When the Buddha's light recedes,
Jin An stood in the main hall of the Buddhist temple again,
In front of him was the incomplete clay Buddha statue.
Jin An glanced at the main hall, suddenly turned around and walked out of the main hall.
Outside the main hall stood Ayimaimaiti, Benny, and Aheqi. They were looking at Jin An with concern, who had been standing motionless in front of the Buddha statue since he rushed into the main hall.
Young Master Yiyun was also standing outside the palace at this time. Seeing Jin An come out again, her eyes were a little confused.
Girls are thoughtful.
She noticed a change in Jin An's aura.
Before she could ask, Jin An took the initiative and said, "How long have I been standing in front of the Buddha?"
Mr. Yiyun: "One hour."
At this moment, Ai Maimaiti and the other three people were also gathered around with concern. What happened in the main hall of the Buddhist temple? When they chased after them, they were blocked by a layer of Buddha's light barrier and could not rush in.
Speaking of this, Ayimaimaiti said happily: "The Buddha's light barrier suddenly transformed into a demonic energy barrier just now. When the devilish energy barrier was about to completely pollute the Buddha's light, the barrier suddenly disappeared on its own. Fortunately, Taoist priest Jin'an, you are safe and sound."
Jin An looked back heavily at the incomplete Buddha statue behind him: "That is the last trace of human kindness that remains in Utuk's heart, and it is also the seed of Buddha nature planted in his heart by Master Bandian. Even if he becomes a thousand-year resentment He still retained the last bit of humanity and did not kill innocent people indiscriminately."
This eight-year-old novice monk.
Even though he has witnessed all the evil in human nature and was pushed into hell from behind, he still retains his innocence and kindness.
I just want to pay with blood.
I don’t want to kill innocent people indiscriminately.
Jin An knew very well that what he had done was not enough. He still had a lot to do, and he must try every means to continue to pull him out of hell.
"Wutuke? Master Ban Dian?" Several people looked at Jin An with confusion.
Jin An did not answer immediately, but looked around the Buddhist hall: "Where are the five little ghosts?"
When he said this, the cold air between his brows became obviously more intense.
"They were scared out of the temple at the beginning. Originally, I wanted to catch them back because you have been trapped in the barrier and have no time to take care of them." This time it was Young Master Yiyun who answered.
"But the few painters I sent out have found their hiding place. If you need, I can catch them back at any time."
Young Master Yiyun's clear eyes seemed to be able to speak. She looked at Jin An with concern, as if asking Jin An what was going on. His mood had been low since he came out of the main hall of the Buddhist temple.
Jin An turned around and looked at the incomplete Buddha statue in the main hall of the Buddhist temple. He spoke clearly and every word was as sonorous as gold: "I understand your regrets..."
"I understand your obsession..."
"I understand all your grievances and all your hatred..."
"Blood debt must be repaid with blood! Murder must be repaid with life! This is the eternal truth! Give me a day and let me make up for the regrets you had during your lifetime. Let me complete your unfinished obsessions during your lifetime. Let me personally take care of all the mistakes you made back then." Bring everyone to see you!"
"Please believe in the human world again!"
"Give me a day and let me make up for all your regrets!"
After Jin An finished speaking, he told everyone in detail about all the truth he had seen in the Buddha's illumination experience. When he learned all the truth, he learned about the most humanistic thing that had ever happened in this quiet Buddhist hall. During the ugly tragedy, the three desert men with straightforward temperaments were so angry that they cursed the children and their parents as beasts inferior to pigs and dogs. Even such good young monks and old monks dared to kill them.
Although Mr. Yiyun did not curse loudly, the cold look in her eyes also proved the anger in her heart at this moment.
After they finished cursing, the desert men also swore to the sky above the Buddhist hall: "Don't worry, little monk, with so many of us helping you to avenge you, we will definitely let you take revenge!"
The matter between Little Utuk and Master Pandian was very serious. They believed that people have a good side and wanted to save those who had fallen into hell. However, the hell took advantage of the kindness, which is the greatest weakness of human nature, and devoured the two of them alive. , Jin An was already filled with resentment in his chest. After recounting the suffering that had happened to the two of them, the resentment became even more difficult to calm down.
Now he wanted to vent his unhappiness.
The Buddha is still angry,
To bring down this hell on earth,
he,
Not a saint,
Why is there no anger?
Jin An looked at the several forces hiding outside the Buddhist hall with cold eyes. Before avenging the little novice monk, he first had to get rid of those unsightly things, and then he could devote himself to making up for the little novice monk's regret after dawn.
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This is a two-story dome building with a very typical Western architectural style.
The dome building was filled with a strange smell and the Yin Qi that had not completely dissipated. The ghosts that originally resided here were killed, and a group of outsiders took over the magpie's nest.
