I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 393: Justified by faith

Take the lacquer box and walk upstairs, and Lingping put it on top of the refrigerator.

　　 then yawned, walked into the bedroom, and immediately retracted into the bed after slippers.

　　 Although, he is not cold.

　　 but......

　　This is a habit.

　　 Winter is here, respect winter!

　　 Soon he fell asleep and entered a sweet dream.

　　 When he fell asleep, little monsters the size of pigeons emerged from the illusion.

　　 They surround the paint box on the top of the refrigerator.

　　The colorful lacquer box is surrounded by aura.

　　 The abdomen of these little monsters stretched out twisted tentacles.

　　The tentacle slowly touched the paint box.

The color on the 　　 lacquer box faded, revealing its essence.

　　 decayed, tattered, demon mist haunts it.

　　 These tentacles rolled out a broken invitation card from the decayed lacquer box.

　　The invitation card is spread out.

　　 has only one word on it.

　　The words written with blood and tears as ink, and soul and soul as the pen: Injustice!

As soon as the word 　　 came out, the whole living room was instantly covered with frost and snow.

　　 "Heh!" The thin man who was completely in the dark appeared in the living room.

　　 He reached out his hand to take the invitation.

　　 "Injustice?" His expressionless face, even his facial features that had been swallowed by darkness, showed a certain mockery.

　　 as the master’s messenger.

　　As the executor of the will of the great master.

　　This kind of ant’s petition, he doesn’t even bother to care about it.

　　 He even hates such behavior very much.

　　 Leapfrog...

　　 This is blasphemy!

　　 but...

　　He holding the invitation card, but after all he dared not tear it apart.

　　 didn't even dare to destroy the corpse, and simply destroyed the world together.

　　 Despite such things, He has done countless times.

　　 But after all...

　　 He has no guts!

　　 He knows the temper of his master.

　　 also understands the end of that.

　　 After hesitating for a while, he finally had to take the invitation and knelt to the host’s bed.

　　 Everything can only be decided by the great and eternal master.

　　 Everything is the result of his random selection.

　　 Good and evil, good and evil, are not important at all.

　　The important thing is that He is happy.

　　 The master in his sleep turned over gently.

　　huh...huh...

　　……………………………………

　　 Meiqing was almost a poisonous barrier sent by the weird self-proclaimed "Nine Spirit Yuansheng".

　　"Fairy walks slowly..." Inside the poison barrier, the nine-headed weird slowly retreated.

　　 She raised her head and looked at the sun in the sky.

　　 She couldn't believe that she could walk out alive.

　　 She firmly grasped the dark booklet in her hand.

　　 She knows that this is her greatest support.

　　 took a deep breath, thinking of something, she quickly took out the gourd on her body and the red cloth in her arms.

　　 Open the gourd stopper, the water is rippling in it, and the fragrance overflows.

　　 looked at the carp in Red Brie.

　　Every one is still alive and kicking!

　　 "Go back and talk about it!" Mei Qing thought.

　　 She is going back to save the teacher's life!

　　…………………………

　　 In a daze, Ling Ping'an feels that there is someone in front of her bed.

　　 He rolled over, opened his eyes, and vaguely saw the person's shadow.

　　 appeared to be a thin man, kneeling before his bed.

　　 "Little Ao..." He blurted out: "You are here..."

　　 The other party did not speak.

　　The figure in front of the bed also disappeared without a trace.

　　Lingping didn't think too much, he turned over and continued to sleep.

　　 In his sleep, he sees a lot of weird things.

　　 did not even think about why he would call out "Xiao Ao".

　　 Because there is no logic in dreams.

　　 He continued to fall asleep.

　　 Everything in the dream is extremely comfortable.

　　咘咘……咘咘……

　　 Kaka Kaka... Kaka Kaka...

　　 faintly, these messy sounds seemed to rang in my ears again.

　　Like a lullaby, let the spirit fall peacefully into a deeper dream.

　　 "The great spirit of all chances..." In the shadows, he seemed to hear the prayers of countless people.

　　 I can see huge chimneys, rising from the ground.

　　The iron and steel plant spitting thick smoke, in the desert, grew out of nothing.

　　 There seems to be something singing in the red hot metal.

　　 The booming engine seems to be right in the ear.

　　, a daughter of steel with wings, soaring in the sky.

　　 Blocks of steel ingots are forged, then processed into parts, and assembled into a magnificent mechanical hall.

　　 The gears are turning and the chains are rolling.

　　 This is a magnificent building composed of steel and machinery.

　　 is a miracle-like building!

　　 just...

　　"What kind of energy does this thing use as energy?" He smiled.

　　The dream continued to fall.

　　 He saw a desolate planet.

　　 In the orbit above the planet, there is a giant ship being assembled in the huge Star Harbor.

　　 Countless huge turrets have been hoisted up.

　　The light of the star is projected from a distance.

　　The armor on the Star Harbor reflects a dazzling light.

　　 faintly, he seemed to hear a sound, echoing in the universe.

