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

There were chaotic clouds and low snow, and a gust of cold wind blew from the depths of the ice sheet.

The unreconciled Lei Jie pierced through the rule's ban, howled and howled in the sky, pulling strands of golden light.

A drop of bright red slipped from the chin with clear lines and splashed on the light emerald jade slip, and more tiny drops of blood fell, slowly soaking the entire jade slip.

Insatiably lowered his eyelids, his bloody fingers loosely held two clear scarlet beads.

The moment his eyes were dug out, they had naturally turned into two red beads, entwined with black energy, exuding bursts of crazy magic.

As if he didn't feel the pain of gouging out his eyes, he sat down cross-legged with a calm expression, and threw the jade slip in his hand forward.

The jade slips rose from the air, floating quietly, revealing a thin layer of light and mist.

"Empty?" On the bone boat, Madam Cheng, who was standing behind Mozun like a maidservant, changed her expression slightly, and she couldn't help but make a sound in surprise.

The look of regret in Mozun's eyes was even heavier.

The rest of the cultivators were full of doubts and doubts.

The Road of Slaying Demons has always been known only by its name, and there is no one practicing it in this world.What Wuyan cultivated was Demon Slaying Path, and many people present knew it for the first time, and they were all at a loss.

"Nature is empty."

The Mozun sighed: "The road to slaying demons is a road with nowhere to go. Where did you find any cultivation method? The so-called Dao of becoming an immortal is your own way, not repeating the way of the predecessors."

"For thousands of years, no one in the world of cultivation has ascended through the catastrophe. All monks, all sects, let generations of disciples choose the path that their predecessors took. It seems to be a smooth path, but it is actually a wrong path. Everyone understands this truth, but Who has the courage to really do something like 'If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening'?"

"Talent, resourcefulness, courage. And a ruthless heart."

The Mozun smiled disappointedly: "This deity can't do it, so this deity is just turning into a god."

Hearing this, all the monks changed their expressions.

Some looked stunned, some were dazed and bitter, and some shook their heads and smiled wryly, sighing lightly.If one cultivates the Path of Slaying Demons, one will end up like Wugan, then it really doesn't matter if one doesn't cultivate it.

Compared with the illusory ascension to immortality, the longevity of thousands of years is more real.Transforming the gods already has the immortality of the primordial spirit and the ability to live forever, so why bother to take the risk of seeking a way to become an immortal?

There is no right or wrong, just different ways.

The sound of the wind was harsh and urgent, and the snowflakes were blowing up and down, but in just a moment, the eyebrows and eyelashes of Insatiable's body were completely covered.

He closed his eyes, two lines of blood and tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, his face that should have looked bewitching and evil because of the blood stains and scars, was surprisingly peaceful at this moment.

"This way is called Wumu Zen."

In the howling wind and snow, Wuyan suddenly spoke, raised a finger and pointed on the jade slip.

It's like time and space are frozen.

The cold wind was blown away in an instant, and large flakes of snow froze in mid-air, like reeds and cattails floating lightly.

The rules of this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be condensed on the blood-stained fingertip, and as the fingertip slid, it turned into blood characters.

The light and mist surged, swallowing the blood characters and incorporating them into the jade slips.

The blank jade slips slowly emanated a strange and contradictory atmosphere, as if there was both murderous madness and unscrupulous demonic intent, as well as the Buddha's intent of being pure and compassionate, and crossing people and oneself.

I never tire of raising my finger to write.

The blood characters were born under his fingers, and the two auras in the jade slips became stronger and stronger.With the strengthening of this aura, a brand new way that is different from any cultivation path in this world appeared.

At the same time, the dantian, which was full of blood holes, recovered as before, and a faint purple light came out from the dantian.

"Before refining qi, I used to feed people with meat. If I didn't become a golden elixir, I used to be burned by karma."

The purple light became thicker, and a small figure sitting cross-legged loomed in it.

Wu Yan wrote word by word, and the expression on his face became calmer and calmer, "The world is like a long night, the Buddhist principles do not exist, and there are many demons. But in the final analysis..."

He paused, slowly lowered his fingers, and smiled, "After all, this is the way it is in the cultivation world. There are not so many kind-hearted people, and there are not so many cold-hearted people. You can't see it, but you can see it clearly..."

"Master, the disciple succeeded in killing the devil and forming a baby."

After the words fell, a crack suddenly appeared in the void.

