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

"Master?!"

The envoy's eyes widened suddenly, stunned and furious, he flipped his hand and slammed his palm on the armrest of the seat.

The faucet of the stone handrail was instantly shattered, and a red gem suddenly shot a beam of dazzling red light, rushing towards the sky.

However, just before the red light was about to rush out of the stone platform of the mountain, the phantom of the lotus flower between Wuyan's eyebrows floated out, and a golden lotus bloomed at his feet in an instant, enveloping the entire stone platform in an instant.

A piece of golden light like a star shadow scattered lotus petals lightly spread out, then blocked the red light and completely annihilated it.

"You really know monks."

With a slightly cold expression on his face, Wuyan stretched his hand forward to grab it.

"You group of ungrateful bastards in the spirit world dare to come to this world!"

As if intimidated by the golden lotus and the surrounding Sanskrit sounds, wisps of black air suddenly evaporated from the envoy's body, and he pulled his hands back, bringing out an extremely long scimitar.

The sharp blade reflected the faint purple circles in his eyes, he stared at Wuyan and Cheng Siqi with a stern look, and swung the knife forward.

"Give me death!"

Dao Gang pierced through the air, broke the giant hand that Wu Yan had grabbed, and swept across the stone platform like a hurricane passing through.

All the purple-clothed men on the stone platform were chopped off at the waist, and blood spurted out.

The blood condensed and did not disperse, and it merged with the knife gang, twisting into an overwhelming blood blade, piercing towards Wuyan.

"Sir God!"

The young gods exclaimed with wide round eyes and panickedly hid behind the huge boulders and pillars. When the sword was approaching, an invisible wave emanated from their whole body, protecting them firmly, like a ray of breeze blowing away. Dao Gang resolved.

"Amitabha."

A huge Buddha's horn suddenly resounded.

Numerous small golden Sanskrit characters rose up from the ground of the stone platform. They picked up a word like picking flowers with two fingers tirelessly, and with a turn of the wrist, they suddenly shot forward.

The golden characters whirled lightly, hitting the blood front with thousands of wailing like a pebble hitting a rock.

With only a "click", the blood blade split a spider web-like slit from the place where it was hit.Suddenly there was a shrill neighing sound from the thin crack, and many ferocious ghost faces struggled to get out, biting towards the golden characters.

As if unbearable to be bitten by ants, the golden characters gradually became dim.

There was a sneer on the face of the envoy, black energy and bloody storm gathered around him, and he was about to take down Wugan with all his might, when he suddenly heard a thoughtful voice next to his ear.

"Professing to be an envoy, such a big movement, so it's just out of body?"

A hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the envoy was startled, but he didn't have time to react, he could only watch that slender and vigorous hand stretch out a finger, slowly but quickly, with a sharp edge that hurt the soul, Dot on his brow.

"You, you are also a cultivator..."

His eyes widened suddenly, but his voice stopped abruptly.

The body in front of him suddenly dissipated like sand, and only a set of robes fell on the ground empty. Cheng Siqi looked at the empty palm, frowned slightly, with a trace of doubt on his face, and looked at Wuyan in a blink of an eye: "It turns out that Wuyan People with souls, but people in other robbery realms clearly have souls..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a chill suddenly felt on his back.

With a flash of his figure, Cheng Siqi turned around to avoid the piercing intent, and at the same time, his fingers turned into swords, and he slashed to the side without the slightest sword energy.

"ah!"

There was an immature child's voice, but a child of God appeared beside Cheng Siqi at some point, froze in fear, watching Cheng Siqi stab himself.

"child?"

Cheng Siqi was startled, but his hands didn't stop, and directly stabbed the son of God.

Shenzi yelled, looking terrified, but he threw his hands forward suddenly, and a few cold lights flashed under the sleeves, exuding an aura that made the soul tremble.

"Soul-killing needle?"

Whoosh, there are a few small golden characters that accurately blocked the cold light, and they directly drove a piece of lotus petals, completely sealing off the place where the son of God was, and the smile on the corner of his lips brought out a few traces of coldness, "This method can Somewhat vicious."

