Pure Light Tower.
Sanzang persuaded people with his reasoning, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he knocked everyone to the ground.
"Amitabha."
In the surging demonic energy, Sanzang chanted the Buddha's name, looked at the monsters lying on the ground, and said seriously, "Everyone, I don't want to use force. Force is not the only way to solve the problem. I know that you are locked up in this pure light by the Buddhist door." There is resentment in Ta's heart, but the young monk is innocent, how can you eat the young monk?"
After saying that, Sanzang stretched out his hand towards the middle-aged man beside him, with a kind smile on his childish face to show his goodwill.
However, even though his face looked childish, with the blood and evil spirit on his face, he didn't look like a good person.
The middle-aged man looked at the horrifying smile on the face of the demon monk in front of him. He was frightened in his heart, but he did not dare to refuse. He stretched out his hand tremblingly.
Sanzang held the middle-aged man's hand, pulled him up, and said softly, "If the young monk doesn't use force, you don't want to eat the young monk, okay?"
"Listen to the master."
The middle-aged man suppressed the fear in his heart and responded.
"The young monk is not a master."
Sanzang said modestly, "The young monk is just a young monk who has not yet understood the Dharma."
Around a dozen people also got up from the ground, looking at the little monk in front of them with a bit of fear in their eyes.
Sudden.
One person seemed to notice something and said in shock, "There is a Buddha seal between your eyebrows. You are a disciple of the Buddha from Qingdeng Temple!"
Hearing the words, the others subconsciously looked forward. When they saw clearly the demonic Buddha seal on the blood-stained face of the little monk, they were shocked.
Qingdeng Temple, Son of Buddha!
"It's just a false name."
Sanzang responded calmly, "It's not worth mentioning."
"Master, since you are a Buddhist disciple of Qingdeng Temple, why are you imprisoned here?" The middle-aged man came back to his senses and asked in confusion.
"Because the young monk is a demon."
Sanzang looked helpless and said, "That's why I was injured by Master and imprisoned in this Pure Light Tower."
"Buddha, that old monk injured you and locked you up here, and you still call him Master, don't you hate him?" the middle-aged man said solemnly.
"hatred?"
Sanzang smiled and shook his head and said, "Once I am a teacher, I am always a father. After all, my master has given me the grace to preach and teach. How can I hate it, the young monk? Of course, in this matter, the young monk feels that he is right. But the master was wrong, it’s just that the young monk was not good at studying and failed to beat the master, so he was imprisoned.”
"That old monk is indeed very powerful."
The middle-aged man stared at the young monk in front of him and said hopefully, "Buddha, you are a Buddhist, do you know how to get out of here?"
"can not go out."
Sanzang responded softly, "The Pure Light Tower cannot be opened inside unless someone comes to save it."
The middle-aged man and everyone around him had a look of despair on their faces.
save?
Who in this world will come to save them?
After a few breaths, the middle-aged man and others walked back to their seats one after another and sat down, with their heads lowered and silent. The atmosphere seemed extremely depressed.
In a human prison, even if a person who has committed the most heinous crimes is locked up for ten or twenty years, there is still a chance to get out. However, once you enter the Buddhist Pure Light Pagoda, you will never be able to get out again.
"Pure land is not as good as hell."
Sanzang looked at the expressions of everyone around him and sighed softly.
He has been in Qingdeng Temple for more than ten years, and he knows very well that many of the people imprisoned in this Pure Light Tower are not heinous people, but they have just gone wrong in their practice and entered the devil's way.
However, the boundaries between Buddha and demon are determined by Qingdeng Temple.
These people have no right to defend themselves.
"Are you willing to put down the butcher knife in your hands?"
Sanzang looked at everyone and asked seriously.
"Whether you let it go or not, so what?"
The middle-aged man said with a gloomy expression, "No one can get out now."
"What if I can get out?" Sanzang said seriously.
"Can you go out?"
The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and said in surprise, "Buddha, didn't you say that this Pure Light Pagoda cannot be opened from the inside?"
"It really can't be opened from the inside."
