Chapter 100: First

Chapter 100: First

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

In the Hall of Bright Heart, the monks were shocked, angry and anxious.

"Junior Brother Cen!"

"Senior brother can't!"

The demon beast dragging the iron plate lifted his eyelids and glanced at the boy in front of him.

Under everyone's attention, the young man took off his shoes and stepped on it without blinking.

At this time, a distant and loud bell came from afar—

clang--

Sanskrit is profound.

Qiao Wan and the other monks held their breath together, watching that foot fall on the sharp iron thorns!

As expected, the sound of iron nails piercing flesh and blood did not sound.

The expressions of the Zen masters of the Kongzi generation all changed, and after seeing the scene in front of them, they all breathed a sigh of relief!

Lu Coffin's face was a little ugly!

But this is only the first foot!

The young man paused and stepped on his second foot.

...

In fact, Cen Qingyou has always had a secret.

Before the age of five, he lived like everyone else.

Mrs. Cen and Cen Qingjia were gentle, his only trouble was probably not getting his father to take a second look.

Only Lin was in his father's eyes.

When Mrs. Cen led him to play in the garden, she sometimes bumped into Cen Xiangnan, Lin Li, and Lin Qingzhi.

Whenever this time, Mrs. Cen would lead him to hide

He remembered that the spring light that filled the garden seemed to be sprinkled on their family of three.

The young Cen Qingyou was led by Mrs. Cen and hid behind the rockery, watching Cen Xiangnan pick up Lin Qingzhi and play with him, smiling from ear to ear.

At that time, he was very envious.

I envy Lin Qingzhi.

Cen Qingyou lowered his eyes, stepped forward and stepped on another foot.

stepped on the nail.

He is different from Lin Qingzhi. To get that glance from the corner of Cen Xiangnan's eyes, he must work harder.

So, the little boy learns every day, learns to read, learn to read, learn to practice, learn etiquette and worldly manners.

Finally, Cen Xiangnan gave him a little out of the corner of his eye.

Cen Qingyou, who was cautious and gentle and polite, was almost ecstatic.

At that time, he felt that he had been satisfied and wanted nothing more.

But then it changed.

Later, many monks found Cen Mansion and said he was a blue-eyed evil Buddha.

Cen Qingyou was stunned.

The blue-eyed evil Buddha, that evil Buddha who kills nothing, even uses it as a way of cultivation and takes pleasure in it? !

Those monks said that he is a container, a container chosen by the blue-eyed evil Buddha, and his soul has been merged with the remnant soul of the blue-eyed evil Buddha. One day, the evil Buddha will use this container to return to the realm of self-cultivation.

Since then, Cen Qingyou's life has changed, he is no longer Cen Qingyou, he has become a blue-eyed evil Buddha.

Everyone is saying that sooner or later, the blue-eyed evil Buddha will come back, and it is safest to kill him!

But there was one person who defied all opinions and appeared in front of him, wanting to accept him as a disciple.

This person is the Venerable Dharma.

Mrs. Cen personally begged Venerable Miaofa to come forward and decide.

The dignified Buddha with a precious image seemed to have a bad temper and was not very approachable, but despite everyone's pressure, he was brought under his own door, and he devoted himself to transforming him.

When he was most confused, the Buddha shouted angrily and told him that he was him, Cen Qingyou.

So he treated people gently and was kind to others. Gradually, everyone said that the second young master of the Cen family had a good temper.

He was so kind that he was almost deliberate, forcibly drawing a dividing line between good and evil, between demons and Buddhas.

He wanted to prove it to Miaofa.

But how can a person have no evil thoughts?

Cen Qingyou continued to walk forward, this time, the iron nails sank all the way in, and in between, several blood holes were poked out of the soles of his feet.

Blood flowed down the iron plate.

Cen Qingyou looked up at the hall and lowered his eyes.

puff-

The teenager raised the soles of his feet, pulled out the iron nails on the soles of his feet, and continued to move forward without changing his expression, sighing inaudibly in his heart.

He still overestimated himself and miscalculated.

Maybe he really is that blue-eyed evil Buddha.

Some time ago, in order to seize power, he could even count on his own father and was indifferent.

Is there anything he can't do?

He was born with sin, and if it weren't for him, Venerable Miaofa would not be deeply demonic.

Everyone is afraid of him, afraid of him. He hasn't done anything yet, but his hands are full of blood. The entire cultivation world, from the northern region to the southern thirteen continents, has no place for him.

Blood dripped from the iron plate.

The Hall of Bright Heart looked at each other, silent. At this time, the monks in the hall had no time to care about the reputation of the Hall of Light, and they all looked at Cen Qingyou in horror, embarrassment, and reluctance.

After a while, the voice of Fanxin Temple sounded: "It seems that His Holiness has been working in vain for so many years."

Lu Coffin raised his eyes: "Since Cen Qingyou is still a demon, it is not difficult for our Shandao Academy to ask him to go there, and we also ask your sect to release him!"

Cen Qingyou, who has been transformed by Venerable Miaofa himself for so many years, has demonic thoughts in his heart. This is simply to peel off the face of the Great Hall of Light and slam it on the ground!

Looking at the reactions of the disciples of the Great Bright Hall, Fanxin Temple showed a smile, but still refused to give up easily, not only did not give up, but even more publicity!

"After so many years of transmutation, this demon still has evil thoughts in his heart. In my opinion, demons cannot transcend, and all demons will be killed!"

"You said yes or no?"

All demons are cut!

The four big characters landed with sonorous sound! !

The monks in the Hall of Bright Heart were silent.

This is not only a battle for the status of the Great Bright Hall and the Fanxin Temple, but also a difference in ideas!

