If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

Three days later, outside the central mountain of Yanzhou, a group of monks gathered.

Wu Yan pretended to be completely unaware of Zhao Yin's tricks, mixed with him among a group of monks summoned by Yingfu, and looked around without any trace.

As Zhao Yin said, most of the people who came to participate in the encirclement and suppression of demon cultivators were casual cultivators.

But there are also quite a few members of the sect, wearing uniform clothes, all of them look arrogant and contemptuous, and they are separated from the casual cultivators.

On the central mountain, there is a hidden monster condensed into clouds, and suddenly there is a vague roar of beasts.

After realizing the power of the roar, the skeptical monks were not surprised but happy, as if they couldn't hold back their excitement, and wanted to rush in to kill and snatch immediately.

"It's a strange beast..."

Cheng Siqi didn't want to be crowded with others, so he floated to the top of Wuyan's head, sat on Wuyan's head, and glanced at the mountain, "Exotic beasts are born with exotic treasures, these monks seem to be here for the exotic treasures. Otherwise It's just a name of being a chivalrous hero, who wants to control Yanzhou's life and death?"

In the past few days, he has seen through this group of cultivators in the realm of comprehension. There are a lot of pious ones, and they are all selfish people who can't afford to be early.

Sure enough, after the roar of the beast, all the casual cultivators were ready to move, and those who looked like elders of the sect even looked at each other and raised their arms.

"All disciples, enter the mountain to kill the demon!"

"Yes!"

The high-pitched shouts merged into sea waves, and countless lights flew up, rushing straight into the central mountain, as if they were afraid that if they were too late, the bamboo basket would be empty.

The monks all set out to enter the mountain, but the elders belonging to different sects did not enter in a hurry, but lowered their figures, said a few words to the three masters of Yanzhou who had been silently accompanying the smiling faces, and then went to the mountains separately. He took out a broken array disk from his arms.

The lines of the three remnants coincided with each other, and the moment they were put together, an invisible momentum pressed down from the sky towards the entire central mountain.

"With this great formation, there is absolutely no chance of any mistakes in the strange treasure!"

"That's right! It's just that the news is not strictly blocked. Those people outside really guessed that a rare treasure was born in Yanzhou, and they couldn't break through this big formation to seize the treasure. I waited for the big formation of the three sects to deceive the sky and the sea, but the Yuanying Patriarch stayed behind. The next method!"

Several people manipulated the formation, their faces were bright, and they didn't notice that a dead leaf was quietly turned into ashes not far below them.

Wuyan, who was running with several monks in the forest, moved slightly, and raised his hand to touch his ears.

Cheng Siqi followed Wuyan all the time, and naturally saw what he did quietly, but Cheng Siqi couldn't figure out what Wuyan heard and knew.

But without thinking too much, several black shadows suddenly appeared in front of Wuyan and his group.

"Demon cultivator!"

"kill!"

Several monks quickly surrounded the past, spells cascaded out.

At the same time, there were faint movements from other parts of the mountain. It seemed that many people had encountered the demon cultivators.

The only ones who intercepted Wuyan and the others were a few little Qi Refining Demons, one of them was Foundation Establishment, who was picked out by Zhao Yin with a single strike.

After beheading the demon with ease, these people were even more energetic. With Zhao Yin at the head, they continued to march towards the depths of the mountain.

Insatiable's cultivation base is also in the middle stage of foundation establishment, with the sword Zhao Yin gave him hanging on his waist, and his smiling appearance looks harmless to humans and animals, not like a master at all.

They encountered several waves of demon cultivators on the road, and the group quickly went deep into the hinterland, getting closer to the thick cloud of demonic aura high in the sky.

"strangeness."

Someone in the team suddenly wondered, "Why didn't I meet a few foundation builders along the way, all of them are Qi refining demons? Didn't it mean that many demon cultivators came to attack?"

"Haven't you encountered any powerful enemies?"

Before anyone could answer, a voice suddenly came from the side.Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw several figures leaping from the mountains and forests and landed in front of them. The young man headed by the other party frowned and said, "Is it true what those disciples of the sect said... we were just used to fill up the money?" The belly of the big demon Dan?"

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

Here, Zhao Yin's face changed, and everyone was a little bit surprised, but there was a bit of clarity in their eyes.

