In Li Daoxuan's memory, there was also a place in the Green Underworld called the Sea of Bitterness, with red lotus karma fire growing on it. He had collected it with the Three Realms Gourd, and it had played a significant role in the battle.
But the suffering there is undoubtedly nothing compared to here.
At the same time, he also realized that this world of suffering was transformed by Master Sanle with the help of the Eight Treasures Merit Water. However, it was not false, but had various connections with the human world.
Just like the human scenes he just saw.
"Master Sanle, why did you bring me here?"
Sanle clasped his hands together, bowed to Li Daoxuan, and said, "Little friend Li, thank you very much for giving this poor monk a chance to realize his long-cherished wish."
Li Daoxuan said inexplicably: "What is your long-cherished wish?"
Sanle looked at the endless sea of suffering, with an indescribable determination in his calm eyes.
Under Li Daoxuan's gaze, he appeared in the golden body of Maitreya, a hundred feet tall, pointing to the sky and stepping on the earth, and fell into the sea of suffering little by little.
Wow!
The sea of bitterness boiled, and the filthy black liquid seemed like leeches smelling blood, rushing towards San Le's body. A storm suddenly broke out in the originally calm sea, and a furious wave came over.
San Le's expression was calm. The golden Buddha sat cross-legged in the sea of suffering. The radiant light evaporated the invading water of the sea of suffering into nothingness. It was like a sea-calming needle in the storm.
But Li Daoxuan could sense the pain that Sanle was facing. His seemingly calm eyebrows were a little distorted. It was obvious that the feeling of falling into the sea of suffering was not pleasant. It could even be said to be extremely tortured, which made this great Buddhist man reveal his pain. color.
More importantly, the mana in Maitreya's golden body is also rapidly consumed.
"Master Sanle, what are you doing?"
Sanle looked pitifully.
"To save all sentient beings."
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In front of a certain Taoist temple.
The mother who abandoned her child came back again. After all, she could not abandon her own flesh and blood, and decided to survive with her child no matter how difficult it was.
When she picked up the child, she laughed happily, which shocked her whole body.
She took off her child's clothes and saw that the horrible tumor in her throat had disappeared. Her child was not only able to make sounds, but it was also so loud and powerful.
Yangzhou city.
The couple who lost their child continued to search numbly. They had searched for more than a thousand days and nights, but there was no clue at all, and they were almost desperate.
Just as they were chewing on the cold and hard steamed buns, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
An old beggar came to them with a little beggar and started begging along the street. The little beggar was dirty and had a red birthmark on his face.
The little beggar kept staring at them, as if he wanted to confirm something.
Their eyes met, and a childish voice sounded.
"Dad, mother?"
The red sun rises and the heavy rain stops.
The old woman continued to go to the village entrance with a cane to wait for her son who was out on business. This was already the sixth year. Her health was deteriorating and she didn't know if she would be alive to see her son again.
People passing by advised her not to wait. Some said her son was dead, others said that her son had made a fortune in business, had married a beautiful wife and concubine, and would never come back.
She didn't hear anything and still waited stubbornly.
Until the moon rose, she stood up shakily and prepared to go home.
Footsteps suddenly sounded.
She froze, and her muddy old eyes were filled with tears.
This voice...she would never mishear it!
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Li Daoxuan saw this scene through his eyes, and couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
Master Sanle used his golden body to suppress the sea of suffering, endured endless pain and torture, and also alleviated all kinds of suffering in the world.
Birth, old age, illness and death, love and hate parting.
Even the magic power of Maitreya's golden body could not stop such a huge consumption. Sanle's golden body quickly dimmed, the Buddha's light disappeared, and was almost completely corroded.
Melting the gold body, cutting the Buddha's bones, destroying magical powers, and cultivating...
The waters of the sea of suffering are still turbulent, and with the power of three happy people, the suffering that can be alleviated is only a drop in the bucket, but he is calm and calm, and even has a trace of joy from the heart.
Li Daoxuan couldn't help but ask: "Master Sanle, is it worth it?"
Sanle smiled faintly.
He looked at the still vast sea of suffering and said: "Little friend Li, although the water in this sea of suffering is endless, it actually has a certain amount. If the poor monk can bear more, all sentient beings can bear less."
After a pause, he said word by word: "I think this was the original intention of the Buddha to practice hard under the bodhi tree."
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But they have forgotten the true meaning of Buddhism to save all sentient beings, and they have also forgotten that the Buddha once gave up the wealth of a country, ate one hemp and one wheat a day, became emaciated, and suffered great hardships in practice.
Buddhist disciples accept all kinds of precepts and practice hard in the world, not only to polish their state of mind, but also to make themselves suffer more so that all sentient beings can suffer less.
With a compassionate heart, cultivate great love in the world.
Li Daoxuan saw a crystal clear Buddha's heart in Master Sanle. Unfortunately, there are too few eminent monks like Master Sanle.
The sea of bitterness erodes, and the golden body is difficult to cross.
Cracks began to appear on Maitreya Gold, and many places even showed signs of severe corrosion. The gold foil fell off and was stained with rust.
