In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Tang Long was also taken aback when he heard Wugou's question:

"Didn't the little master come here for Lin Xiaolu? Then why did the little master come to this dead city?"

"Young monk is here to save my senior brother." Wugou said honestly, and then continued to ask:

"Is the little deer benefactor really here?"

Tang Long nodded, and then a trace of solemnity flashed across his face:

"This imperial city has been occupied by an old monk from Dongpu. That old monk is very powerful. It is the Nascent Soul's great power that your immortals said."

Hearing this, Wugou nodded, just about to say that it was his senior brother, when he suddenly felt something, and looked down.

On his wrist, his rosary was slowly turning.

He raised his head and saw above his head, an old black figure was blocking the sun, looking down at him.

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At this moment in the imperial palace, a Japanese monk was passing through the imperial garden. He was walking on the wooden bridge by the pond with a smile on his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Before the host left, he told him that the Kingdom of Jin had been destroyed and was going to other countries, and he wanted to inform other people of this news.

And just when he walked halfway quickly, he suddenly heard a soft sound from behind him, he subconsciously turned his head, but his mouth was suddenly covered by a hand, and before he could resist, he was hit directly on the back of the head by a strong force, When he was dying, he felt that he was carried into the pond by someone, his body became cold for a while, and the world on the pond became farther and farther away from him~

On the quiet pond, the water surface gradually returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. After a long time, a young man with a small ball head emerged from the water. It was Lin Xiaolu who had been hiding here all night!

He quietly came under the wooden bridge, waiting for the next "prey" to pass by.

And just when Lin Xiaolu came under the bridge, there was a heaven-piercing loud noise outside the imperial city, and at the same time, a strange mantra sounded faintly, shaking the water in the pond continuously.

Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, and his cold eyes lit up instantly.

With such a big commotion, who is Xiu Ye Zongchun dealing with?

Just as he was thinking about it, the Japanese language came from the palace in the distance, it was a group of Japanese monks who wanted to support, and Lin Xiaolu immediately showed murderous intent when he heard the movement.

No matter who Xiu Ye Zongchun is dealing with, now is a good time to kill himself!

"Swipe!" With a soft sound, the young man rushed out of the pond, threw water splashes flying all over the sky, and pulled out a whole handful of Da Geng bronze vessels in mid-air, rushing into the palace.

At the same time, above the high sky outside the imperial city, Wugou and Xiu Yezong were standing in the sky above each other.

Below Tang Long, Qin Congcong, and Liu Yuniang watched nervously.

At this moment, Xiuye ​​Zongchun looked at Wugou in front of him with playfulness in his eyes, and Wugou also looked at him expressionlessly.

The warm sun was in the sky, illuminating the black and white cassocks of the two of them with a different halo.

"Brother... Are you here to persuade brother to turn around?" Xiu Yezongchun asked with a smile in Japanese with a slight accent.Wugou shook his head:

"Brother, there is no turning back."

"Oh?" Xiuye ​​Zongchun raised the corner of his mouth high:

"So, the younger brother is really here to die?"

"No." Wugou shook his head again: "I'm here to send senior brother on his way."

Below, Liu Yuniang and Tang Long both looked solemn, while Qin Congcong looked at the evil-looking old monk with black nails with some fear.

Since Xiuye ​​Zongchun appeared, the three of them have been very nervous, and Liu Yuniang feels even more so. As a snake demon, she is sensitive by nature and can feel Xiuye ​​Zongchun's horror more intuitively.

The same is true for Tang Long, but he is not completely afraid. In addition to fear, his eyes also have the courage to look at death. The black dragon tattoo on his left arm is also constantly shining, and the whole person looks eager to try.

Nascent Soul?That's just the name of the immortal cultivator, and it's the same in front of the warrior.

In the sky, Wugou and Xiuye ​​Zongchun simply exchanged a few words of "comfort", and then Wugou whispered to the three people below:

"Disciple, Master Tang Long, the little monk sensed that Master Deer is fighting against a group of Japanese monks in the city. There are too many of them, and Master Deer is outnumbered. Go and help him. As for Senior Brother Xiu Ye, just leave it to the monk."

Hearing this, Liu Yuniang hesitated for a moment, then bowed slightly to her master, Tang Long also punched Wugou, only Qin Congcong continued to look up at Wugou with a bewildered expression:

"Little Master, Brother Tang and Sister Liu are going to help Xiaolu, what about me?"

Seeing Qin Congcong's question, Wugou scratched his bald head, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face. After a long time, he smiled softly and said:

"The benefactor Qin should stay here. After all, the benefactor Qin is too witty, and I'm afraid it will cause more trouble."

The smart Qin Congcong didn't hear the voice of Wugou's words, he only heard Wugou boasting of his wit, and he replied "yes" full of joy.

Soon, Liu Yuniang and Tang Long left quickly, and Wugou looked at Xiuye ​​Zongchun again.

"Brother, this little monk is just building a foundation." He said honestly.

"Well, my elder brother is Yuan Ying." Xiu Ye Zongchun said with a smile.