The young man was stunned, and looked at Zhao Yin in surprise: "Fellow Daoist, you came to Yanzhou, didn't you come for a rare treasure that was born in this world? Could it be that you really came here to slay demons?"

"nature."

Zhao Yin said strangely, "Slaying demons and demons is the responsibility of my generation of monks. It's fine if Zhao doesn't know. Now that I know, I will naturally do my best to save the people of Yanzhou from fire and water. As for the strange treasure... Zhao Someone had heard about it, but wasn't interested."

As if he didn't expect such a fool to exist here, the young man laughed and cupped his hands at Zhao Yin: "Brother Zhao, admire, admire!"

Zhao Yin seemed to take this as a compliment, rubbed his head shyly and smiled, looking very straightforward.

Not only the opposite side, even the monks summoned by the Yingfu who followed Zhao Yin showed a few traces of contempt and ridicule, looking at Zhao Yin was like looking at a dead person.

Even Cheng Siqi was a little confused, could it be that Zhao Yin really had such a character, he was just being used, and he didn't know that he was almost scheming endlessly?

Looking at Wuyan's expression, it was a light smile that was breezy and unremarkable.

Although Zhao Yin was stupid, he was not stupid. He seemed to recall what the young man had said before, and asked, "By the way, Fellow Daoist, why did you say that we were just the food of the golden elixir monster? I heard that the monster came here fleeing from danger. The strength has been greatly damaged, and I am afraid that we can't even maintain the peak foundation. We have so many foundations, can't we still take him?"

"Of course I can take it."

The young man said affirmatively, with a helpless smile on his face, "But it has to be the elders and arrogances at the peak of foundation establishment, not the middle stage of foundation establishment like you and me."

He glanced at Zhao Yin with pity, and sighed: "I heard that this big monster was injured and urgently needed to recover his strength. The first batch of people who entered the range of the strange treasure must face his most brutal and terrifying attack. But look at us, I didn't encounter many obstacles along the way, so I easily killed in, and in the blink of an eye, didn't I become the first group of people?"

Zhao Yin's expression tightened, "Aren't they afraid that we will take the strange treasure?"

The young man sneered and said, "So what if we take it? Brother Zhao, don't you really think that you have the strength to escape from the siege of these three sects with the treasure? Although these three Zong Duanduan is not as good as the Eight Great Immortal Sects, but they all have golden cores in charge, so they are not something mere casual cultivators like me can fight against."

"Then what should I do..." Zhao Yin showed a look of desperation.

Seeing this, the young man's eyes lit up, and he said sincerely: "Since Brother Zhao came here to slay demons, why not just hunt and kill demon cultivators outside the mountains? Where? Where is killing monsters not killing monsters?"

"What Fellow Daoist said is right!"

Zhao Yin suddenly realized, he bowed his hands to the young man very happily, and walked back with Wu Yan and others without saying a word.

The young man standing on the tree watched those figures gradually disappear, with a smile on his face, and the girl next to him also smiled and said: "Senior brother is really powerful, and he deceived that idiot away with a few words. Now we will They should be the first batch of people to get the strange treasure!"

"Although there are more than one piece of rare treasures, they are limited. How can you take advantage of these blunt casual cultivators?" The young man smiled with contempt.

And the two of them also didn't notice that a dead leaf quietly lying under the tree trembled quietly and turned into ashes.

On the other side, the group who left met other monks several times.

Some, like the young man before, would persuade with nice words, while others started fighting without saying a word.

But no matter who he meets, Cheng Siqi will always see the dead leaves fluttering out of Wuyan's sleeves, they are inconspicuous, but they can collect and deliver news in a short time.

After using this a few times, Wuyan seems to have collected almost all the information about this operation, so he no longer throws dead leaves outside, but often observes the trees in the forest, as if he has encountered some problem, thinking hard, In the event of an attack, he seldom takes a shot, like a wooden man.

Zhao Yin saw it and didn't care about it.

Or that he simply had no time to care about it.

Since meeting the first group of people, the group of Yingfu loose cultivators led by Zhao Yin seemed to have their own thoughts. From time to time, three or two would leave the team to join other teams they met, or directly express to Zhao Yin, I want to seize rare treasures and seek opportunities, but I can't go together.

