Eternal Demon King

"This... Fellow Daoist Chu is really a blue lantern next to the statue of Buddha in the West?"

"It should be said that it is an eternal blue lamp."

"Eternal blue lantern?"

"Buddhist green lamps are mostly made of hard branches, and the same is true for the eternal green lamps, but this lamp is made from the trunk of an ancient evergreen tree, and the lamp oil is refined from the bark of the evergreen tree, so it will never last forever. will go out."

"What is the evergreen tree?"

"This tree was planted by Xitian Buddha himself, and it is regarded as a sacred tree of Buddhism and Taoism by Buddhist monks. Once it grows, it will last forever."

"No wonder fellow Daoist Chu looks so young forever, but can a lamp really give birth to wisdom?"

"A stubborn stone has the possibility of turning into a human being, not to mention an evergreen lamp that accompanies the ancient Buddha? With wisdom, I can no longer bear the loneliness and loneliness of Buddhism, and I just want to be a real, flesh and blood."

"Didn't fellow Daoist succeed in the end?"

"No, I haven't succeeded. No matter how I comprehend the Buddhadharma or practice secretly, my wisdom is always only a little bit, far from being enough to make me truly transform into a human being."

"How did that fellow Daoist get to where you are today?"

"It's very simple. I gave up my body and put a little of my spirituality into the human womb to start a new life. And relying on a Buddha's heart, my practice will not encounter too many obstacles, even if I come If you can’t reach the supreme realm of the Western Heavenly Buddha, you will definitely be a Buddhist Bodhisattva.”

"I see."

After some conversation, Yang Xuan's heart was touched not too big, and he couldn't help but have a little respect for Chu Yangzi.

This person has paid too much to become a person, and this may not be as easy as he said.

Just like in cultivation, you have been fighting against the heavens and the earth all your life, and a blue lamp is still like this, why shouldn’t my monks do it?

"Hehe, the ancient Buddha lost the evergreen lamp, just like the pearl covered in dust. What I did is not only against the sky, but also blasphemy against the Buddha in the West. I have no choice but to regret it."

"Xitian Buddha is a great sage with virtue. If you think about it, you won't blame Daoist friends for this. Daoist friends don't have to worry about it, or even blame yourself."

Yang Xuan comforted.

"Thank you."

Chu Yangzi cupped his hands gratefully.

"Don't thank me, if you and I switch identities, I'm afraid I will do the same thing as fellow Daoist."

Yang Xuan waved his hand.

"Chu Mousheng doesn't have many friends, and this little friend is one of them. Please take this elixir of longevity first."

"This……"

"Take it, the little friend's life is not much, but I still want you to use the power of fate. If the little friend refuses to accept it, I will not be able to live with it in my conscience."

"Well, I will accept this pill."

Yang Xuan was not hypocritical, he stretched out his hand and took the elixir of longevity handed over by Chu Yangzi, and swallowed it in one mouthful.

As expected of the elixir of longevity, it really contains the great fortune of heaven. As the medicinal pill was dissolved in the body, Yang Xuanneng could clearly feel that his almost withered vitality was gradually becoming abundant.

A little bit of vitality, constantly gathering in the body, gave him a wonderful and incomparably comfortable feeling.

However, this wonderful feeling did not last long. When all the medicinal power disappeared, Yang Xuan completely woke up from it.

"How do you feel, little friend?"

Chu Yangzi asked with a smile.

"Haha, very good."

Yang Xuan laughed loudly, and both his body and soul felt rejuvenated.

Of course, there are also regrets, such as his gray hair, which has not changed much because of the increase in life expectancy.

White hair is still white hair, although there is a little black silk in it, it still can't cover up the white hair on the head.

"Unfortunately, I only have one elixir of longevity. If there is a second pill, it may be able to restore your original appearance."

Chu Yangzi sighed lightly.

"It doesn't matter, the flesh is just an illusion, it's just a teenager's gray hair. Don't you think that I look so attractive?"

Chu Yangzi was speechless. Although he regarded Yang Xuan as a friend, he always felt that this friend's personality seemed a little cynical.

"Haha, a joke, it's purely a joke, fellow Daoists don't need to care."

Yang Xuan quickly laughed again.

"It's okay, it's also an honor for someone like Chu to meet such an interesting person as Xiaoyou."

Chu Yangzi was serious.

"Okay, let's start now."

Yang Xuan raised his hand, the seed of fate condensed in his palm, and he was about to erase the cause and effect between him and Immortal Emperor Beixuan for Chu Yangzi.

"Little friend is a big favor, Chu will never forget it. Regardless of whether this is successful or not, Chu will not resent the little friend, and he will not let the old thief from Beixuan get what he wants."

Chu Yangzi shouted like an old thief, showing how much hatred he had for Immortal Emperor Beixuan in his heart.

Yang Xuan is not surprised. After all, Chu Yangzi is not a Buddhist monk in the true sense. His body is just a wise and intelligent life born by chance.

"What exactly do you want me to do, fellow Daoist?"

Yang Xuan asked.

"Heaven and earth are the furnace, fate is the fire, and all things can be burned. What the little friend needs to do next is to help me burn out the Buddha-nature in my heart."

"Can this work?"

"It'll be fine, even if I lose my Buddha's heart, I can still survive. The Buddha's heart just makes my cultivation smooth sailing, but practice is practice, how can I not experience wind and rain? Without tempering, no matter how high a person's talent is It will be hard to come by.”

"If that's the case, then I'll do it."

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and activated the little fate technique, and the seed of fate in his hand suddenly turned into a flaming flame.

At the same time, his lifespan is rapidly decreasing.

This is the seed of reckless fate, the side effect of the technique of recklessly ignoring small fate, and as his lifespan decreases, the fire of fate in his palm becomes more and more vigorous.

In the dark, all the lifespan he lost was transformed into the power of fate, and the increase in the power of fate also strengthened the fire of fate.

"You still need to be careful, as the fire of fate burns the Buddha's heart, it will inevitably arouse the causal energy that the old thief Beixuan left in my heart."

After saying that, Chu Yangzi slammed his chest, opened his mouth and spat out a heart that shone brightly.

This heart is his Buddha's heart, which contains endless Buddha's will, but now, Chu Yangzi is going to use the fire of fate to burn out the eternal Buddha's will in his heart, and turn this Buddha's heart into a mortal heart.

At this moment, Yang Xuan was at a loss for words. He maintained the fire of fate with a little fate technique, which made him suffer to the death. Fortunately, Chu Yangzi didn't make him wait for a long time, and in an instant he threw his Buddha's heart into the sea of ​​​​fire. middle.

"what!"

For a time, Chu Yangzi felt like he was in purgatory, a Buddha heart and his body were enduring great pain.

The heart and the body are connected, and every damage will be damaged. As the Buddha's heart is burned by the fire of destiny, Chu Yangzi's body is also burned, becoming shaky, flickering and dark, as if it will disappear at any time.