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

Goose feathers and heavy snow cover thousands of mountains.

In the paleness of the vastness and distance, a grand bell sounded like the light of the dawn came leisurely.

Birds in the cold mountains were frightened, and the black geese swept up a flock of geese heading south.A corner of the Buddhist hall protruded from the bamboo shadows in the proud snow, and a layer of dust and snow was thrown down by the rustling bird feathers.

"Um……"

The sound of the bell filled the ears, almost defeating the nightmare of chaos in an instant.

The insatiable consciousness suddenly returned to the cage, and the spiritual consciousness immediately swung away from the body.

But the next moment, he was startled.

Wherever his consciousness has passed, whether it is the sight or the breath, he is extremely familiar with it.

A simple Buddhist hall with a square meter and nothing but Buddha statues and futons.The stunning golden body of the Buddha statue is dim, but the face of the Buddha is clear and compassionate, staring down at the kneeling Buddha cultivator on the futon.The howling cold wind beat against the doors and windows of the Buddhist hall, making a muffled whining sound.

"Confining the Buddhist hall..."

Insatiable frowned slightly.

He maintained a kneeling posture, without any movement for a while, only his spiritual consciousness was bitter, short, sweet, and long.

The spread of this consciousness was formless and soundless, but it seemed to have disturbed the few sparrows pecking at the rice in the open space in front of the Buddhist hall.

One of the small black bean-like eyes blinked, and a wisp of white mist suddenly spewed out from the tiny beak.

Insatiable feeling, figure flashed, then appeared in the courtyard.

The heavy snow kept falling, and the skirts of the clothes were covered, and the faint fragrance of Buddha was wrapped in a trace of cool air.

He didn't brush off the falling snow, but turned his face towards the direction of the white mist, the guard between his brows faded, and doubts arose: "...Old bald man?"

Bai Wu turned into an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, which was exactly Xu Yan.

Xu Yan's face that was full of joy at seeing his beloved disciple turned into a disdainful sarcasm in an instant after hearing the three familiar words: "Who are you talking about, little baldy!"

After a pause, he didn't wait for Insatiable to answer, and said: "Don't think about it, this is neither the illusion of the robbers, nor the uncontrollable demons, but you have been sent back to the spirit world. You boy, eyeballs As soon as you turn around, I, as a master, will know what fart you are going to fart..."

Insatiable spiritual sense touched the big formation of Tianyin Temple and was bounced back.

He was shocked by the sea of ​​consciousness, but all worries were put down in an instant.If there is really any place where he can spend his days in peace and without worries, it is the Tianyin Temple, which is far away from the world.

"Master, my eyeballs have been dug out a long time ago."

Wuyan responded casually, walked up to the white mist, and scattered two seeds with a wave of his hand.One of them took root and sprouted, and quickly grew into a weeping willow that was still clinging to the wind in the heavy snow.And the other grew into a table with two stools and two steaming cups of tea.

"So, let's not go around in circles anymore," Wu Yan sat down and said, "How are you going to trick me this time, so that you will let me go down the mountain?"

"I also know how to be filial and filial to Master..."

Xu Yan sat down, snorted, and said: "In a hurry to go down the mountain to see that little sword cultivator? Don't even ask about the ins and outs?"

"If you know something, why ask?"

Wu Yan smiled lightly, tapped the teacup lightly with his fingertips, and the clear green tea inside had shallow ripples.

He said in a calm tone: "I think this is something that the Eight Great Immortals have planned. When we entered the Tribulation Realm, I am afraid that what we went to was not the real body, but the soul."

"The physical body used in the robbery world should be something inherent in the robbery world, fabricated by the power of Mahayana. Otherwise, my father-in-law gave me and Cheng Siqi's magic shape pill, which is purely superfluous. A transformation Once a god comes out of his body, he will be suppressed, so how can he not even have the ability to control and change his physical body?"

"It's just that when I first entered the robbery world, there were too many strange things, and it was useless to think about it."

Xu Yan took a sip of tea, twitched his beard, and clicked his tongue: "This is calling father-in-law? I don't know who you learned from you little shameless."

Insatiably ignoring the old bald man's anger, many scenes flashed through his mind one by one, chaotic and complicated.

He closed his eyes, took a sip of tea, and said, "Master, it seems that you only have a ray of spiritual thought here, presumably all Mahayanas were injured in the battle of the shattering of the robbery world. Therefore, the matter of the robbery world, How are you going to deal with it?"

