861. Heroes always kill heroes (1/2)
Two solid black painted wooden doors collapsed at Su Wu's gentle push.
The heavy wooden doors stirred up dust and destroyed some of the mechanisms behind the doors.
Su Wu pulled Lun Zhu and walked into the mountain gate of Heihei Temple in the endless dust.
"It seems that you are all ready."
The dust gradually disappeared, and many monks in the mountain gate were ready with bows and crossbows. Seeing the tall young man lift up his cone hat, revealing a handsome face, and smiling at everyone -
"Shoot!"
The old monk standing behind the monks waved his robe sleeves -
The crossbows in the hands of the monks instantly aimed at Su Wu and Lun Zhu, loosening the bowstrings and pressing the trigger!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The arrows were like a rainstorm, approaching Su Wu and Lun Zhu from the other side in an instant!
Su Wu was in the rain of arrows, his expression did not change at all. He let go of Lunzhu's palm, put his hands in front of his chest to form the "Outer Lion Seal", and uttered a syllable: "Om!"
The bright sun rose from behind his head, briefly illuminating the entire Heihei Temple--
Where the light shines, all the monks who have committed many evil deeds and have blood on their hands suddenly ignite blood and fire in their pores, and "fire trees" stand in the crowd, and the monks' wailing sounds spread throughout the Heihei Temple!
The burning monks rushed left and right in the Heihei Temple, trying to escape--but all the doors leading to the outside of the Heihei Temple have been sealed now, and they can't push the door open at all, and can't escape!
The bodies of these monks gradually shrank in the blood and fire, and their vitality quickly faded away in the beating of the flames!
"Destroy the Buddha's land and become the enemy of the Buddha!
You will be in the eighteenth level of hell now!"
A dark shadow suddenly howled and rushed towards Su Wu among the burning 'fire trees' - a gloomy and strange charm lingered on the man, who was wearing a black Futian cassock and a cockscomb hat. He survived the first wave of impact under the calamity fire sun that was evolved by Su Wu's 'intention'!
An illusory face was layered around the man, and the gloomy and strange charm was emanating from the man!
When the man approached Su Wu, the illusory face layered on the surface of his body suddenly moved to Su Wu's body -
Su Wu smiled at the black monk in front of him - he did not move at all, but the purple-red calamity shadow opened hundreds of thousands of arms, crawled out from under Su Wu's feet in an instant, and suddenly pressed down the illusory face, and the hundreds of thousands of arms tore the illusory face into two halves!
The black-robed monk who lost the protection of Li Wei immediately burned into a fire tree!
"Who goes to hell?" Su Wu asked the black-robed monk who was burning in front of him.
The black-robed monk was wailing and begging for mercy in the fire. When he heard Su Wu's question, he immediately nodded his head in a hurry: "I go to hell, I go to hell - please spare my life!"
Su Wu shook his head and walked past the black-robed monk - the abbot of Heihei Temple.
He pulled Lunzhu forward, and Ram and Danzeng followed closely behind him.
The two had already drawn the ring-handled broadswords at their waists, but the swords were useless here!
The fire tree gradually burned out.
One by one, the shriveled and withered corpses stood in the monastery in various twisted postures.
The monks in gray robes were so frightened by this scene that they gathered together and huddled in a corner, watching the evil tall figure passing by them.
There was no shadow under the feet of the tall figure.
But there was a purple-red strange figure with hundreds of arms surrounding him.
The blood and fire of all the evil monks were plucked by the strange figure and thrown into the shadows in the corners.
The blood and fire covered the slender human figure wrapped in cooked rice in the shadow world.
An inexplicable breath emanated from the human figure.
It was no longer just a dead object.
"You have finally not committed a big mistake." Su Wu's Jieying picked up all the fires of cleansing sins. He turned his head and looked at the gray-robed monks huddled in the corner, "Each of you go to the storehouse of the Black Black Temple to get some silver money for travel expenses, and go down the mountain immediately."
"Yes, yes!"
"Thank you for sparing our lives!"
"Your Excellency, be merciful, you will definitely become a Buddha!"
The gray-robed monks were pardoned, and they couldn't help but kneel down to pay tribute to Su Wu, and then scattered.
Most of the gray-robed monks didn't want to stay in this terrifying temple for a moment, and had no intention of going to the storehouse to get silver money, and ran straight to the mountain gate;
There were also a small number of gray-robed monks who were braver and ran to the storehouse of the Black Black Temple and took some silver money - with the evil star in front of them, they didn't dare to take more, and all took enough silver money and left the temple from the back door.
At this time, a faint voice came from Su Wu's side.
"You-what's your name?"
In the last 'fire tree' that was about to burn out, a thin face appeared. The face opened its eyes filled with blood and fire, and looked towards Su Wu and asked him.
Su Wu looked at him and did not speak.
Whether it was running towards the main mountain gate or gathering at the back gate, corner gate and other gates leading to the outside of the temple, the gray-robed monks all stood at the door at this time, not daring to step out of the mountain gate-the clouds on the top of the dark temple disappeared, the rising sun fell again, and the sky suddenly turned to a dark blue.
