This palm dispels the illusion and the past, and all the past disappears with this palm.

Boom, boom, the earth is trembling.

Wusheng turned his head and looked into the red fog.

What did you come this time?

Wusheng looked up and saw a tall figure in the red mist, five or six feet tall, his eyes were blood-red and burning like fire, his face was like an evil ghost, his fangs were sharp and his teeth were like a knife, his body was as strong as a vajra, his head was three arms, one hand held a knife, the other hand held a shield, and the other hand held a head.

He raised his legs and stepped on Xiang Wusheng. He dodged aside, and then a big knife like a door panel fell down. With a roar, a hole was cut open on the ground, and the waves of air swept over, shattering a big tree.

ha!

The monster opened his mouth and breathed, and red mist gushed out of his mouth.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Hoo, the big sword slashed again, and the red mist around seemed to be attracted, rushing towards the big sword in its hand. With one sword, the wind blew, the red mist rushed, and the ground shattered. The rocks and trees within a large area where the blade fell were all stirred up and shattered by the waves of the rushing out of the sword.

Wusheng rushed to the side suddenly, got up immediately after landing, and saw a big foot trampling towards him.

With your palm facing up, your hands soaring into the sky, and the Vajra supports the sky.

Rumbled, he felt like a giant elephant landing in his palms, overwhelmed, and his bones were ringing. He tried hard to activate Buddhism, and the Buddha's light flourished in his palms.

The monster's soles shattered, and then half of its legs shattered, then dissipated in the red mist, losing one leg, but it still stood still. It raised the sword in its hand and slashed down, causing another strong wind. Wusheng stepped closer to the monster, feeling blood red all around, as if a big wave was sweeping, unable to stand steadily, and his magic power was suddenly consumed.

A palm of "Vajra Subduing Demons" slapped the remaining leg of the monster. Bang, the leg exploded suddenly, and the red mist swelled, rushing him out in an instant, as if he was overturned by a big wave.

not good!

Wusheng only felt the blood in his body turbulent, the blood was red in front of him, and the sound of shrilling ghosts were heard in his ears. Countless evil ghosts, the skeletons came back, anger, tyranny, killing, and countless negative thoughts filled his mind.

He hurriedly recited Buddhist scriptures and urged them to visualize them.

A huge sun in my mind was so hot that a Dharma image stood tall and wide. The sun and Buddha light instantly filled his sea of ​​consciousness, dispelling all the negative thoughts.

The spiritual platform was clear and bright. The shrill shouts in my ears disappeared. I also recovered as before, and there was still a red mist. Looking around, the monster five or six feet tall just now disappeared, and the red mist was still everywhere in the mountains.

"The monster just now was an illusion, it's not right!"

He looked at the several gullies, broken rocks, and felled trees on the ground, and everything proved that the monster just now was real.

What exactly is that?

"No, senior brother!"

Wusheng hurriedly rushed towards the direction where Wudou was.

He stopped suddenly when he didn't run far. In front of him was five or six steps underground. Half a head emerged, as big as a bull's head, hairless, skinless, blood-colored skull bones, eyes blood red, and the land around him was also blood red, as if soaked in blood. The blood mist in the air rolled, as if it was the essence, and the other end was slowly rising.

Wusheng's heartbeats are so terrible,

"You can't let it come out!" This was his subconscious thought.

He rushed to the side of the blood skull in one step, and pressed the Buddha's palm on the skull.

The scene in front of him immediately changed. The mountains and forests around him disappeared, and turned into a vast sea of ​​blood. He was in the sea of ​​blood. In front of him was the blood skull, with corpses floating around him. When he looked down, there were evil ghosts in the sea of ​​blood under him. Some had eyes but no beads, some had only half a head, some were half bloody and half a bone, and his arms stretched out from the sea of ​​blood, carrying blood, and connected with flesh, grabbed Wusheng and pulled him into the sea of ​​blood. There was a shrill and sensational sound in his ears.

He pressed his palm firmly on the skull and recited the "The Great Sun Tathagata Sutra" in his heart.

The sea of ​​blood was turbulent and the blood waves surged. He and the blood skeleton sank into the sea of ​​blood. In the sea of ​​blood, countless evil ghosts and souls rushed towards him. Pairs of dry bones and arms grabbed them. They rushed over and opened their mouths to bite his body. They were excited, they shouted, they wailed, and instantly submerged Wusheng.

Tyrannical, angry, depraved, painful

He is a small boat roaring in the strong wind and the surging waves, and there is no way to see the shore.

He is a lonely traveler in the endless desert of yellow sand and endless oasis.

The night slowly has no lights, and there is no place for people in the vast and deserted mountains.

He sank towards the boundless sea of ​​blood,

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there are also blood waves that flood the Tathagata's Dharma image; blood mists are everywhere, covering the magnificent sun.

It's over,

That's it!

Om, Wusheng saw a little light in a trance,

Light, where does it come from?

In a trance, he saw the Buddha statues on the main hall glowing, the pagoda forest outside the temple glowing, the master's kind face, the abbot's thin back, and the senior brother's honest smile.

The sun is in the sky and in front of you.

Tathagata is in Lingshan, and also in his heart.

Big day,

Tathagata!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sun is brilliant and vast. Wherever the light passes, the red mist dissipates. The golden body stands tall and the earth, suppressing the sea of ​​blood.

Wusheng saw a little light, and the light was getting bigger, and a ray of light shone into the sea of ​​blood.

Come,

The light spots flew over and became bigger and bigger, but it was a big sun that fell into this sea of ​​blood. Wherever they passed, the sea of ​​blood was churning, ghosts cried and howled, and all the evil ghosts around them were completely wiped out.

I don’t know how long it took, but the endless sea of ​​blood in front of me turned into a vast forest. The scene around me changed again, but it was still the thick red mist that could not be dissolved. His palm pressed on the ground, dry and soft, and there was a big pit on the ground, and others were in the pit, and there was still heat around him.

Looking up, the sun was in the sky, and the light shone brightly, and a light broke through the red mist and fell on him.

Wusheng slowly stood up and raised his hand to wipe away the sweat from his forehead.

Is this an illusion demon? It’s so dangerous!

He came out of the pit and found Senior Brother Wudou in the red fog.

In the red mist, under an old tree, I saw a man standing there, holding an iron stick, and his body trembling slightly.

He stopped and stood there, looking quietly at Wuneng.

"Senior Brother."

He didn't dare to scream, for fear of affecting Wu's annoyance

The red mist was very strange. It just aroused something in his heart, so he fell into an illusion. Fortunately, he had the "Great Sun Tathagata Sutra" to protect the body. The method of visualization was indeed mysterious. When the distracting thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness appeared, they immediately disappeared. I wonder if the "Arhat Sutra" he practiced by his senior brother also had the same wonderful uses.
Chapter completed!