I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 49: Put down the slaughterhouse
"The details are in place!" Ling Ping 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 in the Federation have such a level... Why can't I get money out of my pocket!" He sighed.
Unfortunately, this nightmare legend does not seem to have a recharge channel.
This is a shame.
"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's 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 may 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 an economic crisis, the federal center would rather lay off military expenditures and cut royal expenditures, rather than dare to spend a dime on education and scientific research funding.
Because whoever moves, whoever steps down!
Thinking like this, Lingping no longer doubts.
"A little boss dare to speak out!" He sneered in his heart.
But in order to maintain his image and fit the culture and traditions 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 step 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 sang a promise in a soft voice: "Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha! Goodness! Goodness!"
So, one by one, twisted, painful black shadows floated up from the bones.
They roared and struggled in pain.
Finally, in the golden lotus and the Buddha's light, the black mist on his body was washed away a little bit.
The pain and resentment gradually dissipated.
Their twisted figures gradually returned to normal.
Then, these soul bodies suddenly understood something, looked towards the spirit and peace together, 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 chanting.
But, slowly, amidst their singing of 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!"
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 of the Luo Han Guo status!"
Chu Weiwei once heard her elders talk about it. Fifty years ago, when the Jinguang master of Mount Emei was alive, he called congregations and monks to teach the Fa.
Master walks along the tiger step, stepping on the golden lotus, when he teaches the Fa, the sky is falling in disorder, the smell is permeated, it is fascinating, the body and mind are relaxed, all diseases are eliminated, and the Shen Ke is relieved.
It's a pity that even those great monks and great virtues have a life limit after all.
At the time of his 108-year-old birthday, Master Jinguang suddenly summoned his disciples to explain the funeral, and then passed away with a smile.
Since the Golden Light Master, there is no more monk with the status of Arhat Fruit in the world.
And now, before her eyes, she saw 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 Buddha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha! Kindness! Kindness!"
pieces of golden lotus bloom.
Flowers of smallpox fell from the sky.
One by one, twisted dead souls were released from the corpses that had imprisoned them.
Then, they were washed away by the Buddha's light of resentment, pain, and unhappiness.
also washed away the evil methods that controlled them.
So, these souls, put their hands together, and chanted 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.
comes 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 dissipated little by little.
"One word is the law of heaven and earth!"
"This is the cultivation level only available to the living Buddha!" 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 the memory of the past.
immersed 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 repent and ask for forgiveness! ’The idea.
Fortunately, he is determined.
At the moment this thought came about, he bit his tongue abruptly.
So, he immediately woke up.
broke free from the 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, like a hill, knelt down.
On the nine decomposed heads with maggots, tears flowed out of the ulcerated eye sockets like a human.
Frame frame!
Hydra kowtows frantically.
nine huge heads, kowtow in a rhythm.
The kowtow sound seemed to say: "Please be merciful, be merciful, be merciful, be merciful, be merciful, be merciful! May be be merciful to me!"
Seeing this scene, the necromancer behind Hydra finally collapsed.
He didn't dare to face the weird and powerful monk anymore.
Dang even turned around and ran towards the castle on the cliff in the distance.