"Why?"
Didn't that person say that after I forged this bronze head and iron brain, this indestructible body, and refined the corpse energy that caused all things to perish, there would be no more than three fingers that could defeat me in the world?
"Why?"
Emperor Zhongluo exhaled a breath, only to feel new pain all over his body.
"What why?"
Nangong Baixing approached, picked off a bolt of lightning, and held it in his hand as if he was holding a sword.
Emperor Zhongluo was just about to stand up when Nangong Baixing suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.
The suspended corpse energy immediately climbed onto Nangong Baixing's hand, but he didn't care at all and just gently pressed Emperor Zhongluo back.
"Sit down, there's no need to get up."
Emperor Zhongluo couldn't help but widen his eyes when he looked at the red eyeball exposed from behind the broken mask after pressing it on his shoulder. He saw that the corpse energy that had clung to his hand was decomposing and dissipating.
As Emperor Zhongluo's eyes widened, even the red eyeballs began to crack, as if they were about to break like glass beads at any time.
"Immortal Master Ma Linglong has cut off your roots."
"What did you say?"
Hearing the name again, blood mist sprayed out from the cracks in the armor, and even the cracks on the broken eyeball became more obvious and deep.
"I mean, your foundation has been destroyed, and there is no further possibility."
"But just now, I have obviously improved a bit..."
Emperor Zhongluo was still thinking about what happened just now. The moment he faced off against Nangong Baixing, he obviously increased his intensity. Isn't this enough?
"It's different."
Nangong Baixing shook his head, "That's your limit, just like a terminally ill patient who recovers at some point, that's all."
"You mean, I will be trapped in this body for the rest of my life, with no possibility of becoming an immortal?"
When he asked this question, Nangong Baixing became confused.
"Zombies are originally not in the three realms and jump out of the six realms. Why do you want to become an immortal? And..."
Nangong Baixing said seriously: "You can't become an immortal either."
"Because Ma Linglong broke my roots?"
"Are you still stubborn?"
Nangong Baixing frowned, "You can't become an immortal in the first place. Who deceived you? Said Han Bao can become an immortal?"
"Impossible! Ma Linglong will not lie to me!"
Emperor Zhongluo's eyeballs were shattered, and plasma spewed out from his eye sockets.
"I want to ask her myself! I want to ask her!"
"But Immortal Master Ma Linglong has long since returned to Tao Mountain."
"She's still alive!"
Emperor Zhongluo was able to resist Nangong Baixing's pressure at this moment and reluctantly stood up.
"She told me that as long as I devote myself to cultivation, don't harm the world, accumulate merit, and do good deeds, one day I will be able to attain enlightenment and become an immortal?"
Nangong Baixing was curious again: "Since Immortal Master Ma Linglong has told you the method of attaining Taoism and liberation, why don't you follow it? I think what you are doing now is completely contrary to the method she told you. ”
"You still don't understand?"
Emperor Zhongluo laughed loudly, "I am a zombie! Zombie! You actually asked me to do good deeds and not commit murder? Isn't this extremely ridiculous?
That stupid woman, she thought she was leading me to be good, but in fact I was born a bad seed, a devil seed, you want me to be a good person? It’s very difficult! ”
Laughing like this, Emperor Zhongluo's voice suddenly dropped again, and he just muttered to himself.
"She lied to me? Why did she lie to me? Ma Linglong, why did you lie to me? It's obvious that I can't become an immortal, aren't you a Taoist priest who won't lie to others..."
"You have done many evil deeds and you deserve this."
Nangong Baixing ignored Emperor Zhongluo's murmurs and stretched his hand to the top of his head.
Emperor Zhongluo had given up resistance at this moment and just bowed down, willing to accept Nangong Baixing's palm.
He murmured: "The immortal caressed my head and tied my hair to achieve immortality."
……
Ripples appeared around Yin Xiu. When the lake surface, which seemed to be blown by the breeze, calmed down again, the surroundings returned to clarity again.
"This is..."
Yin Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that it was a temple far away from the main temple of Qianfo Temple, on the other side of the mountain.
If I remember correctly, the monk there should be called Mengwu, the same monk who Yin Xiu and the others met when they first went up the mountain.
At this time, he was standing in front of the yard, looking at the unextinguished flames in the distance.
