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Chapter 123 Compassion

Chapter 123 Compassion (month end, please vote!)

The swords on the scroll, driven by magic power, moved quickly as if they came alive.

Accompanied by a melodious sword chant.

Flying swords rose into the air from the scroll, forming a sky full of sword shadows and rushing in all directions.

It looks messy, but it is actually orderly.

Wan Jian Jue!

Zhu Ju's eyes moved slightly.

This time, the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram was truly activated by magic power, which was completely different from the feeling of sensing the method of controlling swords from a distance.

Once the sword in the scroll moves, all the hidden changes are revealed.

This picture,

Not all of them are basic sword-controlling methods.

Thousands of swords came out at the same time, revealing their true appearance. It turned out that they contained an extremely exquisite sword-controlling method - the Ten Thousand Swords Technique.

The sword-controlling method is composed of hundreds of basic methods!
However, this method obviously has extremely high requirements for the practitioners, and even a great master may find it difficult to sustain it.

power,

Even more terrifying!
"puff!"

"Pfft!"

The sword energy swept across the sky, its sharp edge exposed. The fleeing crows were pierced through the body and fell to the ground with strange cries.

As Zhu Ju's sword swept across, the guests of Heiyun Manor who had come to their senses were also caught up in the sword energy.

"Spare your life!"

"No!"

"Master, please show mercy!"

"..."

The sword energy ignored the farmhands' pleas for mercy, and corpses were scattered everywhere it passed.

"boom!"

A ball of flames exploded in the air, and the Master Ling Ya, who was hiding among many crows, had to reveal his true form.

He held a red gourd in his hand, with flames spewing out of the gourd mouth. Balls of flames were floating around him. His face was pale as he looked at the sword energy coming towards him.

"Fellow Taoist, spare your life!"

"I won't complain anymore. All the money I used to buy my way through this time is yours. I hope you will stop immediately!"

Zhu Ju turned a deaf ear to him, his mind completely immersed in controlling the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. Following the path of the sword technique, he swept the sword energy wildly.

"puff!"

"Pfft!"

Master Ling Ya used various methods one after another.

Talismans, flames, spells...

No matter what.

Faced with the endless sword energy, all his methods collapsed one after another until he was pierced by the sword energy while screaming.

"receive!"

Zhu Ju retracted his sword, and the sword energy in the sky returned to the scroll in order.

be cheated!
Looking at the dimmed light of the Ten Thousand Swords Picture, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to find Miao Ran to settle the score.

It was said that it could be used three times, but it was only used once. How could the consumption be so huge?
I'm afraid it will be scrapped if I use it again!
However, he obviously forgot that his "magic power" was unique and was the five elements of evil spirit of the Qi Refiner.

Compared with the magic power of the mages in this world, it is more domineering and brutal.

This also resulted in the sword energy he unleashed by manipulating the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram being extremely powerful, and naturally consuming a lot of spiritual energy.

Just as Zhu Ju was about to go forward to collect Master Ling Ya's "legacy", he heard loud shouts coming from the mountain.

"mercy!"

Crying blood.

A mixture of anger, unwillingness and despair.

No one knows what the person who spoke has experienced, but just by listening to his body, one can hear the boundless resentment.

The huge bamboo mountain,

Swaying gently amidst the sounds of sorrow.

Thousands of pines and cypresses bowed their heads, and countless leaves fell from the branches.

Wild beasts roared, birds fluttered, and a sense of desolation and sadness permeated the air, causing even ripples in the mage's heart.

Zhu Ju suddenly looked up.

The others also recovered from the shock of seeing thousands of swords flying at the same time and looked towards the top of the mountain.

what happened there?
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Zhushan Temple.

All the monks walked out of the hall together.

After several days of discussion, they finally made a decision.

More than 20 monks, led by the 'Buddha's son' Kongjue, were pushed out and handed over to General Wan to be punished as 'evil monks' who had committed numerous crimes.

In exchange for the stability of the entire mountain gate.

To show sincerity.

The spiritual light of Zhushan Temple is no longer apparent, so all means are abandoned.

The temple gate was open, and the "Buddhist son" Kongjue walked in front of the monks with his hands clasped together, his face shining with Buddha's light as he walked down the mountain steps.

"Amitabha!"

The old nun Mingjing whispered:

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

"Kongjue, although you are half human, half demon, you are born with a heart of Buddha. Today I am leaving on behalf of the monks of Zhushan Temple. If there is reincarnation, you will enter Buddhism again in the next life."

"Master." Although he was going to die, Kong Jue showed no fear. He turned around and bowed eleven times:
"Buddhism is a vast and blessed place, and I am but one of them."

"If my death can quell the wrath of General Wan, and I can withdraw and spare Zhushan Temple, then I have nothing to fear from death."

"and!"

He turned around and walked forward:
"This matter was originally caused by me. If innocent people are implicated, it would be a sin."

The monks looked solemn upon hearing this, many of them had tears in their eyes, chanted Buddhist mantras, and prayed for him in a low voice.

"mercy!"

"Good! Good!"

"..."

Abbot Yuanye had a complicated look in his eyes. He looked deeply at Kongjue's back and slowly closed his eyes.

"pity!"

"I have been plagued by evil karma since I was born." Kong Jue walked out of the temple and led more than 20 monks who looked unwilling but could not speak towards the army.

He recalled the past, feeling only hazy and unclear, and could not help but whisper:
"I am very fortunate to have received the protection of my ancestors and the opportunity to spread the Dharma. I am also blessed by my master's love and the support of my fellow disciples. This is how I am today."

“How fortunate is it to be born as a human being?”