"Amitabha, as the Buddha's power is exhausted, the poor monk may not be able to suppress Mara. But don't worry, Li Xiaoyou, what the poor monk left to him is just a body full of holes and exhausted of mana. You can easily kill him. Got him."
Sanle smiled and said, "Don't be merciful just because of me. It's an honor for a poor monk to be able to slay demons with his own body."
Li Daoxuan opened his mouth, but did not say a word. He bowed his hands and saluted Sanle.
"Finally, in order to thank my friend for your help this time, the poor monk has three gifts to give to the donor."
Not allowing Li Daoxuan to speak, he continued: "This first gift is Moro's life."
Li Daoxuan was shocked.
Master Sanle's words seemed to be implying something. Did he know that he would be rewarded with a heavenly book after killing Moro?
Thinking about it this way, he suddenly understood why Master Sanle only dragged himself into this world of suffering and isolated the empress and others.
He wanted to kill Moro with his own hands!
Seeing Li Daoxuan's shocked eyes, Sanle smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, little friend. The poor monk just saw some secrets before his death and is willing to help you."
"Master, do you know anything more? Can you tell me?"
Li Daoxuan was very curious about the origin of "The Book of Demons and Demons", and at the same time, he also wanted to know what was the terrifying existence that Moro said could make gods and Buddhas disappear?
Sanle shook his head and said: "The poor monk can only tell that you are not from this world and have some strange abilities. I don't know about more."
Li Daoxuan was shocked. Master Sanle could actually see that he was not from this world!
"Don't worry, little friend, the poor monk has only discovered this secret with the help of the power of the future Buddha and the wisdom before his death. No one else can see this secret."
"As for the second gift, it is left in an ancient temple on a barren mountain sixty miles east of Luoyang City. As for what kind of treasure it is, I will know it as soon as I see it. I believe it will give you a surprise."
"The last gift is a secret about Moro that the poor monk accidentally glimpsed while entangled with his soul."
Sanle told this secret about Moro, which made Li Daoxuan's pupils condensed and a layer of cold sweat even broke out on his back.
What an insidious plan, what a cunning Moro!
Li Daoxuan couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, Master Sanle knew this secret, otherwise he might have made a big mistake!
Moro is so scheming and terrifying!
After saying these words, Sanle seemed to have let go of all his burdens. He clasped his hands together and sat quietly in the sea of suffering.
"Amitabha, please take care of Xuanzang, little friend. I would be very grateful to this poor monk."
After the words fell, Sanle slowly closed his eyes. The Buddha's light dimmed, the magic power of Maitreya's golden body was exhausted, and he was completely submerged in the sea of suffering.
After three breaths, the sea water splashed, and a figure emerged from the water, with black clothes and black hair, a ferocious face, and eyes full of unwillingness.
Moro once again took control of his physical body, but unlike before, his mana had been exhausted, his physical body was almost broken, and he had lost his ability to recover.
"Sanle, you idiot, ruined my plan!!"
At this moment, Moro gnashed his teeth in hatred for the three joys, even to the point of being equal to Tathagata.
He has never seen such a stupid person, who clearly has control of all the power of Maitreya's golden body, but is willing to give up and let the water of the sea of suffering eliminate all the power of the golden body.
How could he give it up! ! !
Moro tried all his tricks, but he never expected that he would only get a broken body in the end, and even this body would become his fatal flaw!
Wow!
Moro squeezed out the last bit of mana and flew up from the sea of suffering in an attempt to escape.
However, as soon as his body flew out of the sea, the sky and the earth spun before his eyes, and he appeared in front of Li Daoxuan, with the surrounding void solidifying like an invisible cage.
"When the sun rises in the east, black people are raging. The eyes are confused and the mind is wrong. The hands and feet are difficult to move. The chaos of energy is heavier than the landslide. The urgency is like a law, be determined!"
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There was a hint of shame and anger in Moro's eyes. In the past, he could break Li Daoxuan's magical power with just one shock of his magic power, but now it was like a fish on an anvil, waiting to be slaughtered.
The tiger fell down and was bullied by the dog!
Clang!
The Chixiao Sword is unsheathed, the sword's light is like a stream of autumn water, and the sunset is in the sky.
Li Daoxuan held his sword forward and stared at Moro coldly. The murderous intention boiled in his chest, making the sword's body shine with red light and keep ringing.
"Moluo, after fighting for so long, we can finally put an end to it today."
Ever since he started practicing Buddhism, the Moro religion has been like a big mountain pressing on his head. From Longyou County to Liling City, from Longhu Mountain to Chang'an City, and to today's Luoyang, everything is related to Moro.
Today, we can finally completely eradicate this mountain!
"Li Daoxuan, you can't kill me."
Moro did not show panic or fear. On the contrary, his voice was very calm and calm, and he seemed to have unknown confidence.
Li Daoxuan showed a sneer.
"Did you know that Sanle hid something from you? He didn't tell you because he was afraid that if you found out, not only would you not kill me, but you would even take the initiative to protect me."
"you do not believe?"
Moro chuckled and said confidently: "Think about it, why did Sanle only bring you in?"
Li Daoxuan was slightly startled.
