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

Green bamboo has no front, but is thin but extremely tough.

Under Cheng Siqi's tall and wide God's gate, the aura gathered from all sides turned into a gust of wind, raising his long hair and clothes, and the misty mirror light fell. He glanced up, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and his figure quickly Disappeared in place.

The mighty spiritual consciousness suddenly spread.

"Friar! On the third day, the envoy is a monk!"

"catch him!"

The attacking spell came crashing down.

The corner of the purple clothes quickly brushed against several wind blades, and the strong and weak breaths and directions of the people around him immediately appeared in Cheng Siqi's mind, exactly.

The beads on his wrist lighted up slightly, coating his whole body with a layer of faint Buddha light.It's just that this Buddha's light didn't make him look compassionate and soft, but instead reflected the murderous look between his brows more clearly.

"Zang Feng, doesn't that mean..."

Cheng Siqi's body moved in unison, teleporting between countless spells, flashing past the Fifth Heavenly Angel next to him, and appearing in front of Lingzun, "You can't kill!"

The green bamboo in his hand suddenly lifted, and the deep black pupils seemed to be shattered by ice.

"Protect Lingzun!"

"stop!"

The envoys surrounded in front of them shouted deafeningly and burst into anger, and they all stepped forward to stop Cheng Siqi.

However, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, a bloody line fell from the eyes instantly, cutting half of the sky.

Immediately, there were layers of bright red, from top to bottom, flooding the field of vision.

An envoy wiped the center of his brow in panic, without any injuries or traces, but his soul was already shattered inch by inch.

Seeing the scene where the blue light flashed in front of him and the Taoist figure turned into flying ash, the expression of the Spirit Venerable who was originally furious froze as if stagnant.He naturally knows the tyranny of a sword cultivator, but he knows even more about the restrictions that monks are subject to in this world.

The trapped beast, which he thought he could easily catch, turned into a vicious hunter. This made him feel full of surprise and suspicion, and set off a stormy sea.

"Could it be that he is a transformation god?"

Lingzun's heart trembled, but he immediately denied this idea.

There is still a big difference between going out of body and turning into a god. This sword cultivator has no primordial spirit, and has a restrained breath, so he is still out of body.But how can there be a sword in this world that has killed more than a dozen monks of the same rank?

"Cloud come!"

With a soft drink, Lingzun flipped his wrist, and suddenly pulled out several extremely thin silk threads that were barely visible.

The entire world in front of the temple suddenly became much more viscous, and everyone's movements suddenly slowed down, as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

Layers of mist spread out from nowhere, covering one after another figure.

Cheng Siqi's spiritual consciousness was also hindered, and when his body froze, a shudder suddenly flashed in his heart.

He suddenly turned his eyes, and saw a pale bone spur stabbing obliquely from the ground.The bone spur was extremely fast, and it was only a hair's breadth away from piercing Cheng Siqi's forehead.

The pupils are as quiet as a deep pool, neither moving nor startled.

Cheng Siqi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a little greenness suddenly pierced the bone spur.At the same time, his hand wearing the Buddhist bead seemed to be raised slowly and quickly, and the parallel fingers were like a sword, and he slashed fiercely towards nothingness beside him.

"what!"

With a scream, half of his body flew up and fled into the mist.

However, at this moment, Cheng Siqi's wrist suddenly tightened, and there were countless silk threads coming from all directions, and he didn't know when it was wrapped tightly around his wrist, with a tremendous force, making him unable to move.

"Myriad ghost generals, come out!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and the wind howled.

The surrounding fog suddenly turned into bloody water, rising and falling violently.

A sea of ​​blood rose, and skinless figures crawled out of it, floating on the surface of the sea, staring at Cheng Siqi with pairs of dark, menacing eyes.

Behind these skinless figures, 99 angels envoys glowed with a strange purple light, and a mysterious aura descended on them following the appearance of this purple light.

They moved their hands slightly, each forming a seal.

The dharma seal was condensed, and it was rolled out, and suddenly there were bursts of muffled thunder in the sky.

"Burn me on the road to immortality, disturb the rest of my heroes in the war world, and kill me as an envoy of the gods..."

