's It is extremely powerful and reverses good and evil, and ordinary people will believe it without doubt."
"I told those dignitaries that after they die, and after their relatives die, they must be buried with a large number of living sacrifices. In this way, underground, they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them, and they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them. You can live the life of a superior person. Therefore, if you are a king, you will be buried with thousands or even tens of thousands of people. Those with lower status will be buried with hundreds or dozens of people. My source of strength, from that time to now, is still inexhaustible.”
"but."
At that point, the two golden Buddha hands that Xuanting condensed again were instantly pierced by a ray of black energy. With a pop, a bloody hole appeared on both hands. Immediately afterwards, black energy penetrated into Monk Xuanting's body from the blood hole, and Xuanting spurted out a stream of black blood with a "wow" sound.
"Monk, are you crazy about wanting to become a Buddha?"
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting: "Do you still think Buddha is great now?"
He was leaning against the city wall, looking a little lazy: "When the Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell," countless believers came one after another. But this hell needs people to save it? People are human beings, and ghosts are ghosts. If you come in, it will cause chaos. reincarnation."
Xuanting flipped his wrist, and the white horse was thrown away. The white light flew into the city with a twist, and with a bang, it smashed all the buildings within a range of at least 100 meters. Large tracts of houses collapsed, and all those who had no time to escape were killed.
He smiled so proudly: "I am solely responsible for half of the sins committed by the Lord of Hell."
He raised his finger and pointed at Xuanting's nose: "So, why do you fight with me?"
He was leaning against the city wall, looking a little lazy: "When the Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell," countless believers came one after another. But this hell needs people to save it? People are human beings, and ghosts are ghosts. If you come in, it will cause chaos. reincarnation."
"What I hate most is the monk."
Xuanting pushed forward with both hands.
He was leaning against the city wall, looking a little lazy: "When the Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell," countless believers came one after another. But this hell needs people to save it? People are human beings, and ghosts are ghosts. If you come in, it will cause chaos. reincarnation."
One hundred and eight Buddhist beads struck like a hundred heavy artillery pieces, but they were all blocked by the light shield.
Ghost Baidu stretched out his hand to grab it, and a huge white sickle appeared in the void. He grabbed the sickle in his hand and swept it across, and the white light slashed towards Xuanting like a horse. Monk Xuanting stretched out his left hand like a flower, and suddenly a huge Buddha's hand appeared in the sky. With his thumb and middle finger, he pinched the pigeon that was split by the white sickle just right.
"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows to save all sentient beings."
Ghost Baidu said with a smile: "You also know, who do you so-called good people hate the most? For example, if a bandit leads hundreds of people to block the road, rob and kill in vain, who will remember the names of those minions in the end? The name? I only remember the bandit leader. The master of the Eighteenth Palace is the bandit leader of the underworld. As for me, unfortunately, I am neither a high nor a low person, so no one cares about people like me. . But in fact, is the bandit leader really the one who kills the most people?”
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Xuanting's eyes: "I just want to ask why the great Tibetan king who was transformed by the Buddha didn't kill you."
The ghost made Baidu rush forward, striking with blow after blow with his white scythe.
"I underestimated you."
Xuanting pushed forward with both hands.
"He didn't kill me because he was stupid."
"Is it true that Daizo Myōō came to hell to restore order?"
"The rampant behavior of people in the world is their sin. It is your sin that you are causing trouble in hell."
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with pity: "Why did the Buddha have to incarnate as King Tripitaka in the first place? It's not because hell is too chaotic. There has never been hell. If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later. Why did he come at that time? It's because He had already had the desire to kill in his heart, and he had to cut it off in order to continue pretending to be his Buddha, so he attached all the thoughts of killing to his clone and sent the clone to hell."
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
Ghost Baidu said with a smile: "You also know, who do you so-called good people hate the most? For example, if a bandit leads hundreds of people to block the road, rob and kill in vain, who will remember the names of those minions in the end? The name? I only remember the bandit leader. The master of the Eighteenth Palace is the bandit leader of the underworld. As for me, unfortunately, I am neither a high nor a low person, so no one cares about people like me. . But in fact, is the bandit leader really the one who kills the most people?”
The ghost Bai Du laughed: "No, it's a human being. Do you know why I am still so powerful after so many years? It's because there are many idiots in the human world who believe in me and sacrifice living animals to me. Those living people are used as sacrifices , the energy of life turns into the power of faith and is injected into me, and I become stronger and stronger.”
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with pity: "Why did the Buddha have to incarnate as King Tripitaka in the first place? It's not because hell is too chaotic. There has never been hell. If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later. Why did he come at that time? It's because He had already had the desire to kill in his heart, and he had to cut it off in order to continue pretending to be his Buddha, so he attached all the thoughts of killing to his clone and sent the clone to hell."
Ghost Baidu sneered: "Just now I was warming up, now I want you to experience what the power of faith is."
He grabbed the white sickle with both hands and slashed it upward. With a bang, the black lotus platform was directly chopped into pieces.
He smiled so proudly: "I am solely responsible for half of the sins committed by the Lord of Hell."
"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows to save all sentient beings."
He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and one hundred and eight black Buddhist beads appeared, like one hundred and eight thunderbolts that struck the ghost angel Bai Du. The ghost made Bai Du float back and press forward with one palm. A black light appeared in his palm, followed by a light shield flashing with black runes. The two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield are superimposed on each other and are still rotating. The pattern looks weird and mysterious.
"The rampant behavior of people in the world is their sin. It is your sin that you are causing trouble in hell."
