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Chapter 556 Demon? Buddha?

The rain poured in the sky, like a hole in the sky, pouring rain wildly.

Below are huge waves sweeping, turbid waves are empty, and the water surface is rising step by step. Some slightly lower mountains are about to be completely submerged.

In such a doomsday scene, people are sailing in boats and appearing in the stormy waves.

The light boat passed through like an arrow, shaving the waves and breaking the current, moving forward without moving forward, and moving towards the source of the flood.

There were two monks on the boat, one standing and one sitting.

The monk sitting was wearing a red cassock with red lotus embellishments on it, with red meanings as if he could drip bleeding, which was both holy and evil.

He looked like a young man with fair skin and a pretty face. He had Buddhist beads made of blood-red glass hanging around his neck. He practiced with his hair, his long red hair stood in the red lotus crown, his back was straight, and his palm gently brushed a knife on his knee.

And the one standing is much worse.

A gray monk's robe was torn, and there seemed to be flames burning in the blue blue pupils. The anger appeared, and it didn't look like a monk, but it looked like an executioner.

At this moment, the monk was muttering with hatred: "Thirty-six people, thirty-six mysterious realms. If they were present at the Wuzhan Conference, how could Wuwang have come forward? If the thirty-six people took action that day, how could the Spirit Dragon Iron Shadow lose 30% of the monks? How could that evil man leave with a swagger!"

The more I talked, the more angry I became, the bloodshot in my wide eyes appeared, and the blue-green pupils originally had a sense of purity, but at this moment it was like a wild ghost fire, giving people a terrifying look.

"Because there is an existence that is more important than the safety of the Spirit Dragon Iron Shadow under the Demon Suppression Cave."

The monk sitting said lightly: "The Eighty-Eight Buddhas Prajna Repentance cannot be set up by just 36 people. It is not just the devils caught by the Spirit Dragon Iron Sha in the Demon-Suppressing Cave. Zen, Tantric, and Yogacara Sect. At that time, there were people from the three major Buddhist factions participating in the formation. Even today, they still abide by the past agreement and maintain the formation together."

The leader of Tantric Buddhism, Dragon Elephant, has already opposed Dali and the other two parties. Dacien Temple is now exterminated, leaving only some monks to maintain the Buddhist rule. In this case, there are still people from the three parties working together to maintain a large formation...

This was the first time the monk standing there heard such a secret. In the past, he only knew that there were eighty-eight Buddhas and Prajna Repentances under the Demon Suppression Cave, but he didn't know that this formation would require eighty-eight people to set up. Eighty-eight monks with mysterious fetal fetus, how powerful this united formation should be, I'm afraid even the great master will find it difficult to escape.

For a moment, he couldn't help but temporarily abandon his hatred and asked the sitting monk: "What the hell is that?"

"The 'demon' who uses demons to forge the Buddha," the monk showed a strange smile, "The real Buddha in Buddhism."

Demon? Buddha?

The words of contradiction and the names of contradictions seem to hide unknown connections.

As long as the monks of Linglong Iron Shadow reach the Qi-eating Realm, they will basically experience the practice of using demons to forge Buddha. Even if they have not violated the rules of the temple, the senior officials in the temple will send them to practice using demons to forge Buddhas at the right time. Although the monks in rags were once the first disciple of the abbot, there is no exception.

In the stone chamber of the precepts, relying on his own Buddhist skills, the magical intentions of Buddhism and the demonic intentions in the demon-suppressing cave, tempering will, purifying the Buddha's energy, and shaping the heart of the Dharma with the intention of the heretics.

But until now, he realized that the source of the demonic intention was most likely not all the demons in the Demon Suppression Cave, but one of them.

When thinking about this, the former Buddhist son and the fugitive now have no idea why, their minds are stirred, and their breathing becomes thicker subconsciously. Spotted black particles appear in the blue blue Buddha eyes, forming a counterattack of the "卍" mark.

When the monk in red robe saw it, the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper. He looked at Wulai with great anticipation, staring at him without turning his eyes, not letting go of any change.

However, at this moment—

The about to take shape suddenly collapsed and began to dissipate. The red-robed monk was stunned and then shouted: "Who?"

"Zheng——"

A knife sounded from the ring knife on his knee, and in an instant, blood flowed, red light was magnificent, scarlet flames spread around the surrounding area, burning when it encountered water, burning when it encountered air, surging huge waves were burned, and even the water vapor was burned.

In an instant, the huge waves of water calmed down, and the scarlet fire burned out all restlessness and burned all disorders.

Then, the divine thoughts like substance swept across all directions, and the mountains protruding from the water exploded one after another, blowing out countless limes, and under the river it was like a giant dragon dancing, bursting out countless splashes and whirlpools.

This violent act lasted for a long time, as if God felt his eagerness and gave him some feedback, and a slight fluctuation appeared three hundred feet away.

Immediately afterwards, the black and white air flowed, and a figure slowly emerged, and the body shook, and the domineering demonic energy broke out of the body.

"I, the devil."

Shen Yi appeared as a standard demon master, and the demon's aura fluctuated violently, and suddenly collided with the divine thought that had turned into substance.

"boom!"

The force burst out, and the large area of ​​water surface and scarlet fire were chaotic. Then the strange flames burned the water waves, and even burned Shen Yi's demonic energy.

‘The strange flame is the red lotus karma fire in the legendary Buddhist temple? This monk must be without doubt that the Buddhist Dharma is empty.’

Shen Yi guessed in his heart, 'Also, what I discovered just now was not the emptiness of my blood Dharma, but other existences. He realized that someone was nearby, and then forced me out with a violent sweep."

However, even if the Blood Buddha is so rough, he cannot really force Shen Yi out. He was able to discover Shen Yi's existence because of another person, one of whom should be a useless person.

The reason why Mr. Shen appeared was that he was curious about the changes in this person.

If Shen Yi remembered correctly, this person was sealed with martial arts by the abbot of the Lingmen and was shot into the demon-suppressing cave. From general rationality, he should still be crying in the iron window.

"open."

He raised his palm to form a knife, and the yin and yang were in chaos. The sword light that reversed life and death cut open the waves and flames. Then his figure became a illusion and approached within thirty feet with numerous demon shadows.

"Yeah, isn't this coming?"

Looking at the monk in tattered clothes, Shen Yi smiled meaningfully, "Long time no see, why did he become so irritated?"

The demon son and the Buddha son who were once on the list of the storms, and the former brothers of the Linglong Tiesha, had different identities, but they had the same hostile relationship. Whether it was the vest or the real body, Shen Yi couldn't talk to this Buddhist son.

So when he saw this person again, he gave a deep ridicule without hesitation.

What else can be more happy than seeing the enemy's downfall?
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