Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

The Eighteen Bronze Man Formation coincides with the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams, and it is endlessly alive, and it is impossible for idlers to break through it.

However, in the face of seventy years of internal strength, it was useless, the bamboo pole in the old lady's hand turned into an afterimage, a powerful momentum swept the audience, and all the monks flew upside down, coughing up blood.

The formation was defeated in an instant.

"Buddhist monks, that's all. They search for flowers and ask willows all day long, and their cultivation is not advancing but retreating."

The old lady said lightly.

"How many years of skill has the ghost mother-in-law given you?"

The abbot was shocked and angry, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Not much, just seventy years."

"madman!"

"So what about the madman, as long as you can flatten your Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, everything is worth it."

The old lady slashed out a sword aura, swept across the crowd, and walked towards the inner courtyard, as if entering a land without people.

"Amitabha, Su Meier, if you leave now, the poor monk will not hold you accountable."

The abbot said slowly with a gloomy face.

The old lady remembered that seven years ago, she sneaked into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and pleaded for Wang Wang. On the surface, the abbot was kind-hearted, but secretly drugged himself, leaving him alone with him.

Afterwards, under the banner of the Righteous Way, this monk united with a group of so-called righteous people to take away all the female relatives of the Hehuan Sect and kill all the men.

What he did after that, even a fool can guess.

She didn't understand, with such a sect, why did the monk forget about it? With the other party's ability, it is not difficult to escape.

"die!"

There is nothing to talk about with Wanfozi, this is a life and death enmity, and one must die.

A bamboo pole in her hand is flying up and down, with sword energy flying horizontally. In the past seven years, in order to make up for the lack of moves, she has only practiced one sword, and she has perfected it.

Tap your toes lightly, your figure is fluttering, and the power in your dantian is mobilized at this moment.

It's no harm to slaughter the whole world with a cold light.

"This skill, this sword technique!"

The old monk was terrified and panicked to fight, the sword light pierced his lute bone, just like he pierced Monk Wang back then.

The sword light swept across, and the monks watching the battle fell down in pieces, their heads flew up, and blood spattered three feet.

"Demon girl, the old monk has long known that your mind has been corroded by the devil's energy. It was the worst choice for the old monk not to kill you that day!"

The old monk was full of flaws.

"People in the right way will not let you go."

"People in the right path are dead, and you are the last one."

Wiping the bamboo pole in her hand, the old lady said lightly.

"you……"

The old monk wanted to say something, but the cold light burst out, and the bamboo pole easily pierced his chest, nailing him firmly in front of the Buddhist hall.

The blood gushed like a pillar, the old monk couldn't stop, wanted to give in and call for help, but found that the figure of the old lady had already disappeared, looking at the monastery with corpses in front of him, the old monk screamed, he was a little crazy.

Outside the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

The old lady wiped the snow on the plaque with a bamboo pole, and the Buddha characters were revealed again.

For the first time in seven years, she laughed as she listened to the frenzied roar and roar in the temple.

"Monk, now the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is a Buddhist gate."

In front of the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the old monk lost a lot of blood, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Vaguely, he heard the sound of the chains colliding, and tried to open his eyes wide, and a figure appeared in front of him.

The old monk was overjoyed, "Forget about it, save me quickly. It was the witch who came. She killed all the brothers in the temple. You save me and redeem my sins. I can let you go!"

Liao Wang looked down at the blood hole on the old monk's chest and smiled slightly.

"Abbot, my disciple's catastrophe has passed and he has become a Buddha. In the eyes of this little monk, the current world is just a karma."

The old monk's face was dull, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, "If you become a Buddha, you should save people. Don't you want to live in peace forever? Saving a person's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This is a great merit!"

Liao Wang shook his head, and said lightly, "Abbot, have you forgotten how to teach the monk seven years ago? Everything is karma, and your karma needs to be faced by yourself."

The old monk was shocked, looking at Wang Wang's sincere and clear eyes, he understood that what the other party said was true, such clear eyes could not be pretended, the other party had really entered the state of a saint.

Right and wrong, right or wrong, can no longer shake the other party. Today's forgetfulness, not looking at right or wrong, only looking at cause and effect, this is not a comprehension of some kind of knowledge, but a state from the heart.

He didn't understand, how could this elm head be enlightened, how could it be possible to enter this state, how could it be possible to survive the catastrophe of love even though it had never played with a woman before?

"You're... taking revenge on me..."

The old monk died, he was not reconciled, and died with his eyes open.

"Abbot, your karma is over."

Liao Wang looked indifferent, and helped the old monk close his eyes.

When a Buddha's heart comes out, what he sees is no longer people, but the inextricable connections between people.

Walking slowly towards the outside of the temple, stepping out, shrinking the ground into an inch, a few flashes disappeared in the heavy snow.

...

On the cliff, Liao Wang came to the side of the pinned young man.

I reached out to touch it, but it passed directly through its body.

"Sure enough, there is no second victim. You are the little monk. You are the weak side of the little monk's heart. You have resisted the grievances, sorrow, confusion and confusion for the little monk. Now the catastrophe of the little monk is over. You and I should try again. come together."

"If you don't have the courage to accept yourself, little monk, you don't need to talk about Buddha anymore."

Liao Wang smiled lightly, showing a relieved look.

The young man who was crucified in front of him raised his head slightly, smiled at Wang Wang, turned into stars and disappeared in place, submerged in Wang Wang's body.

The picture flow.

The old lady was staggering, bleeding from the corner of her mouth. She was so old that she was too old, and all the remaining vitality was used in the battle just now.

Her spirit was severely overdrawn, and she couldn't live anymore.

The old lady did not walk out of the Western Desert, she leaned against a big tree, lay down slowly, closed her eyes, with a smile on her mouth, completely lifeless.

The void twisted for a while, forgetting the appearance of the figure, picked up the old lady, and disappeared into the distance.

Three days later, somewhere in a dense forest.

The ghost mother-in-law stared at the young man in front of her in horror, "You are only twenty-seven this year, how could you be so strong!"

Monk Liao Wang slowly put down the corpse in his hand, "Young monk has become a Buddha, do you recognize this person?"

"Yes, the old lady gave her seventy years of skill."

"I understand the rules, return the Shouyuan to her, and the karma monk will take care of it."

The ghost mother-in-law was very straightforward, pinched her hands, and the cold breath rushed to the old lady's body. The white hair turned into black hair in an instant, and the withered body was revived again.

"After three days, you can come back to life, what do you give in exchange?"

"Innate treasure, Buddha relic."

"to make!"

The ghost mother-in-law's eyes shot out, and she earned it.

Liao Wang was very straightforward, one hand pierced into the lower abdomen, blood gushed out, took out the relic, and handed it to the ghost mother-in-law.

"Money and goods cleared!"

The ghost mother-in-law turned around and disappeared into the forest.

Monk Liao Wang looked indifferent, walked slowly to the side of the old lady, and sat down cross-legged.

"The karma is over, but in the future, there will be no steamed buns."