A sigh came out, and immediately an old figure in cassock stepped out.

Hearing this sigh, Wu Yan smiled slightly, his whole body was shaken, and he started to give birth on the spot.

"Venuity."

Mozun raised his eyes and faced the old monk with white beard and eyebrows, "You are here too."

Master Xu Yan's face was old, his figure was slightly hunched, like an ordinary old monk, he nodded and said: "You can not spare the soul of a thousand-year-old bone building and ship, but also forcefully break through the boundary membrane to come here. Myriad Years Secret Treasure?"

"You want to tear up the covenant?"

There was a gleam of coldness in Mozun's eyes, "The battle for the lord of robbers can be laid out by the gods and above, and they can't intervene. Now that the game is over, it is reasonable for the deity to come to collect the demon seeds. Could it be that your Tianyin Temple is also unruly, Stop me with your hands?"

"The poor monk just came to pick up my disciples from Tianyin Temple." Xu Yan said calmly.

Mozun raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to take the jade slip in front of Wu Yan, seeing that Xu Yan hadn't made a move, he relaxed and smiled.

The clouds rolled.

The Baigulou boat did not stop, just like when it came, it quickly left through the sky.

As if something was smashed in the void, there was a distant muffled thunder from the sky.

Nine flames rose into the sky, shaking the endless ice field.

At the same time, the secret realm of the demon saint in the mortal world and the secret realm of the demon seed in the ice field exploded, like countless meteors, falling down on the mortal dust, and the mountains and mountains fell.

The color of the world changed, and the wind and cloud reversed.

"Amitabha."

Xu Yan let out a long sigh, golden scriptures appeared around his body, and the distant and mysterious Buddha spirit emanated.

"Run, run away!"

The arrival of the abbot of Tianyin Temple frightened the remaining group of demon cultivators, who fled in all directions in a panic.The Hengmeiweng of the Sanxiu League had seen enough of the drama, and got the news he wanted, he laughed, saluted Xu Yan, and led him away.

Xu Yan didn't stop them, but turned his attention to Linglong Pavilion and Lanyijiao on the other side.

Jiang Shangyan's face was pale, and she saluted Xu Yan stiffly.

"Master, I'll wait..."

Xu Yan shook his head: "There's no need to discuss it with the poor monk. You can go on your own. People, he will kill himself in the future."

A simple sentence, but it fell into Jiang Shangyan's ears, but it was full of murderous intent.

She smiled stiffly, opened the sleeves of her robe, rolled up the remaining disciples of the Lanyi Sect and the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, and fled through the cracks in space like burning buttocks.

Xuan Jianzong's sword array spread out.

Pei Luqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stepped forward first: "Junior Pei Luqing, I have met Master Xuyan."

A group of disciples of the Xuanjian Sect followed behind and saluted. Although all of them were seriously injured, their aura did not decrease but increased.Grinding swords in battle is sword repair.

Xu Yan showed kindness in his eyes, and threw out a few bottles of healing pills: "You guys have suffered."

Several people thanked the elixir, Pei Luqing showed hesitation: "Master, I have been trapped in the Yaosheng secret realm for more than ten years, I don't know if my Xuanjianzong is still safe?"

Xu Yan closed his eyes for a moment, without any pretense of half-divided gods, as if preaching scriptures for the younger generation, he said slowly: "The Eight Immortal Gates are broken. The Xuanjian Sect is allied with the Medicine Sacred Valley and the Wanfa Gate, and the Lanyi Sect is with the Linglong Pavilion, The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is an alliance. The war started ten years ago, and it ended yesterday, with Kunlun Mountains as the boundary. The Tianji Sect has joined the Demon Cultivator, and has already left. My Tianyin Temple does not want to participate in the dispute. I have closed the mountain gate and returned to the fog hidden."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words.

Big change, really big change.

"Tianji sect has invested in the magic cultivator?"

Lu Nan was the first to come back to his senses, with a murderous intent on his face, "Young Sect Master's entry into the mortal world was all planned by the Tianji Sect. I thought they were helping each other with good intentions, but it turned out that they were all hidden ghosts! I will sooner or later Kill them!"

Pei Luqing seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes moved: "Could it be... Tianjizong got the spirit master?"

There are three masters of human cultivation, the spirit, the Buddha, and the sword.Among them, the Buddha and the sword needless to say, but the spirit master has never been found.Now that Tianjizong has suddenly turned against the water, I am afraid that he has received some news.

