Chapter 284 What a pure, warm power!
"So pure, such warm power!"
Standing in the hotel room, Chu He couldn't help but sigh as he watched the situation develop outside.
Such a power he has rarely felt, and even evil spirits may not be able to fake it.
Does the power of practice of those monks in Daxitian also come from some ancient inheritance?
After all, Blue Star is so huge, it is understandable that there are some scattered ancient inheritances.
However, judging from the spectacular scene of the monk taking action,
I am afraid that he has also reached a very advanced level.
Over the brightly lit luxury hotel, an unimaginable huge golden palm quietly took shape.
The scale is almost comparable to the huge head floating in the night sky, exuding an ominous aura.
This palm is like the hand of an ancient god, with bright golden light, and every ray of light contains the power of purification and judgment.
The huge head is hanging under the dark sky at the moment, and a strange and cold smile spreads on its ferocious face. It is a kind of creepy joy that goes beyond common sense.
As the golden palm approaches, this pleasure gradually turns into strong alertness and uneasiness.
The smile on his head became more and more distorted, and malice overflowed like substance, as if it could tear the air.
Suddenly, the huge head began to tremble uncontrollably.
It was a tremor originating from the depths of the soul, a powerless resistance to the impending destruction.
The golden palm ignored all obstacles and crashed down with thunderous force. Its speed was staggering.
In an instant, golden light surged out like a tide, dyeing the entire night sky a dazzling golden color.
That light contains the power to purify all things. Wherever it passes, all evil and filth will be dissolved.
Under this unstoppable force, the defense of the huge head collapsed instantly like paper.
I saw its huge body twisting and deforming in the golden light,
and finally turned into dust all over the sky, scattered with the wind, and disappeared without a trace.
The weird smile that once made people's hearts palpitate was also annihilated in the darkness, as if it had never existed.
Immediately afterwards, an even more shocking scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.
The normal-sized heads that were originally floating in the air lost their support, and fell to the ground one after another like kites with broken strings, making a dull and heart-stopping sound.
These heads were torn apart the moment they hit the ground, and their flesh and blood were blurred.
The expressions on their faces quickly changed from the previous weird smiles to despair, pain, numbness and collapse.
That was the most realistic portrayal of life before it died, forming a perfect contrast with the previous fake smiles. The stark contrast is chilling.
On the ground, blood flowers bloomed from the heads smashed out, bright and dazzling. They were incompatible with the surrounding luxurious scenes, creating a strange and terrifying atmosphere.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death, making everyone who witnessed this scene involuntarily feel a chill.
The environment in the luxury hotel became completely quiet.
Even though the strange situation has been resolved, no one dares to come out.
Because no one knows what the situation is like outside and whether the danger has been eliminated.
At this moment, a room in the luxury hotel was pushed open, and a monk wearing cassocks came out, with his hands clasped together and a string of Buddhist beads hanging between his fingers.
The monk has a kind face and kind eyes. As he walked out, the doors to the surrounding rooms were pushed open one after another, and other monks walked out.
These monks were all brought here by this monk. Naturally, they came to participate in the martial arts academy ranking competition held by the Lighthouse Empire.
“It’s such a pity, these are all living lives.
Presumably they came to Heizhou Prairie to seek wealth.
Hope to change The life of myself, my family and my loved ones,
but I didn't expect that my life would be lost here, and even my body would become incomplete.
It's a pity that I didn't come to the Black Continent Prairie earlier. Otherwise, I might have a chance to save them from the sea of suffering, Amitabha.
Next, the poor monk will lead other monks to pray for these dead people. "
The kind-hearted monk led the other monks and jumped directly from the upstairs, landing smoothly.
Then, next to the heads that turned into bloody flesh on the ground, Sit down cross-legged.
“All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such. "
"If people want to understand all the Buddhas in the three times, they should observe the nature of the Dharma Realm, and everything is created by the mind. "
"The impermanence of all actions is the law of birth and death. Birth and death have ceased, and cessation is present. ”
……
In that solemn and quiet moment,
All the monks seemed to be pulled by the same force. Their voices converged into an irresistible torrent, and ancient scriptures flowed from their lips and teeth.
These scriptures are no longer a simple pile of words.
They turned into golden rays of light, like the gentlest first ray of sunshine in the morning, penetrating through The curtain of night.
The golden fonts are delicate and exquisite. They slowly gather in the air, swaying gently like life.
Like fireflies flickering in the forest on a summer night, and like floating on the lake in autumn. The fallen leaves,
eventually gathered into a gorgeous ocean of light.
In this ocean of light, they began to dance.
With a rhythm that transcended the world, they surrounded the dead head on the ground and covered it with a coat of clothing. Golden coat.
On the head, golden light intersects, each ray of light is like a delicate paintbrush,
outlining complex patterns on the surface of the head.
Under the illumination of this light, those faces that were originally stiff and lifeless seemed to be slowly changing, their outlines gradually becoming clearer, and the souls of the deceased were briefly revived at this moment.
On their faces, there is both nostalgia for the world and fear of the unknown, but more importantly, a deep, unspeakable reluctance.
Around the luxury hotel, the crowd was silent, with this incredible scene reflected in everyone's eyes.
On their faces, there was either surprise or sadness, but more importantly, an indescribable complex emotion.
Those emotional people have tears rolling in their eyes, and finally they fall down uncontrollably, dripping onto the cold ground, blending into this scene full of the pain of parting.
The dead people on the heads, bathed in this golden light, seemed to be saying their final farewells.
Their eyes are full of reluctance for their relatives, lovers, friends and the world.
The words they wanted to say and the emotions they wanted to express were all condensed in this last gaze.
However, the wheel of fate is rolling forward, and they cannot escape the cycle of life and death after all.
Finally, under the shroud of golden light, all the heads slowly dissipated and turned into nothingness.
They took away all the pain, fear and reluctance, as well as people's endless thoughts for the deceased.
The sobs in the crowd gradually subsided, but the heavy heart could not be relieved for a long time.
At this moment, the boundaries between life and death become blurred, and people are immersed in profound thinking about life,
death and love.
"I would like to ask, where did Chaodu go?"
Chuhe's voice came from the corridor.
(End of this chapter)