Unable to force him, Zhao Yin had no choice but to let him go, and became depressed because of this.

Not long after, almost all the people who followed Zhao Yin left, only Wu Yan was left.Cheng Siqi also wondered why Wuyan didn't leave, and why Zhao Yin was so stubborn.

But before he could think about it, Wuyan asked him what was on his mind.

"You are not such a stubborn person, Brother Zhao."

The morning dew wetted the frosty grass, and his tireless walking footsteps suddenly stopped, and his somewhat dazed expression changed for the past few days, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Zhao Yin in front of him.

Zhao Yin's back froze, and he turned his head slowly, with a wry smile on his face: "You can see it, Brother Wuyan."

"What do you know?" Wuyan smiled faintly, "Why don't you want to go to the hinterland of the central mountain? Brother Zhao, you and I have known each other for many years, you know that I know your temperament, although you can do such stubborn things, but you Never be so cautious."

"Just say I'm reckless?"

Zhao Yin laughed, looking at Wuwu, his smile slowly faded away, he took a few steps closer, and said: "I do know something. Since you can see it, it doesn't hurt to tell you."

"Don't make a sound, come with me!"

Pulling Wuyan, Zhao Yin looked left and right, and suddenly took two talismans on himself and Wuyan respectively, and then quickly ran in one direction with Wuyan.

When he reached under a towering old tree on the outskirts of the mountain, he stopped suddenly and jumped onto the branch.

Insatiable followed closely.

This leap up, I don't know if it was an illusion, but the pressure that seemed to permeate the top of the head before also dissipated.

Stepping on the ground, Wu Yan was about to straighten up, but suddenly there was a breeze blowing against his face.

He was startled for a moment, and when he raised his head, he saw that there was another world above the canopy.However, countless intricate branches make up a ladder extending upwards, which can't be seen at a glance, as if it can go straight to the sky.

Zhao Yin is walking up.

Be tireless and never delay, follow quickly.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the vision in front of him suddenly widened, and the clouds dispersed, revealing more than a dozen steps of tree branches.

These steps formed a circle, just enclosing the thick cloud of monster aura. Looking down, one could clearly see a wide valley.

There are countless colorful fragments scattered in the valley, and monks are rushing from all directions to the valley.

"here……"

Wuyan frowned slightly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Yin stopped him and shook his head at him.

At this time, people slowly climbed up the other tree branch steps.But unlike Wu Yan and the others, those who came up those stairs were all mortals.

Headed by the three great masters, many young people followed behind them, quickly filling up all the stairs.

Maybe Wuyan didn't feel it yet, but Cheng Siqi looked from the side and found that Wuyan and Zhao Yin, who were crowded in the crowd at this time, didn't have any fluctuations in their cultivation, just like ordinary people.

It is expected that it is the effect of Zhao Yin's strange talisman.

But the monks below are fighting for treasures, what are the mortals above here for?watching a play?

Cheng Siqi suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart.

There are many people on the branches, but it is extremely quiet.

Everyone is looking at the thick clouds below.

From the first group of Zongmen monks who broke the restriction of the valley and entered the valley, a steady stream of monks came one after another.

People were overjoyed when they saw those colorful fragments, and they rushed to snatch them, and soon they became a piece of sand, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Qi refining and foundation building, chaotic fighting, many colorful fragments changed hands several times.

Those who were lucky enough to pick up the fragments ran away, but were quickly stopped by the formation set up by San Zong, and had to turn around and fight.There were also sect geniuses who collected fragments and were escorted out by fellow sects, but they also found that the formation was closed, and their faces were full of astonishment.

"How come? Why can't the formation be opened? Uncle! Uncle!"

"Only in and not out?"

"We're all trapped!"

"It is said that there is a golden core monster guarding it, where is the big monster?!"

A commotion began to spread, and some people in the valley showed surprise, as if they realized something, they didn't even want the fragments, and began to bombard the formation desperately.

There was no silence on the tree branch ladder either.

All the mortals stared at the movement in the valley like a juggler and laughed. Several boys and girls in Yingfu also brought melons and fruits, and laughed and commented while eating: "Hey, look at that person, and he is so tired. I'm like a dog, the formation didn't even move!"