"Could it be Lin Kongyu?" Lu Nan also frowned and guessed.

But Xu Yan sighed: "It's a new disciple of Tianji Sect, named Lin Dong. He was born with spiritual eyes, and he has gone through nine reincarnations without changing his original intention. In this tenth life, he has achieved the position of Spirit Master. The demon cultivator Moxiu has been planning and planning all along, making us mistakenly think that they intend to snatch the sword master and Buddha master. But I don't want to, the last trick is to get rid of the bottom line and completely break up the eight immortal sects."

"The people who play chess are unfathomable. In a world of great strife, capable people really emerge in large numbers."

While talking here, the atmosphere on the ice field below suddenly changed.

A crimson thunderbolt finally found an opportunity and struck down, directly covering Cheng Siqi's thin figure.

A group of sword cultivators were horrified and were about to help, but Xu Yan raised his hand to stop him, "Pill success, it will take a calamity. Don't disturb the calamity of the ultimate path."

"Grandmaster……"

A group of sword cultivators were in a state of confusion, poking their heads and stomping their feet anxiously, when they saw the lightning flash swiftly and furiously, chopping nine times in a row, and then the thunder light dissipated, revealing a golden light.

An illusory golden core slowly took shape.

Under the golden light, Cheng Siqi's body trembled slightly, and an invisible gravitational force emanated from his body, and the golden core was attracted and fell into Cheng Siqi's body.At the same time, the golden light around him quickly gathered in the dantian.

"Swallowing a golden elixir into my stomach, my life is up to me."

Xu Yan looked at this scene, and smiled faintly, "Old man Cheng has someone to succeed, so don't worry. Go and pick up your young suzerain."

After he released the restraint, Pei Luqing and the others rushed to Cheng Siqi's side, all of them beaming with joy.

Jindan's aura quickly stabilized.

Cheng Siqi's tightly locked brows loosened, and he opened his eyes quickly. The anxiety and worry in his eyes remained, but he was taken aback when he saw the big face in front of him: "Everyone... Brothers?"

"Young Sect Master, have you recovered your memory?"

Lu Nan squeezed the others away, and said happily, "That's good, that's good! Let's hurry back to the sect! While we've just formed an alchemy, first return the soul to its place, and then consolidate our cultivation, it's half the effort..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Siqi stood up, pressed Lu Nan's shoulder, and pushed him away.

"Young Sovereign?" Lu Nan was stunned.

Turning his head to look, he saw Cheng Siqi staring at Insatiable not far away, covered in purple, with a dazed expression.

Insatiable slaying demons and forming infants has also been carried out to the end.

In the boiling purple air, the figure of a giant Buddha with palms folded is indistinct, and the silhouette is faintly visible.

Surrounded by patches of golden clouds, the withered blood lotus came back to life, and the blood color gradually faded, dyed with golden light.

Nine days of flowers are falling, and the Sanskrit music is faintly scattered.

At the dantian, Nascent Soul, who looks exactly the same as Wu Yan, slowly opened his eyes.The eye sockets were pitch black and empty, but there was a ray of golden light faintly.

The vision and purple energy dissipated, and the Nascent Soul disappeared.

"It's done."

There was a look of joy in Cheng Siqi's eyes, he took two quick steps, and was about to go to help Wuyan up, but saw the figure of Master Xuyan suddenly appearing beside Wuyan, and raised his hand to help him up.

With a pause in his footsteps, Cheng Siqi looked at Wuyan who was slowly turning around, and the joy on his face faded instantly.

In his mind, belatedly, the words that he heard when he formed the alchemy, seemed to be dreaming.

Eyeless Zen.

The world is like a long night without seeing Buddhism.Condensing half a lifetime of magic in the eyes, gouging out the eyes to slay the devil, and slaying the devil to achieve enlightenment.The Buddha does not open his eyes to see the sufferings of the world. Once he opens his eyes, he will save others and himself, so that all living beings can become Buddhas.

This is the tireless way of killing demons.

Cheng Siqi stared at Wuyan and froze in place for a moment.

As if feeling Cheng Siqi's gaze, Wuzhi tilted his head in Cheng Siqi's direction, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and walked towards Cheng Siqi with a hoarse and joking voice: "Are you going to cry again? Actually, it doesn't hurt, it just doesn't." Eyes, I am afraid of stuffing my nose when I eat, and I will trouble the Young Sect Master in the future..."

