Pixian

"My ancestors were once immortals. I am a descendant of the proud Shenlong family. My ancestors will definitely avenge us!"

With his last breath, Shen Longqiang let out a curse-like roar, "You gangsters, you will die!"

Amidst the strange laughter of the man in black, he ignored Shen Longqiang's cry at all, kicked Shen Longqiang's body away, and rushed out of the yard grabbing the wooden box.

Chu Hao silently glanced at Shen Longqiang who was bleeding profusely on the ground, feeling even more sad in his heart, then followed the group of men in black out of the courtyard.Originally thought that after winning the heirloom of the Shenlong family, this group of people in black would leave, but Chu Hao was too naive, this group of people was much more beastly than he thought!

Amidst the laughter, those few guys actually started killing innocent mortals in the small town. The whole town turned into a sea of ​​blood in an instant, the grass was stained with bright red, and countless miserable screams came and went. Chu Hao's eyes were red. If he could move these people, he would have rushed forward and chopped them into pieces!

But at this moment, he could only watch this group of guys brutally murder those ordinary people in front of them. Chu Hao felt a powerless feeling in his heart. He could stop it, but he was like a transparent ghost, doing nothing. no!

In a short period of time, all the residents of Liuhe Township were killed, even the children were not spared. These people in black were cruel and inhumane. Chu Hao really wanted to take off their headscarves and see Look at the appearance of these scumbags!

When the last person died, the group of men in black finally stopped. They kicked away the corpses blocking the way, and the leader hugged the wooden box, and then slowly walked towards the path in the forest.The trail leads to a towering mountain peak, and this road is the only way to go.

These people killed nearly a thousand people in one day, but they still left calmly, their indifference was outrageous!

Chu Hao followed. He was no longer sure whether he had fallen into some kind of illusion. He didn't belong to this kind of world at all, he was just a ghost-like existence.And now he just wants to follow this group of men in black to see who is behind them and who is under their headscarves!

Chu Hao couldn't forget the look in Shen Longqiang's eyes when he died, and his heart still trembles when he thinks about it.

Perhaps Chu Hao's powerful resentment played a role. When the group of people reached the edge of the town, the leader tore off his hood and threw it far away.

Shaved!

It's a bald head!

Chu Hao's eyes shrank, and Shen Longqiang's words suddenly sounded, and a chill spread over his heart!

Could it be that these monks and Buddhist practitioners did all of this?

Why?Why do they do this? Don't Buddhist practitioners demand compassion?Isn't it crossing people and crossing oneself? What are they doing now?Killing so many ordinary people for no reason, such behavior is more ruthless than a devil!

Although there was only one figure from the back, Chu Hao desperately wanted to see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly. He stepped forward and was about to pass these men in black.But when Chu Hao was about to step over, a voice came slowly:

"Donor, sometimes what you see is not necessarily true, why bother to be attached to those surfaces, form is emptiness, and form is appearance."

Chu Hao looked towards the voice, and saw a young monk standing at the intersection at some point. The young monk looked very young and was dressed in a gray cassock. Seeing Chu Hao looking over, he sang, "Amitabha."

"who are you?"

Chu Hao paused and stared at the little monk. He always felt that the little monk was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't tell where the familiarity came from. He could be sure that he was seeing this little monk for the first time.

And this little monk can see himself, not like those men in black.

Chu Hao glanced at the little monk, and was about to enter the trail again to chase those men in black, but the little monk appeared in front of Chu Hao when Chu Hao moved his steps.

Chu Hao condensedly said: "What do you mean?"

"Benefactor, what can you do if you catch up with them? They can't see you. It's been ten thousand years ago in this space." The monk shook his head, his face was slightly immature but his breath was as steady as a mountain, Peace of mind.

"So what if I catch up?" Yes, so what if I catch up by myself, even if I see what they look like, he doesn't belong here at all, and the things here have been in the past for too long.

"then who are you?"

Chu Hao condensed his voice.

"The benefactor has forgotten me so quickly?" The little monk grinned, losing a bit of his demeanor.

Chu Hao said: "Do I know you?"

"Of course we know each other." The little monk pointed to the front and said, "We met not long ago."

At this moment, Chu Hao stared at the little monk's eyebrows, and suddenly felt creepy!He finally knew where this sense of familiarity came from, this guy looked so much alike!

"You are Shen Longqiang?!" Chu Hao lost his voice.

The little monk nodded, and said: "That is my common name in the previous life, but now the little monk's dharma name is forgotten."

"You're not dead?" Chu Hao said with a chill in his back, "Or, are you just a wisp of soul now?"

"Is it important to die or not?" The little monk said with a vicissitudes on his face. "After death, I just go to another world. After death, I am reborn. I am already alive now, so death in the previous life is actually a good thing for me."

