Chapter 1016

In fact, there is no essential difference between the wind of hell and the wind of Yang;

It is nothing more than the difference of scenery that leads to the feeling of the wind, which is implicated in overturning the appearance.

It's like standing on the shore of Erh blowing the wind and standing on the Sahara blowing the wind.

At this time,

Mount Tai, the most sacred and supreme place in hell for thousands of years,

A huge thing with incomparable volume is frantically pouring its own blood.

The wind in this area is filled with a suffocating smell of blood.

There was a wise man in the sun who painted green paint on the barren mountains in order to cope with the environmental protection inspection above;

At this time,

Listen to the blood,

Just like a huge red paint can,

The whole Mount Tai and its surrounding area are thoroughly dyed with red.

On cliff walls, streams, and vegetation,

As if in the boundless,

It seems that there is only one kind of red left.

Listening to the boy sitting on his body, his face was extremely sad and anxious,

In my heart, I was extremely excited,

Sprinkle it,

Sprinkle it,

Sprinkle more,

Sprinkle quickly,

With the blood of listening,

In the future, my manor is destined to become the most fertile land in the whole hell!

The boy's mind seemed to have emerged the great satisfaction of becoming the first farmer in hell.

There are such people in this world. Their pursuit deviates from the rhythm of the public, but they are lonely and persistent in pursuing their own inner peace.

At this point,

Teenagers are actually very similar to Bodhisattvas.

Da Changqiu appeared at the foot of the mountain with a mouth full of body integrity, and Xiao Jiu stood beside him, holding an umbrella for him.

Behind them,

There are also seven Chang Shi standing side by side,

Whether it's the former ten regular attendants or the current nine regular attendants, what changes is the number, but what doesn't change is the kind of insistence that the family should be neat no matter what they do.

Originally, dachangqiu didn't intend to go through this muddy water.

He has seen people like Bodhisattva who were punched three times in a day. To be honest, if it was put on him, he simply couldn't bear it.

Even if I endured it, it was also overwhelming. I broke my teeth and swallowed it in my stomach. I endured humiliation and looked forward to revenge and anti killing.

People, in the past, barefoot people were not afraid of wearing shoes. They had a wound on their body. They spit on it and rubbed it. They should do whatever they want;

But with the rise of status and strength, those things that used to feel meaningless began to become more and more important, even to the point of inviolability.

Therefore, this is the most admired and feared place of Bodhisattva before dachangqiu.

This kind of person, with a deep obsession, has not been corroded by the so-called power and status. Therefore, once this kind of person really has a mental problem, it will be the most terrible if he is possessed by something.

His obsessions, beliefs and pursuits that used to constrain him will be ignored at this time,

Like a imprisoned beast, all the shackles on his body were untied in an instant.

Tut Tut,

Dachangqiu subconsciously smashed her mouth,

His head deliberately poked outside the umbrella,

The tip of the tongue waited for a while, but it still waited until the blood beads dropped on it, and slowly tasted it, with a little fishy and spicy flavor.

"Take some of them for me. I'll find something to drink with and get rid of the fishy smell."

"Here!"

The seven Chang attendants behind them took out their storage magic tools and began to gather up the blood all over the sky. They were very busy.

Xiao Jiu looked at Da Changqiu with some doubts,

Avenue:

"Brother, don't we go up?"

"Wait, wait."

Dachangqiu stretched himself,

"If the fly doesn't bite the seamless egg, you have to let the seam crack a little more."

Xiao Jiu frowned slightly, and always felt that this seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Pa!"

Da Changqiu slapped Xiao Jiu in the back of his head,

Scold:

"I can afford to joke about myself. What kind of airs do you have for me here?"

Xiao Jiu is a little wronged.

"With this face in mourning again, believe it or not, I'll send you up and get ourselves a good luck."

"........" Xiao Jiu.

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At this moment, I didn't know that Jiuchang attendants were standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the scenery, collecting their own blood and planning to go back to make wine;

Even if I knew it, I couldn't care about it now.

It is more worried about Bodhisattva.

Buddha and devil are often just a thought. Among Buddhists, there are not a few who accidentally fall into the devil at the end of practicing Buddhism.

Moreover, the higher the Buddha is, the easier it is to be possessed;

This often means that all the previous accumulated merits and virtues have been lost, and the foundation has collapsed.

The figure of the Bodhisattva appeared on the altar table, on the futon, at the door and in the inner room;

Every Bodhisattva is reading the sutras, making great wishes, and talking;

Listening is good at listening to everything, but at this moment, it can't hear all the words of the Bodhisattva clearly. It's too much and too miscellaneous, and its own consciousness is constantly distorted and ravaged in this.

It wants to go out, but it can't go out. It knows that it has been forced to be in this cage by the Bodhisattva, and this was originally the cage set by the Bodhisattva himself. He imprisoned himself here, listening to himself and breaking in.

