Under the abyss, there were four stone statues not far away that had stood here for who knows how many years. At this moment, they looked about tens of feet high. Mo Guyuan and Wu Xiang walked slowly, filled with wonder in their hearts.
The four stone statues are in the shape of two men and two women. The male statues are fierce and ferocious, with their angry eyes wide open and look ferocious. The female statue has three heads and six arms, holding a gourd, gourd, and other things in her hands, but her face looks kind and kind. Mo Guyuan raised his head and looked up, only to realize that such miraculous craftsmanship was truly unfathomable. The two of them standing underneath were as small as ants.
Mo Guyuan was walking in front, but he didn't know that Wu Xiang's face was pale at this moment, his eyes looked at the four stone statues in front of him in disbelief, and he froze under the altar and stared blankly.
"How come the four great Shura kings Po Yazhi, Luo Qituo, Rahu, and Bhimazhitara appear here?" Wu Xiang murmured slightly.
Ahead, Mo Guyuan didn't hear anything and just walked up the steps to the altar.
Not long after, while Wu Xiang was still immersed in the stone statues in front of him, he suddenly heard a shout from above, and Wu Xiang immediately flew towards the altar.
For a moment, Wu Xiang looked at the scene in front of him and was at a loss.
"Master Wuxiang, that person seems to be Chaos?" Mo Guyuan stretched out his hand and pointed toward the altar in mid-air.
"She's right," Wu Xiang said with a frown.
At this moment, on the stone slab in the center of the altar, there were four iron chains stretched along the stone statue and one person was locked. The man was dressed in white clothes without a trace of dust. At this moment, his head was lowered and his expression could not be seen clearly. He did not know whether he was alive or dead. However, above the locked person's head, Chaos, a fiery red body, was wrapped and entangled with black energy. Chaos looked like it was struggling in pain, as if the black gas was eroding her.
"Chaos!" Wuxiang shouted upwards. However, the chaos wrapped in black energy seemed to have lost its perception of the outside world, and had no idea that Mo Guyuan and Wu Xiang below were already here.
"She seems to be trapped by the black air, what should I do?" Mo Guyuan asked.
"This place is too weird. These four stone statues are the four great Shura kings of the Asura realm. The Asura realm is one of the six realms of our Buddha. Asuras are neither humans, gods nor ghosts, but they are between gods, ghosts and humans. Because He was born with an evil spirit and was so fierce that he was called an evil god. But why did this Asura appear here? Didn't he disappear with the collapse of the God Realm three thousand years ago..." Wu Xiang looked at the chaos in front of him in pain. His face looked slightly anxious.
Mo Guyuan was surprised. He didn't expect that this place was one of the six paths of reincarnation in Buddhism.
It is rumored that Asura is a ferocious and aggressive ghost and god, one of the eight gods of the Buddhist Kingdom of Heaven and Dragon. However, he does not have the good deeds of the gods but is more competitive. There are even cruel and ambitious people who try to overthrow the Holy Land of the Buddha and rebuild it. The Western Paradise is where you enter the Shura realm and enjoy pleasure forever.
Mo Guyuan frowned and looked at the next scene, not knowing what to do. Suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing past his ears. When he looked again, he saw Wu Xiang flying towards the area where Chaos was. Mo Guyuan was stunned, and was about to draw his sword to help, but a voice suddenly came out: "He is a disciple of Buddhism, and everything is free. Little brother, why do you have to be contaminated by this unnecessary cause and effect?"
Mo Guyuan was heartbroken. Apart from himself, Wu Xiang, and the trapped Chaos, the only person left on the altar was the man in white under the iron chain. He turned around and saw that he was slowly raising his head and looking deeply at him. .
For some reason, Mo Guyuan looked at his eyes, and his heart was inexplicably shocked. Something seemed to crack in his heart, and a layer of confusion like clouds and smoke flashed through his mind. Mo Guyuan had never been so eager. Want to find out.
"Who are you?" Mo Guyuan forced aside the strange thoughts in his mind, raised his sword and pointed at the man and shouted.
"Who am I? A destitute person? A sad person? A frustrated person? Is that okay?" The man in white smiled and joked.