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it with his left hand and said, "You are just a poor thing. You have been brainwashed by the Buddha and think that good in this world will eventually defeat evil. However, the distinction between good and evil is not something that the strong come to tell ordinary people. If I were the world's It is extremely powerful and reverses good and evil, and ordinary people will believe it without doubt."
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with cold eyes: "Just like when the great king of Tibetan Buddhism was here, I was patient and acted according to his rules. This was following the trend of nature. And what about you? If you don't overestimate your capabilities, that is going against heaven. Let you After seeing my true strength, your death will not be unjust. After you die, your power will belong to me, and your power in my body will help me kill more people, what do you think?"
"If hell is not empty, how can we become a Buddha?"
"but."
Ghost Baidu clicked forward with his index and middle fingers: "In hell, my power is unlimited, but what about you?"
"You were just deceived."
His eyes sharpened: "King Kong's angry eyes are for slaying demons!"
He stopped, looked into Xuanting's eyes and said word by word: "I am still alive and well, but Mr. Fu is dead."
Xuanting shook his head: "There is no limit to injustice."
Monk Xuanting vomited blood again, and the blood stained the clothes in front of him. His face began to turn pale, the power of cultivation in his body was corroded by the black energy, and he became weaker and weaker.
"Do you know where the biggest harvest comes from? It's the so-called high-status people in the human world. Kings of various countries, scholar-bureaucrats, meritorious people, and rich people. The higher the status, they kill The more happy you are when you come. Let me think about it... I was in the Yin and Shang Dynasty before the spring and Autumn period of your human world. I penetrated the hell world with my mind and affected you for the first time. "
"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows to save all sentient beings."
He sat down cross-legged in mid-air, lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and clasped his hands together. His body began to glow with golden light, becoming more and more dazzling. Immediately afterwards, a huge black lotus platform appeared in the sky and fell heavily.
His eyes sharpened: "King Kong's angry eyes are for slaying demons!"
"The rampant behavior of people in the world is their sin. It is your sin that you are causing trouble in hell."
He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and one hundred and eight black Buddhist beads appeared, like one hundred and eight thunderbolts that struck the ghost angel Bai Du. The ghost made Bai Du float back and press forward with one palm. A black light appeared in his palm, followed by a light shield flashing with black runes. The two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield are superimposed on each other and are still rotating. The pattern looks weird and mysterious.
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it again and held all the one hundred and eight Buddhist beads in his hand in mid-air. After grasping it, he exerted force, and all the one hundred and eight beads were crushed in his palm. His hand slowly opened, and the powder of the beads fell down.
Monk Xuanting clasped his hands together, and black flames appeared behind his back. The flame floated behind his head like a black sun, giving him an extremely dark and solemn look.
Two guys who looked like humanoid fighter jets seemed to be bombarding each other with dense laser cannons.
"The rampant behavior of people in the world is their sin. It is your sin that you are causing trouble in hell."
He grabbed the white sickle with both hands and slashed it upward. With a bang, the black lotus platform was directly chopped into pieces.
Ghost Baidu looked at the monk in front of him as if he were seeing a joke: "Do you know how many monks have committed suicide every year since the Buddha's avatar? I have always said that Buddhism does not do good deeds and accumulate virtue, but harms others."
Ghost Baidu said with a smile: "You also know, who do you so-called good people hate the most? For example, if a bandit leads hundreds of people to block the road, rob and kill in vain, who will remember the names of those minions in the end? The name? I only remember the bandit leader. The master of the Eighteenth Palace is the bandit leader of the underworld. As for me, unfortunately, I am neither a high nor a low person, so no one cares about people like me. . But in fact, is the bandit leader really the one who kills the most people?”
Ghost Baidu clicked forward with his index and middle fingers: "In hell, my power is unlimited, but what about you?"
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it with his left hand and said, "You are just a poor thing. You have been brainwashed by the Buddha and think that good in this world will eventually defeat evil. However, the distinction between good and evil is not something that the strong come to tell ordinary people. If I were the world's It is extremely powerful and reverses good and evil, and ordinary people will believe it without doubt."
"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows to save all sentient beings."
"Cow? Sheep? Pig? Dog?"
"Is it true that Daizo Myōō came to hell to restore order?"
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with cold eyes: "Just like when the great king of Tibetan Buddhism was here, I was patient and acted according to his rules. This was following the trend of nature. And what about you? If you don't overestimate your capabilities, that is going against heaven. Let you After seeing my true strength, your death will not be unjust. After you die, your power will belong to me, and your power in my body will help me kill more people, what do you think?"
Monk Xuanting was caught. He reluctantly sat cross-legged and clasped his hands together: "You are wrong. The distinction between good and evil is never defined by the strong, but by the human heart."
The ghost Bai Du laughed: "No, it's a human being. Do you know why I am still so powerful after so many years? It's because there are many idiots in the human world who believe in me and sacrifice living animals to me. Those living people are used as sacrifices , the energy of life turns into the power of faith and is injected into me, and I become stronger and stronger.”
He raised his finger and pointed at Xuanting's nose: "So, why do you fight with me?"
His eyes sharpened: "King Kong's angry eyes are for slaying demons!"
His eyes sharpened: "King Kong's angry eyes are for slaying demons!"
He stopped, looked into Xuanting's eyes and said word by word: "I am still alive and well, but Mr. Fu is dead."
[Vajrapani]
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with pity: "Why did the Buddha have to incarnate as King Tripitaka in the first place? It's not because hell is too chaotic. There has never been hell. If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later. Why did he come at that time? It's because He had already had the desire to kill in his heart, and he had to cut it off in order to continue pretending to be his Buddha, so he attached all the thoughts of killing to his clone and sent the clone to hell."