　　"The flesh and blood are bitter and weak, and the steel is eternal!"

　　 In a blink of an eye, the dream world has changed.

　　 He seems to have appeared in the deep mountains filled with poisonous fog and poisonous water.

　　 "Hmm..." He looked around.

　　 seems to be a cave?

In the 　　 hole, all the strangely-shaped, like monsters on TV, looked at him.

　　 these monsters, kowtow together: "My Buddha is merciful!"

　　 Ling was stunned, he lowered his head and looked under him.

　　 He found himself sitting cross-legged on a dark lotus platform.

　　 also seemed to be wearing a black robes.

　　"Day and night, dreams..." He thought: "It seems that I dreamed of mine..."

　　 thinking about this, he laughed.

　　 "Flat body!" He quickly assumed his role.

　　Why is he unfamiliar with the character he wrote?

　　 Wutian!

　　 madly drag and cool!

　　A typical cool protagonist!

　　 is the kind of character who "After I die, I will care about the flood!"

　　 "Thank me, Buddha!" ​​The monsters were overjoyed and bowed their heads.

　　A guy who seems to have a yellow lion head, but at this moment, weeping and walking to the front of Ling Ping An, Natou bowed: "My Buddha is merciful!"

　　"The little demon Huang Shi is brave, let me call the Buddha!"

　　Lingping looked at it peacefully, and I almost understood it in my heart.

　　 "Sure enough, it is day and night dreams..." He thought: "I just saw the re-engraved lacquer box invitation tonight, and I dreamed of the Lord at night!"

　　"Moreover, it's still my worldview mixed with me..."

　　He asked calmly: "What's wrong with you?"

　　 just listened to this yellow lion spirit crying and crying: "Enlighten me, the little demon yellow lion, since I have wisdom, I have always followed the teachings of our ancestors..."

　　 "Don't talk about cannibalism..."

　　"I just want to eat meat, so I pay for the money and let the little monsters go to the merchant to buy it!"

　　 Ling nodded safely, this is a fact!

　　The Yellow Lion in Journey to the West is a model for monsters.

　　 actually gave money for doing business, and even allowed to bargain!

　　 In the original work, the monkey and Bajie, the changing merchants, were allowed to enter the mountain instead of being eaten.

　　 but......

　　 But in the end...

　　 Under the golden hoop, one stick is detached, the whole mountain is up and down, all monsters, big and small, are killed!

　　 Compared with that, the Dapeng in Shituoling swallowed the people without knowing it, and I don't know how many celestial soldiers and generals after eating it.

　　 But none of the hair has fallen!

　　 There is also the deer deer who is late in the car, holding the children's heart and liver as medicine.

　　 is also useless!

　　 is not the only yellow lion spirit!

　　In the Journey to the West, the three brothers of Daxian Luli in Fengxian County, what bad things did they do?

　　um......

　　 Let the monks re-education through labor, maybe count it!

　　 But they do a lot of good things.

　　 I pray for rain or blessing.

　　What's the last?

　　The three brothers are together...

　　 listened to the yellow lion spirit crying: "The little demon never killed anyone in his life... but he stole the weapon of the teacher and apprentice and was killed..."

　　 "Now that the little demon is dead and soul scattered, leaving only a ray of remnant thoughts, I have the blessing of the Buddha, here to stay!"

　　 "But the four masters and apprentices, it is the wind and water..."

　　"The little demon heard that the monk Tang is now lying high in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Chang'an, for the great power of the East..."

　　 "The monkey went back to Huaguo Mountain, dominated the other side, and called himself ‘Super Heaven’s Great Sage’!"

　　 "The pig demon returned to Gao Laozhuang, three wives and four concubines, so happy!"

　　 "The sand monk is in the Tongtian River, still eating people and drinking blood, happy!"

　　"It is the little white dragon, which has also unified the four seas and became the dragon of the four seas!"

　　"And the little demon can only guard this mountain, every day when he is awake, but three quarters..."

　　 "The rest are muddled and unconscious, mad and sloppy..."

　　 "The little demon hears that the Buddha has always been fair! The scriptures that have been passed on are for people to cultivate in this life, to be happy and enmity..."

　　"But why is the Buddha so unfair?"

　　 said, it knocked its head heavily, with blood in its eyes.

　　 Lingping listened, stunned.

　　Because he felt that what this monster said seemed a bit reasonable!

　　 In that book, he seems to have such things as pleasure and enmity in his setting.

　　 Now, in this dream, he suddenly woke up.

　　 The logic seems a bit wrong.

　　 This is a bit embarrassing.

　　 Fortunately, the author of the web, there is nothing that can't come back.

　　 Peaceful smile: "You little demon, why are you so confused!"

　　 Huang Shijing raised his head.

　　 Ling Ping Ping Ping's fingers, a little random, a little black aura falls on its Tianling cover.

　　"Let me show you the world hundreds of years ago..."