Mo Guyuan really had no clue. He didn't know where he was in the current situation, and there was an inexplicable person talking nonsense here. Turning his head and looking into the air, Wuxiang was already floating in the air with his legs crossed. Countless Sanskrit characters on his body turned into streams of light, criss-crossing and flying around him. Wuxiang was covered in golden light, competing with the black energy, incompatible with water and fire.
"It turns out that it was transformed from the lotus seeds under the seat of the Holy Buddha. No wonder the Buddha's intention is so strong. It's interesting! The Holy Buddha of Shura has been arguing for tens of thousands of years without distinguishing between superior and inferior. Now we can see who is stronger and who is weaker." The man in white His eyes were slightly bright, as if he was watching a good show.
"Hmph, the despicable behavior of demons and monsters, how can they fight against the Supreme Dharma of Master Wuxiang? Even if they can win, they will just rely on their cultivation of Taoism. Heaven has its own justice, and one day evil will be punished." Mo Guyuan snorted coldly. road.
"I'm just a bystander watching the fight between one religion and two religions. Little brother, if you are so jealous of evil, beware of nightmares, the cycle of cause and effect." The man in white rolled his eyes and said helplessly.
"One religion and two religions are fighting!" Mo Guyuan was more than a little surprised. This Shura was born vicious, bloodthirsty and warlike. Would such a thing exist in the Holy Land of the Buddha? Then what did the Buddha want?
"Buddha, in the month of Litian Mountain, what is the difference between the thirty-three realms of the Buddha's land and the Shura realm? In the non-contemplation, non-non-conception, there is a heaven, there is a world of other transformations, and there is also a heaven of transformation. It is said that the beginning of the world Asura, the demon, has become the great heaven and earth by himself. From the formless world, the hell world to the Saha world, one person has evolved to encompass everything. Everyone in the world is in his heart. The Buddha said that he can save people, asuras can save themselves, and everyone can become a Buddha by saving themselves. "The man in white Smilingly.
"Oh Amitabha!" A Buddha's call resounded from all directions, and it reverberated in Mo Guyuan's heart like a drum.
At this moment, there was no golden light around Wu Xiang, and the black energy surrounding the chaos suddenly stopped rotating, and then began to spread out from the body of the chaos. Chaos slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the bloodless Wu Xiang smiling gently at him.
"Monk, you!" Chaos said with a moved expression on his face.
"Guess how many scriptures I just read to you?" Wu Xiang blinked at Chaos with a look of warmth and pity that he had never seen before, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows shimmered like the red beans of lovesickness.
The sky is spinning and the earth is spinning, clouds and smoke are rising from nowhere, and the voice of Buddha is whispering in the abyss.
At the same time, the four stone statues seemed to come to life, and the four iron chains that bound the man in white were opened and loosened. The man in white fell to the ground in despair, staring blankly at the position of Wuxiang, and murmured: "You too Are you the same as me..."
The transformed stone statues of the four great Shura kings all moved towards Wuxiang. The voice chanting Buddhist songs was even more like the roar of the devil at this moment. It was pouring into Wuxiang crazily, and the black energy coming out of nowhere was flowing into Wuxiang's body. Drilling in quickly, it was even more terrifying than before.
"Master Wuxiang!" Mo Guyuan shouted urgently.
"It's useless. Those four Shura were just coveting the inherent hostility in Chaos. To save Chaos, this monk poured out all his Buddha's mind. Now there is only one Buddha's heart left, one pure Buddha's heart. But how can Shura, who has a body without the will of Buddha, let go of this opportunity?" The man in white looked at the scene in front of him and sighed.
Wuxiang was surrounded by black hurricanes, and his face was ferocious and painful, as if he was trying his best to resist something. However, sitting upright at this moment seemed to be a delicious meal in Shura's mouth. Let the black energy corrode into his body. On his face, Wuxiang's complexion turned dark, his lips turned purple, and there was an evil look appearing on his face.
"The Buddha is going to be possessed by the devil!"
Three thousand karmic fires rolled into the sky, and the sea of fire spread and surged. Mo Guyuan felt a heat wave sweeping across the entire underground. He saw a smooth and hazy woman rushing towards the black air. The fire light shot straight into the sky. Mo Guyuan was stunned. When I looked up, my mind went blank.
The woman exhausted all her essence and blood, transformed into a sea of fire and burned towards the black energy. The space fluctuated continuously. She wrapped Wuxiang in it, and the black energy strangled madly. The two were entangled with each other. It was chaos burning its own life.