He raised his finger and pointed at Xuanting's nose: "So, why do you fight with me?"
He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and one hundred and eight black Buddhist beads appeared, like one hundred and eight thunderbolts that struck the ghost angel Bai Du. The ghost made Bai Du float back and press forward with one palm. A black light appeared in his palm, followed by a light shield flashing with black runes. The two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield are superimposed on each other and are still rotating. The pattern looks weird and mysterious.
"Monk, are you crazy about wanting to become a Buddha?"
Ghost Baidu looked contemptuous: "With your humble cultivation, do you dare to be called Dazang?"
He raised his finger and pointed at Xuanting's nose: "So, why do you fight with me?"
"Cow? Sheep? Pig? Dog?"
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
"What I killed was not a human being, but an evil heretic."
He grabbed the white sickle with both hands and slashed it upward. With a bang, the black lotus platform was directly chopped into pieces.
One hundred and eight Buddhist beads struck like a hundred heavy artillery pieces, but they were all blocked by the light shield.
He looked at Xuanting with contempt: "Although I can't leave hell, my spiritual power can penetrate the boundaries of hell and enter the human world, and create a religion with a shadow. It's not just me, but all the powerful people in hell can do this. Most of your ghost-worshiping sects in the human world were founded by us, because we need living animals for sacrifice. Let me tell you one more thing. Do you know what the best sacrifice in the world is? "
His eyes sharpened: "King Kong's angry eyes are for slaying demons!"
Ghost Baidu looked contemptuous: "With your humble cultivation, do you dare to be called Dazang?"
He looked at Xuanting with contempt: "Although I can't leave hell, my spiritual power can penetrate the boundaries of hell and enter the human world, and create a religion with a shadow. It's not just me, but all the powerful people in hell can do this. Most of your ghost-worshiping sects in the human world were founded by us, because we need living animals for sacrifice. Let me tell you one more thing. Do you know what the best sacrifice in the world is? "
"At the beginning, I was afraid of King Tripitaka, so I proclaimed myself a cultivator. Now that King Tripitaka is dead, I will break the seal. From then on, in hell... those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish."
He was leaning against the city wall, looking a little lazy: "When the Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell," countless believers came one after another. But this hell needs people to save it? People are human beings, and ghosts are ghosts. If you come in, it will cause chaos. reincarnation."
"Those who do good are great."
He moved his hand fiercely, and the two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield suddenly stopped. Black beams of light were fired out from the light shield one after another, heading straight towards Xuanting. There is a strong aura of death in those light beams. If it were in the human world, once this aura of death passes, not a single blade of grass will grow.
Baidu, the ghost messenger, said: "Okay, then just come and kill me. I'd like to see how capable you are. Don't you want to get rid of evil? Don't you think I'm an evil person? Then I'll tell you something else. ”
"What I killed was not a human being, but an evil heretic."
One hundred and eight Buddhist beads struck like a hundred heavy artillery pieces, but they were all blocked by the light shield.
Ghost Baidu sneered: "Just now I was warming up, now I want you to experience what the power of faith is."
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "You are too weak. If you are weak, just surrender honestly."
Ghost Baidu looked at the monk in front of him as if he were seeing a joke: "Do you know how many monks have committed suicide every year since the Buddha's avatar? I have always said that Buddhism does not do good deeds and accumulate virtue, but harms others."
Monk Xuanting clasped his hands together, and the black sun behind him started to rotate, and black fire rushed towards the beam. The scene looked indescribable. The dense black fire and the dense black beams of light kept colliding together. In just a short moment, a long section of the wall of the White City collapsed. Those ghosts who had no time to escape and the men of Baidu, the ghost in the city, were bombarded to death.
He sat down cross-legged in mid-air, lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and clasped his hands together. His body began to glow with golden light, becoming more and more dazzling. Immediately afterwards, a huge black lotus platform appeared in the sky and fell heavily.
He sat down cross-legged in mid-air, lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and clasped his hands together. His body began to glow with golden light, becoming more and more dazzling. Immediately afterwards, a huge black lotus platform appeared in the sky and fell heavily.
He was leaning against the city wall, looking a little lazy: "When the Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell," countless believers came one after another. But this hell needs people to save it? People are human beings, and ghosts are ghosts. If you come in, it will cause chaos. reincarnation."
Baidu, the ghost, grasped with five fingers: "Then I will see your heart!"
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
Xuanting pushed forward with both hands.
"What I hate most is the monk."
He raised his finger and pointed at Xuanting's nose: "So, why do you fight with me?"
Two guys who looked like humanoid fighter jets seemed to be bombarding each other with dense laser cannons.
"In this way, he killed more people in hell, and his desire to kill disappeared. But the poor clone fell into the devil's path because of this."
Ghost Baidu stretched out his hand to grab it, and a huge white sickle appeared in the void. He grabbed the sickle in his hand and swept it across, and the white light slashed towards Xuanting like a horse. Monk Xuanting stretched out his left hand like a flower, and suddenly a huge Buddha's hand appeared in the sky. With his thumb and middle finger, he pinched the pigeon that was split by the white sickle just right.
The ghost made Baidu rush forward, striking with blow after blow with his white scythe.
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
Xuanting pushed forward with both hands.
Xuanting shook his head: "There is no limit to injustice."
"Monk, are you crazy about wanting to become a Buddha?"
He was leaning against the city wall, looking a little lazy: "When the Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell," countless believers came one after another. But this hell needs people to save it? People are human beings, and ghosts are ghosts. If you come in, it will cause chaos. reincarnation."
