Moro, also known as Bo Xun, is the famous demon king of the sixth heaven. He commands the eight billion demons in the Six Desire Heaven and specializes in tempting practitioners and preventing them from attaining enlightenment.
The Six Desire Heaven where Bo Xun is located also calls him the Transformation Heaven.
If Zhang Chuyi remembers correctly, what is recorded on the parchment should be his magic spell of turning into freedom.
This thing is dangerous, because it will make the cursed person fall into an internal illusion where it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. In this illusion, you can experience all the pleasures you can imagine, and almost all your wishes will come true.
Therefore, if one's mind is not firm, once he enters the illusion of the other world, he will be trapped in desire forever and will be almost unable to extricate himself.
Zhang Chuyi is still very confident in his own ambition, but who knows what temptation will appear in front of him later.
Even a person like Wu Gensheng lingered there for a whole day and didn't know how long he would spend here.
When I first entered the illusion, the surroundings were pitch black.
And as a ray of light emerged from the end of the darkness, everything around him became brighter like the rising sun.
When the illusion was illuminated by light, Zhang Chuyi was dumbfounded by the sight in front of him.
What a beautiful world this is, everywhere you look is filled with bright pink and holy white.
Upon closer inspection he was surprised to find that both of these magnificent colors were composed of countless blooming peonies and lotus flowers.
The fresh and fragrant floral fragrance filled the entire space, making Zhang Chuyi feel so relaxed and happy with every breath.
"You're here~~"
A vast Sanskrit sound came from the depths of the flowers. It was so sacred, but he heard an extremely charming moan from it.
Suppressing his racing heart, Zhang Chuyi followed the direction of the voice and walked over.
Pushing aside the peonies hanging down from the sky like a waterfall, a huge lotus platform made of petals appeared in front of him.
On the lotus platform is the back of a woman.
She was wearing a thin white gauze, and a golden full moon stood above her head.
Through the countless gaps in the white gauze, Zhang Chuyi saw a soft ridge line on the woman's jade back.
This is a graceful curve that symbolizes the best figure, spreading straight down, as if it can lead to the true meaning of life.
"Who are you?" Zhang Chuyi's eyes widened like a buffalo in heat, and his chest was panting like a broken bellows.
“Does it matter who I am?”
Liantai slowly turned around, revealing the woman's true face.
"Xia...Xia He?!" Zhang Chuyi, who saw the woman's appearance clearly, was stunned and felt his scalp numb.
This inner scene will transform what he wants in his heart. Could it be that he has some thoughts about Xia He subconsciously?
Before Zhang Chuyi could figure it out, his thoughts gradually became unable to move, and his eyes were completely attracted.
The Xia He in front of him was covered in a white gauze that looked like clouds and smoke, with his snowy neck and lotus-root arms looming.
The charming face in the past has become extremely sacred.
Zhang Chuyi's breathing became heavy, and a crazy idea arose in his heart, that is, to ravage and stain this sanctity.
However, as if sensing Zhang Chuyi's emotional fluctuations, Xia He raised his slender hand and pinched out a seal. A soft wave like a clear spring suddenly appeared in his calm eyes.
This soft wave seemed to have the magical power to calm people down instantly, pulling Zhang Chuyi back from the edge of madness.
I don't know since when, Zhang Chuyi found that his excited heartbeat had calmed down, and all the bad and evil thoughts in his heart were expelled from his body.
Of course, except for the most primitive desires that come from deep within the body.
"You must have been working hard for so many years." Xia He, who was like a Bodhisattva coming to the world, asked softly, his voice as beautiful as a guqin.
Zhang Chuyi didn't say anything, he just felt that the extraordinary scenery in front of him made him extremely satisfied.
However, the next second, the lotus platform under Xia He's seat suddenly scattered into lotus flowers all over the sky.
The lotus slapped Zhang Chuyi on the face, but he was reluctant to close his eyes at this moment.
Because Xia He was floating down from the lotus platform, the white gauze fluttering in the wind made her look like an otherworldly fairy.
As Xia He landed, a pair of delicate snow-white feet with pearl-like toes appeared in front of him.
Zhang Chuyi stared blankly as he watched Xia He walk up to him.
"There are only two of us here." Xia He hooked his hands around Zhang Chuyi's neck and breathed like a blue: "You don't have to work so hard anymore."
Feeling Xia He's charming and pure aura, Zhang Chuyi was also engaged in a battle between heaven and man in his heart.
Survival or destruction, this is the question left to the world by the great writer Shakespeare.
There are endless mysteries in this.
And Zhang Chuyi also has a philosophical question at this moment, that is, whether to straighten things or not.
He will definitely regret it, because everything in front of him is obviously a trap for him to transform into the Zi Zi Tian curse. If he loses his mind once, he may completely lose the chance to regain control.
But if it is not done properly, Zhang Chuyi feels that he will regret it even more.
Before coming in, he had not thought that his willpower would be so fragile.
After more than ten years of cultivating the mind, can’t you resist even three minutes?
"Forget the troubles in the world, forget all the unpleasant things, let's seize this short time, okay?" Xia He stroked Zhang Chuyi's face with the back of his hand, his tone full of temptation.
He saw her slowly leaning in front of him, her beautiful eyes shining with a seductive light: "I will not harm you, I will only let you reach the pure land in your heart and ascend to bliss."
This beautiful face is obviously as holy as a Buddha, but the words he speaks are as tempting as a devil, as if they are leading him to perdition step by step.
If you give in, won't you fall into the abyss of desire forever?
Zhang Chuyi, who felt that he could no longer hold back, opened his mouth tremblingly, and began to recite in a stuttering voice:
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the depth of Prajna Jackfruit for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and survived all the hardships. The color of the relic is not different from empty, empty is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, feeling, thinking, and consciousness. It is also like this... "
He doesn't know the Qing Jing Sutra, and the Heart Sutra is the last resort he can think of to resist temptation.
Xia He, who heard the Heart Sutra, did not scream in terror like a demon. The awe-inspiring Buddha's voice seemed to have no effect on her.
"What's the use of saying this?" Xia He smiled brightly, like a blooming lotus, "You say no, but your body doesn't show any rejection at all."
After speaking, he gently poked Zhang Chuyi's forehead with his finger.
Zhang Chuyi fell backwards unstoppably like an iron tower whose foundation had been dug out.
Then a soft and boneless body exuding a fragrant fragrance threw herself into his arms... 10086 words are omitted here.
