But the strange thing is that no mortal can bear the burning of the red lotus karma fire and will definitely wail and struggle.
But at this moment, Lingyu looked like a corpse that had been dead for a long time. She lay motionless on the ground, letting the red lotus karma fire burn on her body.
Mu Fusheng seemed to finally feel something was wrong. He suddenly thought of what You Tanhua had said before about Lingyu being a puppet.
He subconsciously looked towards Udanhua, but Udanhua had disappeared without knowing when.
"Mu Fusheng, from now on, I and you will sever all ties of grudges and let each of you live well." Youtanhua's decisive voice still floated in the air.
"Senior!" Mu Fusheng knelt on the ground in pain.
Mu Fusheng watched helplessly as the spiritual jade was quickly burned up like a corpse, without any compassion in his heart, because the further it burned, the more unpleasant the odor emitted by the corpse became.
Mu Fusheng hesitated for a few seconds and decided to try to transcend Lingyu's soul. This might help him verify something.
When he sat on the ground meditating, clasping his hands together in preparation for salvation, as expected, he could not detect any trace of his soul.
In other words, Lingyu has no soul. What the senior said is right. She is just a puppet! A puppet controlled by someone behind the scenes!
And what Utanhua is burning now is just a corpse that has been dead for a long time.
This also explains why when the red lotus karma fire burned to Lingyu, Lingyu did not struggle at all, because the person behind the scenes took back control in time, because he was afraid that the red lotus karma fire would burn the caster himself.
!
Mu Fusheng looked at his hands in disbelief, but what happened to that Buddha seal just now? Why was he controlled in an instant?
And when he reacted, the senior had already shouldered it forcefully.
Mu Fusheng murmured painfully: "Senior..."
Youtanhua fled back to the Magic Mountain, and the determination he had just struck suddenly disappeared, and turned into a trace of indescribable sadness.
Cuiguo, who had witnessed everything from the side, followed closely and said quickly: "Honored Lord, if Mu Fusheng treats you like this today, he will not be soft-hearted two hundred years later. By then, his Buddha Seal will not be as powerful as it is today. How can you still
Have you decided to defend the battle with your own body?"
Youtanhua said sadly: "The play I performed today was indeed too bloody. It is normal for a Buddhist disciple to not be able to bear it."
"But, Buddha's Seal is the most lethal spell in Buddha cultivation, and he didn't hesitate to use it to attack you. If it weren't for your advanced cultivation, blood would have been splattered on the spot right now." Cui Guo said again.
Youtanhua closed his eyes and said, "That's all. He also sacrificed his life to save me that time in Beiming. Now I can be considered as solving a big trouble for him."
Cuiguo wanted to speak, but Youtanhua waved his hand and said, "Go down, I'm tired."
At night, in the empty bedroom, Youtanhua was lying alone on his side on the chaise longue, feeling a dull pain in his chest.
Mu Fusheng's Buddha Seal was indeed more powerful than those of the abbots, but this power could hardly cause any real harm to her. Why did she feel a dull pain in her heart and chest.
Sure enough, for Buddhists, she has the same status as everyone else in the world, or a woman who suddenly appears.
Youtanhua smiled bitterly and thought to himself: "In that case, let's cut it off cleanly. When it's a yin year and a yin month and a yin day, there won't be so many things."
Mu Fusheng sat at the gate of Futan Temple all night. He was very upset: Who sent the spiritual jade to him, and why did he control him to attack his senior? What was this person's purpose?
The Buddha, who was as pure as a mirror, seemed to have grown up overnight, and his eyebrows became a little deeper.
Early the next morning, Mu Fusheng wrote a letter to Mu Mingjing:
"Mingjing, help me investigate Guanyin Temple and Lingyu."
Then, he closed the door of Futan Temple and walked towards the Magic Mountain.
At the gate of the Magic Mountain, the two demon envoys guarding the mountain appeared in front of Mu Fusheng again. This time their attitude was obviously not as good as before.
A demon envoy frowned and said, "Why are you here? Our Demon Mountain cannot afford a giant Buddha like yours."
Another demon envoy also said: "Master Mu, you'd better not be entangled with our lord, so that we can get together and part ways, and be honorable to each other."
Mu Fusheng didn't say a word and continued to sit on the floor meditating and chanting sutras.
Seeing this, Ao You couldn't stand it any longer. He transformed himself, took out two huge netherworld pearls and secretly handed them to the two demon envoys:
"Brothers, this is a specialty of my hometown. Grind it into powder and apply it on your face. It can keep you young forever. It is the best gadget to give to your wife. Please accept it. Please give it to the Lord.
Send a message."
The two demons looked at each other. They had been guarding the mountain for hundreds of years, and this was the first time they saw someone who dared to benefit them.
"Gungungun, who is your brother? Do you want to harm us? If we accept your things, according to the rules of the magic mountain, we will not be able to keep our hands." The demon said angrily.
After saying that, the two demon envoys stopped talking to them and hid in the formation.
Ao You spat and cursed: "You Tanhua taught a bunch of shit! They don't understand any rules in the world."
Mu Fusheng's expression did not change, he was still meditating and chanting sutras expressionlessly, as if he didn't see what Ao You had just done.