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with pity: "Why did the Buddha have to incarnate as King Tripitaka in the first place? It's not because hell is too chaotic. There has never been hell. If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later. Why did he come at that time? It's because He had already had the desire to kill in his heart, and he had to cut it off in order to continue pretending to be his Buddha, so he attached all the thoughts of killing to his clone and sent the clone to hell."
"Do you know where the biggest harvest comes from? It's the so-called high-status people in the human world. Kings of various countries, scholar-bureaucrats, meritorious people, and rich people. The higher the status, they kill The more happy you are when you come. Let me think about it... I was in the Yin and Shang Dynasty before the spring and Autumn period of your human world. I penetrated the hell world with my mind and affected you for the first time. "
[Vajrapani]
Two guys who looked like humanoid fighter jets seemed to be bombarding each other with dense laser cannons.
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Xuanting's eyes: "I just want to ask why the great Tibetan king who was transformed by the Buddha didn't kill you."
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with pity: "Why did the Buddha have to incarnate as King Tripitaka in the first place? It's not because hell is too chaotic. There has never been hell. If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later. Why did he come at that time? It's because He had already had the desire to kill in his heart, and he had to cut it off in order to continue pretending to be his Buddha, so he attached all the thoughts of killing to his clone and sent the clone to hell."
His eyes sharpened: "King Kong's angry eyes are for slaying demons!"
Ghost Baidu stretched out his hand to grab it, and a huge white sickle appeared in the void. He grabbed the sickle in his hand and swept it across, and the white light slashed towards Xuanting like a horse. Monk Xuanting stretched out his left hand like a flower, and suddenly a huge Buddha's hand appeared in the sky. With his thumb and middle finger, he pinched the pigeon that was split by the white sickle just right.
"What I hate most is the monk."
"You were just deceived."
"The rampant behavior of people in the world is their sin. It is your sin that you are causing trouble in hell."
"but."
[Vajrapani]
"If hell is not empty, how can we become a Buddha?"
Baidu, the ghost, grasped with five fingers: "Then I will see your heart!"
"Is it true that Daizo Myōō came to hell to restore order?"
Monk Xuanting vomited blood again, and the blood stained the clothes in front of him. His face began to turn pale, the power of cultivation in his body was corroded by the black energy, and he became weaker and weaker.
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with pity: "Why did the Buddha have to incarnate as King Tripitaka in the first place? It's not because hell is too chaotic. There has never been hell. If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later. Why did he come at that time? It's because He had already had the desire to kill in his heart, and he had to cut it off in order to continue pretending to be his Buddha, so he attached all the thoughts of killing to his clone and sent the clone to hell."
He smiled so proudly: "I am solely responsible for half of the sins committed by the Lord of Hell."
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting: "Do you still think Buddha is great now?"
Xuanting flipped his wrist, and the white horse was thrown away. The white light flew into the city with a twist, and with a bang, it smashed all the buildings within a range of at least 100 meters. Large tracts of houses collapsed, and all those who had no time to escape were killed.
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
Ghost Baidu looked at the monk in front of him as if he were seeing a joke: "Do you know how many monks have committed suicide every year since the Buddha's avatar? I have always said that Buddhism does not do good deeds and accumulate virtue, but harms others."
Monk Xuanting was caught. He reluctantly sat cross-legged and clasped his hands together: "You are wrong. The distinction between good and evil is never defined by the strong, but by the human heart."
Xuanting shook his head: "There is no limit to injustice."
"I told those dignitaries that after they die, and after their relatives die, they must be buried with a large number of living sacrifices. In this way, underground, they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them, and they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them. You can live the life of a superior person. Therefore, if you are a king, you will be buried with thousands or even tens of thousands of people. Those with lower status will be buried with hundreds or dozens of people. My source of strength, from that time to now, is still inexhaustible.”
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
"If hell is not empty, how can we become a Buddha?"
"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows to save all sentient beings."
The ghost made Baidu rush forward, striking with blow after blow with his white scythe.
"I underestimated you."
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it with his left hand and said, "You are just a poor thing. You have been brainwashed by the Buddha and think that good in this world will eventually defeat evil. However, the distinction between good and evil is not something that the strong come to tell ordinary people. If I were the world's It is extremely powerful and reverses good and evil, and ordinary people will believe it without doubt."
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "You are too weak. If you are weak, just surrender honestly."
"What I killed was not a human being, but an evil heretic."
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
Ghost Baidu looked contemptuous: "With your humble cultivation, do you dare to be called Dazang?"
Xuanting pushed forward with both hands.
Monk Xuanting stretched out his right hand forward, a black light flashed, and a black sword appeared in his hand. The two people hit the ground from mid-air, and then hit the mountain north of Baicheng from the ground. Everywhere he passed was devastated.
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it again and held all the one hundred and eight Buddhist beads in his hand in mid-air. After grasping it, he exerted force, and all the one hundred and eight beads were crushed in his palm. His hand slowly opened, and the powder of the beads fell down.
Ghost Baidu clicked forward with his index and middle fingers: "In hell, my power is unlimited, but what about you?"
"Monk, are you crazy about wanting to become a Buddha?"
He walked back and forth, not paying attention to Xuanting at all: "If I were in the human world, of course I would not be your opponent, because I have no ability in the human world. But in this hell, you are just a person in my eyes. They are just slightly stronger human beings. Going forward thousands of years and tens of thousands of years in your human world, from the ancient Spring and Autumn Period to the present day, even in the future, people who worship ghosts will not stop."
Monk Xuanting clasped his hands together, and black flames appeared behind his back. The flame floated behind his head like a black sun, giving him an extremely dark and solemn look.
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "You are too weak. If you are weak, just surrender honestly."