This group of outsiders were leaning, sitting or lying down, resting with their eyes closed. The strange spots in the room were emanating from these people, and that was the smell of corpse oil.
Use corpse oil to suppress the Yang fire on your body.
Thus, he deceived all the resentful souls and corpses in the underworld.
Most of these people wore whips unique to the northern prairie people. At this time, there were a few people responsible for the night watch, standing behind the shadow of the window sill with half a window missing, looking at the Buddhist hall not far away with cold eyes.
"The things we didn't find during the day were unexpectedly hidden by those little ghosts. If those little ghosts hadn't taken the initiative to take them out, we wouldn't have been able to find anything even if we leveled the temple." The man who spoke , covered under a black robe, the skin inadvertently exposed under the black robe is gray-white, like layers of stone skin.
The grassland people believe in the Black Witch Religion.
This man is the leader of this team. The name of the shaman is not allowed to be mentioned. The team respectfully calls him "Great Witch".
The black witch religion is prevalent in the grassland tribes. The great witch is the spiritual realm of the grassland. They are witch, witch master and great shaman respectively. They are compared in order with the Qi practitioner, the soul leaving the body, and the daily travel to protect things.
Great witch, there are strong men from the third realm who went into the desert to find the elixir of immortality for the Khan. It seems that the Khan of the grassland is indeed too old and his time is running out. Even the rare and precious great witches have been sent out to find him the elixir of immortality. The elixir.
"Great witch, those people in the Buddhist hall obviously don't have the advantage in numbers. Even if they are lucky and get what we want in advance, they may not be able to hold it. Do you think they will join forces with those Han people to deal with it together? Us?" Standing next to the great witch was an old man with a gray beard and a strong frame who used a sword to cut off his horse.
Although the great witch was covered by a black robe and could not see the expression on his face, his head under the black robe obviously turned slightly to the side. The direction he looked in was exactly where Yan Kuan and his group were hiding.
The great witch, who was covered in black robes, said in a solemn voice: "Those Han people are nothing to be afraid of. They chased us all the way and were ambushed by us. Many people died. They will not conflict with us again in the short term."
"I know the Han people. Their favorite thing is to sit and watch the snipe and the clam fight. In the end, the fisherman will gain." After we killed many people in a sneak attack, they will not easily entangle with us. If they haven't found the Kingdom of the Immortal God, they will kill them first. With all of them dead, what will he do to fight us when we really find the Kingdom of the Immortal God?"
At this time, another woman's sneer sounded in the room, seemingly disdainfully: "Those Han people suffered heavy casualties after our sneak attack. What can we do with the few who escaped alive? It's not enough for us and my wife to kill them."
"You say so, Ere."
In the grassland tribes, forehead fever means husband.
Following the gaze, in the corner, a beautiful young woman with a plump figure stood with her back against the wall. She had charming silky peach blossom eyes and plump lips. Every time she spoke, she seemed to be exhaling like a orchid. What a torturous monster.
She had needle and thread in her hand and was sewing on an old man's suit.
She was talking about a man's old clothes, her eyes full of admiration.
In her eyes, her husband is a man's clothes.
He looked a little confused.
Everyone who saw this scene cursed a crazy woman in their hearts, and the flames in their abdomens that were originally aroused by the plump figure of the beautiful young woman were immediately extinguished.
The great witch's voice deepened: "As a woman sees it, the Han people are the most cunning. They like to hide their trump cards in everything they do. Never underestimate the Han people until the last moment, lest you underestimate the enemy and capsize in the gutter."
The words of the great witch seemed to have angered a lioness, and the beautiful young woman leaning against the wall became furious on the spot: "You look down on women, and you are talking as if you were not born from a woman's crotch, but jumped out of a stone by yourself. "
This madwoman has no respect for the great witch in her eyes. When she gets angry, even the lions will retreat.
The big witch shrank his neck, almost regretting giving himself a slap in the face, and secretly scolding himself for being stupid. Why did he provoke this lunatic when he had nothing to do? The big witch and the white-bearded old man looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes. They both scolded the woman like a shrew. No idea.
The other party is not alone. When the couple joins forces, even they feel a headache.
The great witch was worried that the commotion here would attract some powerful things from the underworld to peep at him, so he changed the topic with a headache: "I don't know where Sangmen went. He suddenly left without saying a word after the rain stopped at night. He hasn't come back yet. I'll be back soon." It’s almost dawn…”
at this time.
A green light appeared at the end of the sky outside. It was the first ray of dawn when the clear air rose and the turbid air sank, and the sun and moon changed.
"Wizard, is that Sangmen really as powerful as you say? Apart from seeing him eating, drinking and sleeping with a few corpses along the way, I never saw him take action along the way." The beautiful young woman said in a questioning tone.