"How can it be?"

A trace of vicissitudes appeared on Xu Yan's face, "The only one is Zhan Er."

"You guessed right." He said, "It's our group of Mahayanas who think too highly of themselves and think they are perfect, but they are full of mistakes. The original intention of the out-of-body and god-transforming monks sent to the robbery world is to prevent the recovery of the people in the robbery world. , kill it in advance."

"Unexpectedly, not long after your spirit and soul left, your real body was attacked."

This was a bit unexpected.

sneak attack.

Unexpectedly, it was not only the spirit world that made a move against the robber world, but also the robber world also moved behind the spirit world.

He thought that he was in Xuanjianzong when he entered, but now he recovered, but he was in Tianyin Temple. A guess surged in his heart, and he said: "My body is not safe in Swordmeng, so the sect took me back?"

Xu Yan nodded: "Exactly."

As he spoke, he glared at Wuyan and said angrily, "You brat! I told you that I live in seclusion in Tianyin Temple and don't get involved in those things, and I didn't intend to let you go to Jiejie, but you are just lustful!" Xunxin, forgot the Buddha's admonition to the back of his ass, and was fooled by that old man Cheng as soon as he got off the mountain!"

The old man reprimanded him by blowing his beard and staring.

Insatiable but his smile did not change, and he still raised his hand to pour another cup of tea for Xu Yan, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

"Master, drink tea."

The warm aroma of the tea is tangy.

As a Mahayana Buddhist practitioner, Xu Yan logically said that all five sense organs are pure, and he has no desires, but he prefers a sip of tea.Every time Wu Yan and his brothers committed a crime, they would go outside to collect a bunch of good tea to please them.

He stared at him again, took a sip of the tea, and sighed.

"That's it."

Xu Yan said, "Ever since I picked you up from the ravine, I knew you were a troublemaker. This matter is not something that Tianyin Temple managed to pass by."

He paused, and then continued: "Your real bodies are placed in the teleportation formation, which is inconvenient to move. But I didn't expect that on the same night, the inner disciples of the Eight Great Immortal Sects and various small sects suddenly rebelled. Burn the real body in the teleportation array."

"Many sects have been hit hard by this."

Xu Yan's face slowly sank, "After the investigation, those disciples were no different. But counting up several generations, there is the shadow of calamity behind them. It can be seen that whether it is the investigation and ambush of the robbery by the spirit world , or Jiejie's spying and targeting of the spirit world, which has never stopped in the past many years."

"After that, the teleportation array was broken. The real bodies of the sleeping monks were taken back to their sects, and the Sword Union is also doing its best to investigate this sudden rebellion."

Wuyan frowned: "No wonder I hardly met other monks in Jiejie..."

Xu Yan said: "Seeing that the situation has changed later, we managed to connect to the mirror, so we have the thing of letting you do it and throwing the mirror."

There was a helpless wry smile on his wrinkled face, "It's a pity that the success failed, the Tianji Sect rebelled, and Qingyuan fled..."

"Now, the catastrophe of the spiritual world is inevitable."

Wuyan recalled the ever-changing situation when Qingyuan Sanxian fled, and said in a low voice: "That fairy sword was disturbed by internal turmoil at that time, so it couldn't be cut off?"

Xu Yan's face was calm: "Someone is remembering the heroic spirit."

"So someone should be buried in his memory?" There was a sneer at the corner of Wu Yan's mouth, and a sharper sharpness than Han Xue was drawn on the tip of his slightly raised eyebrows.

He felt bored and tired.

Wuyan has always been a person who takes care of himself alone, so to speak, he has no mercy at all, but is selfish.He couldn't afford to meddle in the current affairs, and he didn't want to meddle, so he got up and said, "I have finished my journey as a pawn, now I will ask Master to guide me on the way down the mountain."

Xuyan's real body is recuperating to heal his wounds, only a ray of divine sense is here, and he can't do it even if he wants to stop it.

What's more, he didn't have to stop him.

Thinking of this, Xu Yan wanted to trick his apprentice with the sad tone of the lonely old man, but he didn't want to, before he could speak, a stream of light suddenly shot from outside the sky, and it came to him in the blink of an eye, and flew into Xu Yan's hand, turning into a Light-colored jade slips.

Xu Yan took a look at the jade slip, and the kind smile on his face froze immediately.