"He keeps saying that he wants you to take my life, but that's not the case. Qing Yi and Zhang Zhiyan have a deep friendship with you. If you want to kill me, they will only help you and take the initiative to help you."
"The real reason why Sanle didn't drag them into this world is that he was afraid. He was afraid that after they knew about the incident, they would take the initiative to protect me, and even be against you!"
Li Daoxuan's eyes narrowed.
He didn't want to believe what Moro said, but his reason told him that Moro's words did make some sense.
"What is it?"
Moro smiled slightly, as if he saw a fish gradually taking the bait.
"Li Daoxuan, as far as I know, after the eternal night, gods and Buddhas generally have three endings. The first is to disappear completely without a trace. The second is to be reincarnated continuously and waste their souls in reincarnation. As for the third... "
"Just like Sanle, he left behind a tomb and a corpse. As time goes by, the body absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon and gives birth to a new soul!"
After a pause, he sneered: "Li Daoxuan, have you ever thought that the souls born from the corpses of gods and Buddhas are all idiots like Sanle?"
Li Daoxuan's heart moved, he stared at him and said: "You mean...the evil god?"
"clever!"
Moro smiled and said: "There are good people and bad people in this world. Similarly, there are good gods and evil gods, such as the plague god, the locust god, the yaksha, the Rakshasa, the devil mother goddess..."
"The souls born from their bodies are not bound by heaven and spiritual mountains. Do you think they are good or bad?"
Li Daoxuan's heart sank and he remained silent.
After a long time, he said: "It's alarmist. If there are so many evil gods, why have I never seen them before?"
"Haha, good question!"
Moro laughed and said: "Because there is a well in the world, called the Ghost Well, which suppresses the fate of demons in the world. Those evil gods have not awakened because of this well."
As a disciple of Longhu Mountain, Li Daoxuan was very familiar with the name Jieguijing.
Legend has it that this well is located in the Western Mountains, but no one has ever seen it. Only the founder Zhang Daoling found it before ascending to heaven, and left the female sword in the well to suppress the fate of demons.
"The Jie Guijing's ability is limited. The reason why so many demons have appeared in recent years is because most of its abilities have been used to suppress those evil gods, so some small demons have appeared in the world."
After speaking, Moro pointed at himself and said with a smile: "And I, on the night when Pan Dan died in Longhu Mountain, successfully found the Ghost Quiet Well and used some secret method to allow it to communicate with my true spirit. Make a connection.”
He looked at the Chixiao Sword in Li Daoxuan's hand, sneered, and said: "This is the secret that Sanle is hiding. If you kill me, the seal of Jiegui Well will dissipate, and the souls born in the corpse of the evil god will gradually wake up. !”
"The Tang Dynasty will become a paradise for demons and evil gods!"
Li Daoxuan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, his eyes lowered.
He suddenly remembered that when he was at Longhu Mountain, his master had said that the male and female swords in the Demon-Suppressing Palace suddenly made strange movements that night, and flew towards the west. They only let out a mournful cry when they flew to the mountain gate and hesitated.
Li Daoxuan never understood this matter. He asked the old master, but the old master just sighed and did not answer.
Now it seems that the Heavenly Master should have had a premonition long ago.
The Jiegui Well was found by Moro, and the female sword inside must have moved strangely, which caused the male sword to be restless and uneasy.
"Kill me, Moro, and the evil gods of the world will revive. Li Daoxuan, do you dare?"
"I almost forgot, you are still the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty. So many people regard you as a god. If one day they die at the hands of the evil god, will they think that all this is caused by their respected Imperial Master? "
Li Daoxuan remained silent, sometimes clenching and sometimes loosening the hand holding the sword hilt.
"Your best way is to seal me, but let me remind you, I have ten thousand ways to deal with various seals. Tathagata couldn't seal me back then. Do you think you are more powerful than Tathagata?"
"As long as you give me time, I can still make a comeback!"
Seeing Li Daoxuan's tangled and painful look, his eyes were filled with pleasure.
What he likes most is to see a person who was originally sanctimonious fall into collapse, and finally his personality changes drastically, like the once possessed Kinnara Bodhisattva.
"Li Daoxuan, there is only one way, surrender to me and join the Moro Cult. I can take a step back and set up a dual sect leader, and you and I will rule together -"
puff!
The red sky penetrates the flesh, and the sword pierces the heart.
"It's so noisy."
Li Daoxuan slowly raised his eyes, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
puff! puff! puff! puff……
He pulled out the Chixiao Sword and stabbed him again and again until the blood dyed his Taoist robe red.
Heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, spleen and stomach...
After a while, Moro's body became riddled with holes and bloody flesh. His proud and arrogant smile froze on his face, leaving only his last breath.
Li Daoxuan leaned close to his ear. His originally handsome face was now splashed with blood, looking murderous, cold and terrifying.
"I've said it before, although I can't beat you, I can overturn your chessboard."
"The overall situation is of course important, but more importantly..."
"If I don't kill you, I'll be upset."
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Moro died, just in time for the end of the month, brothers please vote~
In addition, you can take a guess, what is the reward for killing Moro?
(End of chapter)