"What's the point of that? Look over there, it's still killing, tsk tsk, this sword technique is really powerful, if I can learn it..." The young man who spoke showed envy.

The girl on the side glanced at him: "Grandpa brought us here, isn't it just to open up the road of cultivation? If we succeed, we can all cultivate, and we don't have to pretend to be grandsons to these monks in the future. How much do you share these few days?" It's okay to be a young talent, but I serve that bad old man. When I can practice, he will be the first to kill!"

The young man said disgustedly: "What a young talent! It's just a disgusting thing that likes men! If you have to get their breath to refine it, this young master will never let him touch the slightest hair!"

With a sneer, the girl taunted him and said, "Hey, what are you pretending to do at this time? I heard that people didn't like you at first, so you insisted on posting it..."

"Shut up!" The boy gritted his teeth.

The girl refused to let go: "I don't want people to talk about what I did..."

"All right."

A majestic voice interrupted the quarrel of the teenagers.

The two remained silent, looking carefully at the owner who spoke.

Patriarch Ying didn't care about the disputes of these juniors, but looked at the other patriarchs, and said loudly: "Everyone, it's almost time, let's do it."

Another Patriarch shook his head and said: "Brother Ying is too anxious, and there are still monks who have not entered the urn. I am afraid it is not appropriate to start refining at this time."

The old lady of the Feng family retorted: "What's wrong? The monks below have all sensed that something is wrong. Once my method of trapping the elders of the three sects fails, even if they have a formation in hand, there is no guarantee that they will not go down and break the formation themselves. Save people. If we break through and flee, then we will fall short!"

"Seize the moment and do it."

The old lady looked down, her old face was full of coldness and sternness, "Just make sure that most of the foundation-building monks enter the urn. Our refining is mainly for them."

"What the old lady said makes sense, let's start." The other Patriarch thought for a while and nodded.

The three mortal patriarchs took a step forward, took out their daggers, and slashed at their wrists, letting the blood flow down and falling into the thick cloud of monster aura.

The thick cloud of evil spirit seemed to open a huge mouth, swallowing three balls of blood, and the cloud rolled up.

As the thick cloud rolled and changed color, the valley below suddenly shook.

The mountain rocks rolled down, and the ground cracked a series of cobweb-like gaps, and black air like thick smoke rushed out of the cracks, spreading in an instant, completely submerging the entire valley.

"Ahem... what, what?!"

The monks fled in panic.

The cracks became more and more dense, and after the last shock subsided, flames several feet high suddenly spewed out from all the cracks.

The flames rolled high, directly engulfing the nearby monks.

"How could there be a fire?! Help me! Help..."

"It's Pill Fire!"

In the past, the omnipotent and high-ranking monks are now like jumping monkeys, ants on a hot pot, scurrying all over the valley, avoiding the flames gushing everywhere.

The howling and screaming went straight to the sky, and they could be heard clearly on the stairs.

Zhao Yin said softly: "There are rumors that Yanzhou is a huge alchemy furnace that can refine everything in the world."

Insatiable did not respond.

He was watching the mortals slowly levitate up from the ladder of branches.

The boys and girls who Yingfu spoke to before and the two heads of the family other than the old lady were also among them.

There are also some mortals who look young, seem to fly up involuntarily, surround the thick cloud, stand in the air, accounting for about [-]% of all the people on the stairs.

All the people who flew up were happy, and their eyes showed greedy desire, staring at the bottom of the thick clouds.

The fire in the valley is burning hotter and hotter.

Wisps of pale white smoke were sucked from the valley and converged into thick clouds.Then countless thin threads were scattered from the dense cloud, and penetrated into the brows of the mortals suspended around it.

The breath of these mortals began to change.

One of the children who was dancing with excitement gradually showed obsession in his eyes, and then his whole body was shocked, and there was a trace of fluctuations in his cultivation at the first level of Qi Refining.

"Using the heaven and the earth as the furnace, cultivating monks as the pill, to make up for the lack of spiritual roots of mortals... Hahaha, everyone, I have been planning and forbearing for many years, isn't it just for this day?"

Master Ying's eyes widened, and he laughed loudly, "Why can they cultivate, but us mortals can't? The theory of spiritual roots is illusory! Why don't we have a chance to compete? Now, let's take them and raise them. I am a generation of mortal monks in Yanzhou!"

