The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 129
Feng Jiuxiao suddenly became very interested in this magical skill after being attacked by the Huanxi Dharma King with the soul-locking technique. In addition, Zhou Gongdan's drunkenness, dreams and death are so powerful that they can often have unexpected effects. He pondered for several nights to use the two magical skills Forcibly merged into one item, called: Universe in Dreams!
He has not used the kung fu to isolate the small world at this time, but the powerful aura emanating from him at this time is somewhat similar to that of the Demon Lord, so that the first seat in the back hall has a sense of deja vu.

Feng Jiuxiao said: "You know that you will die today, so you simply resist to the end, wanting to preserve your reputation in the end, am I right?"

The head seat in the back hall closed his eyes and remained silent.

In the face of monsters, talking too much is useless.

Feng Jiuxiao clasped his palms together and said to Abbot Shi Yin: "It was just for fun, I don't want to bother the masters' Qingxiu."

Abbot Shi Yin said: "It's okay, the benefactor is the duty. Besides, the benefactor can find out the demon cult monster for the temple. It's too late for the whole temple to be grateful. Why bother?"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "Master, I have another request."

Abbot Shi Yin said: "Please tell me!"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "There are too many pilgrims here, I don't want to cause any trouble, can the master borrow a secluded place for me to interrogate this person?"

Abbot Shi Yin said: "It's easy to say, Junior Brother Shi Jian, please take the almsgiver to the Discipline Academy."

Behind him, Master Shijian spread his left hand, bowed and said, "Please benefactor!"

Before Feng Jiuxiao could speak, Pang Shiwu had already lifted the head seat in the back hall and walked forward.

The two women followed slowly.

Abbot Shi Yin clasped his palms together and nodded his head: "The old man and others will not go there." Feng Jiuxiao knew that he was avoiding suspicion, so he bowed back to show respect.

After entering the Discipline Academy and looking for a meditation room, Pang Shiwu threw the first seat in the back hall to the ground and stood guard at the door.Yuan Zishan and Chili stood far away.Shi Jian nodded, bowed his eyebrows and folded his palms together: "The poor monk is waiting outside the courtyard. If the benefactor has an order, you can call the poor monk at any time."

Feng Jiuxiao bowed and thanked.

When there were only two people left in the room, the atmosphere was a little weird.

The first seat in the back hall didn't know why he always felt restless.

He is not afraid of death.

Since the first day he joined the Devil's Cult, he had already expected the final outcome!

Death is only a matter of time.

His voice was a little hoarse, but he could still hear the determination in his words: "Hurry up and do it, I really won't say anything, I have seen the torture of the Devil's Cult, I am confident that even if you torture me to death , I won't say it either, so don't waste any more time."

Feng Jiuxiao ignored him, and said to himself: "It's easy to kill people. If you kill someone with a knife, the head will fall to the ground, but it takes ten months to conceive a person. Once you give birth, you have to wait day and night, endless Work hard. A mother has worked so hard to raise a baby, how much has she suffered, how much has she suffered? You kill as soon as you say, have you considered the feelings of the family members of these people? If they do all kinds of evil, they will kill them, The key point is that they are all innocent, and you didn’t feel any anxiety or shame when you attacked? Or have you killed too many people and become numb?”

The first seat in the back hall still closed its eyes and said nothing.

Feng Jiuxiao said: "No one has the right to deprive others of their lives at will! You don't, and neither does Mozun!"

The head seat in the back hall suddenly stared at Feng Jiuxiao, as if looking at a psychopath. He suppressed it for a long time and suddenly erupted, glaring at him: "You are nagging endlessly, right? Can you give me a good time!" A monk Feng Jiuxiao was really taken aback by the sudden swearing.

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "What's the hurry? Those people who died at your hands scolded you like that? They are all impatient to let you have a good time?"

of course not!

Who would have a long life?
Who wants to die?
The faces of the people who died in his hands appeared before the eyes of the first seat in the back hall.

A face contorted with fear in the face of death.

A pleading face full of longing for life.

A face full of resentment and curses, knowing that he must die.

He has an innocent face that he doesn't know why he wants to die and why he wants to die until he dies.

Under the interference of Feng Jiuxiao's powerful aura, some cracks began to appear in his rock-solid heart.

Feng Jiuxiao said: "Are you angry from embarrassment? Are you out of temper? Those people who begged you to let go must be even more impatient in your eyes, and maybe you can kill them with one punch. Good heavens Samsara, since you are short-tempered, don't blame me, I happen to be short-tempered." Where is he short-tempered?If he didn't want to dig out the secret in his heart, Feng Jiuxiao would have cut him in two!Countless blood and slaughter can be seen from the coldness behind his eyes alone!

Looking at his posture that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, Feng Jiuxiao is not in a hurry.

It must be a big fish.

As long as there is enough patience to wait, he can definitely spit out a lot.

This guy seemed strong-willed, but he had psychological expectations. He thought that Feng Jiuxiao's forced confession was nothing more than a child's practice of punching and kicking.Even if it is upgraded to another level, the red-hot iron, the cold pinch, and the barbed whip are nothing but mediocrity!

If it doesn't work, you just peel the skin, nail your fingers, and cut up the flesh.

Anyway, I am not afraid of anything!
Seeing that you are just a brat, you either kill me or treat me like a coward!I want to get something out of my mouth, it's beautiful!Thinking in his heart, a smug smile appeared on his face unnaturally.He himself may not have realized how exaggerated his expression is, but Feng Jiuxiao obviously felt a kind of naked provocation!

"You seem to look down on me, you think the ten tortures can't do anything to you, right?"