Wuyan smelled something from this weird silence, and for no reason, his heart tightened, and he tilted his head towards Xuyan: "Master, if there is nothing wrong, just show me the way, and I will go down the mountain. Xuanjianzong is far away. Apprentice, I'm a little anxious, I calculated that it took me three or two years to wake up, if someone wakes up first and can't find anyone, they will have to act like a baby..."

"No need to go."

The jade slips in his hand shattered and disappeared in an instant, Xu Yan looked at Wu Yan, as if he had aged countless years in an instant: "The whole sect of Xuan Jianzong was destroyed. Cheng Siqi... entered the mortal world alone, and has already killed the third heaven of the Sanxiu League. "

Wu Yan stagnated, and the Buddhist beads in his hands were instantly shattered into powder.

Desolate and lonely.

A few wisps of blood-colored wind hang in the sky, and the low-hanging clouds weigh down, staining the broken walls and ruins with a mottled and decayed gray.

Cheng Siqi woke up on the ruins.

A messy pile of rubble buried the upper part of the cave, and dust and smoke poured into his panting space, making him feel extremely depressed.He groped upwards, breaking through several stone bricks with one hand, and stretched out.

Then, the darkness in front of his eyes receded like a tide, and light leaked in.

"Insatiable..."

Cheng Siqi's heart was terrified, he woke up from a chaotic state, his whole body swayed, and the countless broken stones on his body were thrown away.

The rocks splashed and there was a bang.

Cheng Siqi jumped out of the cave, staggered slightly, and noticed something strange in his body.His spiritual roots were broken, his cultivation base was being lost, and he had already stepped from half a foot to the realm of an evolutionary god, and fell to the peak of leaving his body. The speed was so fast that he was horrified.

"Aura...is back?"

Sensing the aura surging around him, Cheng Siqi was in doubt.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and saw his two healthy hands.

Cheng Siqi can understand the result at a glance.

His hand is still there, but the spirit root has been cut off, which can only show that it is his soul and Nascent Soul that go to the spirit world, not his real body.The spiritual roots are contained in the soul, while the hands are on the real body.

"It seems that those Mahayana calculations..."

Cheng Siqi's pupils shrank sharply at the scene from the expanded spiritual consciousness before the voice that seemed to be a smile was not completely out of his mouth, and he turned around in disbelief.

The mountains that stood like swords collapsed countless times.

The mountains and ravines were razed to the ground.

Pieces of scorched wasteland are connected into mottled and dilapidated areas.

And in the center of this area, there is a huge pothole that looks like a deep pool and a big lake. It seems that something has been deeply inserted into the ground, and then it was pulled out forcefully.

Cobweb-like cracks spread all over, and black magma rolled out.

Cheng Siqi walked to the edge of the pit and looked inside.

The corpses piled up like a mountain.

The ashes from the incineration of human bones dripped from the edge of the pit, spreading all the way to the edge of the pool of blood.The broken and fragmented white bones and bloody stumps were built together to form a tall tower.

Under the tower, broken swords of various shapes were inserted into the ground, trembling faintly amidst the whistling wind.

A half-shattered head rolled by a huge sword.

Cheng Siqi lowered his head and saw Lu Nan's gray eyes.

Suddenly, amidst the violent and depressing wind, there was the sound of a ferocious beast stepping into the air, and immediately there was a cheerful and ostentatious male voice approaching: "The Black Sword Sect is right in front of you. Alas, it was so famous back then, but now In just a few years, it’s been a piece of wasteland! The leader of the Eight Great Immortal Sects is invincible... Wasn’t he wiped out by my San Xiumeng..."

"Brother, there seems to be someone there."

"Huh? Who is so bold and dares to come here to hunt for treasures? Don't you know that this is already a land confiscated by my Sanxiu League?"

As he said that, when the male cultivator who fell from the beast stopped speaking, he was taken aback for a moment.

"Cheng, Cheng..."

The young man with his back to them turned around slowly, a handsome face was exposed from under the slightly messy hair, covered with a heavy gray and dead air.

His slightly drooping eyelashes trembled, and the hand that was hanging by his side suddenly lifted up, and pierced into his dantian mercilessly.

Blood splashed and stained his clothes red.

A slender sword, mixed with dark red blood, was slowly drawn out by slender hands.

The blood from the tip of the sword fell into the soil, and the person holding the sword raised his head, and said word by word: "Today, Cheng Siqi, the cultivator of the alliance, will be wiped out."