Lingzun's face was cold, and thin lines appeared in front of him, "What a spirit out of the body! If I don't kill you today, is it because I am incompetent in the war world? We don't have out of body, we don't have Huashen, and we don't have Mahayana either. But we... have immortals!"

He narrowed his eyes, and suddenly cut off a thin thread in front of him.

"pregnancy!"

Boom and tremor.

The moment the line suddenly broke, the world screamed, and then died instantly.

Cheng Siqi's eyes went dark, illusions appeared one after another, countless figures and things came and went, he seemed to be able to hear all beings in heaven and hell, and the sea of ​​consciousness in Lingtai was filled with noisy and chaotic sounds in an instant, almost bursting.

Countless thoughts hit his consciousness, crazy and decisive.

His mind was shocked, and he concentrated on resisting, but there was a chill in his heart.

The wind blew through the corner of the clothes.

A trace of vigilance suddenly rose in Cheng Siqi's heart.His complexion changed, and he turned his right hand quickly, and directly pierced his forehead with a finger.

As soon as the Lingtai was cleared, the Buddhist beads on his wrist sang a low Sanskrit sound in a timely manner. Cheng Siqi instinctively dodged backwards, and his left shoulder felt a sharp pain.

"Roar--!"

Thousands of ghosts have their ears attached to them, and they all pounce on them.

Cheng Siqi's mind was full of chaos, but the bamboo branch in his hand was extremely stable.

The flesh on the left shoulder was forcibly scraped open, showing a scorched scar, the flesh and blood turned, and the body in the out-of-body period was being revived.

"roll!"

The bamboo branch was slashed out, and blood splashed all over his body.

A ghost general let out a mournful roar and fell into the sea of ​​blood. As his body squirmed, more ghost generals split out and surrounded him again.

Cheng Siqi was entangled by so many ghost generals, all of them were not out of body, but they were more difficult to entangle than out of body. He was not afraid of death, killed and chased him endlessly, and couldn't break free for a while.

At this time, the Spiritual Venerable held down another thin thread, raised his finger, and said with a sneer: "The law of birth and death, as long as there is a destiny to follow in this world, it is impossible to escape. You have tasted life." , the next step is to destroy!"

As soon as the word extinguished came out, Cheng Siqi's mind suddenly went silent.

All the chaos created by memories and miscellaneous thoughts all of a sudden disappeared, only the emptiness was clean, dead and desolate.

This dead silence seemed to be able to kill people, but it was only for a moment, but it made Cheng Siqi think that he was trapped in an empty city for thousands of years, living endless years of desolation.

There is no sound, no color, no light, and no darkness.

One breath can almost drain a person dry.

Cheng Siqi seemed to have forgotten everything at this moment.

Parents, Xuanjianzong, Huashen, Sword Dao, Insatiable...all dimmed in his mind one by one, and for a moment he had the idea of ​​living such a boring life, the bamboo branch in his hand unconsciously lifted up, aiming at the center of his eyebrows .

A smile appeared on Lingzun's face.

However, the next moment, the smile suddenly froze.

"Living is boring."

Cheng Siqi opened his eyes, "But I still want to meet more interesting people, and I want to do some interesting things. It's like practicing swords, like dual cultivation. Your spells are actually good, but you only destroy human desires, not desires." Demonic intent. Back then, the Demon Venerable planted two demon seeds, but only reaped endless ones."

"So, today... I will kill you!"

As soon as these words came out, Lingzun's pupils shrank suddenly, and an unbelievable astonishment appeared on his face belatedly.

"you!"

He suddenly raised his hand to cover his heart, and a small piece of green bamboo protruded out. The bamboo branch held in Cheng Siqi's hand pierced through at some point, piercing the Lingzun as if it were his chest!

"sorry."

Cheng Siqi blinked under Wan Gui's attack, "It's a bit quick."

Lingzun's body exploded.

"Your Highness!"

"His Highness Lingzun!"

Wan Guijiang lost control and was crushed into fly ash by Cheng Siqi's swords. The rest of the angels roared in shock and anger.

The mysterious aura on them was extremely strong, holding the seal in their hands, and raising their hand suddenly, there were purple-red thunderbolts descending, shaking the space and rushing towards them!

