Those scriptures suspended in the air and spreading are weapons of attack. They are not virtual, they are not only solid, but also carry high density and high energy. However, once this kind of pure energy technique appeared, Fang Tianmu's ability could be used. He summoned the black hole and threw it towards the spreading scriptures.
The devouring power of the black hole was so strong that the scriptures were distorted and deformed, and none of them touched everyone's bodies. But that's not all what Wu Buddha did. His purpose was just to bring the Bodhisattva into the minds of sinners, and energy was just a carrier of the power of his faith.
The Bodhisattva tune first appeared in Mu Ziyun's mind. At first it was like a group of monks and nuns chanting the four characters "Amitabha", and then a strange and difficult Buddhist scripture began to sound, and then Mu Ziyun could no longer hear the words clearly. He felt something else, but instead had other perceptions. For example, when he listened to the voice, he seemed to feel a special emotion. Sometimes he was sad, sometimes he was enlightened, and then he felt the ups and downs of the world, and then the various sufferings in the world. , he is not enjoying this process, but during this period he is more and more exposed to the sins he has been contaminated with, and he increasingly feels that it is natural for him to be punished or suffer, and there are always one or two things that he cannot hear clearly. The sound of his voice made him gradually bury himself in confession.
The Bodhisattva tune that Mu Ziyun heard was the most sincere, which also meant that his sins were the heaviest. However, after years of experience, Mu Ziyun’s determination has become much stronger than before. This is like playing on Guanglang Liuli Island. Inside, the Fire Lord brainwashed Mu Ziyun. Mu Ziyun's initial resistance was very strong, but later on he was still able to maintain a trace of his clarity amidst the concepts that were constantly poured into him.
"Haha." Mu Ziyun began to have a migraine, but he tilted his head and smiled teasingly: "This is not the first day that I felt that I was a sinner. I have known that my sins are heinous since I was fifteen years old." Bodhisattva teased The sinners began to listen to the sounds representing their sins. Mu Ziyun heard the people of the three cities wailing in the flames. Mu Ziyun's migraine became more severe. It was really unpleasant to recall the past that had been buried for a long time. .
"What a pity..." Mu Ziyun said in pain: "I have been freed from my sins a long time ago. Anyone can regard me as a person of heavenly sins, but don't think that these vain sins will knock me down or crush me. I know the person I killed, and although I regret it, I will never blame myself for it again. The tricks you played on me just gave me a headache, it’s nothing at all..." Mu Ziyun frowned. Pi, it seems my head hurts even more.
Suddenly, the Bodhisattva tune made Mu Ziyun fall into a deeper "reflection". Mu Ziyun's head suddenly stopped hurting. In other words, it was as if his soul had left his body and stood in another scene. Those were the three cities of Huzhou that were burning. When he was conscious, his legs kept walking on the streets of the city. Although there were fires on both sides, there were no cries and no people. He could only smell something disgusting. of anxiety.
After walking more than ten steps, Mu Ziyun was not moved. These sins could no longer keep him awake at night, but he finally met a living person. She had an ordinary face. Although she was gorgeously dressed, she was very embarrassed and lost her soul. , which matches this natural disaster very harmoniously. That was Du Xiaoyue. Although the two only met once during the disaster, and the first meeting was fleeting, they both remembered each other's appearance, and that moment was unique to Du Xiaoyue. Big meaning.
Mu Ziyun stopped, and his legs seemed not to obey his orders. Du Xiaoyue asked him naturally: "Is this disaster your masterpiece?" Mu Ziyun was stunned, he was stuck. Here, he did not have the courage to answer this question. One of the reasons that supported him in seeing this crime clearly was precisely because no one knew about this part of his past (Hu Zi, Feng Jing and others had actually guessed it), or even if they knew, He did not pierce this layer of window paper, allowing him to live like a normal person. When he really faced Du Xiaoyue, who had lost everything in this disaster, he felt guilty. Once he felt guilty, Bodhisattva Diao found the key point to break through Mu Ziyun's psychological defense line. It would go around this road and never leave. It poked deep into Mu Ziyun's inner weakness, making him uneasy and frightened, and finally made him realize his sin and willingly accept trial and redemption.
Mu Ziyun is like this, let alone others. Ling Dang and Kite feel guilty and have gradually lost their will to fight. Hu Zi is even more serious. He even feels that he is living in this world to pay tribute to the innocent people who died in his hands. It was a great blasphemy. Although Fang Tianmu was cold and stern, he also had feelings. Everyone has feelings. His mind was about the same as that of Mu Ziyun, and soon he began to fall. Wangxiang's emotions all came from Kite, he didn't care how many people he killed. Even if the dead climbed up from hell and strangled his throat and questioned him, he didn't feel any regret at all.
