One Step to The End: 0232 Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha

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"I flew around, this is an isolated island, I can't get out at all..."

Palace Master Yuxiao flapped his wings and fell back to the four-way junction. Zhao Guanren was sitting on the rock and eating, Xuan Ye cooperated with the division of labor, one attracted Zhao Guanren’s attention, and the other opened his bag to steal cigarettes. When he got it, he quickly transferred to Black Prajna.

"The problem lies in this piece of jade..."

Zhao Guanren threw down the food packaging bag and pointed to Yubi and said, "Although this thing is called Wangxiangtai, the things that can be released are secret, which has caused a knot in each of us, such as a white life experience. The massacre of Xuan Ye’s family killing all reminds us to make the right choice!"

"How is it right..."

Si Ming shook his head and said: "People like us cannot go to heaven, nor can the living dead go to reincarnation. There is only one way to go to hell, but if you can go out, you will be a waste!" /

"Who said you can't reincarnate..."

Zhao Guanren stood up and said, "Those who have not yet reached the end of their lives can be reincarnated, but are you dead? You let the eternal night be transformed into a corpse alive, otherwise you will have at least a few decades to live, and now you Being a dead person, living for a thousand years will not count as your birthday!"

"That's right! I'm still unfinished..."

Si Ming’s eyes suddenly lit up, and Xuanye was also excited now, and he jumped up and shouted: "I am like you, I was alive and well, let the Dongying Corpse Soldier kill it, and I never did it in my lifetime. Sin, you can't blame me for being a corpse soldier to kill!"

"Then I am still young..."

Qin Biqing also raised his hand quickly, but Zhao Guanren said: "You must have a longevity, and the lord of Yuxiao Palace should be the same, but Dusha may not be the one who has not yet reached the end of life!"

Du Shaqi said: "I am a living sea clan, how come it's not the end of life?"

"I ask you..."

Zhao Guanren asked: "Before you cultivated your spirit power, what was the lifespan of your normal sea clan, and how old did you live?"

Dusha hesitated and said: "I was about 50 or 60 years old before I practiced. After I practiced, I have improved a lot. I have lived for more than 160 years!"

"I'll go! You are an authentic old fairy..."

Zhao Guanren opened his hand and said, "Yangshou is the destiny. Cultivation means changing your fate against the heavens. You have exceeded the established Yangshou and lived for more than a hundred years. It's easy to say, besides, you are still an alien species!"

"What about me?"

Bai Ming looked at him anxiously, but Black Prajna said: "It is said that you must have not reached the end of your life, but you have not seen how you died. If the time of death itself is here, or if you take the initiative to let the black demon corpse , Can you be regarded as a person who has not yet reached the end of his life? I’m not sure!"

"Old Black! It's not so calculated..."

Zhao Guanren shook his head and said: "Even if you are still young, you will forget everything if you go through the cycle of reincarnation, but this is definitely not the real Yin Cao Netherworld. Its existence is only to test us and let us finally enter the imprisonment of the dark demon body. Place, understand?"

Black Prajna said in confusion: "I know it is a test, but what is it to test?"

"I think you should go to heaven..."

Under his shocked gaze, Zhao Guanren pointed to the middle road and said: "As the saying goes! Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha, you must be a great demon in your life. If you can let go of your obsession and walk towards the middle road calmly, I believe you I will be able to go to heaven!"

"My obsession..."

All the black prajna thoughts went to the jade bi, and a group of little novices appeared on the jade bi, and the black prajna was just these little novices

The leader of , led them to mischief in the temple.

Black Prajna asked the master to catch him upright, and the master scolded him very severely. Not only did he taste the bitterness of flesh and blood, but also punished him to think about the wall in the cold quiet room, and his nose was running cold. Finally he fell asleep against the wall.

"Oh~"

An old monk gently opened the door, put a cotton-padded jacket over his body, and put two steamed buns in his arms. At this moment, the harsh and majestic Master in the daytime, his face is full of love color.

"Master!"

Hei Prajna suddenly knelt down in front of the jade birch, tears down, but when the picture turned, he had already put on a robe and became the abbot. In his prime of life, he was prosperous and prosperous, wandering around, preaching and chanting, as if he became one. A master who saves all living beings.

"Soul Soul Tower!!!"

Zhao Guanren’s pupils shrank suddenly, and there was an intact pagoda on the screen. The pagoda exuded a bright light, protecting a huge city in it, surrounded by worshippers, and the incense was flourishing. , But the tower door was tightly closed.

"I..."

Hei Prajna suddenly stayed for a while, only to see an old monk in his twilight years, and slowly walked out of the crowd with a group of disciples. His wrinkled face was faintly visible, and the believers around him also Shanhu Santu master.

The elderly Black Prajna slowly walked up the jade steps, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, kneeling in front of the gate of the soul-relief pagoda, and piously bowed. , The agitated believers are ashamed.

"It's time to open the door..."

Zhao Guanren knew at a glance that as soon as the pagoda was lighted, the gate could be opened, and at the same time a crack in the gate was exposed.