The head seat in the back hall was sneering when suddenly his eyes blurred!
Impressively lying on an earthen platform!
Surrounding the earth platform is a vast sea of ​​blood, the waves are rough, and there are countless corpses floating on the sea!

what's the situation?
what happened?

The first seat in the back hall was a little stunned!

Countless corpses fluctuated with the waves, flickering, and suddenly a corpse opened its blood-red eyes and stared at him, opened its bloody mouth, and screamed at him: "Still... I... Fate... Come... "

The first person in the back hall saw that it was Yue Feipeng who died under the palm of his great compassion!At that time, he was beaten to pieces, and his seven orifices were bleeding!

Oh shit!How to live!

Another corpse came back to life, it was that boy, yes, that boy from Cuihua Building, his jaw was knocked off by my slap, his face was crooked.

It's all hallucinations!

hallucinations!

fake!

He's hysterical!He can't believe it's true!He knew that this was some kind of illusion made by Feng Jiuxiao, so he was not afraid!
One after another, dead bodies swam towards him.

He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Ha ha ha scare me? Is this what you are capable of? Playing tricks in front of me?" Then he sneered: "It's a waste of time!"

One after another, corpses began to climb up the earthen platform from all directions, gathering towards him.

He watched coldly, unmoved.He knew that these phantoms couldn't touch him at all, as long as he ignored them and ignored them, the blame would be self-defeating!
Yue Feipeng was soaked in blood, one step at a time!

He staggered, his eyes were burning, and he was getting closer and closer.

He remained motionless.Sit on the sidelines.

Yue Feipeng punched him.

He snorted coldly, and said in his heart: The use of illusion is so proficient, everyone's image is clearly visible!
boom!
Yue Feipeng punched him so that he staggered!
what?
The first seat in the back hall looked shocked!
It actually hurts!
Yue Feipeng jumped forward and bit his face, tearing off a piece of meat in one bite!

It hurts!

This illusion is so realistic?

There were blood corpses rushing up to bite him, and after a while, the first seat was covered with bruises and bloodstains, the pain was so painful but he couldn't die for a while!

He was already mentally prepared to endure several kinds of tortures, and he bet that Feng Jiuxiao would not have more than three kinds of tortures!Because he didn't believe that Feng Jiuxiao had enough patience!Since he has already committed death, how can he still be in the mood to cut his flesh slowly?Maybe he would kill himself with one blow!

Unexpectedly, Feng Jiuxiao would think of the punishment of "cutting the mouth"!
And these torturers are all "acquaintances"!
After each person took a bite, they automatically gave way to the next person, and the next person took a bite.When they were done, they got out of the way, and when there was no place on the earthen platform, they "stand on the bloody sea", cooperating tacitly and orderly, as if all the "people" had discussed it!
After the bite, everyone would stare viciously at the head seat for a few times, without saying a word, but with different expressions.There is anger, there is sadness, there is hatred, there is resentment.

He remained unmoved.

Suddenly the crowd gave way to a path, and an old woman, covered in blood, walked tremblingly in front of him.

The first seat in the back hall suddenly became angry.He roared loudly: "You are so fucking despicable! You will die! I will fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

That mother-in-law is his mother!
hallucinations!

It's all fucking hallucinations!

The first one is almost insane!

When the old woman walked up to him and said, "Son..."

Before he finished speaking, the first slap slapped the old woman a foot away!
The person fell into a coma on the spot!
The teeth are scattered all over the place!
Mouth and nose are bleeding!

Countless blood-red eyes suddenly glared at him at the same time!

The corpses in all directions seemed to be enraged by his rebellious behavior!

The first seat was a little shaken!
Is this a dream or reality?If it is a dream, why is it so real?If it is true, my mother has already passed away!
A figure in the sky gradually became clear from the blur, with white beard and hair, and an angry face, pointing at the head's nose and cursing: "You evil beast! How dare you beat your own mother, you are so insane!" The voice resounded like thunder and mighty throughout the world, The first seat was stunned!
The figure in Skyrim is none other than Father!
That figure stood upright, with awe-inspiring righteousness!

He suddenly remembered his childhood!
The past is like a dream and smoke, once the gate of memory is opened, it will be like a flood and it will be difficult to stop!

There is a meandering river in front of my hometown, which is so clear that the bottom can be seen. On the bank, the footprints left by mussels when they crossed the mud at the bottom of the river bed can be clearly seen.

There are always pairs of butterflies flying in the flowers and grass in front of the court. The colorful wings are as beautiful as flying flowers.

The little girl in Uncle Tang's house next door, wearing a butterfly flower, smiles when she meets everyone, especially when she sees herself smiling like a flower!
When is Chunhua Qiuyue?Know much about the past.

Before he knew it, he suddenly felt two lines of long-lost tears sliding down his cheeks!
He suddenly felt sad, rushed to his mother, hugged her in his arms and began to cry!He has no time to care about how he can move!

His mother even groaned when she was picked up by him, then slowly opened her eyes, and said weakly: "Son, although you have gone astray, mother does not blame you, as long as you can correct your evil ways and become a new person, mother will rest assured !"

Seeing my mother's mouth and nose bleeding, out of breath, it's obviously not going to work!He suddenly said: "You won!"

The mother was severely injured by herself and was dying!

Regardless of whether this is a dream or not, he has surrendered!
Even in a dream, he couldn't accept his mother falling under his hands!

Under Feng Jiuxiao's powerful and continuous psychological offensive, a flaw finally appeared in the mood of the chief seat in the back hall!
His weakness is his close relative!

(End of this chapter)