He was not surprised by Yin Xiu's appearance, but said to himself: "The fire in Qianfo Temple has been burning for almost ten days, and there is still no sign of extinguishing."
"I did it."
Yin Xiu confessed directly, "I set the fire."
"Really?"
Mengwu smiled, "It's really terrifying courage."
"What, you don't know?" Yin Xiu sat down on the side.
"The poor monk asked himself that if he is not omniscient and omnipotent, how can he know?"
"So, what about the bugs in the monks of Qianfo Temple? You don't know about it either?"
"I know this."
Meng Wu was still smiling, "I knew it a long time ago."
"Then you won't say anything?"
"It's too late."
Mengwu shook his head, "It's better not to say it until it's too late. Since it's already too late, why bother saying it and causing people pain?"
"Isn't it true that I can save everyone?"
"The sea of suffering has no end."
Mengwu sighed, "I can save one, but I can't save others.
In fact, the poor monk has been hesitating and hesitating. Now thinking about it, if he had the courage and courage of the donor, he could burn away his troubles with a fire, and he would be innocent and clean. ”
"You eat fast and chant Buddha's name, so it's normal that you can't do it."
Yin Xiu said calmly: "I'm different. I've seen many different hells, others' and my own. As long as you don't make up your mind, it's impossible to escape from hell.
If you want to save yourself and others, you can only make up your mind to kill others, and if necessary, even to yourself, all in order to survive in hell. ”
"That's it."
Meng Wu stood up straight, put his hands together and bowed to Yin Xiu.
"Donor, you have done a great merit."
"Merit?"
Yin Xiu looked at him and said seriously: "I destroyed Qianfo Temple completely, and even many people in Qianfo Temple died because of me, even though these people had been killed by bandits before I arrived. , just got up again because of the control of the insect.
But I really just numbly killed them all, and simply burned down this thousand-year-old temple just to drive out the Insect King.
I didn't save anyone along the way. ”
"But you save them from being slaves to the bug, and you save them from being stained with the blood of innocent people and committing the crime of killing. This is a great merit."
Mengwu held the rosary in his hand and said, "I will never become a Buddha until hell is empty." "This is the great wish made by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva before he became a Buddha." Yin Xiu said.
"That's right."
Mengwu smiled, took off the plain white cassock that he had been wearing, folded it carefully in his hands, and put it aside.
At this time, he was only wearing thin monk robes, lowered his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Finally, I would like to ask the donor to do a favor."
"Help?"
Yin Xiu had vaguely guessed something, but didn't say it out loud.
Meng Wu just walked forward, glanced at the burning Thousand Buddhas Temple in the distance, and then turned to look at the small courtyard where he was repairing.
Then he walked to the stone steps connecting here and took a look down.
"No one will deliver food here anymore."
Yin Xiu nodded. The monk who brought food and water to Mengwu was probably dead.
"Have you given up?"
"I have no intention at all, why should I give up?" Meng Wu said with a smile.
However, when he saw Yin Xiu frowning, he understood that Yin Xiu was not a person who liked to chant Buddhist verses to others.
So he waved his hand and said: "Sorry, it was the poor monk's sourness that made the donor unhappy."
"It doesn't matter."
Yin Xiu sat down on the side, took out the wine bottle and took a sip, "People in the world always speak in all kinds of strange ways. Some like to make people happy, some like to make others sad, and some want others to be incomprehensible. Master you..."
Yin Xiu stretched out her finger and pointed at him, "It's not your fault that others don't understand."
Wu Meng smiled and walked to Yin Xiu's side.
"Donor, it's almost time."
"Do you really want to go to this point?"
Yin Xiu frowned, "You have obviously escaped the massacre by the bandits."
"I did escape."
Mengwu's smile disappeared, and his brows knitted together, remembering that terrible night.
"I heard the screams coming from the other side of Thousand Buddhas Temple all night long. The wind in the mountain that night seemed to be the incarnation of the devil, sending the screams continuously to my ears.
And I, unable to move due to the control of the insect, could only stand here watching and listening to what was happening on the other side.
As the donor said, I have witnessed hell, and it is right before my eyes.
I was alive until dawn, but I hated myself for being alive. ”
Mengwu's hand clenched into a fist, and veins popped out.
"I should have died that night with everyone in the temple, but I was still alive.
