Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

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　　"Demon? The poor monk is just a monk." Wuxin replied,

　　When the Red Corpse God heard the words, he sneered directly.

　　"Monk? Hehe, I really haven't seen any monk who has murderous aura, heavier than me."

　　"Obviously it's the devil, it's interesting to have to pretend to be a monk."

　　"What is a costume?"

　　"It's the donor who took the picture."

　　"The devil...why can't it be a Buddha?"

　　"The world turns, the great devil... is also the great Buddha!"

　　Heartless treasures are solemn.

　　Putting his hands together, he explained seriously to the person in front of him,

　　After saying this.

　　The terrifying demonic energy that was surging all over the body on the statue of the Slaughtering Demon Buddha behind him was instantly taken away.

　　Dao Dao Buddha light, rose up.

　　The Scarlet Corpse Divine Monarch staring at him.

　　His expression was full of horror.

　　……

　　You must know that this is in the mindless sea of consciousness, not the outside world.

　　If outside.

　　Not to mention the transformation of the Demon Buddha.

　　Even if he wanted the Buddha to become a woman directly, he would not be surprised at all.

　　After all, it was all illusion, and even he could easily do it.

　　But at this moment, this is not anywhere else, but the secret realm of the sea of knowledge.

　　Here is the spiritual soul of a monk,

　　The abode of the soul.

　　What is manifested here naturally also confirms the truest thoughts of the monks in disguise.

　　All of this cannot be explained by pure soul cultivation.

　　So now, the Red Corpse Divine Sovereign will be shocked.

　　After living for a thousand years, it was the first time he saw that someone really perfectly combined the Buddha's energy and the devil's energy.

　　……

　　"You bastard... You actually cultivated the Demon Buddha and came out? How did you do it?"

　　The Red Corpse God was speechless.

　　But after a while, when he returned to his senses, his expression became firm again.

　　snorted again.

　　"But what about the Demon Buddha?"

　　"If you are a true Buddha, this seat may really fear you for three points."

　　 "Right now it's just a Demon Buddha."

　　"What is there to fear in this seat?"

　　……

　　"Oh? Do you think the poor monk is just bluffing?"

　　"Whether you are bluffing or not, since this seat has already entered the secret realm of your Consciousness Sea, how could you just retreat like this? Your body is destined to be in this seat's pocket!"

　　The Red Corpse God snorted coldly.

　　Between the words, he still chose to shoot.

　　Now the magic trick works.

　　With a big palm, he slapped it straight forward.

　　In an instant, he saw endless blood energy, surging out with his right palm.

　　In that blood, there is a turbid demon.

　　In an instant, the entire secret realm of Wuxin's Sea of Consciousness was reflected in blood red.

　　In a trance, there seems to be a blood moon.

　　In the field, rising slowly.

　　……

　　Bloody moonlight, with madness and killing intent.

　　But Wuxin looked at the bloody moonlight this time.

　　In the depths of his eyes, there is peace and tranquility.

　　"Ask the Bodhisattva why he is sitting upside down, and sigh that the common people refuse to turn back."

　　"Red corpse, don't you understand it yet?"

　　"It's not that you broke into the secret realm of the sea of knowledge... but this seat, I took the initiative to give you the opportunity to put you into the secret realm of the sea of knowledge."

　　"You are obsessed with thousands of heart demons in the sea of blood, and combined with the flower demon of the other side. The body is between the virtual and the real. If you escape with all your heart, let alone the half-step Bodhisattva, even if Daluo Jinxian shoots himself, it will be difficult to find yours. trace."

　　"Only by introducing you into the secret realm of the Sea of Consciousness can you force you to truly reveal your true body."

　　"Can you really... trap you here!"

　　……

　　Inadvertently speaking, in the depths of the sea of consciousness on all sides, black lotuses began to unfold one after another.

　　Lotus is born thirty-two, and the pieces are not the same.

　　At this time, the lotus blossoms.

　　on each lotus petal.

　　There are all kinds of mysterious scriptures pouring out.

　　Scripture is connected.

　　At this time, a Buddhist cage that was completely transformed by scriptures actually formed.

　　One percent of the cage.

　　Fo Guang is like a big mountain, rolling down.