"Not bad!"

"They were just mortals before, how could they be higher than us? In the present catastrophe, no one can stop me from waiting for mortals to rise!"

The fiery purgatory under the clouds, howling soaring to the sky.

Yun Shangzhi was full of complacency and laughed a lot.

Cheng Siqi stared blankly at the boys and girls who were said to be coerced by the monks, and then looked down at the figures that were engulfed by the flames, burned to ashes, and turned into white mist to nourish the thick clouds. His anger rose suddenly like a strong thunder, making him Trembling with anger.

Suddenly there was a sound beside him.

Cheng Siqi was startled, and turned his head suddenly. When his eyes touched the face of Insatiable, he instantly calmed down.He is so angry, so unbelievable, what about the insatiable?

"Amitabha."

After reciting the Buddha's name lightly, Wu Yan took out a sweat towel, took a step forward without hesitation, and said helplessly, "The poor monk is really afraid of heat..."

As he said that, he was about to throw down the sweat towel with strange patterns in his hand.

But at this moment, a few shouts suddenly came from afar.

"A group of monsters, stop!"

"The old man killed you!"

The breath of the peak of the three foundation building bursts from one place and rushed straight over.

Two of the auras climbed even more rapidly, piercing through the foundation building directly, and stopped at the early stage of Jindan.It turned out that these two elders were hiding their cultivation.

Invincible was overwhelmed by this coercion, stopped his movements, and looked at the mortals on the stairs.

Unexpectedly, in the face of such an overwhelming golden core coercion, although many mortals vomited blood and fell to the ground, they did not panic.

Suddenly, many men, women and children surged out from the bottom of the stairs. They surged up without fear, forming an extremely thick human wall on the stairs, blocking the thick clouds behind them.

Old Madam Feng who hadn't absorbed the human pill suddenly got up, stopped outside, and smiled coldly at the three figures that were gradually approaching: "Kill us?"

Her face suddenly turned fierce, and her voice was like thunder: "Then come and kill!"

"Don't be afraid of the karmic fire burning your body. If you burn your cultivation base and life span, you will come and kill them! There are so many mortals, you can kill them all if you have the ability. You should kill us mortals first!"

The three menacing figures suddenly stopped, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Uncle! Uncle, save me!"

"Old Ancestor, help! Old Ancestor..."

As if seeing a savior, the monks in the valley slammed into the formation desperately, crying and shouting.

The faces of the three people twisted for a while, and one of them showed an unbearable expression, and was about to step out, but heard that old lady Feng spoke again.

"Three elders, are those people really worth saving?"

Mrs. Feng said indifferently, "Most of those people are casual cultivators with no background and no sect. They have low cultivation base and little acquaintance. Even if they die, no one will look for them. And the juniors of the three sects are just There are only a dozen people, and they are all innately uneducated and uncultivable. Is it really worth it to go to the valley for these people?"

"Are you asking me to disregard the junior's life?!" A Jindan was furious and glared fiercely at Old Madam Feng.

Old Madam Feng smiled: "We mortals are about to become monks, aren't we also the juniors of the immortal elders?"

"Shameless!"

That Jindan was extremely angry, his eyes were red, and he slapped him with his palm regardless.

A human wall did not dodge or dodge, half of it was immediately slapped, but almost instantly, countless mortals rushed to make up for it, resisting the human wall.

Dozens of mortals were blown away to death by this palm, almost at the same time, a little black flame burst out from the fingertips of that Jindan.

That Jindan's complexion changed drastically, and he retreated crazily. He kept urging the water control technique, but he couldn't extinguish the flame at all.

The flames rose suddenly, swallowing one arm of the Jindan Elder like a huge mouth.

He chopped off his arm in a panic, but to no avail, the flames rushed out from his wound and continued to burn half of his body.

"Mortals, mortals should be killed! Ah——!"

That Jindan flew far away, not daring to stay, but the screams came from the sky.

"The fire of karma... came so fast."

The remaining two elders looked at each other, and they both saw the fear in each other's eyes, and their expressions were cloudy and uncertain.

They could see that these mortals had no fear at all.

