Chapter 547 Who kills who!
"Uncle Master!"
"Without a doubt!"
Xuan Shi flicked his sleeves and a brief scene appeared on the screen. It was a man in green shirt seen in a remote town in Florida. He was stained with a little black devilish energy. He seemed to be aware of someone's prying eyes, so he slowly looked away. As soon as his eyes fell, the scene in the picture was instantly shattered.
"Click!"
The picture freezes.
That's it.
But Puxian was extremely convinced that this person was Chu Xun, and he could recognize that familiar face even if it turned into a ghost. When he thought of Holy Son Xuanjing dying because of him, his heart felt particularly stinging, and he lowered his head again. Seeing the withered and blackened right arm, it was the left hand that had not healed even in the Buddhist holy land, and was completely disabled.
He was furious when he witnessed the death of Xuan Jing at the border of Huangzhou. He penetrated the Huangzhou with his palm to suppress Chu Xun. However, he encountered the backlash and curse from the world of Huangzhou. His left hand was completely disabled and it has not improved to this day.
And he also wanted to think that Chu Xun had died a long time ago. Ten years ago, with Ji Clan and Ji Mo, the Qin Dynasty Martial God came to the eastern region of the deserted state and peeked at Chu Xun from above. His whole body was filled with death energy and curses wrapped around his body, even if he appeared in the deserted state. Zhoudongyu was also returning to its glory, and the Ninth Peak was recently destroyed, which completely shocked Jiuzhou and left him no time to pay attention.
Then Chu Xun seemed to disappear from the world. He was no longer in the ancestral land of enlightenment in Longchang of the academy, nor in the eastern region of Huangzhou. He seemed to have disappeared, and he wanted to think that Chu Xun had died. He would either burn himself or be killed by the dean of the academy when the evil spirit broke out. The person they killed was still alive after ten years.
"hiss!"
In an instant.
Deep in the soul.
A great murderous aura rose up.
There is also great caution.
Chu Xun was on the verge of death ten years ago, and now ten years have passed. Who is sure whether Chu Xun has escaped the curse of the black sludge? He has also begun to doubt Ji Mo's words. Back then, he vowed that he would die, but now two years have passed. He has been alive for ten years. If he is given a little more time to completely get rid of the curse and step into the quasi-emperor, it will be a catastrophe!
"kill!"
Speak out one word.
His murderous intention.
Moved!
Xuan Shi also looked at the Samantabhadra Bodhisattva who showed his murderous intention in horror. This small world was also changed due to the birth of his murderous intention. The holy and flawless land suddenly changed suddenly, making people feel the biting chill and coldness.
"call out!"
Before he could speak again, he saw that Master Puxian had turned into a stream of light and crossed over. He couldn't hold it anymore. He wanted to kill Chu Xun in Huangzhou that day, but was later dissuaded by the Qin Dynasty; last time It was because I had witnessed his inevitable death that he could hold back without being stained with ominous thoughts. No one could stop him at this moment.
He was afraid.
Even if Chu Xun is killed.
Cursed.
Sit in place.
He was also willing to do so.
"broken!"
After Xuanshi Bodhisattva was briefly shocked, his heart suddenly felt chilly. Chu Xun dared to appear in Fozhou and naturally had the idea of leaving successfully. However, Master Samantabhadra might have been robbed in the past, so he wanted to report it to the other uncles immediately. Feelings Looking at the completely missing figure, he also said bitterly: "You also said that I messed up the Buddha's mind. Uncle Samantabhadra, isn't your murderous intention even more serious?"
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Florida.
A remote town.
The people living here are either devout believers or monks. It is difficult for others to integrate into this environment. There are sounds of chanting Buddhist scriptures everywhere, and you can see all kinds of monks everywhere, including ascetics and young monks. There are novices, great monks, and devout monks. They gather in this city to form a city of Buddhist believers.
"horrible!"
Chu Xun said softly.
Buddhism is really a place of incomprehensible beliefs. You can see all kinds of practitioners in other states, but it is an exception in Florida. The only practice is Buddhism, and the rich Sanskrit language has long been suppressed here. Square space has caused many avenues here to be squeezed and excluded.
kendo.
Strength.
Confucianism and Taoism.
Formation path.
All suppressed.
The only way to prosperity.
"Buddha way!"
Except for Buddhism, other monks cannot survive in this place at all. This is the accumulation of countless years, which has long been invisible to exclude other practitioners. This is the purest and most sacred place.
"Amitabha!"
"Amitabha!"
"Namo Amitabha!"
Below, there were monks chanting softly, and when Chu Xun closed his eyes, he could feel the pure essence of Buddhism flowing in the surrounding space. He had also read Buddhist scriptures in the academy, and now he closed his eyes and just I feel that when I come to a place of pilgrimage, the confusing Buddhist scriptures that I used to be confused about are now solved.
That kind of enlightenment.
It was like an epiphany.
Make him obsessed.
"Buddhism!"
"Buddha practice!"
Chu Xun whispered softly. He could realize the difference after practicing for a short period of time. He even had the idea of abandoning other avenues and switching to Buddhism. If he went to the holy place of Buddhism in Lingshan, I'm afraid there would be no monks who could resist the transformation of Buddhism. But he silently thought of a monster.
Ye Wushuang.
Abandoned Confucianism.
Abandoned Buddhist practice.
He could think of how curious Ye Wushuang was about this place when he first came to practice Buddhism. At the same time, after showing his talent, Buddhism wanted to save Ye Wushuang, especially where he came from the holy land. Now the news he was vaguely inquiring about was that Buddhism wanted to save Ye Wushuang. Let Ye Wushuang return to Buddhism and replace Xuanjing as a disciple of Buddhism.
It's just a negotiation between the two parties.
It's not clear to what point.
Thoughts flow.
My heart was filled with great enlightenment.
"Buzz!"
A holy halo of light appeared faintly behind his head, releasing pure Buddha nature, and behind him, there was a silver-free Buddhist and Taoist image rising slowly. The people in the whole town were shocked at the first rising. Everyone looked around and saw the shining Buddha's light, showing excitement and saying: "An eminent monk has been born!"
“God bless Buddhism!”
“God bless Buddhism!”
They were excited.
Such as worshiping eminent monks.
Even the local city lord came quickly and asked cautiously with excitement: "May I ask which eminent monk is practicing here, who occasionally has enlightenment, became a eminent monk suddenly, and a poor monk came to congratulate...!"
"Buzz..."
Suddenly.
Small town in the west.
There is an incomparable sacred Buddha's light shining all over the nine heavens, releasing a magnificent golden body, dyeing half of the sky red, making most of the world a magnificent holy light, and a skinny eminent monk is sitting there cross-legged, chanting The Buddhist voice murmured: "Amitabha!"
"Wow!"
In an instant.
The whole town.
Boiling.
Countless monks and believers were stunned and burst into ecstasy and shock. They quickly knelt down, buried their heads deeply, and chanted Buddhist scriptures. It was a great shock that a Buddhist Bodhisattva had arrived here. Even if Just passing by is enough to make them feel proud.
Meet Buddhist Bodhisattva.
What an honor.
Even the city lord here prostrated respectfully, thinking in his heart what kind of great luck he had achieved. First, an eminent monk broke through in his own domain, and then a Bodhisattva came here in person. This is a supreme honor, enough to Walking around the nearby city is simply the pinnacle of life.