Chapter 836: Thoughts rise and fall, the Buddha's heart breeds demons
At the edge of the blue-wave deep pool, Lady Tao looked through the mist and mist at the little carps that were running around in the pool, sinking into the water and breaking free from time to time, with a slightly worried look on her face.
Back then, she accompanied Master Mo Ye on a leisurely trip and passed by this place. She heard that this pool had the opportunity to transform into a dragon.
After more than a thousand years of silence, she met a little carp who could talk and please her. It was a rare moment for her to show kindness, so she wanted to give this secret opportunity in the secret realm to the little Ni'er who had the blood of a dragon.
outsiders.
Unexpectedly, the little carp entered the water, triggered the phantom formation of the Transforming Dragon Pond, and was trapped in the water "area" with treacherous clouds and waves. She could not get close to it at all.
The short mangong appeared on a tree trunk with a crooked neck on the other side of the pool. He admired the embarrassing figure of the little carp being dragged under the water by the whirlpool and then desperately emerging from the water to spit bubbles. He gave a sharp laugh and said: "Miss Tao, you
Will this little carp drown in the Hualong Pond?"
Lady Tao said angrily: "Old monkey, if you make sarcastic remarks again, I will drag you into the water and drown you first."
For more than three years, she tried her best and wasted several magic weapons, but she couldn't reach the little carp in the water. Her patience was almost exhausted, and her temper was almost ignited. Mangong didn't want to help her but only laughed at the joke. How could she not be annoyed?
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"It's a joke, don't take it seriously."
Duke Mang quickly stopped his laughter, changed his expression to a more serious one, and said, "Since your Excellency has told you that this pool can transform into a dragon, it must be true and there is no doubt about it. In my humble opinion, this little carp or
It’s because the dragon’s bloodline is not good, and he needs to endure years of hardships and hardships to stimulate his bloodline before he can accept the opportunity in the pool. You are kind-hearted, and I can’t blame you for Guanzhu Zhang’s departure from seclusion.”
The tall old man Yueshan appeared on the steep rock on the right, looked down at the little carp in the water, and said: "Mang Gong's opinion is reasonable. Madam Peach, the peach blossom you gave to the little carp can protect her life.
There will be no problem if we persist in Tanzhong for more than ten or twenty years."
Hearing what the two great demons said, Mrs. Tao's brows relaxed a little. She knew she was suffering when she did bad things with good intentions.
After talking for a while, Old Man Yueshan and Duke Mang dispersed.
Lady Tao glanced downstream and stopped without leaving immediately.
The unsmiling Wei Jingjie walked along the meadow along the river, first bowed to Lady Peach by the pool, and then carefully observed the little carp swimming hard in the pool, making sure that Little Ni'er was fine and still alive and kicking, bowed again, and returned the same way.
go.
Don't ask a single word of nonsense during this period.
The waist is as straight as a gun, and the back shows inexplicable weather and vicissitudes.
Tao Niangzi looked at the lonely man coming and going, and opened her mouth to say something more. After thinking about it, she gave it up. She, Tao Niangzi, acted regardless of whether she was right or wrong. Can she explain her mistakes to others?
The figure disappeared in a flash, and the fragrance of peach blossoms spread by the pond.
The water rippled, and the little carp sank and came up again. It was about to cry but had no tears. Occasionally, a colorful light flashed on its forehead.
On the Tianqian Continent, two male sword cultivators were walking. One of them was holding a blood-stained white mantra. On one side of his hand, he wrote in cursive calligraphy "One sword to challenge the world, one sword to conquer the four seas." On the other side, it read "Invincible at the same level, but I hope to be defeated."
, arrogant and domineering.
They walked and fought all the way, from south to north, from spring to winter.
The atmosphere in Tianqian Continent is fierce, and the fourth-level masters have come out of the city to challenge.
The fifth-level warlock Shi Qisheng, the uncrowned king of Tianqian Continent, was alarmed and went to see the excitement.