I survived, witnessed the changes that happened to others, and still talked and joked with them as if they were still alive or that I was dead like them.
The night when the bandits came up the mountain was hell, that was the hell in my sight, and every day after that was the endless hell that I continued to experience, surrounding me.
I don’t know if I’m alive or dead, or maybe I was actually hacked to death by bandits that night, but like them, I forgot about it and just thought I was a [survivor]?
And others are skins possessed by bugs? Am I different from them?
Wrong! All people are the same! There is no difference between me and them!
So I should follow the same path as them!
Different ways! Return together! ”
He suddenly opened his hand to Yin Xiu and exposed his chest.
"Until hell is empty, I swear I will never become a Buddha."
Yin Xiu stood up, already holding the famous sword Chaofeng in his hand.
"So, we have to cut off the source of the insect here, is that what you mean?"
Yin Xiu raised his sword and aimed the mocking wind sword at Meng Wu's throat.
"That's right."
The look of pain on Mengwu's face has disappeared a lot, replaced by the calmness after extreme pain and struggle.
"If I kill myself, I'm afraid that if I live again, I will still become the slave of the insect, with no consciousness at all, and no more energy or thoughts to resist.
Doing this will only harm others, so I can only ask you, the donor, to violate the precept of killing and kill me. At the same time, you will completely eradicate the roots and kill the bugs in my body. ”
"If I were you, I would choose to run away, really."
Yin Xiu flipped the famous sword to mock the wind.
"Judging from the reactions of those people, as long as you don't die, bugs can't control you.
They just exist in a symbiotic state with you, and you don't even feel their existence, right?
So, if I were you, I would live on first. No matter what the struggle and pain, I would live on and look for a way to be saved and liberated. ”
"However, isn't the way to salvation right here?" Meng Wu asked back.
After adjusting his clothes, Meng Wu looked serious: "It's enough here, it's enough."
"Really?"
Yin Xiu said no more. He respected Meng Wu's choice. Maybe he wanted to escape from hell at this moment.
He didn't expect the Buddha to be merciful and drop a spider's thread to save him, nor did he expect God to have eyes and recite the Buddhist scriptures a few times to escape from the sea of suffering. The only way to salvation lies in the sharp blade in Yin Xiu's hand.
Bah!
Yin Xiu waved her hand, and Meng Wu's head flew high into the air and fell to the ground, blood gushing out like a fountain.
The headless body fell to the ground in an instant.
Yin Xiu was not in a hurry to leave, she just walked aside and waited patiently.
Sure enough, after a while, black veins began to emerge from the back of Mengwu's hands, gradually becoming obvious, expanding, bulging, spreading and growing towards the neck where the head had been lost.
After about another cup of tea, the monk's headless body stood up, groped his way to the head, took the head back, and reattached it to his neck.
At the fracture, the new granulations swelled, spun, and then connected with each other.
Finally, after he shook his head, the neat, ferocious wounds disappeared without a trace.
Turning around somewhat mechanically, "Meng Wu", covered in blood, clasped his hands toward Yin Xiu and saluted deeply.
"Donor, long time no see, how are you lately."
"Okay, okay, you old x!"
Yin Xiu raised his hand, and Meng Wu's head flew up again.
This time, there was a bug twisting in the blood fountain. When the tip of the Wind-Mocking Sword was picked again, the bug screamed strangely and was pulled into the air. Then it was cut in two by Yin Xiu.
True Yang Life Fire!
The flames escaped from Yin Xiu's fingertips and fell into the side room.
The blazing flames immediately burned, rose up, and soon ignited the surroundings of this quiet monastery.
Even the two trees in the courtyard howled in the raging fire.
Mengwu's body turned into a torch in the flames, illuminating the surrounding darkness and also illuminating the anger on Yin Xiu's face.
His anger was silent but visible to the naked eye.
Yin Xiu stood silently on the spot, and the surrounding space began to ripple like water.
Then the sound of something breaking reached his ears, clear and loud.
Yin Xiu felt a sudden sway and her feet became weightless.
Then he fell to the ground, unable to stand still, and sat on the ground.
Yin Xiu checked her body and found that it didn't hurt.
"It hurts! Come down quickly!"
It turned out that Bai Fenghuang was almost crushed to death on the spot when he sat on his butt, and he rolled his eyes. (End of chapter)