The Genius

It is also a pavilion for watching the sun in Baima temple.

The pavilion is located on the top of the mountain, leaning out of the cliff and flying in the wind. It is the best place for the whole country to see the sunrise.

The only drawback is that the pavilion is too small.

It can only allow three people to sit, but also too dangerous, under the rock is the abyss, a careless fall on the bones.

When ye Tianlong came to the Bell Pavilion with an umbrella, the bell of Baima Temple Rang "Dang" again, and thunder spread slowly in the mountains.

"Boom -"

seems to be awakened, hit the Bell Pavilion backlog of rain, crash down, let the already hazy Pavilion, become more blurred line of sight.

However, ye Tianlong can still capture that there is a monk in white sitting in the pavilion. His body is huge, sitting like a mountain, quiet as water.

Ye Tianlong walked past with an umbrella: "Ye Tianlong has seen the master."

Close examination shows that under the slightly white eyebrows of the emperor, his eyes are as sharp as eagles. The white monk's clothes are hunting in the wind and rain.

Looking at Ye Tianlong approaching step by step, Bai chadi suddenly gave a faint smile. Their eyes locked in the air, revealing their mutual exploration.

At this time, the body of the White Emperor has been, such as a thunderbolt:

"Ye Tianlong, is the peace casino you bombed?"

Questioning is like a sharp sword, piercing the heart.

"Yes, I did."

Ye Tianlong's eyes couldn't stop squinting, but his pace was still firm and powerful, and his rhythm was not disordered.

The white Cha emperor is again a fierce to drink: "water submerges three armed forces also is what you do?"

"Yes, I set it up."

Ye Tianlong's spirit was not moved by it. His heart was firm and he came back to the pavilion in a loud voice.

Bai chadi's voice was even more fierce: "last night, the red light district was full of blood. Is it related to you?"

Ye Tianlong still held his head high: "yes, many of them are dead in my hands."

"Two hundred and fifty lives in the peace casino, 430 lives in the armed forces, 108 lives in red light Lane..."

Baichadi pointed a little, and his momentum was amazing: "Ye Tianlong, you came to cuiguo only a few days, and you took 788 lives."

"You know, they are all fresh lives. They are all people who have wives, children and parents."

"You have killed 788 people and destroyed 788 families. You are guilty and will go to hell for 18 times."

If we say that the first three questions are like thunder in our ears, then the last one is a huge bell ringing in the heart.

It is like the echo of the bell in Baima temple, which is repeated in the soul.

Ye Tianlong said with a long smile, "no matter how many lives you have, you are just a prisoner in hell."

"If 788 people don't die, 77 million innocent people will suffer."

"I may have destroyed 788 families, but I have also saved 77 million."

He looked at baichadi and said, "master, if you indulge in sin, you will commit a crime, you will go against the way, and you will be sorry to thousands of believers in Shanmen."

"They are also punished by the way of heaven and the law. No matter how much truth you have, it's not the reason why you neglect people's lives."

"You can save people, but you are not qualified to kill people."

Baichadi is like a God's residence, interrogating Ye Tianlong: "the way of heaven circulates. Sooner or later, you who kill will become the one who is killed."

Ye Tianlong asked: "what is the way of heaven?"

"All things, all people, have been predestined for a long time," he said

Ye Tianlong burst out with a smile: "it's predestined that I have 788 people in my hand. How can the master know that it's not the way of heaven?"

Ye Tianlong's response is like a dragon chant. It conveys firm meaning and endless momentum, which makes him move forward with pressure.

I didn't expect that his scolding and asking directly at his own heart not only didn't weaken Ye Tianlong's momentum, but also strengthened his strength and even strengthened his upright spirit.

"It's the way of heaven for you to kill, so it's doomed for me to do it."

In addition to showing some appreciation in his eyes, he also showed a cool brilliance. His slender fingers suddenly picked up seven pieces.

One shot.

"Whoosh -"

the seven white pieces, like sharp arrows, take ye Tianlong.

It's fast and urgent.

There was no accident on Ye Tianlong's face. When baichadi asked, he had already strained his nerves, so when the chess pieces came, his umbrella dropped.

After that, one load, one turn.

"Pa pa pa -"

in the rotation of the umbrella, seven chessmen came one after another with great power.

When the seven chessmen touched the umbrella, they didn't have a hard collision. Instead, they spun with the umbrella.Ye Tianlong didn't break it or block it. Instead, he turned his umbrella to hold seven pieces of white chess.

Like the Big Dipper, the seven pieces slide against the umbrella, but even if they can't break the surface of the umbrella, they won't fall to the ground.

The umbrellas turned more and more quickly, and the seven white chess pieces soon turned into white dots,

"whoosh -"

the next second, ye Tianlong's umbrellas shook, and the seven white chess pieces went back to the pavilion like raindrops, straight for baichadi.

"Hoo -"

seeing the long line of white chess hitting him, he showed appreciation on his face, then raised his slender left hand and waved his sleeve gently.

Seven pieces fell into his sleeve in an instant, like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

When the White Emperor drooped his long sleeves, seven pieces fell one after another, and they were still stacked together.

Although the cold wind blows, but the seven pieces do not collapse, like a small tower standing.

"After all, it's a little younger. It's not up to your standard."

He looked at Ye Tianlong with a smile. Just as he was about to say the next sentence, his face suddenly changed.

"Pa Pa Pa --"

in the field of vision, the seven white chess pieces stacked together suddenly broke, one by one turned into powder, and the accumulated pieces instantly turned into a pile of powder.

When the cold wind blows, the powder "boom" spreads, contaminating the whole body of the emperor.

There was an unbelievable light in the eyes of bachati.

It's too coincidental to say that it's too coincidental. It's too shocking to say that it's done intentionally after accurate calculation!

Ye Tianlong chuckled: "master, I'm sorry. I'm a little stronger."

"However, Buddhism pursues returning dust to dust and returning earth to earth. Seven pieces can't be made into pieces, but they can still cultivate plants."

He said softly, "this is the way of heaven."

Ye Tianlong's smile is warm, without the slightest smell of fireworks. Suddenly, his whole body exudes a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

At this moment, he had the demeanor of bachadi.

With a smile, baichadi sighed:

"Zhao ditian really has a good younger brother..."