"Bastard! You are the most evil thing that heaven and earth have transformed into. If I don't take your life, wouldn't it be happy if I drag this monk to return to the devil's path with you? You two will transform into devils and join me as Shura in the future. There is no need to taboo anything in the world, why not Are you happy?" In the sea of my heart, there is a devil tempting and threatening me. Wu Xiang looked intoxicated, as if he was in a dream.
Mo Guyuan took a sharp breath. The breath that was blocked in his chest could no longer be swallowed. A bright white light bloomed from his waist, like a begonia flower blooming and shining in all directions. The mana that had been imprisoned and lost returned to his heart at this moment. Mo Guyuan lowered his head and clenched his fist tightly.
"You! How come you have Lord Dragon God's Nine Dragon Glazed Jade on you!" The man in white trembled, his eyes filled with blood red and waved his sleeves towards Mo Guyuan.
Mo Guyuan seemed unaware that the plain iron sword was surprisingly sharp at this moment. The sword lengthened slowly, a pair of black feather blades stretched out from the hilt, and there seemed to be a hint of blood flowing in the deepest part of the blue light. Mo Guyuan only felt that the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand seemed to be coveting the black energy released by Shura. The Tai Chi diagram suddenly flashed under his feet, and Mo Guyuan stood up, swung the Xuanyuan Sword and smashed away the black energy outside.
"The Xuanyuan Sword sealed by Guquan is also on his body! Who is he?" The man in white no longer looked as calm as before. He frowned and tried to recall, as if something had been forgotten in his memory.
Xuanyuan Sword's monstrous sword light fell layer by layer. As Mo Guyuan drew out his sword, the light became brighter and brighter. He became more and more proficient in using the Huang Ting Sutra. No one knew that he did not dare to neglect his practice every day since he came to this wilderness. Now he has reached the level of Enter the supernatant bottleneck! At this moment, Mo Guyuan held the sword in one hand and pinched it with the other, muttering words in his mouth: "The clear water of the jade pond fills the spiritual roots, and a long ruler is placed horizontally on top of it, and my sword is unified."
On the top of each of the four Shura stone statues, a Tai Chi diagram lit up, spinning rapidly. Mo Guyuan shouted loudly and jumped into the sky. He held the Xuanyuan Sword high in one hand. In an instant, the Xuanyuan Sword evolved into eight hundred sword lights and fell towards the bottom. . The stone statue's surface glowed with golden light, and all the falling sword energy was atomized, but there were still more sword energy coming one after another. Mo Guyuan was angry in his heart. The stone statue seemed extremely difficult to break. Even though he had exhausted all his strength, the effect was minimal.
At this moment, the outer layer of Shura Qi was blocked by Mo Guyuan, and the inner body of Chaos Burning was shrouded in the black energy that penetrated at the bottom. The entire underground was trying its best to resist the current situation. I don't know how long it had passed, as if a hundred years had passed. This moment is just a blink of an eye.
Wu Xiang slowly raised his head, his fair face was gone. His face was dark and his lips were scarlet. He was extremely sinister and evil. Surprisingly, his eyes were always bright and clear.
Chaos, who was so close, looked at him with surprise, flew to him and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
The erosion speed of the black energy slowed down slightly, and Wu Xiang shook his head slightly towards Chaos to indicate that it was okay.
"Let me tell you, even I can't do anything to you, so what can these black energy that comes from nowhere do to you, but... But what they want is me, why do you want to save me regardless of your own life?" Chaos His eyes turned slightly red and he shouted to Wu Xiang.
Wuxiang, who was sitting cross-legged, wanted to raise his hand and reach out to Chaos, but he felt as if the person in front of him was far away and out of reach. As always, he smiled warmly and said, "I remembered what was left in my heart at the end. It was my persistence for you for decades in this wilderness, and it was the bud of my deep love for you that I had unknowingly planted."
At this moment, the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking, deafening, Wuxiang is whispering softly in his heart.
The love that I don’t know comes from goes deep, and in the end it is windy and hazy, but I am willing to come, without thinking about it, and I will never forget it.
Chaos' tears were falling like rain, and her face was as light and peaceful as Wu Xiang. She was already extremely beautiful, and her beautiful smile at this moment was even more thrilling.
