"You are right. After all, you put down your butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately."
Suche said: "Actually, I have the most basic principle in life and work, and that is not to kill."
"I have been cultivating Taoism for many years, and I have always been kind to others, even according to the principle of heaven and earth. I never kill people or set fire, just to accumulate bad virtue. Don't look at my ruthlessness, but I have never killed anyone."
The Vajra Yaksa looked at the man who had cut him off inch by inch in disbelief. This man was so violent and actually claimed to be ahimsa?
"I have always believed that the motivation to eliminate evil is more important than eliminating evil itself." Su Che sighed: "Actually, these things cannot be entirely blamed on you. They are all caused by the environment of the hungry ghost realm. In the final analysis, it is Buddhism for its own selfishness. I’ve pushed you creatures to this point.”
Suche smiled: "Since you are willing to sincerely repent, then I will forgive you."
"Thank you, the Immortal. Thank you, the Immortal. I..."
Su Che raised his hand, and the Nine Nether Burning God's Yin Fire rushed to the extreme, turning the evil thing in front of him into a ball of ashes.
A gust of night wind blew by, and a crystal no bigger than the size of a fingertip was revealed among the ashes.
This should be the relic of the Hundred Medicines. Unexpectedly, the Yin Fire of Nine Nether Burning God could not destroy this thing.
Su Che put the relic on the palm of his hand and found that there were countless fine words on it, but he didn't recognize it.
interesting.
"It seems they have some masters. That Shisha Nanda should be difficult to deal with."
Su Che said to Lu Bai next to him: "We don't have much time, you go and kill all the ghosts in this village first."
"As commanded."
The residents of this village have already eaten all the Vajra Yakshas, and the rest are just evil spirits driven by these hungry ghosts.
When these ghosts see themselves as practicing practitioners, they pretend to be good people and persuade them to retreat. When they encounter victims who are unable to resist, they trick them into the village and serve as food for the evil spirits.
There is no need to keep these kind of helpers.
Lu Bai's attack was naturally swift and violent, and soon the screams of various evil spirits could be heard.
Tiqi has been its own lineage since the founding of the Liang Dynasty. Although it is inherited from father to son, it is actually similar to the general immortal sects. In other words, the internal combat strength of the Tiqi is still guaranteed.
Wherever Lu Bai's fist came, these shady ghosts were extinguished. When he came back, not a single ghost in the village could be found.
"Clean?"
Su Che put the hundred medicine relics into the Nine Bends of Yinquan.
"Transparent."
Lu Bai smiled and pursed his lips towards the surviving man.
"What should I do with this one?"
The man sat on the ground in despair. In front of him were the ashes left after the death of Vajrayaksha. Next to him were various bones scattered on the ground.
"He who helps himself will be helped by God. The rest is up to him."
Suche took the horse and turned over.
"Let's go, there are still countless places waiting for us to save."
Since leaving the Yin and Yang Realm, Su Che has seen too many people who have experienced life, separation, and death. What will be waiting for these people? What will be their fate in the future?
Suche didn't know.
But the road is trodden by people, and you have to choose a path to go on.
If a person gives up on himself, who can save him?
Suche knew that he was not a god and would never become one in the future.
The only thing a man can rely on is himself. A man's path requires him to walk step by step, and all he can do now is rush to the next battlefield.
The two mounted their horses again and continued along the avenue.
The night breeze is cool, lead clouds cover the moon, and the few stars stare at the earth ruthlessly and indifferently.
The good horse let out rapid screams, and the smell of blood in the air never seemed to fade away.
Killing, death, and grief enveloped Cizhou and continued to spread to the surrounding areas.
The common people looked at the ray of Buddha's light rising in Guobei County with confusion, wondering what kind of changes this strange light would bring to their lives.
The real manipulator behind the scenes is complacent and complacent, proud of his wonderful move, but also a little lonely. After all, it is a pity that such a good plan cannot be made public.
Yu Wenrui, the Taishi of the Northern Wei Dynasty, went all the way north, ignoring the passes in Daliang and heading straight to the north.
For these masters who have entered the fourth level, they can already break through the nine layers of Tiangang and enter the void outside the territory with the help of Xu Yufeng. The distance between north and south is only a blink of an eye for them.
At this moment, he had arrived at Guazhoudu, not far east of Jiankang City.
The river is nearly ten miles wide, and there are countless fish and dragons hidden under it.
The first man of the Northern Wei Dynasty recalled a story he had read. A certain minister of the Southern Dynasty crossed the river one day and night, and suddenly heard ethereal music coming from the water.
So he felt something in his heart and ordered his people to light the rhinoceros horns and throw them into the river.
That night, he saw something strange and bizarre that he could never forget.
Soon after, the minister died in his sleep.
Perhaps, Yu Wenrui felt that the minister back then might have stumbled into some conspiracy in the underwater world, so he was silenced.
A sound of pipa penetrated the night by the river, and the sound of killing was heard among the layers of reeds.
The drums and horns are contending, and the battlefield is thousands of miles away.
Yu Wenrui collected his mind and looked at the roaring river.
A reed was floating up and down in the river. A man dressed in white, with a wooden hairpin on his head and a clean face, held a pipa in his left hand and a plectrum in his right hand, stepping on the reed and playing quietly.
"Su Gui."
Yu Wenrui spit out a name with a smile on his lips.
"We haven't seen you for a long time. The dark clouds are very nice. You are thoughtful."
The man in white has a handsome face and warm eyes. He seems to be a good-tempered gentleman in the academy.
"The great river has a vast outline. From ancient times to the present, no matter whether they are successful kings or defeated bandits, many heroes have been like this flowing water in the east. I am like this, and so is the Grand Master."
"Why are you so depressed? You are in your prime, and you are using your life to do something for the people of the world."
Yu Wenrui smiled: "Mr. Su, I haven't seen you for many years, why are you so depressed?"
"Naturally, it can't be compared to the hero of Taishi. Taishi has grown up thousands of miles away, brought trouble to a state while talking and laughing, forced Wei Huaiwen to lead his army to retreat south, and the court was divided internally and externally. Such a heroic spirit, Su Mou is indeed twilight. deep."
The eunuch holding the royal horse's seal suddenly smiled and inserted the plectrum into the pipa strings.
"Suolu, do you want to leave now?"
Before the sound falls, the shape has already moved.
Yu Wenrui took a long breath and clenched his fists.
Even Yu Wenrui must pay attention to the person in front of him.
The water was rolling and the sky was covered with clouds.
Su Gui stretched out his palm, like an east wave surging, with thousands of palm shadows roaring towards him.
Yu Wenrui clenched his fists, and his aura was as strong as a mountain.
Fists and palms intertwined, and there were many shadows.
"What a Canglang Qianhuashou. I haven't seen Mr. Su for a long time, but he has made some progress."
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