I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 49: Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha
"The details are in place!" Lingping raised his head and looked at the monster that suddenly emerged from the ground!
can’t help but give a thumbs up to the game maker!
"If the game makers of the Federation have such a level... Why can't I get money from my pocket!" He sighed.
Unfortunately, this nightmare legend does not seem to have a recharge channel.
This is a bit regretful.
"Foreigner!" One of the huge Hydra's head hung down, and a figure hidden in the shadow said: "Get out of here! Otherwise...I don't mind, let my laboratory have one more experiment! "
"Npc can actually talk?" Lingping was taken aback: "Is it a cutscene? Doesn't it look like?"
He quickly contacted the official to get an answer: The Nightmare Legend game uses the latest artificial intelligence algorithms to realize the intelligence and anthropomorphism of the game characters, and can interact with the player. The player's behavior and choices may also affect the npc !
"Gan!" Lingping couldn't help but said in his heart: "Is there such an advanced one?"
But thinking about it carefully, it seems that the Federal Empire might indeed have such technological strength!
Because of the previous federal centers, they have always been most willing to spend money on education and scientific research.
In the annual budget, education and scientific research expenditures are items that are said to be ‘not allowed to cut a dime’.
Even in the midst of an economic crisis, the federal center would rather cut military expenditures and cut royal expenditures than daring to spend a dime on education and scientific research.
Because whoever moves, whoever steps down!
Thinking this way, Lingping no longer doubted.
"A little boss dare to speak out!" He sneered in his heart.
But in order to maintain his image and fit the culture and tradition of this game, his face is still as plain as water.
just hit the Jishou, and said: "Amitabha, the donor has taken a look!"
While spoke, he had quietly consumed 20,000 Nightmare Points to light up the new skills in the skill bar.
And the nightmare points he finally earned were reduced to only single digits in an instant.
"I will use you to sacrifice the flag!" Lingping thought, and continued to move forward.
The whole person is dignified, compassionate and sacred.
As he progressed, golden lotus blossoms bloomed from under his feet.
Everywhere passed, the dead soul bones that were smashed and smashed were all covered by this sacred Buddha lotus.
Flowers made up of buddha lights fall from the sky.
Lingping and sing quietly: "Amitabha Buddha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha! Goodness! Goodness!"
So, one by one, twisted and painful black shadows floated from the bones.
They roared and struggled in pain.
Finally, in the golden lotus and Buddha's light, the black mist on his body was washed away a little bit.
The pain and resentment gradually disappeared.
Their distorted figures gradually returned to normal.
Then, these soul bodies suddenly understood something. They looked towards the spirit and peace, and sang the promise: "My Buddha is merciful, save all sentient beings, put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha!"
In the beginning, only these soul bodies were singing.
But, slowly, as they sang promises, the underground stones popped out one by one.
opened a stone mouth and began to speak: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
Then, weeds and wildflowers on the ground.
their stems and leaves and flower bones also opened their mouths, chanting holy and piously: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha!"
Finally, even the clouds in the sky seemed to have their mouths: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha!"
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Chu slightly widened his eyes and watched, the burly figure of the senior monk, like King Kong Ming, stepping forward.
Golden lotus blossoms bloom from under his feet.
"This is..." Chu Wei swallowed his saliva: "At least the living monk in the position of Luo Han Guo!"
Chu Weiwei once heard her elders talk about it. Fifty years ago, when the Jinguang Master of Mount Emei was alive, he gathered believers and monks to teach the Fa.
Master walks along the tiger's step, stepping on the golden lotus, and when teaching the Fa, the ceiling is falling in disorder, the smell is permeated, it is intoxicating, the body and mind are relaxed, all diseases are eliminated, and the Shen Ke is gone.
It's a pity that even those great monks and great virtues have a life limit.
On his 108-year-old birthday, Master Jinguang suddenly summoned his disciples to explain the funeral, and then passed away with a smile.
Since Jinguang Master, there is no monk with the status of Arhats in the world.
And now, in front of her, she saw it with her own eyes and saw a living Luohan.
Chu Weiwei's heart couldn't help but pounding.
But she soon found out that she was wrong.
Because, this senior monk is far more than Luo Han Guo.
I heard him chant in a soft voice: "Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha! Good! Good!"
pieces of golden lotus bloom.
The smallpox fell from the sky.
One by one, twisted dead souls were released from the corpses that held them.
Then, they were washed away by the Buddha's light of resentment, pain, and unhappiness.
also washed away the evil methods that control them.
So, these souls, put your hands together, and chant the Buddha's words: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha!"
sing along with them.
The stones and flowers on the ground and the clouds in the sky all seem to give birth to wisdom: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha!"
An endless stream of Buddhist chants.
came from the air, from the earth, chanted by people, chanted by the soul, and chanted by flowers and trees.
The whole world seems to have joined this grand sacred chorus.
"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
In this sacred Sanskrit singing, Chu Weiwei felt that his body and mind were baptized.
The exhaustion and fear of this strange nightmare world disappeared little by little.
"One word will tell the world!"
"This is the cultivation level that the living Buddha can only have!" Chu Weiwei was shocked.
But ~IndoMTL.com~ The person in the shadow of Hydra has another feeling.
"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
The endless Sanskrit singing is like a bone gangrene.
not only got into his mind, but also into his soul.
shakes his mind, corrupts his determination, and even revises his thoughts.
immersed him in memories of the past.
let him immerse him in the years when he was weak.
In a trance, he suddenly gave birth to a kind of ‘I’m really sinful, I should go to the Bodhisattva to confess and ask for forgiveness! ’Thought.
Fortunately, he is determined.
At the moment this thought occurred, he bit his tongue suddenly.
So, he immediately woke up.
broke free from that Sanskrit singing.
but......
Although he can break free.
However, his mount, the Hydra given by the owner, obviously does not have such a firm will and strong determination.
Click, click!
The nine heads of the huge nine-headed monster hung down one after another.
Its huge body as a hill, knelt down.
On the nine decomposed heads with maggots, in the festering eye sockets, tears flowed like humans.
Frame frame!
Hydra kowtows frantically.
Nine huge heads, knocking their heads rhythmically.
The kowtow sound seemed to say: "Pray for mercy from the gods and monks, for mercy from the gods and monks, and for the gods and monks to save me! May the gods and monks save me!"
Seeing this scene, the necromancer behind Hydra finally collapsed.
He didn't dare to face the weird and powerful monk again.
Dang even turned around and ran wildly towards the castle on the cliff in the distance.