Sanzang said calmly, "But from the outside, the young monk has a friend named Li Ziye, who is the legitimate son of the great merchant Li family. He is very powerful. He also has a friend named Bai Wangyu, who is a great disciple of the Confucian sect. Very powerful, if they knew that the young monk was imprisoned under the Pure Light Pagoda, they would definitely come to save the young monk."
He was convinced of this.
pity.
What Sanzang didn’t know was.
Li Ziye is currently busy plotting against people on the battlefield in the Western Territory, and is completely unaware of the affairs of the Buddhist Kingdom.
Bai Wangyu, on the other hand, was accompanying the Li family and his daughter to Nanling, so he had enough time to come over in a short while.
Of course, the naive little monk still believed that his friends would come to save him.
"Li family? Confucianism?"
When everyone around heard this, the fire of hope was rekindled in their hearts.
They are not familiar with the Li family, but the Confucian sect is one of the strongest sects in the world.
"Everyone, you haven't answered the little monk yet, are you willing to put down the butcher knife in your hands?"
Sanzang looked at the people in front of him and asked again.
"willing!"
The middle-aged man was the first to express his stance and said in a deep voice, "As long as I can get out, my life belongs to the Buddha."
He has been imprisoned in this Pure Light Tower for seventeen years. In these seventeen years, he has killed and eaten people.
However, seventeen years ago, he had never killed anyone, let alone eaten anyone.
If you can live well, who wants to raise a butcher's knife?
"willing!"
Everyone around him immediately followed suit without any hesitation.
Maybe someone has evil intentions, but at this moment, how can it be shown.
"Amitabha."
Sanzang recited the Buddha's name softly and said, "If there is a chance, the young monk will definitely take you out. However, after you go out, if someone raises a weapon again and hurts innocent people, the young monk will send him back again."
Brother Li, Brother Bai, the young monk has made his promise, when will you come?
Master is very powerful. When you come, you should bring more people with you!
"A sneeze."
Southern Xinjiang and Western Xinjiang.
Bai Wangyu and Li Ziye sneezed at the same time, looking confused.
Which grandson talks about him!
"What's wrong?"
On the rugged road in southern Xinjiang, Li Youwei opened the curtain of her car and wondered, "Are you infected with the wind and cold?"
"No."
Bai Wangyu shook his head and said calmly, "Miss Li, don't worry."
"If you're tired, let's take a rest."
Li Youwei said softly, "Now that we have left the territory of Dashang, we are not in such a hurry to leave."
"No need."
Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "Get to Nanling early to finish your work, and go back early. After all, it's not as safe outside as at home."
"Too."
Li Youwei nodded and responded.
Western Territory.
In front of the Shang Dynasty camp, Wen Daoran came personally to negotiate.
Dashang's negotiating team is also luxurious.
The King of Triumph was the leader, the King of Rakshasa was the assistant, and Li Ziye gathered the people.
Of course, if Li Ziye hadn't snatched the Holy Sword of Judgment, he probably wouldn't have been able to gather the number of people.
Shuaiying.
The triumphant king retreated to the left and right.
However.
After a few good conversations, dirty words resounded throughout the camp.
"Three thousand sets, are you, a great businessman, crazy because you are short of money? You dare to make such a request!"
"Old fellow, three thousand sets is too much. Now that the Holy Sword of Judgment is in our hands, it is up to us to raise the demand. The fixed price is three thousand sets. If you change it, you can change it. If you don't change it, I will get out of here."
"King Triumphant, you are known as the Great Merchant and the God of War, how can you be so unreasonable as a rogue!"
"Old guy, don't talk to me about these useless things. How can you be any better? You are so old and you have been driven out of the position of the master of the palace. You still have the nerve to hang out. If it were me, I would be killed in the sky. On the pillars of the Imperial Palace!"
"King of Triumph! I have tolerated you for a long time, so go out and make some gestures!"
"Just make gestures, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
Inside the account.
Li Ziye watched the two big men arguing fiercely in front of him, and couldn't help but secretly wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
The quality is pretty good!