"I underestimated you."
"Seal, open!"
Ghost Baidu looked contemptuous: "With your humble cultivation, do you dare to be called Dazang?"
He moved his hand fiercely, and the two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield suddenly stopped. Black beams of light were fired out from the light shield one after another, heading straight towards Xuanting. There is a strong aura of death in those light beams. If it were in the human world, once this aura of death passes, not a single blade of grass will grow.
Ghost Baidu sneered: "Just now I was warming up, now I want you to experience what the power of faith is."
"The rampant behavior of people in the world is their sin. It is your sin that you are causing trouble in hell."
He moved his hand fiercely, and the two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield suddenly stopped. Black beams of light were fired out from the light shield one after another, heading straight towards Xuanting. There is a strong aura of death in those light beams. If it were in the human world, once this aura of death passes, not a single blade of grass will grow.
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
"Monk, are you crazy about wanting to become a Buddha?"
He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it on his heart, and the five fingers gripped his body deeply. Ghost Bai Du's expression became distorted and became more ferocious.
As soon as he said this, Xuanting spat out another mouthful of blood, and his body went limp and fell from the air.
Monk Xuanting vomited blood again, and the blood stained the clothes in front of him. His face began to turn pale, the power of cultivation in his body was corroded by the black energy, and he became weaker and weaker.
"What I killed was not a human being, but an evil heretic."
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it on his heart, and the five fingers gripped his body deeply. Ghost Bai Du's expression became distorted and became more ferocious.
"At the beginning, I was afraid of King Tripitaka, so I proclaimed myself a cultivator. Now that King Tripitaka is dead, I will break the seal. From then on, in hell... those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish."
"but."
"He didn't kill me because he was stupid."
[Vajrapani]
"Seal, open!"
Ghost Baidu sneered: "Just now I was warming up, now I want you to experience what the power of faith is."
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with cold eyes: "Just like when the great king of Tibetan Buddhism was here, I was patient and acted according to his rules. This was following the trend of nature. And what about you? If you don't overestimate your capabilities, that is going against heaven. Let you After seeing my true strength, your death will not be unjust. After you die, your power will belong to me, and your power in my body will help me kill more people, what do you think?"
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it again and held all the one hundred and eight Buddhist beads in his hand in mid-air. After grasping it, he exerted force, and all the one hundred and eight beads were crushed in his palm. His hand slowly opened, and the powder of the beads fell down.
"Those who do good are great."
"but."
"What I hate most is the monk."
Xuanting shook his head: "There is no limit to injustice."
As he shouted violently, five black lights spurted out from the bloody holes on his five fingers. The light formed a human-shaped shadow in front of him, then turned back and pounced into the demon Bai Du's body. in the body. When the humanoid shadow and the ghost Bai Du merged into one, his whole person changed.
Monk Xuanting vomited blood again, and the blood stained the clothes in front of him. His face began to turn pale, the power of cultivation in his body was corroded by the black energy, and he became weaker and weaker.
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Xuanting's eyes: "I just want to ask why the great Tibetan king who was transformed by the Buddha didn't kill you."
"Cow? Sheep? Pig? Dog?"
"What I hate most is the monk."
"Is it true that Daizo Myōō came to hell to restore order?"
He looked at Xuanting with contempt: "Although I can't leave hell, my spiritual power can penetrate the boundaries of hell and enter the human world, and create a religion with a shadow. It's not just me, but all the powerful people in hell can do this. Most of your ghost-worshiping sects in the human world were founded by us, because we need living animals for sacrifice. Let me tell you one more thing. Do you know what the best sacrifice in the world is? "
"but."
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Xuanting's eyes: "I just want to ask why the great Tibetan king who was transformed by the Buddha didn't kill you."
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
"Is it true that Daizo Myōō came to hell to restore order?"
Monk Xuanting was caught. He reluctantly sat cross-legged and clasped his hands together: "You are wrong. The distinction between good and evil is never defined by the strong, but by the human heart."
He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it on his heart, and the five fingers gripped his body deeply. Ghost Bai Du's expression became distorted and became more ferocious.
"If hell is not empty, how can we become a Buddha?"
"At the beginning, I was afraid of King Tripitaka, so I proclaimed myself a cultivator. Now that King Tripitaka is dead, I will break the seal. From then on, in hell... those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish."
The ghost made Baidu rush forward, striking with blow after blow with his white scythe.
He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it on his heart, and the five fingers gripped his body deeply. Ghost Bai Du's expression became distorted and became more ferocious.
Baidu, the ghost, grasped with five fingers: "Then I will see your heart!"
"Is it true that Daizo Myōō came to hell to restore order?"
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Xuanting's eyes: "I just want to ask why the great Tibetan king who was transformed by the Buddha didn't kill you."
"In this way, he killed more people in hell, and his desire to kill disappeared. But the poor clone fell into the devil's path because of this."
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Xuanting's eyes: "I just want to ask why the great Tibetan king who was transformed by the Buddha didn't kill you."
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it again and held all the one hundred and eight Buddhist beads in his hand in mid-air. After grasping it, he exerted force, and all the one hundred and eight beads were crushed in his palm. His hand slowly opened, and the powder of the beads fell down.
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
"He didn't kill me because he was stupid."
"If hell is not empty, how can we become a Buddha?"
"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows to save all sentient beings."
He sat down cross-legged in mid-air, lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and clasped his hands together. His body began to glow with golden light, becoming more and more dazzling. Immediately afterwards, a huge black lotus platform appeared in the sky and fell heavily.