"Congratulations senior."

A hoarse and low voice interrupted the endless words.

The indifference and respect in that voice made Wu Yan's footsteps stiff.

But Cheng Siqi bowed his hands and bowed down as if he hadn't seen him.

"Congratulations, senior... Slaying demons and conceiving infants, and finally becoming a Dao."

The wind was silent.

Wu Yan stood there for a moment, and then he revealed a dazed smile, "Thank you...Young Sect Master woke me up. It was the poor monk who was stunned."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to dodge, turned his head towards Xu Yan, and said in a low voice, "Master, this disciple made his own decisions and set off a murder. I am willing to be imprisoned and closed in the Buddhist hall for a hundred years. Please allow me, Master."

Xu Yan looked at Cheng Siqi who was still bowed, and shook his head.

"Let's go."

Tear open the crack in space casually, and Xu Yan dodges in.Insatiable paused for a moment, then followed closely behind.

The endless ice field suddenly became empty.

The wind and snow slashed coldly on Cheng Siqi's face.

He slowly straightened up, staring at the place where the crack in space disappeared.Snow blew into his eyes, he closed them, and heard Lu Nan's hesitant voice behind him: "Young Sect Master, you...don't like him?"

Cheng Siqi opened his eyes and said without thinking: "I like it, I like it so much."

"Then why did you let him go?" Lu Nan ran over and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Tianyin Temple? You two are in love, can they still beat each other?"

Cheng Siqi looked at him quietly: "Do you know what will happen if you break the precepts if you can't practice Buddhahood?"

Lu Nan paused.

Cheng Siqi said in a low voice: "I like him, and I thought about making him betray his way. But when things come to an end... I still can't bear it. If I chase him out, I will destroy him. I have been self-willed by his side for so long, and I should Sensible for once."

"Cheng Siqi, not Siqi, nor Master Cheng."

Lu Nan opened his mouth, but was dumb for a moment.

All the sword repairers were silent.

After a long time, Pei Luqing said dryly, "Sovereign Young Master, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't need Taoist companions, love and love will affect the speed of drawing swords for me and other sword cultivators, don't you see that our brothers and sisters are all..."

Hearing this, Cheng Siqi suddenly turned his head and gave him a strange look: "Who said I don't want a Taoist companion anymore?"

He wiped the blood and tears all over his face, and said firmly, "Within a hundred years, I will transform into a god. After I become a god, let Wuyan break the precepts and double cultivate with me, then nothing will happen. You guys Tong Ziji doesn’t understand... Forget it, go back and prepare my dowry, how many invitations should I write for the Daoist couple’s ceremony?”

"Young Suzerain, you are thinking too far, let's talk about it in 100 years!"

"By the way, Lu Nan, your erotic books are confiscated, go back and send them to my cave, and ask for Longyang's..."

"Young Sect Master!"

The lively voice slowly faded away, scattered in the wind and snow.

"Not chasing after?"

An old and smiling voice sounded out of nothingness.

"Don't chase."

The answering voice was cold and deep, with a smile that was not a smile, and a bit of gnashing of teeth, and said word by word: "Disciple, son, wait, Shuang, Xiu!"

The old voice laughed.

The laughter faded away, and on the endless ice field, the wind and snow rolled in, covering the ground with blood.

The sky is calm and the clouds are clear, and the vast expanse of whiteness is clean again.

The spiritual world has a history of 5000 years, and the world of comprehension has undergone drastic changes.

The demon cultivator and the demon cultivator signed a covenant to embrace the spirit master together.

Renxiu's Eight Great Immortal Gates were divided into four, Tianjizong led the spirit master into the abyss of hell, Tianyin Temple locked the mountain into the fog, and disappeared into the world.There is also the Sword League headed by Xuanjianzong, and the Purple Clothes League headed by Lanyijiao.

The spiritual energy in the mortal world revived, and monks emerged one after another, all of them fell into the hands of the scattered cultivators.

Another hundred years later, a wisp of gray mist appeared out of thin air, spreading over the Kunlun Fairy Mountain overnight.

On the mountain peaks, there are no humans and animals, and the trees are all withered.

In the world, there are faceless girls leaning against rocks and laughing, scholars riding tigers peeling their skins to paint their faces, and countless corpses hanging in castles in the air. The monks call it doom.

The author has something to say: Insatiable: Today's me you love to answer and ignore, tomorrow's me (in bed) can't kill you.

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