"Why doesn't the Zen master speak? But he also agrees with our Fanxin Temple?"

In the Fanxin Temple, a young monk walked out, the vajra subduing the devil's pestle was horizontal, and the blood-stained tip pointed directly at the center of Cen Qingyou's eyebrows!

The disciples in the Hall of Bright Heart all glared angrily!

"What do you mean by this?!"

All the demons are cut, which means that Cen Qingyou can be cut!

"I see that the faces of all the Buddhist friends are wrong, do you have any objections?" The young monk said humbly: "It just so happens that the three teachings will be discussed soon. If you have any objections, why not discuss the Dharma first in this Hall of Bright Heart?!"

"As far as the matter is concerned, whether it is the slaying of all demons, or what the noble faction upholds, the demons can be transformed!"

As he said that, the young monk suddenly raised his hand, lifted the vajra pestle in his hand, and slammed the beast that was pulling the iron plate hard, the sharp tip of the vajra demon pestle pierced deeply into the flesh and blood of the three-eyed beast. Violently twisted, the beast raised its head and let out a painful roar, and the disciples of Chongde Ancient Garden and Zhanyun Peak couldn't help frowning.

Joe looked blankly.

Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Teaching this thing, the literal meaning of the text symbol and the real meaning behind it, the boundaries are blurred, and the room for manipulative play is very large. Buddha Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Pope Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Teaching Violence has also emerged since ancient times.

In Qiao Wan's memory, a mainstream Buddhist leader in a certain country during the Cold War in a previous life could even say the first chapter from the left: Chapter 1: Wing people are not considered living beings, killing Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Totally not killing living beings Such ridiculous remarks.

Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Religious wars, and institutional violence under the unity of politics and religion are not uncommon. In this world, the Fanxin Temple can say that demons are born ruthless and ruthless, and that all demons will be killed. Not surprising.

"It just so happens that there is a demon beast here, why don't we use it to discuss the law? If your sect can transform this demon in a stick of incense, our Fanxin Temple will be able to recognize the idea of ​​your sect again."

The three-eyed demon beast, bound by the iron chain, raised his eyelids at the last breath, looked at the group of people in front of him, his **** red eyes opened, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out a hoarse and tired male voice: "Bah! Our demons are demons. Fight and die for the Demon Lord! You scumbag thieves and bald donkeys have the ability to kill me, what a fart!"

Mei Kangping was right, the beast vomited blood while watching it coldly.

This entire world of self-cultivation seems to be indestructible, but in fact it is a mess of sand, each in their own way, intriguing, and crushing each other.

As long as you sneak into these sects, fan the fire, stir up disputes, and want to win them is just as easy as the palm of your hand!

Soon……

When these sects kill each other, it will be the day when their demon masters return!

If you want to cross the demon, how can it be overnight?

The disciples of the Great Hall of Light were shocked!

"Worrying demon! Yin demons and other demons, who is not riddled with demon thoughts? The so-called Buddhist cultivation, isn't it just this Yin demon realm?!"

"You guys are too deceiving! How can you cross the demons in half a day?!"

Did they show them their heads? !

"You can't cross the demons for half a day, how long do you want to delay?! Every day you delay, there will be more murders committed by the demons! Does your faction want to watch the monsters raging, and then say something like that, not enough time?"

As soon as these words came out, even Zen Master Kongding was speechless for a while. In the Hall of Bright Heart, all the monks, big and small, looked gloomy and remained silent.

Lu Dechang stretched out his hand and pointed at Cen Qingyou: "If your faction can't do it, why don't you hand over this stubborn and unruly demon to our Shandao Academy. Over the years, our Shandao Academy has given you enough face."

"You must know that the Buddha cannot destroy the established karma, and he cannot resolve the lack of karma." The Fanxin Temple did not forget to take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack. "It is said in the "Great Wisdom" that even the Buddha himself could not eliminate the established karma. Retribution for sins, killing the evil Buddha in his previous life is Cen Qingyou's established karma in this life! He is unavoidable and indestructible! He deserves to suffer this retribution, and the Buddha even suffered four of the nine sin retributions, 'stinging his feet with wood' The suffering, he now has iron nails piercing his feet, but it is only one of them."

"Or the Venerable Wonderful Dharma, do you really think that you can destroy the established karma, dare to go over the head of the Buddha, and try to call the supreme Buddha in this world?!"

These words simply put the Venerable Miaofa at the center of public criticism and roasted them on the fire.

Who dares to pretend to be a Buddha? ! Who dares to cross the Buddha's head? !

In the Hall of Bright Heart, the monks, big and small, turned pale.

If His Holiness were there, if His Holiness were there, they would not be in such a situation.

But now, who can cross this fierce beast in the entire Great Hall of Light? !

If you admit defeat, it will not only damage the reputation of the Venerable, but also the reputation of the Great Hall of Light.

Buddha and Demon...

Buddha's Demon...

They are not Buddhas, let alone demons, so how do they know what the demons are thinking?

However, even the Venerable is haunted by demons! Demon, is it really impossible to transform? !

Just as the disciples in the Hall of Light were gnashing their teeth with hatred, and their expressions were bleak, a clear male voice came over lightly.

I saw a young man in the crowd with dragon scales in the corners of his eyes, his face sinking like water, and he walked slowly.

Cen Qingyou was stunned.

Why, why do people always live for the eyes of others, and limit themselves and change themselves for the thoughts and eyes of unrelated strangers!

The boy's dark eyes were as cold as frost, and he swept around the entire Bright Heart Hall, sneering: "Who the **** told you that demons can't be transformed?"