: Fear of evil

Author: Pot-bread meat head

: Fear of evil

"Master Shakyamuni." Yi Changle looked directly at Shakyamuni's red eyes, feeling that there was a little more hollowness in Shakyamuni's red eyes.

The hollowness in Sakyamuni's red eyes made Yi Changle's heart scruple. Yi Changle changed into a sincere expression and asked in a deep voice: "Is your heart of Tao still as firm as before?"

"My Monk's Taoist heart..." Sakyamuni paused, folded his hands together, and his red eyes avoided the eyes that Yi Changle cast, and said, "Donor Yi, why ask this question?"

Seeing that Shaka avoided his eyes, Yi Changle raised his eyebrows and said, "There is naturally my reason for asking this question. However, when I see Master Shaka, I don't seem to be willing to answer my question."

Hearing this, Shaka hesitated for a moment and then spoke again: "My monk's Taoist heart..."

Yi Changle interrupted at the right time and reminded Sakyamuni: "Master Sakyamuni, if I remember correctly, there is a saying in the Buddha's words, saying that family members do not lie?"

Shaky smiled bitterly and said, "Donald Yi is right, monks really don't lie."

Under Yi Changle's inquiry eyes, Shaka sighed and then said, "As for my monk's Taoist heart, donor Yi guessed it right, it is indeed not as firm as before."

"But there is one thing that has never changed from beginning to end." Shakyamuni finally stopped avoiding Yi Changle's eyes, his red eyes were full of determination, and he looked straight at Yi Changle, "I am an ascetic monk, forever

It will not change, and until I pass away, I will always be an ascetic monk."

Since Sakyamuni was able to stay in these eighteen levels of hell for more than 100,000 years, his attitude at this time was already as expected by Yi Changle. Therefore, there was no change in Yi Changle's face and he would have been ready.

He took out his words and said, "Master Shakyamuni, I remember that when Xiaohua was in the mysterious fire in the nine heavens, you kept praying for him and the world. When you prayed, you said: My Buddha is compassionate?"

Upon hearing this, Shakyamuni looked at Yi Changle in confusion, nodded and replied, "Donor Yi is right."

"Since that's the case, I have a question. I have to ask Master Shakyamuni." Yi Changle paused and then asked, "If my Buddha was compassionate, why would there be so many sufferings in the three realms?"

"What kind of cause is sown, what kind of result is obtained. All the sufferings in this world are just cause and effect. Although I, Buddha, have never been overwhelming mercy." Sakyamuni replied.

"If Master said, the suffering in this world is all due to cause and effect, so why would Xiaohua suffer that?" Yi Changle smiled sarcastically, "What kind of cause did he plant to get a mysterious fire in the Nine Heavens

What about the fruits that were burned and died?”

"The reason why the donor of the snake transformed into a snake is that he wants to save the donor of the world, and the donor of the world is the result of the donor of the snake transformed into a snake transformed into a snake transformed into a snake." Shakyamuni turned the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Sakyamuni's explanation made Yi Changle fall into silence. After a while, Yi Changle scolded: "Boys! All the cause and effect are bullshit!"

Shaka widened his eyes, as if he had never expected Yi Changle to say such words.

Thinking of Mantuo who had been struggling outside the eighteen levels of hell, Yi Changle calmed down again, "That's it, then I'll ask you again, you are practicing asceticism, so in order to endure enough suffering and torture, you

I have been in these eighteen levels of hell for more than 100,000 years, but according to my opinion, the sufferings suffered by the creatures in the three realms have never decreased, and even more."

Seeing Shakyamuni's puzzled eyes, Yi Changle said frankly: "We told you before that we went to these eighteen levels of hell to find the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire for the creatures in the three realms, but in addition, we have something to hide from you.

”

Yi Changle paused and his expression became serious, "Even though Die Shi knew that he had to enter the Nine Heavens' Profound Fire and merge with the sword hilt was that the three realms would encounter great disasters soon, and only Die Shi would regain

Only when we become the open sky can we have the power of resistance.”

Shaka frowned and said, "Will the three realms encounter a great disaster?"

Yi Changle saw that Shaka did not believe in his words completely, and then said, "Yes, the three realms will encounter a great disaster. Only I and Mieshi know about this. The reason why I chose to tell Shaka you was because of Man.

Aunt Tuo.”

Shaky's brows frowned a little deeper, and said anxiously: "What Yi donor means is that this great disaster that is about to come to the three realms is related to Mantuo? Is it possible? The cause is also..."

Yi Changle interrupted Shaka's conjecture, "This great disaster is indeed related to Aunt Mantuo, but only because Aunt Mantuo is a member of the Three Realms, the rest of the relationship is gone."

Hearing Yi Changle's words, Shaka sighed relieved.

Seeing this, Yi Changle said again: "As for this great disaster, I hope Master Shaka can keep his mouth shut, and not let my aunt Mando know about it, because no one can do this great disaster except me and Kaitian.

If you let others know, you will be afraid of unnecessary sacrifices."

Red eyes stared at Yi Changle for a long time, but saw Yi Changle's expression as usual. After a long time, Shaka spoke and agreed, "I will keep my mouth shut."

"But I still have something to do. When the donor of the world entered the mysterious fire of the Nine Heavens, I had stopped him many times. If the donor of Yi told me everything at that time, I would not have stopped him, but the donor of Yi would not have.

"Sakya paused and said in a deep voice: "Since donor Yi did not have it at that time, why should I tell all this now?"

"Because the person who has been waiting for you at the entrance of the Eighteenth Level Hell is my Aunt Mando." Yi Changle answered without hesitation.

"It's that simple?" Shaka asked.

"It's that simple." Yi Changle explained: "Master Shakyamuni, let me tell you, after Xiaohua suddenly left, I realized a lot. I regretted it very much and didn't have time to take Xiaohua to eat the meal he was thinking about.

Elbow, it is precisely because I tell you the great disaster that is about to come to the Three Realms, just because I want you to cherish the people in front of you.”

"Cherish the person in front of you?" Shaka said in a deep voice: "I am a monk, and Yi donor is joking."

"A monk?" Yi Changle sneered, "What a monk. My aunt Mantuo always felt that you didn't know about her entrance to the 18th level of hell, but when I mentioned it, you were also

Not surprised, I was very curious. Since Master Shakyamuni, you are a monk, why did you acquiesce to me, Aunt Mando, wait for you at the entrance of the eighteen levels of hell?"

Hearing this, the heartache in her red eyes flashed, and Shaka spoke calmly: "I am a bad fate with Mantuo. It is best not to meet in this life. When the time comes, she will see it and meet.

leave."

"She can't see it." Yi Changle said firmly.

Yi Changle sighed and suggested: "Master Shakyamuni, since it is a bad fate, you should cut the mess quickly."
Chapter completed!