If there is a loss in the way of heaven, there will be a gain, and if there is a gain, there will be a loss.A monk enjoys extraordinary power, so he must be restrained.So there is a law in the way of heaven, once a monk can't control his own power and kills mortals, he will suffer from the fire of karma.

So many times, monks would bully mortals, beat and scold mortals, but would never kill mortals.Even if you really want to kill, you will pretend to be in the hands of other mortals.

And under such a law of heaven, there will be such a ridiculous situation as today——

Two monks with the ability to move mountains and seas were persecuted by a group of mortals who had no strength to restrain chickens. They watched their younger generations being refined into human pills, and their peers were swallowed by karmic fire, but they dared not even move.

How ridiculous, how sad?

But no matter how ridiculous or sad, the two of them still chose to remain silent.

The catastrophe of karmic fire cannot be survived by those without great perseverance.And even if you get through it, your cultivation base will be greatly reduced, your foundation will be damaged, and your heart will be full of demons. Aren't these all the painful consequences of the path of unparalleled cultivation?

They have been cultivating for many years and only want to live forever. They cannot bear the consequences of this.

In the high sky, the wind was bitter, and the flames climbed from below, burning half of the sky red.

In this silent confrontation, no one moved first, and no one spoke first.

But silence is the best statement.

Mrs. Feng quietly let out a sigh of relief.

She knew she had won her bet.These so-called pious people who are for the Dao and for longevity will never compromise their own practice for the sake of a few junior monks.There are selfless people in this world, but more are selfish people.

Because no matter how they practice, these people are still human after all.

"Brother Zhao."

This deadlocked silence was suddenly broken without warning, and everyone followed the sound in amazement.

But the one who made the sound turned out to be an uncultivated monk in white.The young monk looked handsome and upright, but his eyes were as cold as a knife's edge. He looked at the young man opposite him with a half-smile, and said, "You said...should I kill these mortals to save those monks?"

Zhao Yin was startled: "I, how do I know..."

"Isn't that why you called me to Yanzhou, called me into Yingfu, and brought me up the stairs?" Wu Yan loosened his fingers, threw down the sweat towel, and suddenly a bleak wind and rain came.

He sneered, glanced at everyone, and walked towards the thick cloud step by step through the void.

"Stop him!" Mrs. Feng came back to his senses and shouted loudly.

The human wall was erected without any gaps.

But the tireless footsteps did not stop at all, and lotus shadows that were so illusory that they were almost invisible emerged from under his feet and slowly bloomed.

Cheng Siqi followed beside him, his heart beating like a drum, and he kept reaching out his hand to try to stop Wuyan, but he could only watch Wuyan pass through his body without any hesitation.

"Insatiable!" He said hoarsely, but there was no sound.

Facing this city wall made of flesh and blood, Wu Yan walked forward, smiled slightly at the resolute girl at the front of the wall, and raised his hand to press her forehead.

The girl lost her breath for a moment.

A gap was roughly torn open in this human wall.

"Come on! Come on!" There were mournful roars from all around.

The smile on the corner of Insatiable's mouth had condensed, a curtain of blood tore and fell from his eyes, black and red flames drilled out from the bottom of his feet, wrapping him like a wildly growing red lotus, and for the first time appeared in his always clear eyes The color of confusion.

The screams and resentment of mortals were entangled. The Jindan cultivator stood on the sidelines from afar, and hissing roars and ecstatic cries came from the valley.

Step down.

Both legs were burnt into bones by the karmic fire, trembling from the pain, staggering half-kneeling on the ground.

It's just that as soon as the spell stopped, countless mortals rushed up and bit him, more cruel than the most ferocious monsters, tearing his flesh and blood, and gnawing his bones.

The fire of karma spread over his shoulders, and his heart was almost eaten away by the fire worms.

"Demon! Demon!"

"kill him!"

"Go to hell!"

The ear is full, and the soul is insane.

The insatiable pupils seemed to be stained red with blood, slowly turning into a strange scarlet color.

He quietly looked at these crazy mortals, closed his eyes, and something seemed to be collapsing in the depths of his eyes.He raised his hand, and was about to blast everyone away with a palm, but suddenly, he heard another voice amidst the curses.

"Let you be a fucking hero! Does it hurt? Does it hurt..."

Wu Yan slapped this palm, then turned his head and glanced, slightly startled: "You...why are you crying?"