It doesn't know what happened to the Bodhisattva, which made such a big change in just one year.

A year's time may not be too long for ordinary people in the sun, but it is naturally shorter and shorter for those hell bosses whose longevity has been calculated for thousands of years.

But it was after the fall of Yama that Bodhisattva began to have this symptom.

Originally, I thought that with the ability of Bodhisattva, I could adjust myself completely.

Because he is a Bodhisattva, the true supreme will of hell for thousands of years.

But the problem is much more serious than listening expected.

And when it really planned to come and check, it found that things had been too difficult to clean up.

It's better than dachangqiu's not daring to run to the top of Mount Tai at this time. It's enough to see how terrible a Bodhisattva with an unconsciousness of mind is.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva............"

Listening is still suffering while continuing to call the Bodhisattva.

What it is doing now is nothing more than hoping to wake up a trace of clarity of Bodhisattva in its call. As long as it can play a little role, it believes that Bodhisattva can calm itself down.

Its advantage lies in its strong physique, so it can share the torture of consciousness with its own flesh;

But its disadvantage is also this. It can hear a lot, but it can do little.

There is no omnipotent existence, even if listening to this level of existence, in its seemingly long life, it can only choose a way to walk specially.

However,

When listening to gradually feel desperate,

It suddenly found,

The sound in the small temple suddenly disappeared. Almost in an instant, the environment here fell into a kind of audible silence.

From the previous hustle and bustle, which makes people's soul almost burst, suddenly turned into this nihility that seems to instantly devour all the noise;

This kind of conversion makes people very uncomfortable. Even if it's listening, they can only quietly scan around with scarlet eyes at this time.

Finally,

It saw the Bodhisattva,

The Bodhisattva came to the front of the futon,

Put your hands together and knelt down.

In front of Bodhisattva,

It's still a table,

On the table,

It's a puddle of mud.

"Here you are."

The voice of the Bodhisattva came.

Listening to a long sigh of relief, the big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

At this time,

It respectfully put its hands together,

Facing the figure of Bodhisattva,

Pious way:

"Here I am."

The Bodhisattva nodded, listening to him, and he was worshipping the table.

"How is the Bodhisattva?"

Listen and ask.

"Well."

Listening to Wen Yan, I felt that the Bodhisattva had overcome it, and things finally subsided.

In fact, above Mount Tai, its body is really no longer bleeding;

However,

Its body, not blood, is not blood, but it is slowly expanding. Its already huge and frightening body, like a balloon, begins to grow larger and larger

In the small temple,

The mud in front of the Bodhisattva began to creep slowly, as if driven by ideas, it had some connection with some existence in the dark.

Bodhisattva murmured:

"You know, what does it mean that hell is not empty and vows not to become a Buddha?"

As a Bodhisattva's Mount, put aside in the past, there is not little to discuss lessons with Bodhisattva.

That is, over the past few hundred years, with everything stable, this kind of opportunity is much less.

Listening to the busy respectfully replied:

"When hell is no longer hell, when Yang is no longer Yang; when hell is regarded as Yang, when Yang is regarded as hell;

The real sunshine is naturally the travel of thousands of ghosts; The real hell is already empty.

The great wish of Bodhisattva can be achieved, and the Buddha's throne is in hand, and his merits and virtues are complete. "

"This is what I said to him."

Listening, nodding, he knew who the Bodhisattva meant by "he".

"People, when they are born, ask for Tao, search and peace.

After the great turbulence, there is great peace;

After the great agitation, there is no dirt;

After great tribulation, there is great freedom;

Listen carefully............ "

"I'm here, Bodhisattva."

"You know what I want?"

Listen carefully and look at the table. The mud on the table has condensed a person's lower body.

"Congratulations to Bodhisattva, congratulations to Bodhisattva, millennium plan, Millennium wait, Millennium layout, and finally lead to the true immortal Buddha Dharma!"

Listen and kneel down.

At first, when yinggou first met Bodhisattva;

Yinggou said that he was not used to having others sitting on his head.

Bodhisattva said that he was not used to his empty table.

After hearing the congratulations of listening,

The Bodhisattva turned his head,

The body twisted into a very exaggerated and strange arc,

Listening, stunned to see,

The mask of Bodhisattva is melting,

It's like a pool of molten iron dripping slowly.

The Bodhisattva's voice is faint,

Avenue:

"Really?"

Listen, look up,

Looking at the shaped sculpture on the table,

This sculpture is heroic,

This sculpture is magnificent,

Until listening to see the head of the sculpture,

His body trembled violently,

Showing disbelief,

Exclaimed:

"Why him!"

This plot is too difficult to write. It took a long time to pave the way. When I really wrote it here, I felt it was very difficult to do it.

I wrote a chapter the night before I sat on the computer. Today is a chapter, long dare not force to write down for the sake of quantity.