The great witch had been staring at the movement in the direction of the Buddhist hall. He frowned and said without looking back: "When the little Khan handed over the Sangmen to my hands, he warned me not to provoke the Sangmen. I also I asked the same question as the little Khan, and the little Khan said that there is only one kind of person who has seen the Sangmen take action..."
Before the big witch finished speaking, suddenly, the air screamed, and without any warning, a cold man with a body as cold as black iron suddenly leaped up from nowhere, boom!
The earthen wall on the second floor of the domed building was hit by the sudden appearance of the crazy shadow, and a huge hole was opened. The earth and rocks that exploded inward collided into powder in the narrow space, and a large amount of dust billowed up from the hole in the wall.
"you……"
The great witch and the old man with a white beard holding a sword, faced with this unexpected surprise attack, their eyes were splitting, and they were shocked and angry in their hearts before they dared to shout a word. The domineering mad figure in the smoke didn't even bother to waste his words, the Kunwu sword was unsheathed, and in A red heat wave set off in the room. The man with cold eyes raised his left hand as hard as black steel and slapped the Kunwu knife hard.
boom!
Red flames exploded in Kunwu's sword, blasting out a terrifying aura that struck people's hearts, and a shock wave of fire visible to the naked eye swept across the surroundings in an instant.
That is the Tao rhythmic movement hidden in the Kunwu Sword that comes from some mysterious practice method.
Mortals cannot resist.
Unworthy martial artists are not allowed to spy.
Even if the mighty one tries hard, it will fall apart.
This move was made without reservation, and the fists and knives struck each other. The place was like a thunderbolt exploding, and a big explosion occurred.
Jin'an was like a ferocious beast from the ancient times that needed to be vented. He attacked fiercely without any unnecessary nonsense. The mysterious and domineering rhythm vibrating from the Kunwu sword shook all the buildings within ten feet of the cliff. Collapse.
The ten or twenty people who were resting in the building, as long as they were physically weaker, were all shocked to death by the sword, and their internal organs were shattered on the spot.
Less than five people escaped from the collapsed rubble.
Among them are great witches,
The old man with white beard,
Beautiful young woman holding needle and thread in men's clothes,
There are also two strong men.
Jin An's move was too cruel, injuring the enemy eight hundred and damaging himself a thousand. The harder he aroused the Kunwu Sword, the stronger the counterattack force he endured, and the bones, blood, and muscles in his body were boiling. , the pain was severe, even after he activated the Black Pagoda, he could not fully withstand the overbearing counter-shock force of the Kunwu Sword, and his body trembled slightly.
But that cold and resolute face didn't care about himself at all. He was feeling uncomfortable and just wanted to vent his unhappiness.
"Are you fucking crazy!"
"If you make such a big noise in the underworld, even if you kill us, you yourself won't be able to survive the whole underworld being surrounded by dead souls!"
Even the great witch, who has the highest status in the tribe and is usually regarded as a god by his people. He is aloof and pampered. At this moment, he is facing the violent churning of Yin Qi in the underworld. He feels that there are more and more terrifying auras in the darkness. Waking up with a start, he couldn't help but curse in a haze.
Because I'm too angry.
He forgot whether the other party could understand him.
But what greeted him was not Jin An's answer. Instead, after Jin An landed on the cliff path, he kicked his feet, and a white wave of air burst out from under his feet. Before he could see the figure clearly, the person rushed over instantly.
boom!
The smoke and dust exploded, and the two knives struck each other, creating a masculine and domineering shock wave. A figure was sent flying out like a cannonball, and finally his back hit the cliff hard to stop the flying backwards.
puff!
Hada's heart was shocked, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood on his face turned abnormally red. Then he saw that the sword gifted by the Khan in his hand had a gap cut out.
The opponent's strange sword seems to be able to attack mountains, but its edge remains the same.
Hada's expression changed drastically.
Seeing the white-bearded old man being chopped away by Jin An with one strike, the expressions of the others also changed drastically.
There are many tribes on the grassland, but a tribe that can develop into ten thousand people on the grassland is a large tribe that cannot be underestimated. If the adult men are formed into cavalry and charge into the Central Plains, they can sweep away several cities.
The grassland people are good at fighting and are strong in body. The number one warrior who can stand out in a tribe of ten thousand people is by no means an ordinary folk warrior.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is gifted and possesses extraordinary powers.
And Hada was the number one warrior who emerged from one of the tribes of ten thousand people. He was famous for his natural strength since he was a child. As an adult, he could even control cattle with his bare hands. He was also commended by the Khan, who personally rewarded him with an invincible sword.
In order to find the elixir of immortality for Khan and renew the country's destiny for a few more years, it can be said that they all came together with the best on this trip.
But such a prairie warrior couldn't even block the opponent's moves. He was injured and vomited blood with just one move. From a distance, the other survivors who saw this scene had their eyebrow muscles twitching. What a powerful force this must be. !