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
Monk Xuanting vomited blood again, and the blood stained the clothes in front of him. His face began to turn pale, the power of cultivation in his body was corroded by the black energy, and he became weaker and weaker.
"You were just deceived."
"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows to save all sentient beings."
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
He raised his finger and pointed at Xuanting's nose: "So, why do you fight with me?"
He moved his hand fiercely, and the two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield suddenly stopped. Black beams of light were fired out from the light shield one after another, heading straight towards Xuanting. There is a strong aura of death in those light beams. If it were in the human world, once this aura of death passes, not a single blade of grass will grow.
Ghost Baidu said with a smile: "You also know, who do you so-called good people hate the most? For example, if a bandit leads hundreds of people to block the road, rob and kill in vain, who will remember the names of those minions in the end? The name? I only remember the bandit leader. The master of the Eighteenth Palace is the bandit leader of the underworld. As for me, unfortunately, I am neither a high nor a low person, so no one cares about people like me. . But in fact, is the bandit leader really the one who kills the most people?”
As he shouted violently, five black lights spurted out from the bloody holes on his five fingers. The light formed a human-shaped shadow in front of him, then turned back and pounced into the demon Bai Du's body. in the body. When the humanoid shadow and the ghost Bai Du merged into one, his whole person changed.
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with pity: "Why did the Buddha have to incarnate as King Tripitaka in the first place? It's not because hell is too chaotic. There has never been hell. If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later. Why did he come at that time? It's because He had already had the desire to kill in his heart, and he had to cut it off in order to continue pretending to be his Buddha, so he attached all the thoughts of killing to his clone and sent the clone to hell."
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
Monk Xuanting clasped his hands together, and black flames appeared behind his back. The flame floated behind his head like a black sun, giving him an extremely dark and solemn look.
Baidu, the ghost messenger, said: "Okay, then just come and kill me. I'd like to see how capable you are. Don't you want to get rid of evil? Don't you think I'm an evil person? Then I'll tell you something else. ”
He raised his finger and pointed at Xuanting's nose: "So, why do you fight with me?"
"In this way, he killed more people in hell, and his desire to kill disappeared. But the poor clone fell into the devil's path because of this."
He looked at Xuanting with contempt: "Although I can't leave hell, my spiritual power can penetrate the boundaries of hell and enter the human world, and create a religion with a shadow. It's not just me, but all the powerful people in hell can do this. Most of your ghost-worshiping sects in the human world were founded by us, because we need living animals for sacrifice. Let me tell you one more thing. Do you know what the best sacrifice in the world is? "
Baidu, the ghost messenger, said: "Okay, then just come and kill me. I'd like to see how capable you are. Don't you want to get rid of evil? Don't you think I'm an evil person? Then I'll tell you something else. ”
Xuanting flipped his wrist, and the white horse was thrown away. The white light flew into the city with a twist, and with a bang, it smashed all the buildings within a range of at least 100 meters. Large tracts of houses collapsed, and all those who had no time to escape were killed.
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
"Those who do good are great."
He walked back and forth, not paying attention to Xuanting at all: "If I were in the human world, of course I would not be your opponent, because I have no ability in the human world. But in this hell, you are just a person in my eyes. They are just slightly stronger human beings. Going forward thousands of years and tens of thousands of years in your human world, from the ancient Spring and Autumn Period to the present day, even in the future, people who worship ghosts will not stop."
Baidu, the ghost messenger, said: "Okay, then just come and kill me. I'd like to see how capable you are. Don't you want to get rid of evil? Don't you think I'm an evil person? Then I'll tell you something else. ”
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting: "Do you still think Buddha is great now?"
He grabbed the white sickle with both hands and slashed it upward. With a bang, the black lotus platform was directly chopped into pieces.
Ghost Baidu stretched out his hand to grab it, and a huge white sickle appeared in the void. He grabbed the sickle in his hand and swept it across, and the white light slashed towards Xuanting like a horse. Monk Xuanting stretched out his left hand like a flower, and suddenly a huge Buddha's hand appeared in the sky. With his thumb and middle finger, he pinched the pigeon that was split by the white sickle just right.
"Cow? Sheep? Pig? Dog?"
"Monk, are you crazy about wanting to become a Buddha?"
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
"Those who do good are great."
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
He walked back and forth, not paying attention to Xuanting at all: "If I were in the human world, of course I would not be your opponent, because I have no ability in the human world. But in this hell, you are just a person in my eyes. They are just slightly stronger human beings. Going forward thousands of years and tens of thousands of years in your human world, from the ancient Spring and Autumn Period to the present day, even in the future, people who worship ghosts will not stop."
He moved his hand fiercely, and the two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield suddenly stopped. Black beams of light were fired out from the light shield one after another, heading straight towards Xuanting. There is a strong aura of death in those light beams. If it were in the human world, once this aura of death passes, not a single blade of grass will grow.
Ghost Baidu said with a smile: "You also know, who do you so-called good people hate the most? For example, if a bandit leads hundreds of people to block the road, rob and kill in vain, who will remember the names of those minions in the end? The name? I only remember the bandit leader. The master of the Eighteenth Palace is the bandit leader of the underworld. As for me, unfortunately, I am neither a high nor a low person, so no one cares about people like me. . But in fact, is the bandit leader really the one who kills the most people?”
Xuanting shook his head: "There is no limit to injustice."
Xuanting pushed forward with both hands.
His eyes sharpened: "King Kong's angry eyes are for slaying demons!"
Xuanting flipped his wrist, and the white horse was thrown away. The white light flew into the city with a twist, and with a bang, it smashed all the buildings within a range of at least 100 meters. Large tracts of houses collapsed, and all those who had no time to escape were killed.