Wugou nodded and continued: "Young monk and the Tathagata discussed the Dharma, neither lost nor won."

"Yes." Xiuye ​​Zongchun nodded, and said in agreement: "So the master said that the younger brother has the root of wisdom."

"Senior brother, you have won the award." Wugou said: "I don't have the root of wisdom, but I have a pure heart, senior brother, do you envy me?"

"I don't envy." Xiuye ​​Zongchun smiled cruelly: "Because being a brother will win your heart today."

"Okay." Wugou sighed deeply, then folded his palms together, and said to Xiu Yezongchun: "Brother, please enlighten me."

Xiuye ​​Zongchun also folded his palms together: "Junior brother, please enlighten me."

One old and one young, one Nascent Soul and one foundation building, the two monks who are very different in realm have a conversation, and golden light blooms on their bodies at the same time.

Compared with Wugou, the golden light on Xiuye ​​Zongchun's body is undoubtedly deeper. In the Nascent Soul Realm, he has all kinds of unpredictable powers, but in his deep golden light, there is a trace of black energy, not only not Holy and bright, but evil and abnormal.

Although Wugou's golden light is much thinner, it is extremely pure, but now there is a trace of blood red in his golden light, which is the evil obstacle he obtained after killing people.

"Junior brother, how does it feel to kill someone?" Xiu Yezong asked with a smile.

Wugou said with no expression on his face: "My little monk kills people to save more people, and also to save the victims from committing crimes."

Xiu Ye Zongchun didn't believe it, and continued to ask with a smile: "Monks don't tell lies, do you dare to say that you were not angry before killing someone? Brother, you have violated the precept of anger!"

Hearing this, Wugou laughed for the first time:

He looked at the evil Xiu Yezongchun in front of him and said with a smile:

"Brother, what this little monk cultivates is a heart of compassion, not a heart of Buddha, so what if you commit a crime?"

Xiu Ye Zongchun: ...

In the sky, Wugou's eyes gradually turned blood red, but his body was still covered with golden light, merciful to all generations. Seeing this scene, Xiu Yezongchun, who was already sure of winning, couldn't help frowning.

Killing the Dongying people didn't break the buddhist heart of my junior brother, but...

At this moment, Xiuye ​​Zongchun, who was born as a Nascent Soul, felt a trace of fear for no reason.

Facing the present Wugou, he felt as if he was facing his master Wuxin Zen Master.

The master said that the realm of cultivation has always been only one aspect, just like in ancient times, there were powerful people who had never practiced, but once they understood the laws of all things in the world, they formed their own way, and finally had the ability to defeat the gods and demons in the world. With such great power, he rode a yellow ox through the void and left without a trace.

Indeed, this is the case when I face my master. Obviously the master is only a monk in the alchemy state, but his state of mind is no different from that of a Buddha, so he calls himself a new Buddha. No matter how strong he is, the spiritual method he cultivates is still the same Dharma.

However, if you use Buddhist spiritual methods to deal with a real Buddha, you can't deal with it at all, and you will be bound and backlashed by Buddhism.

And now, my little junior brother has the same state of mind as the master, even stronger than the master back then!

No wonder!When I first came to Shenzhou, this little junior didn't dare to face me at all, so he could only hide clumsily. I didn't bother to pay attention to him at the time, but now he is suddenly so brave. It turns out that he has made a qualitative breakthrough in Buddhism in recent days !

Thinking of this, Xiuye ​​Zongchun felt a trace of jealousy and resentment for no reason.

Why can you become a Buddha by killing people!I can only become this ghost if I kill people!

What are you!

In the sky, he looked at the young monk with bloody golden eyes in front of him, his complexion became more and more unkind, and he said in a cold voice:

"Junior brother, you have really become a Buddha, congratulations."

Wugou with blood-red eyes looked extremely coquettish, but the golden light on his body was full of compassion, giving people a strange feeling. At this moment, hearing Xiu Yezongchun's congratulations, he put his hands together, eyes dripping with blood, and smiled corrected:

"Brother...it's not that the monk became a Buddha, but the Buddha became a monk."

As soon as these words came out, Xiuye ​​Zongchun felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt. He looked at Wugou with horror in his eyes, and pointed at him in disbelief:

"You! What kind of Buddha have you become!"

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somewhere in the world

A golden monk meditating in the lotus opened his golden eyes.

The monk sits quietly on the lotus, and the lotus floats in an endless pool of water. The pool is also full of other lotus flowers, large and small. It is both beautiful and holy.

However, although the monk at this moment is covered with golden light and is incomparably noble, there is deep fear in his eyes.

In the lotus lake, he sat quietly for a while, then murmured to himself in a cold voice:

"Killing becomes a Buddha——killing a Buddha!"

"Wow!" As soon as the words Killing Buddha came out, all the lotus flowers on the lake ignited raging fire at the same time, turning this endless lotus lake into a sea of ​​flames in just a moment.

The monk didn't respond, and turned a blind eye to the raging fire. Instead, he sat in the raging sea of ​​flames, raised his head expressionlessly, and looked at the sky above, wondering what he was thinking.