If the opponent goes to the battlefield with a mace instead of a knife, the ground will be filled with meat and meat, and no one can stop him.
Jin An's brazen attack was like a signal, and Master Yiyun and Ai Maimaiti in the Buddhist hall immediately took action.
But the direction they rushed to was not towards Jin'an.
Instead, he killed Xiang Yan Kuan's group of people.
Today they not only want to keep these people from the northern grassland tribes, but also Yan Kuan's people. They plan to take the initiative and catch them all so that they can deal with the funeral affairs of the Buddhist temple during the day without worries and clear the obstacles in advance.
After Jin An chopped off Hada, an old man with white beards, his momentum was like crazy. The tip of the knife dragged the ground and came closer step by step. The momentum on his body was rising steadily, and the tip of the knife dragged red sparks on the ground.
"Be careful with the knife in his hand. His knife is weird. Don't collide with his knife head-on. Your internal organs will be damaged!" Hada stood up with a disgraced face and solemnly reminded him.
"He has made it clear that he is going to kill us today. More and more dead people are awakening in this underworld. If we don't kill him, none of us will be able to escape! Kill!"
The great witch looked gloomy.
He took off the cloak he had been wearing on his head, revealing an old face. It was an unusually pale face, as if it had been lying in a coffin without sunlight for more than ten years. It had no hair, eyebrows, or beard, and only had a hooked nose. The gloomy look below.
He pulled out the dagger and recited a curse while slashing his arms. No blood flowed out from the wound. At this time, he took out the ashes powder refined from three hundred years of ancient corpses from a brocade bag on his waist and applied it on it. Wounds on both arms.
A strange scene happened.
All the ashes were absorbed by the wound and flowed rapidly under his skin. Wherever it passed, the already extremely pale skin became even paler.
This kind of paleness no longer belongs to the bloodless paleness of living people, nor does it belong to the ashen whiteness of dead people, but is even paler than these two.
At this moment, the great witch seemed to have turned into a psychic body. He was reciting crazy and chaotic spells. At the same time, a bloody and crazy world appeared behind him, with distorted human faces going crazy in the bloody world. Crowded, mouths open and roaring silently.
At this time, the white-bearded old man Hada and the beautiful young woman took action at the same time, trying to buy time for the great witch to offer sacrifices to the gods.
The white-bearded old man Hada took out a red pill from his body. In the pill, you could see a bloody centipede slowly squirming. Looking at the slowly squirming bloody centipede in the red pill, Hada showed hesitation on his face, but in the end he Still looking determined, he bit the pill and swallowed it.
moment.
Hada's body was surging with red evil blood energy, and his energy was soaring. There seemed to be a blood-colored centipede crawling through his eyes, and he raised his knife to kill with a thud.
The beautiful young woman also took action.
She giggled like a moth blindly fluttering towards the flame in love. She used needle and thread in her hands to embroider all her love and admiration for her husband on her man's clothes.
die! die! die! die! die!
die! die! die! die! die!
die! die! die! die! die!
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It was clear that she had a look of infatuation, expressing her love and longing, but what was embroidered in red thread were countless words of death. As the number of words of death increased, the madness of love in her eyes became stronger.
And this cursed man's clothing was bleeding out with every stitch.
It seems as if these words are not embroidered on the clothes, but directly embroidered on the woman's husband.
At this time, Hada, who was coming towards Jin'an, raised his hand and slashed with his sword. He plowed a long gap in the rocky cliff path and hit Jin'an hard, hit!
The sword energy struck Jin An's hard black skin, and spattered out sparks like the impact of a steel ingot. Jin An was unscathed, but Jin An still dragged the long sword backwards, approaching step by step with pressure.
Hada's expression changed.
The two men did not give in, each wielded their mad swords and slashed hard, and with a bang, the grass and vines on the cliff path were torn to pieces by the strong air current.
Jin An took a step back, but Hada took five or six steps back in a row. His internal organs were shocked and he spat out a large mouthful of blood again, and there was another gap in the sword.
"Come again." Jin An said the word "cold".
The word "cold" was like a demonic voice filling his ears. Hada clearly didn't want to have a head-on conflict with the strange knife in Jin An's hand, but he just couldn't control his body and brandished the sword to confront Jin An head-on.
Boom!
Hada was knocked back six or seven steps again, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth again.
The sword in his hand once again had a gap.
"Come again."
With the word cold again, Hada once again had an uncontrollable head-on confrontation with Jin An.
Boom!
"Come again."
"Come again."
"Come again."
Hada was knocked back again and again and vomited blood again and again. There were more and more gaps in the sword in his hand. After several head-on encounters, it turned into a serrated knife.
Hada's eyes were horrified, and the courage in his heart was wiped out by Jin An's weirdness. He didn't even dare to look at Jin An, he just wanted to run away from the madman in front of him.