"call……"

A cold wind suddenly blew on the stone steps.

Wan Zhengyang was held up in the air by the blood-red ghost, holding a long spear and pointing downwards.

"Are you Kong Jue?"

"It is me," Kongjue replied, saying:
"General, you are menacing and majestic, but using soul-devouring to control ghosts is definitely not a good method. Please use it with caution."

"Hmm?" Wan Zhengyang raised his eyebrows angrily:

"A mere monster actually wants to teach this general how to use it?"

"Although I am half-demon, I have a human heart." Kong Jue raised his head, his clear eyes filled with sincerity: "General, you should be compassionate..."

"puff!"

A sharp arrow shot from nowhere and pierced Kong Jue's chest, cutting off his voice.

Looking down at the arrow in his chest, with blood soaking his white clothes, Kong Jue didn't feel any fear at all, just confusion.

I'm dying!

dead!
Is this the feeling?
"Hiss..."

An instinctive reaction caused the suppressed demonic energy in his body to begin to stir. Strands of demonic energy emerged from his body, and his calm state of mind also began to ripple slightly.

Unwilling!

The demonic nature has not been completely eliminated.

"Amitabha!"

Kongjue clasped his hands together, recited scriptures silently, and practiced the Great Nirvana method rapidly to suppress the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"puff!"

Another sharp arrow fell on him.

Kong Jue's body shook, and scenes from his childhood seemed to appear before his eyes.

The former abbot of Zhushan Temple held him, who was still a baby, in his arms, forcing a smile through his wrinkled face while teasing him with his hands.

"good!"

"Good boy!"

Kong Jue smiled and felt that he had no regrets in his life.

next moment.

The scene in my consciousness suddenly changed.

The former abbot held a piece of talisman paper covered with scriptures and stuck it on his body, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"This is to suppress the evil spirit in my body."

"The Lotus Sutra suppresses the demonic instincts, and the Mahāparinirvāṇa mind method controls the desires of the heart."

"It's all for my own good."

The empty mind thinks.

"Come."

Abbot Yuanye took him to the back mountain.

"Kongjue, you are a parasitic demon bee. From now on, you will be responsible for taking care of the bee colony in the back mountain. Water them with your demon blood every day. This way, the honey they collect will be of a different quality."

"What should I call you?"

"Let's call it Buddha's Heart Nectar!"

"With it, our Zhushan Temple will surely become famous!"

A flower in front of you.

A dozen monks sat around him, reciting scriptures silently.

"Kongjue, you shouldn't have these memories. Master will help you erase them so that you can continue to have the heart of a Buddha."

"But you are..."

"A Buddhist disciple from Zhushan Temple!"

The hallucination reappeared.

"Don't you know?" A monk whispered in the Zen temple:

"Kongjue is a demon. The former abbot, in order to use it, sealed it in a baby's body and asked it to help Zhushan Temple manage the poisonous bees in the back mountain."

"The honey produced by the parasitic demon bees is very beneficial for cultivation."

"And when needed, the demonic nature within it can be activated, allowing it to kill the opponent under the control of the abbot. This is a demon at the peak level of a great wizard, almost a real-level demon. What a waste to kill it?"

"How could this be?" a monk was shocked.

"Won't it notice?"

"No!" Another monk waved his hand:
"It has the Lotus Sutra on its body, yet it foolishly practices the Great Nirvana Heart Method. Every once in a while, a monk would perform a spell to erase its memory. Don't you see that even at its age, it's as foolish as a child?"

"Even if it is discovered, the abbot has already used several methods on it and can kill it at any time!"

"What are you guys talking about?" A monk in a purple-gold robe came running over, drove away the whispering monks, and pulled out Kongjue who was hiding in the corner:

"Did you hear that?"

"Looks like I need to clean my memory again, trouble!"

Scene changes.

Kong Jue, covered in blood, was lying on a corpse, gnawing on the flesh. He was in a Taoist temple. His former kind-hearted brothers and sisters were looting the treasures in the temple with wild smiles on their faces.

"Kongjue, you come and make this lady pregnant..."

"what!"

"Uh……"

"No!"

Kong Jue, who was stabbed like a hedgehog by the long sword, shook his body, his eyes were filled with panic, and he let out unwilling roars from his mouth.

The stimulation of death broke the seal on him, and many memories emerged one after another. The true faces of the "eminent monks" were also revealed to him.

Master Yuanle of the Sutra Repository practices the "Skinning of Beautiful Women Method" and likes to collect the skin and flesh of young and beautiful women. The cassock on his body is known as the Hundred-Faced Bodhisattva, which is made of the skin of one hundred women sewn through secret rituals.

Yuanchen is the most bloodthirsty.

His demon-subduing pestle was stained with countless blood.

Because of his practice, he often became possessed by the devil and needed to vent his anger. Sometimes he would go down the mountain at night to slaughter villagers. Secretly, he was called the Shura Evil Star.

Abbot Yuanye and his respected and admired masters and monks would regularly hold "unobstructed conferences" to invite devout men and women to have sex in the main hall.

Anyone who is unwilling will be devoured by the parasitic bees.

As such.

Enter the sea of consciousness!

"Uh……"

Kong Jue pinched his throat with both hands, the demonic aura surged out, and his skin and flesh gradually twisted and deformed.

He lay on the ground, twitching wildly, allowing his body to be submerged in the rain of arrows.

The many complex emotions made him crazy.

"mercy!"

"Mercy!"

Amidst the roars, a strange demonic bee appeared on the scene.

The parasitic demon bee has a distorted human face on its head, human limbs under its abdomen, and it keeps roaring from its mouth.

Red and green blood flowed on it.