"What did you say inexplicably?" Chu Hao scorned, "Didn't you keep saying that you are a descendant of the great Shenlong family, and now that all the enemies who killed you are gone, you can still be so calm."

"Otherwise?" The little monk asked back: "What should I do? Should I kill them? Since they are all dead, is it useful to kill them? Can I live in my previous life?"

"What kind of logic is this?" Chu Hao sneered, "According to what you said, everyone doesn't need to seek revenge. You don't need to take revenge for killing your father, because you can't be resurrected at all; you don't need to take revenge for killing your family. Because it can't be revived either."

Unexpectedly, the little monk nodded solemnly, and said: "The benefactor is good at understanding, and he can understand a little bit, that's exactly how it is."

"You mother's shit." Chu Hao said coldly: "You can't be happy and unrestrained in life, and you dare not do everything like you, so what's the point? You were killed by a monk, and now you become a monk again , What a brilliant irony."

"Almsgiver, you are still only on the surface. All living beings have appearances. What you see are only appearances. They are all appearances in the body. They are all lost in the world. But everyone has a body and limbs, and they are all dominated by thoughts, but thoughts Invisible and intangible, it exists in the air, it is empty, and emptiness is the universe, turning our hearts into the universe, so why bother with those superficial things?"

The little monk chattered endlessly, saying: "In my previous life, I didn't realize this, so I hindered my great Buddha's cause. Now I wake up and get a relic from Master Nagarjuna to be resurrected. Therefore, for the sake of Buddhism and Taoism, I die. Not a pity."

Chu Hao couldn't understand what this guy was talking about at all, but he finally heard that Shen Longqiang was indeed resurrected from the dead, probably because his soul was still alive, so he was saved by that Nagarjuna's "relic".

It's just that this kid is young?

There was still the voice from the little monk in his ears, as if he was brainwashed and refused to stop.Chu Hao thought about the form and emptiness he was talking about, and suddenly remembered a sentence from his previous life.

Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form!

Everything is empty, the heart is the dominant, my heart is the universe, and emptiness is form.

Chu Hao had an inexplicable epiphany, and immediately closed his eyes, and the surroundings suddenly became empty. When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed!

The small island that Chu Hao saw just now was restored, surrounded by black waves lapping on the shore, and behind him, the yard was in ruins, not as clean and tidy as when he first saw it, and After nothing, the blood flowed like a river.

At this moment, it seemed as far away as a world away, the sky was still cold and deep, and the whole surrounding was extremely quiet.When Chu Hao looked at the little monk again, he found that the little monk had long since disappeared.

"Who is affecting my Dao heart!"

Chu Hao stepped on the ground and uttered angrily.He already knew that no matter whether that Shen Longqiang was real or not, no matter whether the little monk was really Shen Longqiang resurrected or not, but all of that was just an illusion, he fell into the illusion created by others!

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Bubbles suddenly appeared on the surface of the stagnant water, and then a monster with a strange shape like a lump of flat soft flesh floated out of the water.This thing looks strange, it is a solid mollusc creature, but upon closer inspection, it seems that it has several forms, which is not real.

"Has I been influenced by that little monk? Is it real or not?" Chu Hao cursed inwardly, calming down the disordered Dao heart just now.

The mirage belongs to the great monster of the ancient times, and it also had a prominent reputation in the ancient times. Although it does not have many attack methods, it has a kind of supernatural power that is its natal supernatural power. Even monks in the Mahayana period dare not underestimate the existence of it, that is, to create illusions .The illusion created by the powerful mirage is just like the real world, and it can capture the softest and most fragile part of the human heart and expand infinitely. Not only that, even monks in the Mahayana period accidentally fall into the illusion, and often cannot extricate themselves and become addicted forever.

The power of the mirage can be seen.

Chu Hao stared at the mirage, with vigilance in his eyes, and his true essence was ready to strike at any time.

His consciousness moved towards the mirage, but found that it was blocked by an invisible barrier. At this moment, he heard a dry singing, as familiar as in the illusion: "Amitabha."

Chu Hao squinted his eyes and saw a figure sitting on top of the mirage monster. The man was wearing a gray cassock, but he was an old monk.

That appearance is exactly the same as Shen Longqiang!

This person is a Buddhist practitioner!

"Do you want to use illusion again?" Chu Hao sneered.

The old monk jumped down from the mirage and landed on the edge of the small island, lowered his head and made a Buddha seal, and said with a smile: "Benefactor, do you think it is necessary?"

In an instant, a powerful aura erupted from the old monk's body, and the huge fluctuation of the aura made Chu Hao retreat dozens of steps before he stabilized his figure. Chu Hao looked at the old monk in amazement, his eyes full of unbelievable!

This Buddhist cultivator is much stronger than him, at least in the out-of-body stage, or even more!

The aura instantly enveloped Chu Hao. At this moment, Chu Hao didn't dare to move!