I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

The Eighteen Bronze Men Formation secretly conforms to the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams, and is endless. Ordinary people can't break it at all.

However, in front of the internal strength of seventy years, it is useless. The bamboo pole in the old lady's hand turned into a residual shadow, and the powerful momentum swept the whole place. All the monks flew out and coughed up blood.

The formation was defeated in an instant.

"Buddhist monks are nothing more than this. They spend all day seeking flowers and asking willows, and their cultivation has not improved but regressed."

The old lady said lightly.

"How many years of power did the ghost woman give you?"

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

"Not much, just seventy years."

"Crazy!"

"What if you are crazy? As long as I can flatten your Wanfo Temple, everything is worth it."

The old lady slashed out a sword energy, sweeping across the crowd, and walked towards the inner courtyard as if entering an empty space.

"Amitabha, Su Mei'er, if you leave now, I won't pursue you for anything."

The abbot said slowly with a gloomy face.

The old lady remembered that seven years ago, she sneaked into Wanfo Temple and pleaded for Lewang. The abbot looked kind on the surface, but secretly drugged her and left her alone with him. He wanted to do something shameful, but she bit off the root.

Afterwards, the monk, under the banner of righteousness, united a group of so-called righteous people, took away all the women of Hehuan Sect and killed all the men.

What happened next, even a fool can guess.

She didn't understand why Monk Lewang still wanted to stay with such a sect. With the other party's ability, it would not be difficult to escape.

"Die!"

There was nothing to say to Wanfozi. This was a life-and-death feud, and one of them had to die.

A bamboo pole in her hand flew up and down, and the sword energy was everywhere. For seven years, in order to make up for the shortcomings in her moves, she only practiced one sword and mastered it.

With a light tap of her toes, her body fluttered, and the power in her dantian was immediately mobilized.

A flash of cold light, it's no problem to kill the whole world.

"Such power, such swordsmanship!"

The old monk was horrified and tried to parry in panic. The sword light pierced his scapula, just like he pierced the monk Wang that year.

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

"Witch, I have long known that your mind has been eroded by the devil's energy. Not killing you that day was the most wrong choice for me!"

The old monk was tearing his eyes.

"The people of the righteous path will not let you go."

"The people of the righteous path have all died, and you are the last one."

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

"You..."

The old monk wanted to say something, but a cold light burst out, and the bamboo pole easily pierced his chest, nailing him to the front of the Buddha Temple.

Blood gushed out like a pillar, and the old monk couldn't stop it. He wanted to surrender and ask for help, but found that the old lady's figure had disappeared. Looking at the temple with corpses all over the ground, the old monk screamed, he was a little crazy.

Outside the Wanfo Temple.

The old lady used a bamboo pole to lightly sweep the snow on the plaque, and the word Buddha appeared again.

Listening to the crazy roars in the temple, she laughed for the first time in seven years.

"Monk, now, Wanfo Temple is a Buddhist sect."

In front of the Wanfo Temple, the old monk lost too much blood and his consciousness gradually blurred.

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

The old monk was overjoyed: "Liao Wang, save me quickly, it's that evil woman who has come. She killed all the brothers and sisters in the temple. If you save me, you will atone for your sins. I will forgive you for what happened!"

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

"Abbot, my calamity has passed and I have become a Buddha. In my eyes, the world today is just a cause and effect."

The old monk's face was dull, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes: "After becoming a Buddha, you should save people even more. Don't you want eternal peace? Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. This is a great merit!"

Liao Wang shook his head and said lightly: "Abbot, have you forgotten how you taught me seven years ago? Everything is cause and effect. You need to face your own cause and effect."

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

Right and wrong can no longer shake the other party. Now Liao Wang does not care about right or wrong, but only about cause and effect. This is not the understanding of some knowledge, but a state from the heart.

He does not understand how this wooden head can be enlightened, how can he enter this state, how can he survive the love tribulation when he has never played with a woman?

"You are... taking revenge on me..."

The old monk died, he was unwilling to die with his eyes open.

"Abbot, your cause and effect are over."

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

A Buddha's heart came into the world, he could not seeIt's not just people, but the intricate connections between people.

He walked slowly outside the temple, took one step, and the ground shrank into an inch. In a few flashes, he disappeared in the heavy snow.

...

On the cliff, Liao Wang came to the nailed young man.

He reached out to touch him, but he went straight through his body.

"Sure enough, there is no second victim. You are me, the weak side of me. You have taken on my grievances, sorrows, confusion and confusion. Now that my disaster is over, you and I should be reunited."

"If you don't even have the courage to accept yourself, I don't need to talk about Buddhism anymore."

Liao Wang smiled lightly, showing a relieved look.

The young man who was originally nailed to death in front of him raised his head slightly, smiled at Liao Wang, turned into a star point and disappeared on the spot, sinking into Liao Wang's body.

The picture flows.

The old lady staggered, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth. She was too old, and the little vitality she had left was all used in the battle just now.

Her energy and spirit were seriously overdrawn, and she could not survive.

The old lady did not walk out of the Western Desert. She leaned against a big tree, lay down slowly, closed her eyes, and smiled at the corners of her mouth, but she was lifeless.

The void twisted for a while, and Liaowang's figure appeared, picked up the old lady, and disappeared in the distance.

Three days later, in a dense forest somewhere.

The ghost granny stared at the young man in front of her with horror: "You are only 27 years old this year, how can you be so strong!"

The monk Liaowang slowly put down the corpse in his hand: "I have become a Buddha, do you recognize this person?"

"Yes, the old woman gave her 70 years of power."

"I know the rules, give her the life span back, and I will take care of the karma."

The ghost granny was very straightforward, pinching the seal with her hands, and the cold air rushed to the old lady's body. The white hair turned black in an instant, and the withered body was rejuvenated again.

"After three days, you can return to life. What do you want to exchange?"

"The innate treasure, the Buddha's relic."

"Okay!"

The ghost granny's eyes flashed, she made a profit.

Liaowang was very straightforward, one hand pierced into the lower abdomen, blood gushed out, took out the relic, and gave it to the ghost granny.

"Money and goods are clear!"

The ghost granny turned around and disappeared in the jungle.

Monk Liaowang walked slowly to the old lady with a calm expression and sat cross-legged.

"The cause and effect have been resolved, but there will be no more steamed buns from now on."