human suffering

Chapter 1228
The arhat holding the bowl feels the pressure of the Dharma image, this is not acceptable.

There are so many of them, and it's a bit of a disadvantage for them to fight alone.

I was really careless, I didn't expect to face a gang fight, and I didn't expect these ancestral souls to be so fierce, it was the best strategy to outwit them.

Putting in the least effort and achieving the greatest results is the fighting style I have been pursuing.

It's not impossible to take the initiative to call for help, but it's just a matter of making a fortune in silence. If you call someone by yourself, how do you divide the spoils?
Forget it, let's fight it out, it looks like it won't work if you don't pay a price today.

He was so cruel that he spat out a mouthful of golden blood on the bowl.

Contaminated with the painstaking efforts of the Arhat, the bowl and bowl are prosperous, and the Dharma of the Arhat, who was fighting alone, suddenly began to change.

One became two, two became four, four became sixteen, and it didn't stop until it became 64 clones.

Originally, one arhat was beaten by more than 100 ancestral souls, but now due to the increase of arhats, it has become one-to-two, or one-to-three, and the advantage has returned to the side of the arhat who raised the bowl.

Raising the alms bowl, seeing the form on the battlefield, he has stabilized, and wiped the remaining blood on the alms bowl in distress.

This bite, decades of lama meat is considered a waste.

If it weren't for Gong Gong's remains, he would be reluctant to kill himself, and he wouldn't be able to spit out a few mouthfuls after all the beatings.

Thinking of this, the endless sorrow of the arhat, always thinking that it is enough to survive the arhat, but the fate of the lottery has not been escaped after all, otherwise it will not become like this, facing a few dead souls, forcing myself Spit blood.

The eldest sister is the eldest sister, and she is farther than I thought. If I don't let myself lift this bowl, I won't be in the current situation.

Hey, this alms bowl is really my own destiny.

After sighing for a while, the Bowl-holding Arhat slowly descended to the ground, no longer looking at the battlefield in the sky, he was already sure of victory.

Standing in front of Cai Gen, the arhat raised his bowl and looked at it first, but he didn't see anything special, so he couldn't help being surprised.

My own eyesight is absolutely extraordinary, not to mention seeing through your past and present lives, at least you should have a good grasp of your depth.

Just like that big black dog, it is obviously the ancient warcraft, the Roaring Dog of Heaven, which is easy to see.

But, why can't you see anything on Cai Gen?
Even his burly body was nothing special, as if he should have been so tall in the first place, and there was no origin.

It's just this knife, but it's really good, the murderous aura is as real as it is, without experiencing bloody winds, there is absolutely no such evil aura, it's just limited to the strength of the user, it's a bit humiliating.

The thing that attracted the attention of the arhat holding the bowl the most was the dozens of big Mickeys.

What kind of state is this?

There is also a faint taste of the power of time, what is it?

"Are you summoning these pet puppets?

What principle? "

After they fell, Cai Gen was already on full alert. Even though he hid deeply behind many Mickeys, it didn't give Cai Gen any sense of security.

"Well, this is a magic baby, I need it."

"Uncle, don't listen to him talking nonsense. These things are clones of Xiao Nian's god gentleman mouse. Their strength is average, less than one-tenth of the main body. They are fake tricks to fool people."

Mu En didn't want to hear Cai Genda fooling around, so he hurriedly explained to the arhat.

"Snapped!"

Arhat raised his bowl and gave Mu En a slap in the face when he returned his hand. It was a backlash, very sudden.

Mu En covered his face, eyes full of disbelief, why?
What's the situation?

Are you on the wrong team?
Even more surprising than Moon was Cai Gen.

It is said that the arhats in Buddhism are all eminent monks, right?
It seems that the rumors are not reliable, are they all falsehoods?

The arhat who crossed the river last time had a mental illness, and the arhat holding the bowl in front of him is not normal either.

"Did I ask you?

Talk too much, I'll pull out your tongue. "

Oh, I'll go, I really have a personality, I really like it, Cai Gen is very happy.

Yes, that's right.

If he is just like a normal person and has a human temper, he will not be a god or Buddha.

After Mu En was murdered, the Bowl Arhat returned to normal.

"Cai Gen, you wait here, I'm a little busy now, I'll find you after I finish my work."

This one
What can Cai Gen do other than nod his head?
Without Mao Mao's backing, and without the backing of suicide Dafa, facing a golden Arhat, what other choices can I have?
Didn't you see that Xiaotianmao has kept silent from just now to now?

This cunning dare not be rash, the situation in front of him is definitely more dangerous.

Mu En covered his face, he still didn't understand why he was beaten, but when he saw that the arhat was about to leave, he spoke again in a moment of impatience.

"Uncle, you can't let him go, the night is full of dreams, hurry up and kill him here.

Let me do it, so as not to get your hands dirty."

"Snapped!"

It was another mouth, and it was still pumping backwards. The arhat who raised the bowl smoked very skillfully.

"Shut up, Yue Nu, why don't you have a brain?

Seeing that you are my niece and daughter-in-law, I just remind you once.

According to the rules, the last time you made the sun and the moon shine together, you should sit on the wax.

The reason why there is nothing, you think about why? "

After finishing speaking, the arhat holding his bowl strode forward, and there was his destination in front of him.

Mu En covered his face and followed numbly, feeling overwhelmed.

What does it mean to raise a bowl arhat?
The last time the sun and the moon were shining together, the whole movement was indeed not small, and it was indeed a taboo. The Tianhui still has very high requirements for secrecy.

It's just that I don't understand. There was a lot of thunder and little rain, and he didn't give himself any substantial punishment at all. He even reassigned himself a mission to track down the whereabouts of the four heavenly kings. This is a bit strange in itself.

A person without value has absolutely no meaning in existence.

So, what is your own worth?

Could it be that he was hostile to Cai Gen?
It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, the important thing is to make trouble for Cai Gen?
One's own value is reflected in the process of making trouble for Cai Gen?

Mu En's brain is definitely not stupid. He has been used as a pawn so many times, and he is also very sensitive.

It turned out that I thought it was just a personal grievance and did it willfully, but in the end I was actually someone else's pawn?
Then, since it has become a chess piece and is placed on the chessboard, it must fulfill its role as a chess piece, otherwise there is really no need for it to exist.

Therefore, Cai Gen's life is his own life. When Cai Gen is gone, he is also gone.

I can always want Cai Gen's life, but if I want to continue to live, I can't really want Cai Gen's life, otherwise I will kill the dog and kill the donkey.

After figuring this out, Mu En became much more sober.

Although my situation is disgusting, compared with what I have encountered in the past, what is this?
Live first, trying to find a way to get out of the body, just be a pawn, it's not like I haven't been a pawn before.

(End of this chapter)