"Vicious? You cruel monks, do you still have the face to call me vicious?"

Shenzi's face was distorted, he was restrained in place, unable to move, "Even a child can be killed, and he claims to be merciful and compassionate? But they are all a bunch of ungrateful dogs! I will kill them sooner or later!" , kill it...and slaughter you!"

He seemed to be extremely excited, the veins on his face were bulging and gnarled, half of his face was roaring and half of his face was laughing wildly, it was extremely weird.

Instinctively ignored his clamoring, and grabbed his soul with a shot, and performed the soul search technique.

"There are restrictions."

After a little exploration of the divine sense, the divine soul in his hand suddenly exploded.

Insatiably frowned, he grabbed it casually, filtered out the fragments of the soul, and threw them into lumps, like throwing paper balls, tearing open a crack in space and letting them be annihilated in the space storm.

"Not much information."

Wuyan sighed, closed the golden lotus phantom, his body gradually became smaller again, and he jumped up, just in time to be caught by Cheng Siqi.He stretched out two small hands to grab Cheng Siqi's shoulders, but before he could sit still, his butt was slapped hard.

Wuyan was about to express his opinion when Cheng Siqi smiled: "I'm not angry."

He moved his butt, but said nothing.

Cheng Siqi raised his back collar and put him on the table next to the overturned dishes. While picking up the vestment that the envoy had dropped on the ground, he said, "What about the rest of the children? There is only one time to seize the house, although The envoy's seizure was so weirdly fast that we didn't realize it at all, but the soul has been destroyed, and there should be no possibility for him to come back from the dead."

He dusted off the purple clothes with some distaste, used a cleansing technique, and then waved his hands and changed them on his body.

Hearing this, Wuyan swept around the shivering figures hiding behind the pillars with his spiritual sense, and his expression revealed a cold calm: "They are all sons of gods, that is, the damaged primordial spirits that have merged into those statues. You and I Although I don’t understand what’s going on, these people can’t stay, and they can’t let go.”

"That……"

Cheng Siqi's eyes turned: "Why don't you send them to your newly opened small world to dig mines and strike iron for me? It was agreed that half of your small world in your body will be used for me to insert swords and open iron mines. It can't be counted."

The stern look on his face faded slightly, and he laughed tirelessly: "You want to occupy the land before the development is finished?"

Although the words were distasteful, Cheng Siqi's proposal was just right to solve these problems. It's not right to kill them, or not to kill them. It's not right to keep the sons of God who may be useful. Naturally, there is no reason to refuse them.

Wu Yan took out a mustard-shaped lotus seed from his dantian with his backhand, and swallowed all the sons of gods on the stone platform into it.

The god transformation stage has the ability to open up a small world, but it needs to be cultivated slowly, which is more time-consuming.

The insatiable little world can really take shape when the lotus seed grows into a lotus flower.Putting these gods in right now, they can only swing a hammer at a large piece of iron ore that Cheng Siqi requested, and they can't make any moths.

When the god sons were taken into the lotus seeds, neither Wuyan nor Cheng Siqi noticed that the panic on the faces of these god sons was a little strange.

In the small world, the space is closed overhead.

The surrounding area is empty and desolate, and the continuous mines that can't be seen at a glance exude a thick atmosphere of chaos.

There are no stars or moon in the sky, and there are still meteorites floating in the air, which will hit one place from time to time, bursting out with extremely strong light.

A group of radish heads sat blankly in a pile of iron lumps.

To kill him, to let him go, no matter what Wuyan and Cheng Siqi wanted to do with him, the envoy had already figured out how to deal with it.Not only can you paralyze Wu Yan and others, but you can also use this to escape from the shell of a golden cicada, do things cheaply, and get away from the noses of other angels.

But he never expected that these two monks would slap his head and let him enter the undeveloped small world to mine!