"The calamity of longevity! Break your path to longevity!"

"Heroic spirits of the heavens, wake up!"

The roar shook the sky, and the invisible sound waves spread, overturning countless pavilions and palaces, and the earth trembled crazily.

All the envoys were mad, screaming to the sky, and knelt down on the ground devoutly.

Pieces of white jade fragments flew out of their bodies, slowly gathered together, and transformed into a broken jade book.

The jade book released a radiant light, and the sky thundered down.

Cheng Siqi had a warning sign in his heart, and waved his hand to cut off the thin thread that bound his wrist, but found that the thin thread was weird, there was nothing to cut off, but it was visible to the naked eye, and the wrist could not be pulled away.

At this moment, the fierce thunder came crashing down, Cheng Siqi couldn't help it, he raised the bamboo branch and swung his sword to block it.

An extremely strong oppressive force ran over the internal organs.

Lines of blood spread across the lips.

He took a step back, just touching the coffin of endless sleep.

At this time, those divine envoys seemed to have finally realized that the coffin was different, and they all looked at each other, and all moved towards the psychic coffin.This shot spared no effort, and without warning, it was swift and violent.

With one hand restricted, Cheng Siqi raised the other hand to block it without hesitation.

The thunder above his head fell again, and he had no time to spare, so he had to take this blow hard on his back. The blood stained the purple clothes and slid down the corners of the clothes and cuffs.

"The breath of the fairy..."

When the thunder fell, Cheng Siqi was startled, and suddenly understood what the aura wafting from these envoys and the aura mixed with the thunder was.In order to practice Jiqing Sword Dao, he once felt the relics in the fragments of the fairy world, but the aura in front of him is exactly the same as the relics, the aura that only belongs to the immortals.

"you……"

Cheng Siqi suddenly turned around.

"The road to eternal life is now."

All the envoys were shocked, and they all looked at the top of Cheng Siqi's head.

A spiraling golden column of smoke rose slowly from above Cheng Siqi's head. Before the column of smoke was fully formed, the magic seals in the hands of the envoys suddenly flashed with light.

Cheng Siqi felt a trance in his heart for a while, his dantian was suddenly empty, as if he had lost something extremely important.

His consciousness sank into his dantian subconsciously, but he was shocked to find that his spiritual roots had been cut off in the middle and turned into broken spots of light.

The cultivation base of a body out of the body is like quicksand, gradually lost.

But at this time, wisps of gray mist came from nowhere, quietly permeated, and slowly climbed onto Cheng Siqi's arm along the thin lines.

A sharp pain came.

Cheng Siqi raised his eyes, and saw that his right hand, which was bound by a thin thread, was twitching uncontrollably, with blood vessels protruding, knuckles twisted, and beginning to distort.

"What is more terrifying than letting a monk's spiritual root break and lose his cultivation base? What is more terrible than letting a sword repairer lose his sword-holding hand?"

A middle-aged man with an aura very similar to the previous Lingzun walked out of the void slowly, with a gentle smile, "This is the end of intruding into my battle world, sword cultivator."

Cheng Siqi looked at his right hand that had begun to alienate, and grinned at the corner of his mouth, "Only cowards are afraid."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised the bamboo branch in his hand and directly cut off his right hand.

Blood sprayed and slid across his brow.

Murderous and cold.

"The sword is in my heart, not in my hand. This is the first lesson for all sword masters."

The blood dripped from the bamboo branch, Cheng Siqi glanced at it, and said in a low voice, "But...although I am willing to give up this hand, if someone sees it, I will feel distressed. I don't want him to feel sad and feel guilty, so I have to I'll kill you first and take revenge. Then I'll keep my voice soft and grind him...he should not be angry anymore."

"What a good idea."

A smile appeared on Cheng Siqi's face, and when he let go of his hand, the bamboo branch suddenly fell.

And a boundless force of artistic conception also filled the whole world at this moment.

When the snow falls heavily, there is a sword light shining, shining on Kunlun Mountain.

The author has something to say: Cheng Siqi: One eye gouging and one hand severed, perfect match!