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
Baidu, the ghost, grasped with five fingers: "Then I will see your heart!"
[Vajrapani]
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
"You're no worse than me at killing people."
"but."
Ghost Baidu looked contemptuous: "With your humble cultivation, do you dare to be called Dazang?"
He grabbed the white sickle with both hands and slashed it upward. With a bang, the black lotus platform was directly chopped into pieces.
"Seal, open!"
"Cow? Sheep? Pig? Dog?"
As he shouted violently, five black lights spurted out from the bloody holes on his five fingers. The light formed a human-shaped shadow in front of him, then turned back and pounced into the demon Bai Du's body. in the body. When the humanoid shadow and the ghost Bai Du merged into one, his whole person changed.
Ghost Baidu clicked forward with his index and middle fingers: "In hell, my power is unlimited, but what about you?"
"If hell is not empty, how can we become a Buddha?"
The ghost Bai Du laughed: "No, it's a human being. Do you know why I am still so powerful after so many years? It's because there are many idiots in the human world who believe in me and sacrifice living animals to me. Those living people are used as sacrifices , the energy of life turns into the power of faith and is injected into me, and I become stronger and stronger.”
Monk Xuanting vomited blood again, and the blood stained the clothes in front of him. His face began to turn pale, the power of cultivation in his body was corroded by the black energy, and he became weaker and weaker.
Monk Xuanting stretched out his right hand forward, a black light flashed, and a black sword appeared in his hand. The two people hit the ground from mid-air, and then hit the mountain north of Baicheng from the ground. Everywhere he passed was devastated.
At that point, the two golden Buddha hands that Xuanting condensed again were instantly pierced by a ray of black energy. With a pop, a bloody hole appeared on both hands. Immediately afterwards, black energy penetrated into Monk Xuanting's body from the blood hole, and Xuanting spurted out a stream of black blood with a "wow" sound.
He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it on his heart, and the five fingers gripped his body deeply. Ghost Bai Du's expression became distorted and became more ferocious.
"The rampant behavior of people in the world is their sin. It is your sin that you are causing trouble in hell."
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with cold eyes: "Just like when the great king of Tibetan Buddhism was here, I was patient and acted according to his rules. This was following the trend of nature. And what about you? If you don't overestimate your capabilities, that is going against heaven. Let you After seeing my true strength, your death will not be unjust. After you die, your power will belong to me, and your power in my body will help me kill more people, what do you think?"
One hundred and eight Buddhist beads struck like a hundred heavy artillery pieces, but they were all blocked by the light shield.
"Monk, are you crazy about wanting to become a Buddha?"
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Xuanting's eyes: "I just want to ask why the great Tibetan king who was transformed by the Buddha didn't kill you."
Ghost Baidu clicked forward with his index and middle fingers: "In hell, my power is unlimited, but what about you?"
[Vajrapani]
He sat down cross-legged in mid-air, lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and clasped his hands together. His body began to glow with golden light, becoming more and more dazzling. Immediately afterwards, a huge black lotus platform appeared in the sky and fell heavily.
Two guys who looked like humanoid fighter jets seemed to be bombarding each other with dense laser cannons.
Ghost Baidu sneered: "Just now I was warming up, now I want you to experience what the power of faith is."
The ghost Bai Du laughed: "No, it's a human being. Do you know why I am still so powerful after so many years? It's because there are many idiots in the human world who believe in me and sacrifice living animals to me. Those living people are used as sacrifices , the energy of life turns into the power of faith and is injected into me, and I become stronger and stronger.”
"Cow? Sheep? Pig? Dog?"
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "You are too weak. If you are weak, just surrender honestly."
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it with his left hand and said, "You are just a poor thing. You have been brainwashed by the Buddha and think that good in this world will eventually defeat evil. However, the distinction between good and evil is not something that the strong come to tell ordinary people. If I were the world's It is extremely powerful and reverses good and evil, and ordinary people will believe it without doubt."
He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and one hundred and eight black Buddhist beads appeared, like one hundred and eight thunderbolts that struck the ghost angel Bai Du. The ghost made Bai Du float back and press forward with one palm. A black light appeared in his palm, followed by a light shield flashing with black runes. The two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield are superimposed on each other and are still rotating. The pattern looks weird and mysterious.
Ghost Baidu said with a smile: "You also know, who do you so-called good people hate the most? For example, if a bandit leads hundreds of people to block the road, rob and kill in vain, who will remember the names of those minions in the end? The name? I only remember the bandit leader. The master of the Eighteenth Palace is the bandit leader of the underworld. As for me, unfortunately, I am neither a high nor a low person, so no one cares about people like me. . But in fact, is the bandit leader really the one who kills the most people?”
Xuanting pushed forward with both hands.
He grabbed the white sickle with both hands and slashed it upward. With a bang, the black lotus platform was directly chopped into pieces.
He moved his hand fiercely, and the two six-pointed star patterns on the light shield suddenly stopped. Black beams of light were fired out from the light shield one after another, heading straight towards Xuanting. There is a strong aura of death in those light beams. If it were in the human world, once this aura of death passes, not a single blade of grass will grow.
"I told those dignitaries that after they die, and after their relatives die, they must be buried with a large number of living sacrifices. In this way, underground, they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them, and they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them. You can live the life of a superior person. Therefore, if you are a king, you will be buried with thousands or even tens of thousands of people. Those with lower status will be buried with hundreds or dozens of people. My source of strength, from that time to now, is still inexhaustible.”
He sat down cross-legged in mid-air, lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and clasped his hands together. His body began to glow with golden light, becoming more and more dazzling. Immediately afterwards, a huge black lotus platform appeared in the sky and fell heavily.