One of them took out a jade plaque with the word "square" and handed it over to him, saying that he was seeking a breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship and had no other intentions.
In the middle of the vast continent, the new base of Tianchan Stone Temple.
In the secluded Yingbi Mountain, there is an inconspicuous and lonely cave in the middle of the cliff.
The magic weapon monk sat cross-legged on the futon, the golden haze slowly receding from his body. He opened his eyes, and a proud smile appeared on his rock-hard face. He had been in seclusion for less than four years and successfully advanced to the late fifth level.
He wants to become the first sixth-level monk in the world.
His confidence lies in his will, which has been tortured by demonic energy for decades, and his unwavering Buddhist heart.
Thinking of the happy and contented place, Fa Bao laughed out loud, but his expression and voice were different from his usual expression and sounded a bit sinister. Fa Bao had a look of astonishment on his face.
Reacted suddenly.
"Hey, it's too late!"
The monk's body was filled with a strong black energy, which was about to erupt in a golden light.
The old voice sounded in the secret room, "Monk, I have long said that you have an impure Buddha nature and a strong murderous intention. You are competitive and have demons in your heart. You are a good child for cultivating demons. I will use your Buddha mind to plant demons.
For ten years, you have not noticed anything. Instead, you have been striving for speed without cultivating merit and karma. I have given you a helping hand to help you improve your cultivation smoothly. Your Vajra body was just borrowed for me to cultivate the Vajra Demonic Body."
The black energy surged, swallowing up and assimilating the remaining golden light bit by bit from the outside inward.
The Buddhist consciousness of the magic weapon struggled violently and resisted. Facing the boundless darkness, he despaired. It was time to listen to Brother Fayuan's advice and spend more time reading Buddhist scriptures, cleanse his own bad karma, eliminate the influence of evil spirits on him, and stabilize his state of mind.
Don't be in a hurry to improve your cultivation.
Why are you fighting for the false reputation of being number one?
"Monk, you have no chance. The time I suffered a serious injury four years ago was your last chance. Unfortunately, you didn't grasp it. Just accept your fate. I will easily help you fulfill your obsession that cannot be realized in your heart."
, the storm surges; a thought disappears, flowers bloom like brocade, , it doesn’t matter if you are the best in the world, all the creatures in the world are my meal, you can eat whoever you want, hahaha.”
"I...will die with you!"
The magic weapon monk screamed and drummed up the separated golden light. This body was originally his. Compared with the demon head, it was easier for him to snatch it away. Even a moment was enough. He tempered it so that the treasure was indestructible.
Apart from self-destruction, there is no other way to destroy the King Kong body in a short period of time.
Being too strong is not a good thing sometimes.
"Here I go... let go!"
The devil shouted, he finally managed to grab the body, but he could let the magic weapon be damaged? However, when he dispersed the power of the Vajra that the monk had forcibly gathered, he found that the monk's remnant soul suddenly disappeared.
"Monk, how long can you hide? With such a big body, I will find your remnant soul sooner or later hidden in the bone marrow. I advise you to accept my fusion obediently. It can preserve your last dignity and give you a hint of soul reincarnation.
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The magic sound is full of temptation and sounds in the secret room.
Unexpectedly, Monk Wu, who was struggling hard, would also make insidious calculations, making false claims in the east and west to hide part of his remaining soul.
The devil stirred up the demonic energy to wash his body, and sneered: "Monk, no one can save you this time. I have devoured so many monks and learned a lot of information. I will not let the warlocks of the Eastern Continent notice this change again.
Just wait with peace of mind to be found and fused. I can afford to wait for ten or twenty years."
The last time he left the body of the magic weapon, he planted his demonic thoughts in the Buddha's heart of the magic weapon. Eventually, he grew into an inner demon that was hard to distinguish between true and false. When the right time came, he got out of control.
He could really afford to wait, and he didn't have to worry about being disturbed by monks coming to his door.