"How can a monk like you still talk about love?"
Is there anything in the world that is more joyful than being in love with each other?
"I just had a dream. In the dream, I was standing in front of the Buddha, chanting sutras, and you were looking at me while you were knocking fish." Wuxiang grinned and said with a very happy smile.
"Hmph, you have a beautiful idea. I won't listen to that bastard chanting sutras!"
Under the violent wind and rain, the most ferocious chaos of heaven and earth is covered with red clouds, and the lotus seeds under the Buddha's rosette are incarnate in love. Chaos was born in response to heaven and earth, and is the head of the four ferocious beasts. She does not understand the rules of the world, the principles of love, etc. It is he who has been following her for all these years, and it has already been determined. The one she loves is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas will end. There is a level.
Wuxiang muttered silently, the cinnabar on his brows was vivid, and a gentle voice suddenly sounded in Chaos' ears, "Live well, for you and for me."
When he came back to his senses again, Chaos had inexplicably retracted his body. All the flames in the surrounding sky were extinguished. The Great Bead of Sorrow emitted a white curtain of soft light above his head. Chaos was furious and smashed against the light wall but could not move. He roared at the top of his lungs but could not utter a single syllable. , only tears filled his eyes.
"Donor Mo!" Mo Guyuan, who was doing his best in mid-air, suddenly heard Wuxiang's call in his ears.
"Master Wuxiang!"
"Donor Mo, I still remember that time when you said that if I need your help in the future, you will do your part," Wu Xiang laughed loudly.
Mo Guyuan wanted to nod in agreement, but a bad thought suddenly flashed through his heart. Looking at Wu Xiang's appearance, Mo Guyuan opened his mouth to speak and heard Wu Xiang shouting, "I have entered Shura, and I have no power to return to heaven." , if you don’t kill me, he will definitely bring disaster to the common people one day.”
Just a few words, like the tip of a needle piercing his heart, Mo Guyuan's heart suffocated. How could he be willing to kill Wu Xiang, how could he do it? In the beginning, Wu Xiang was kind to him, and he ignored his own safety to save himself. This taught him how he could agree.
"Master Wuxiang, is there no other way?" Mo Guyuan asked hoarsely.
Wu Xiang slowly shook his head and said, "In the whole world, only the Xuanyuan Sword in your hand can do it!"
As if he sensed something, the iron chains scattered on the altar began to roll and dance towards Wuxiang. This thing that had been tempered by the God of Fire in the past was indestructible. Mo Guyuan fell to the ground stupidly and glanced at the bound Chaos. At this moment, she was shaking her head desperately at herself. She had noticed that Mo Guyuan had never thought of such a woman. There is also such a side.
"If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha. If I don't go to hell, who will? Oh Amitabha Buddha." Wuxiang clasped his hands together and looked at Mo Guyuan calmly.
Mo Guyuan swung his sword upwards, and the sword light bloomed with unprecedented light. Thousands of feet of dazzling blue light filled the entire underground. The Xuanyuan Sword reached a height of one hundred feet in an instant. Mo Guyuan held the handle with both hands and slashed towards Wuxiang without hesitation. .
The Great Compassion Pearl was spinning rapidly at this moment, and suddenly there was a "boom" sound. The beads were broken into pieces and scattered, and something seemed to fall in the inner lake, causing slight ripples.
Mo Guyuan looked at the woman standing under the sword. He could no longer hold on to that scene of life and death. Tears filled his cheeks. Was it a dream? Why was it so painful?
In front of me, there are two people in the light and shadow, tender and gentle, lingering and pathos, singing and weeping.
"You, you've always been like this, I really can't do anything about you..."
"Hmph! You can help me become a Buddha, but you don't want me to become a demon with you."
"With you here, it's just a thought for Buddha and Demon. Why should I worry about you?"
"I used to think that the sutras you recited were nonsense, but now I really hope that reincarnation really exists. I am so unwilling to do so!"
Wu Xiang patted Chaos' head gently and smiled gently. The fragrance of flowers overflowed, and golden light began to scatter from the formless body, just like the flower opening and scattering its petals, embracing chaos in its arms.
"There is a way to have both in this world, and it is as good as the Tathagata or your Majesty. But here, of course, I have it."