The old monk, supported by his apprentices, pressed the door to the door with a little excitement, but he didn't even respond after pushing the tower door a few times, and his face instantly became ugly.

"What's going on? Couldn't Master Santu open the door..."

The believers all started talking in disbelief. The old black prajna quickly stretched out his hands and pushed the door with the strength of feeding, but the gate just didn't move.

"Hey~ It seems that the master of Santu also has distracting thoughts, and naturally he can't open the door if he is not sincere..."

The believers sighed, and there was no look of worship on their faces, but some people asked: "The Tower of Light has blessed us for hundreds of years. Is it impossible to get in?"

"What did you say?"

Someone replied: "The demons are extinct! The soul-suppressing tower is also a decoration. It is better to take out the treasure inside and find a shortcut to ascend to a fairy. Who doesn't want to become a fairy?"

"This..."

The elderly Black Prajna was standing in front of the gate of the tower, already trembling in a hurry, but a young monk pushed the door and said, "Master! Don't worry, I think this gate is a long time ago. Ok..."

"Squeak~"

Suddenly the gate of the tower opened magically, and the little monk fell into it, and the old Black Prajna's eyes widened in shock.

The believers who could kneel down didn't see clearly, they all exclaimed: "It's opened! Master Santu opened the Pagoda, the master is really a living bodhisattva!"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk slowly straightened his rickety waist, swung back the remaining apprentices, stepped in alone to support the young monk, and asked in a low voice: "Apprentice! How did you open the door?"

"Tui'er doesn't know! Maybe the master has already opened it, and Tui'er used a force..."

The little monk shook his head blankly, and the old monk showed such a smile as expected

Rong, quickly waved his hand to let the little monk leave, and browsed the situation in the tower alone.

"This little monk is just like me, I don't know how to open the door..."

Zhao Guanren shook his head and said: "Old Hei! Look carefully, your knot is here. I don't need to guess what happens later, I know, it must be you... let the Lord of Darkness come out!"

"Me? How can this be..."

Black Prajna took a half step backwards uncertainly, who knew the picture suddenly turned, the radiant soul tower was billowed with black smoke, the believers outside were frightened, and the little monks rushed in in panic. .

"Hahaha..."

Someone in the tower laughed wildly: "Zhao Ziqiang! You locked me for hundreds of years, and finally let me out. Today I will let the darkness return to the earth and turn these stupid and greedy people into mine. Slave!"

"Wow~"

A monstrous black air rushed out of the soul-resurrection tower, and instantly swept the entire city, followed by a crackle and explosion, and the people who fled around unexpectedly exploded and died one after another, **** skeletons. The head flew up in pieces, and clattered to the tower of the soul-suppressing tower.

"..."

The picture ends here, and the dumbfounded demon kings finally understand that this is the origin of the Skull Tower.

The greedy humans were not satisfied with the status quo, and found a black prajna, and finally released the remnant soul of the Lord of Darkness. It used millions of dead human skulls to contaminate the Soul Resurrection Tower into a magic weapon .

"Puff~"

Black Prajna fell to the ground with a pale face, and tremblingly said: "It's...really me, I released this big demon, why, why did I let it out?"

"You can't stand the temptation..."

Zhao Guanren squatted down to support him, and said: "The black devil tempted me with witty words, saying that it will make me immortal and become the king of the whole world. This temptation is not something anyone can resist!"

Black Prajna shivered: "You tell me that I can't open the door. Is it really my insincere?"

"Do you think I am sincere, I don't even know what the Skull Tower is..."

Zhao Guanren shook his head and said: "Opening the door has nothing to do with sincerity and insincerity, but it has become your heart knot. You have eaten fast and chanted for the rest of your life, and when you come to the end, you are not recognized, and then you start to doubt yourself and create distracting thoughts. If you are stimulated by the black demon again, you will be completely depraved!"

"No!"

Black Prajna shook his head painfully: "After all, I have a demon. If I don’t care about my fame, and the four are empty, it’s impossible to be used by the black demon. I don’t deserve to be a monk, and the master shouldn’t teach me the mantle. , I'm sorry for his old man!"

Hei Prajna actually shed two lines of blood and tears. This is the first time that Zhao Guanren has seen this vicious fake monk sincerely confessing since he knew him.

"Wow~"

Hei Prajna suddenly dropped the stick, got up and slowly took off the black robes, clasped his palms in front of him, wearing only a cloth, and strode towards the road to **** on the left.

"Monk! Where are you going, you went wrong..."

Si Ming screamed hurriedly, but Black Prajna said without looking back: "It's right! My three ways are very sinful, faceless facing the master, unworthy of becoming a Buddha, I want to redeem it in **** My sins, **** is not empty, and I swear not to become a Buddha!"

"Three Ways!"

Zhao Guanren yelled subconsciously, and actually felt a little bit of reluctance to this bad monk who always wanted to recite the Great Compassion Mantra to him, but just as the golden light flashed, the blackness took a big step and stepped in. The gate of hell...