"Seal, open!"
"but."
Monk Xuanting vomited blood again, and the blood stained the clothes in front of him. His face began to turn pale, the power of cultivation in his body was corroded by the black energy, and he became weaker and weaker.
Monk Xuanting clasped his hands together, and black flames appeared behind his back. The flame floated behind his head like a black sun, giving him an extremely dark and solemn look.
"I told those dignitaries that after they die, and after their relatives die, they must be buried with a large number of living sacrifices. In this way, underground, they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them, and they still have a large number of slaves to serve them and dress them. You can live the life of a superior person. Therefore, if you are a king, you will be buried with thousands or even tens of thousands of people. Those with lower status will be buried with hundreds or dozens of people. My source of strength, from that time to now, is still inexhaustible.”
"He didn't kill me because he was stupid."
Ghost Baidu stretched out his hand to grab it, and a huge white sickle appeared in the void. He grabbed the sickle in his hand and swept it across, and the white light slashed towards Xuanting like a horse. Monk Xuanting stretched out his left hand like a flower, and suddenly a huge Buddha's hand appeared in the sky. With his thumb and middle finger, he pinched the pigeon that was split by the white sickle just right.
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
"Monk, are you crazy about wanting to become a Buddha?"
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with cold eyes: "Just like when the great king of Tibetan Buddhism was here, I was patient and acted according to his rules. This was following the trend of nature. And what about you? If you don't overestimate your capabilities, that is going against heaven. Let you After seeing my true strength, your death will not be unjust. After you die, your power will belong to me, and your power in my body will help me kill more people, what do you think?"
"but."
The ghost made Baidu rush forward, striking with blow after blow with his white scythe.
[Vajrapani]
Ghost Baidu looked at Xuanting with cold eyes: "Just like when the great king of Tibetan Buddhism was here, I was patient and acted according to his rules. This was following the trend of nature. And what about you? If you don't overestimate your capabilities, that is going against heaven. Let you After seeing my true strength, your death will not be unjust. After you die, your power will belong to me, and your power in my body will help me kill more people, what do you think?"
Ghost Baidu sneered: "Just now I was warming up, now I want you to experience what the power of faith is."
Xuanting pushed forward with both hands.
He looked at Xuanting with contempt: "Although I can't leave hell, my spiritual power can penetrate the boundaries of hell and enter the human world, and create a religion with a shadow. It's not just me, but all the powerful people in hell can do this. Most of your ghost-worshiping sects in the human world were founded by us, because we need living animals for sacrifice. Let me tell you one more thing. Do you know what the best sacrifice in the world is? "
He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it on his heart, and the five fingers gripped his body deeply. Ghost Bai Du's expression became distorted and became more ferocious.
[Vajrapani]
He raised his finger and pointed at Xuanting's nose: "So, why do you fight with me?"
As soon as he said this, Xuanting spat out another mouthful of blood, and his body went limp and fell from the air.
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
"Rules are always made by the strong and broken by the strong."
"You were just deceived."
Monk Xuanting vomited blood again, and the blood stained the clothes in front of him. His face began to turn pale, the power of cultivation in his body was corroded by the black energy, and he became weaker and weaker.
He was leaning against the city wall, looking a little lazy: "When the Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell," countless believers came one after another. But this hell needs people to save it? People are human beings, and ghosts are ghosts. If you come in, it will cause chaos. reincarnation."
"Is it true that Daizo Myōō came to hell to restore order?"
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it with his left hand and said, "You are just a poor thing. You have been brainwashed by the Buddha and think that good in this world will eventually defeat evil. However, the distinction between good and evil is not something that the strong come to tell ordinary people. If I were the world's It is extremely powerful and reverses good and evil, and ordinary people will believe it without doubt."
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it again and held all the one hundred and eight Buddhist beads in his hand in mid-air. After grasping it, he exerted force, and all the one hundred and eight beads were crushed in his palm. His hand slowly opened, and the powder of the beads fell down.
He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it on his heart, and the five fingers gripped his body deeply. Ghost Bai Du's expression became distorted and became more ferocious.
Monk Xuanting was caught. He reluctantly sat cross-legged and clasped his hands together: "You are wrong. The distinction between good and evil is never defined by the strong, but by the human heart."
"Cow? Sheep? Pig? Dog?"
His eyes sharpened: "King Kong's angry eyes are for slaying demons!"
"What I hate most is the monk."
"The rampant behavior of people in the world is their sin. It is your sin that you are causing trouble in hell."
He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it on his heart, and the five fingers gripped his body deeply. Ghost Bai Du's expression became distorted and became more ferocious.
He sat down cross-legged in mid-air, lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and clasped his hands together. His body began to glow with golden light, becoming more and more dazzling. Immediately afterwards, a huge black lotus platform appeared in the sky and fell heavily.
Baidu, the ghost, grasped with five fingers: "Then I will see your heart!"
The ghost made Baidu rush forward, striking with blow after blow with his white scythe.
Ghost Bai Du stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big white-haired hand in the void grabbed the Buddha's hand that Xuanting had created. With a click, the Buddha's hand was twisted, and the sound of the bones cracking seemed to be transmitted hundreds of miles. Monk Xuanting groaned and looked down. There was a bloody mouth on his wrist.
The ghost Bai Du grabbed it with his left hand and said, "You are just a poor thing. You have been brainwashed by the Buddha and think that good in this world will eventually defeat evil. However, the distinction between good and evil is not something that the strong come to tell ordinary people. If I were the world's It is extremely powerful and reverses good and evil, and ordinary people will believe it without doubt."