I was stunned for a long time, until a gust of cold wind made all the gods sneezed in unison.Angry and vicious expressions appeared on their faces at the same time, their faces twisted, and they let out a tragic roar towards the sky.

"Dog monk—!"

"let me out!!"

"Did you hear anything?"

Putting the mask on his face, all of Cheng Siqi's aura was covered by the divine envoy's cassock, he adjusted his figure slightly, swallowed the antidote of the illusion pill, and without the fox tail and ears, he was the same as the previous envoy Generally the same.

He moved his ears, paused his hands for straightening his clothes, and looked at Insatiable with some doubts.

Shaking his head without hesitation, he said solemnly: "No."

Cheng Siqi nodded, picked him up, and said: "You just said that there are not one or two angels, but many? It seems that the peaks of Kunlun Mountain should not be much different from here, and they all live here. An angel."

"good."

Sitting firmly in Cheng Siqi's arms, Wuyan said with great enjoyment: "Although his soul has been shattered by the ban, some key points are difficult to know, but the general things are not wrong. Every mountain has a god envoy , after the Son of God came here, he was assigned to different envoys according to their talents for training."

"After training, these sons of God will soon grow into adults."

She paused for a moment, seemed to be recalling, and said, "Do you still remember the catastrophe that first appeared in the spirit world? A scholar riding a tiger, a faceless girl. After the sons of God come of age, they will be arranged to participate in a coming-of-age ceremony. Coming of age After the ceremony, it will turn into the appearance of those doomsdays."

After getting off the stone platform, we walked through a narrow path close to the cliff.

Under the guidance of Insatiable, Cheng Siqi walked towards the cave of the envoy, and said a little strangely: "Then these calamities are cultivated by the temple? Then send them to the spirit world? What's their purpose?"

"Do not."

There was a strange look on Wuyan's face, and he shook his head and said: "In their eyes, this is called cultivation. And going to the spiritual world is also called transcending tribulation and ascension. It's just that this opportunity of ascension has never happened once in the past tens of thousands of years. The Son of God is also It is rare in a thousand years."

"It's just that now, it's like a world of great disputes, emerging one after another. In the eyes of the gods, this is a flourishing age of cultivation."

Cheng Siqi was startled, but the scene in front of him had changed.

Turn around.

The cool breeze passes through the bamboo forest like a sea of ​​green.

A bamboo house is looming in the forest, farther away, you can hear the sound of gurgling water, quiet and peaceful.

A Buddha character was hung in front of the house, and three futons were placed neatly on the steps in front of the door, all of which were dilapidated, showing that the wind and rain did not move a bit.

"The ones under his command are all god sons who have merged with the Buddha's primordial spirit?" Cheng Siqi stepped over the futon, inspected it, and said, "Could it be that this divine envoy is also a Buddha?"

"uncertain."

The insatiable consciousness spread, "We still know very little about the robbery world. This envoy's ability is not high, and he is only equivalent to a monk who has left his body in the spirit world. He thought he could search the soul and pry into some secrets, but it still can't. Above the envoy, there must be other characters."

"Then be more cautious."

Cheng Siqi said, "I was the one who was reckless just now, hiding the front inside, I still..."

Wu Yan jumped onto the table next to him and interrupted him: "Zang Feng does not have to be sharp, but knows how to retract. People use swords, not swords to control people. You sword repairs are often sad at this level, so you can transform into a god. There are so few sword cultivators. Bystanders are clear, those of us who are not sword cultivators can see it more clearly, but if we really want to do it, we may not be able to do it."

"It's hard to transform into a god, but don't worry."

Insufferable patted Cheng Siqi's arm, and said earnestly, "I have prepared the gift of double cultivation, you just need to..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a slap in the ear.

Cheng Siqi took out a very familiar scroll from his sleeve and slapped it on the table, coughed, and said lightly: "Then let's talk about this divine friendship. The fusion of soul and soul... If you don't come in and I don't take off my clothes, we should just Are you okay?"

The author has something to say: Cheng Siqi: Be in love with your soul, come quickly.

Background Angel: Employing child labor is against the law!

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