Around the mountain temple, in the hazy darkness, pairs of fluorescent green ghost eyes suddenly grew out.
The fluorescent green eyes quietly watched the monks gathered at the mountain gate.
A strong weird rhyme mixed with a hint of Lu Mu's breath overflowed from the ghost eyes.
The gray-clothed monks fought in two groups and slowly backed away in fear.
"Yuan."
A dull voice sounded from the darkness behind the green eyes.
"Yuan."
"Yuan."
…
Countless faint voices shouted out a name at the same time.
"Oh——" The wizened monk whose blood and fire was gradually fading showed a look of sudden realization on his face, "I see, your name is 'Yuan'?"
"yes."
Su Wu nodded with a calm expression: "My name is Yuan."
“I’ve been looking for you for a long time—Yuan.
I never thought that when we meet today, you will give me such a great gift.
——Bringing the head of Du Baren...
Although his body is very strange, his origin is pure and free of evil and filth.
With this head attached, I will be able to reach a higher level, Yuan, thank you very much, help me become a Buddha——" All around, inexplicable voices sounded one after another, with a strong smile.
Su Wu also laughed: "Master Jinglian, after practicing so far, do you still have empty dreams?"
"Om ah hum!"
Su Wu responded with a three-character curse!
The green ghost eyes are layered on top of each other, constantly joining together, covering the world!
In the central pupils of countless shining green eyes, there appeared a pure and flawless shadow wearing a platinum cassock and a conical hat, sitting on a lotus platform - that was the sixth phase of the 'Lotus King' condensed from the essence of the lotus!
The only function of this transformation is to seal the door to the origin of the secret realm!
Block that door!
Su Wu's left arm could no longer sneak into the source and instantly pushed open the door of the source!
"Yuan.
Do you know what terma is?
The so-called terma means burying everything you have into the source, so that the source has its own terma everywhere.
When you fight against me, you are fighting against the entire secret realm.
Compete against this world - how can you win?
How can you escape? ! "
Everywhere in the void, Jinglian’s voice kept ringing.
In the glowing green eyes, figures in platinum cassocks clasped their hands together, and the dark mandala womb barrier surrounded Su Wu. At the same time, the withered and decaying corpse of the monk beside Su Wu suddenly changed - - The monk's facial bones shifted, his skin and flesh trembled, and in an instant he transformed into a dark, skinny, eagle-nosed, deep-eyed face!
The 'Jinglian Face' smiled slightly at Su Wu.
Countless vajra pestles appeared one after another, hitting Su Wu like a violent storm!
The immense power of imprisonment entangled Su Wu like a chain. The source of the secret realm flowing here turned into a strong chain, imprisoning Su Wu's whole body and flowing through his chakras, thus all his major chakras were eliminated. The confinement made his mind sluggish, his actions stiff, and his method ineffective!
The withered and charred corpse with Jinglian's face reached out and grabbed Lunzhu's other arm. Lunzhu's original power was completely suppressed at this moment. Under Jinglian's hands, she was nothing more than an ordinary child!
The power of ‘terma’ is evident!
However, at this moment, around Su Wu, who was imprisoned and even his thoughts seemed to have stopped functioning, his voice came out from the boiling purple shadow: "Fighting against the sky is also endless fun. .
The terma exists from time immemorial. How does your terma compare to the terma in the Secret Treasure Realm itself? "
One word!
The purple-red tribulation shadow's hundreds of arms grasped a jet-black long knife. The tribulation shadow and the jet-black long knife merged into one, and suddenly cut into the gradually compressing 'Mandala Womb World' around it, cutting the world open. A gap!
Thousands of vajra pestles hit Su Wu's body covered with green gold Yuanhuang skin, cracking every inch of his body!
Puffs of blood exploded into blood mist, blending into the Black Ksitigarbha of Tribulation Shadow. The black knife with craggy claws snaked through the gap that had been cut before, and suddenly twisted, in the Mandala A hole was created in the fetal world!
The skylight of the real world shines into the world of mandala womb with the help of that hole!
Su Wu's left hand disappeared silently at shoulder level——
The door to the origin of the secret realm was suddenly pushed open by him!
Behind the door, a red figure with blood-red eyes stepped out——
The moment the red figure appeared, countless scarlet shadows surrounded the real world, surrounding Jinglian's Mandala Embodying World layer by layer. The origin of Dahua seeped into the Mandala Embodying World, so to In the dark and lightless world of the Mandala womb, there are also dense layers of red eyes!
“This is also a terma.
Master Jinglian, is this the terma you lost? "
Su Wu's consciousness recovered instantly, and the original power of the secret realm that was surrounding him and imprisoned around him instantly resumed operation!
He looked at Jinglian with a smile, pulled Lunzhu back and took him into his arms——
"Ah!"
“Om hum!
Banzagulubamasidhihum! "
The six major forms of Jinglian suddenly overlapped in front of Su Wu's eyes!
The form of the 'Wrathful Padmasambhava' is looming when the six great transformations overlap!
The world of mandala womb is broken!
The sky and the earth are red!
The raging fire gathered into blossoming red lotuses, rising from the earth, the mountains, and the monastery - burning through the sky!