Bodhisattva Diao is very good at finding weaknesses, so he took the kite and knocked down Wangxiang. From then on, Wangxiang was unable to recover and fell into deep self-blame. But even if he blamed himself, it was just regret for the kite. He will have no connection with this world.
Wu Fo sensed the ruthlessness in Wang Xiang's mind. He sighed and couldn't help but said: "A person like you is really suitable for 'Dandian'. This organization is your destination. It's a pity, Xu Nan."
Everyone lost their fighting power, but only one person could still stand upright, and it was Du Xiaoyue.
In Du Xiaoyue's mind, her dead father, mother, and even other slaves who had had a relationship with her appeared in Du Xiaoyue's mind, but Du Xiaoyue was not guilty, at least that's what she thought. She was in the purgatory of fate many times, She has tasted a lot of pain in the world. What else is worth hurting? She doesn't have the ability. She doesn't think that she didn't take an extra maid out of the city, or that she shouldn't have left the dark alliance to find Bird a few days ago. What's wrong with revenge? Even if all the compatriots of the Dark Alliance are killed, she won't feel a little guilty about it. It's strength, or the laws of the world. Weak people deserve to die. Only the strong can decide what they will eat tomorrow morning. What, is she still alive? In the past, she had no qualifications to live, so she lived an ignoble existence. All she had was suffering, and there was no sin to speak of. When she became strong, she came back for free for some unrelated people. She couldn't save others, and it didn't represent herself. It's wrong, because I have no obligation to help someone who is suffering the same suffering as myself.
Therefore, Du Xiaoyue was the worst disturbed by Bodhisattva Man.
Wu Fo was surprised. He opened his eyes and said to the calm Du Xiaoyue: "I don't feel like..." Before he could finish, Du Xiaoyue interrupted him and said: "Do you think I am guilty?"
This rhetorical question made Wu Fo start to meditate. From the feedback of Bodhisattva Tune, he felt the "karma" on Du Xiaoyue. After a long time, he sighed and said: "Not guilty, on the contrary, it should be... Pity.”
"Yes," Du Xiaoyue said expressionlessly: "Even if I kill you now, I won't feel sad, because what I have suffered is far more tragic than what I have brought to others. Everything I have done, It's just something that is natural and right, what qualifications do you have to punish or redeem me?" Du Xiaoyue stepped on the void and rushed towards Wufo.
Wu Fo pursed his lips and replied in a low voice: "You are indeed innocent, but you don't have the strength to defeat me." As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Fo's face was hit hard by Du Xiaoyue. Du Xiaoyue's body ignored Wu Fo. The thousand hands on the Buddha killed the Buddha and directly attacked the body of the Wu Buddha.
After a moment, Du Xiaoyue said with a stern face: "I understand, the power of faith that you rely on is non-energy. Although it is incomprehensible and inexplicably powerful, its weaknesses are also very obvious. It can defeat your faith. It’s also faith, and I don’t believe in heaven or fate. I only believe in myself and the strength and courage that can support me to survive. This is my faith. It can also be called reality. What knocks me down is reality. Let me stand up. It’s also reality, your faith can’t give me any help, and your tricks have no effect on me.”
Having said that, Du Xiaoyue continued to attack Wu Buddha. Wu Buddha's Thousand Hands Killing Buddha has indeed lost its effectiveness, and the golden Buddha on his body is only useful for sinful people. Du Xiaoyue's body is indeed guilty. , but compared with the suffering and injustice she suffered, she became a sinless person. Wu Fo killed countless people, killing people every day, but all he killed were guilty people. He never took action against a suffering person, and his faith did not allow him to do so. He couldn't muster up the fighting spirit to attack a poor, innocent, suffering man.
Wu Fo muttered "Amitabha" in a low voice. He did not have any protective skills or energy on his body. He silently accepted Du Xiaoyue's attacks one after another. His body was bruised all over, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but he was still calm. Like water, he had no regrets. After Du Xiaoyue paused for a moment, he said: "Go on, if this can make your suffering easier, I am willing to bear it all. I am merciful, so go ahead."
Du Xiaoyue rushed over and continued to beat Wu Fo. As she continued to beat, she shed tears and muttered: "Why? Why me!" The pain in her heart was still against the destiny. Unwilling, why are other people carrying sins, and she is the only one left with pain. The sins represent the happiness and strength that person once had, and the pain only represents her own pessimistic life. She cannot forgive the destiny, so she can only hold on to her destiny. This monk who saved all sentient beings vented her anger, but despite being beaten again and again, her fate would not change, time would not come back, and everything she did was meaningless.
Others, also injured by the Noon Buddha, slowly woke up from the Bodhisattva tune.
