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Chapter 169 - Buddha's Morality (2)

The Monk suddenly said something completely unrelated, but the cat-demon was interested, it actually stopped its attack, and walked to the right place, and looked down at Monk from above: "Are you stupid? And before he died, he even told a story! "

After the cat-demon finished this sentence, it slapped its palm down, directly hitting the Monk's back.

Instantly, a line of blood, from the Neck to the depths of its back, flew out horizontally along with its skin and flesh.

The Monk knelt on one knee as if he did not know the pain, but he still raised his head and stared at the cat-demon: "Unfortunately, when the plague came, my parents also died in this disaster. At that time, I was thinking, why did no one help me, why did the immortals not come, I walked through every village, begging them to take me in, but no one was willing, I could not forget the look in everyone's eyes!"

The cat-demon licked its bloody claws, and the corners of its mouth raised slightly. Looking at Monk, it also stayed silent, as if it could already see its victory, and let it gently lower its claws. Monk was its trump card, killing this fellow would not take any effort at all.

Monk continued to narrate his own story, and said: "I had thought that I would eventually freeze to death on the streets, and at this time a Monk came to my front and gave me a bowl of meat to eat. At that time, I didn't understand why Monk would have meat on him, but I didn't think much of it and ate it all up, and afterwards, this Monk brought me out of the village to this Temple, and started cultivating. No matter what I asked him, he would tell me the truth, and the only thing he said to me was, that meat came from that year. When Master came to the village back then, he was already completely poor. He wanted to convert a lot of people, but he found out that the virus was powerful, and almost all of the people in the village were killed. When he met me that year, Master did not have a single drop of water on him for three days and three nights.

Since ancient times, eating human flesh has always been a taboo, and only the Demons would do such a thing. However, the story in front of me makes me understand that there is no taboo in this world, and this so-called taboo allows the heart to enter.

After Monk finished speaking, he forced himself up using his own body to support himself. He stared at the cat-demon, and without dodging in the slightest, he looked straight at his opponent and said: "After eating human flesh, I should have gone to hell. I am just living in the human world for a few more years and helping Master with some good deeds.

After Monk finished speaking, he actually extended his right hand and slapped his chest. From far away, I could hear the sound of his chest fracturing, I don't know why this guy committed suicide now, but I immediately prepared to go over. The pain in my body muscles was already beginning to cramp up, I used all my strength, and could only look at Monk from the sidelines and do something inconceivable!

The Monk's self-mutilation did not end as he continued to attack him. Every time he attacked, the sound of bones cracking would come from within his body and he would vomit more blood.

However, Xiao Bai reminded me at this moment, "To use this kind of spell, one must have stronger inner strength and mana, and also smash their own seven bone s to pieces, and display a strength that is more than seven times stronger. For anyone who uses this kind of spell, I have never seen anyone alive since ancient times!"

He did not expect that the other party would use a forbidden technique and ask Li Ruoxi to hurry up and stop the Monk, but it was already too late. When the Monk broke the seven bones in his body, his body shone with a golden light.

Behind Monk, a Buddha Statue appeared faintly. Like the Arhat, the Buddha Statue's left leg moved forward and its right hand moved backwards. It moved with the Monk's footsteps and approached the cat-demon!

Seeing that, the cat-demon felt a mist in its heart, it carefully retreated two steps, and then used its palm to fiercely attack Monk's head!

Just at this moment, when the cat-demon's claws touched Monk's head, the Buddha Statue behind him punched the head of the cat-demon at the same time.

In that moment, the Buddha Statue disappeared into a wisp of light and directly entered the cat-demon's head. Immediately after, the heart-tearing and lung-splitting sound of the cat-demon spread throughout the sky!

In less than half an incense's time, the cat-demon's entire body slowly shrank until it was the size of a small wild cat. It laid in the middle of the Road and then it spat out blood as it died from the explosion.

After seeing that the cat-demon had died, I hurriedly got everyone to help me walk to Ma Long's side.

Monk was already bleeding from all seven orifices, but he still carried a faint smile on his face. Before I could even walk over, Monk already spoke first, "I helped Master out a lot, right?"

The Monk was still standing there. I nodded at him, but he didn't move. He just stood there, not moving at all.

I prepared to grab onto Monk and find a place to treat my injuries. Li Ruoxi suddenly stopped me, shook his head, and said: "He just wants to stand."

When I looked back at the Monk, I finally understood the meaning of standing here.

It was not that he wanted to stand, but to stand here and guard forever.

Ma Long was dead.

His body was standing in front of us, still smiling.

I don't know why, but this time it felt different. Normally, if someone had died beside me, I would have felt sad, but this time it was joy.

It's not my happiness, but the joy of the Monk itself.

It was as if a Japanese warrior had died under a blade. This kind of death was a kind of fate, for those who believed in Buddha, this was the best ending for this Monk.