　　 With a wave of his hand, time and space are flipped, the vicissitudes of life.

　　 Everything around the body changes rapidly.

　　 In a flash, green water and green mountains, birds and flowers fragrant.

　　 Lingping gently pulled the yellow lion spirit and took it through thousands of mountains and rivers and landed on Shituoling.

　　 This kind of illogical thing can only appear in a dream, and only in a dream can people not be surprised.

　　 "Look at..."

　　Lingping pointed to the demon mist, where there were people who had their flesh and bones shaved, and the corpse of the demon lion camel ridge everywhere.

　　"This is Shituoling..."

　　"At the foot of Lingshan, at the intersection of Xitian..."

　　 "Do you remember that Tathagata, what you said?"

　　"I look at the four continents, all beings are good and evil, and all are different. Those who win the gods in the east, respect the heavens and the earth, and feel good and calm; those from the northern giant Luzhou, although they are good at killing, they are only due to subsistence and sex. Clumsy love and carelessness, not much to practice; I am Xi Niu Hezhou, do not greedy nor kill, nourish the spirit, although the supreme truth, everyone can live long; but those who are in the south of the continent are greedy for misfortune, kill more and more, righteous The so-called fierce field of tongue is a sea of ​​evil..."

　　 "Look at the yellow lion, this place can be regarded as'no greed, no kill, nourish the spirit'?" Lingping's mouth overflowed with a sneer.

　　 Huang Shijing dumbly looked at the Shituoling in front of him, the country at the foot of Lingshan at the gate of West Heaven.

　　If there is no greed and no killing, then...

　　 Its Leopard Head Mountain is probably a paradise on earth, a Buddha on earth!

　　 Spiritually, he smiled and waved again.

　　 He has already appeared in Dongtu with Huang Shijing.

　　 A monk, riding a white horse, walked slowly in this lofty mountain.

　　 Surrounded by the green mountains and green water, it looks like a peach blossom.

　　Ling with a peaceful smile: "Huang Shijing, look at this place, but ‘greed and misfortune, many kills, is the so-called fierce tongue, is it a sea of ​​evil?’"

　　 The yellow lion spirit looked at this place, and shook his head.

　　"Then you know, why is the Tathagata like this?" Lingping asked, looking back.

　　 Huang Shijing shook his head.

　　 Ling Ping Pian laughed: "Nothing...the so-called Tathagata, but justified by faith!"

　　"Only those who believe in His Mahayana Buddhism, and only those who read His Mahayana Sutras, are righteous men, and they are worthy of ‘no greed, no killing, nourish the spirit!’

　　 "Therefore, although the Lion Tuoling is a beast, it even swallows heavenly soldiers and generals..."

　　"In broad daylight, burn, kill, and plunder..."

　　 "However, there are Tathagata wings up and down Shituoling..."

　　"All chant his Dharma and Sutras..."

　　 "Therefore, Tathagata keeps his eyes open and also says, ‘I’m Xiniu Hezhou, don’t be greedy or kill, nourish the spirit!"

　　"And this Dongtu is the land of Taoism. I did not read his Buddhist scriptures and Dharma, so I have to open my eyes to denounce and slander!"

　　"The deity, could not understand the hypocritical face of the Tathagata, so he shattered his golden body..."

　　"But..."

　　He looked back at Huang Shijing: "The so-called close relationship is different..."

　　 "The four masters and apprentices are my minions by my grace..."

　　 "So, even if they burn, kill, kill, and do nothing, they are my minions!"

　　"This is the true scriptures and dharma that I teach!"

　　"Smash the hypocrisy and return to the truth!"

　　 Huang Shijing listened to ~IndoMTL.com~ first he was shocked, and then he woke up and prayed: "My Buddha is merciful, the little demon understands!"

　　 Ling Ping Hehe smiled and waved.

　　 He returned to the cave filled with poisonous barriers and flowing poisonous water.

　　 Monsters, bow their heads and worship.

　　The yellow lion spirit is more than three hundred, thank you very much: "Little demon, thank me, Buddha!"

　　 "We must work hard, diligently cultivate my Buddha's Scriptures and Dharma!"

　　 Ling nodded his head peacefully, with a teachable appearance: "Goodness! Goodness!"

　　 dreamed here, but woke up.

　　 The sky is already bright, and the street outside, the sound of cars and people, have been heard.

　　 Ling peacefully scratched his head: "It's weird... I seem to have a dream about Journey to the West..."

　　 He recalled dreams.

　　 "I seem to dream that I have become the Heavenless Buddha in my book..."

　　 "It seems that you still dreamed of a monster?"

　　 He scratched his head, and many details of his dream were so clear that he thought he was a Heavenless Buddha.

　　 Until now, when he woke up, he didn't know that he was still himself.

　　 An ordinary bookstore owner who has no power and power.

　　 "Hehe..." He got up and shook his head: "It's strange..."

　　 "It seems that it should be because of the reader's visit last night..." he said.