Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 522 Purdue sentient beings, kill Mo Luo! (ask for tickets at the end of the month)

In Li Daoxuan's memory, there is also a place in the Qingming Realm called the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness, on which there is also a red lotus karmic fire. He once used the Three Realms Gourd to collect it, and it played a big role in the battle.

But the sea of ​​bitterness there is undoubtedly nothing compared to here.

At the same time, he also realized that this world of the sea of ​​bitterness was created by Master Sanle with the help of the eight treasures of meritorious water, but it was not fake, but had various connections with the human world.

Just like the pictures in the world that he just saw.

"Master Sanle, what did you bring me here for?"

San Le clasped his hands together, bowed to Li Daoxuan, and said, "Li Xiaoyou, thank you for giving the poor monk a chance to realize his long-cherished wish."

Li Daoxuan asked inexplicably, "What long-cherished wish?"

San Le looked at the endless sea of ​​suffering, and there was an indescribable firmness in her calm eyes.

Under Li Daoxuan's gaze, he showed a golden body of Maitreya, one hundred feet tall, pointing to the sky and stepping on the ground, and fell into the sea of ​​suffering little by little.

Whoa!

The sea of ​​bitterness was boiling, and the filthy black liquid seemed to be leeches that smelled of blood, rushing desperately towards Sanle's body, a storm suddenly appeared on the originally calm sea, and raging waves hit.

San Le's expression was calm, and the golden Buddha was sitting in lotus position in the sea of ​​bitterness, shining brilliantly, evaporating the invading water of the sea of ​​bitterness into nothingness, like a sea needle in a storm.

But Li Daoxuan could sense the pain that Sanle was facing. His seemingly calm brows and eyes were a little distorted. Obviously, the feeling of falling into the sea of ​​bitterness was not pleasant, and it could even be said to be extremely tortured, which made this Buddhist great master show pain color.

More importantly, the mana in Maitreya's golden body is also rapidly depleting.

"Master Sanle, what are you doing?"

San Le looked pitifully.

"Crossing sentient beings."

……

In front of a Taoist temple.

The mother who abandoned her child came back again. After all, she couldn't abandon her own flesh and blood, and decided to live with her child no matter how difficult it was.

When she picked up the child, Zhizi let out a happy laugh, which shocked her whole body.

She took off the child's clothes and saw that the horrible tumor in the throat had disappeared, and her child could not only make a sound, but it was still so loud and powerful.

In the city of Yangzhou.

The couple who lost their child continued to search numbly. They had searched for more than 1000 days and nights, but there was no clue, and they were almost desperate.

Just as they were gnawing on the cold and hard steamed buns, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

An old beggar came to them with a little beggar, who was dirty and had a red birthmark on his face, and began to beg along the street.

The little beggar kept staring at them, as if trying to make sure of something.

The four eyes met, and a childish voice sounded.

"Father, mother?"

The red sun rises and the heavy rain stops.

The old woman continued to go to the entrance of the village to wait for her son who went out to do business with a cane. This was the sixth year, and her health was deteriorating. She wondered if she would be able to see her son again.

Passers-by advised her not to wait. Some said her son was dead, others said her son had made a fortune in business, married a beautiful wife and concubine, and would not come back again.

She didn't hear anything, and still waited stubbornly.

Until the moon rose, she stood up tremblingly, ready to go home.

Footsteps sounded suddenly.

She froze, and her cloudy old eyes were filled with tears.

This voice... She will never hear it wrong!
……

Li Daoxuan saw this scene through the eyes of the sky, and couldn't help being moved.

Master Sanle suppressed the sea of ​​suffering with his golden body, endured endless pain and torture, and also eliminated all kinds of suffering in the world.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hate parting.

Even the magic power of Maitreya's golden body couldn't stop such a huge consumption. San Le's golden body quickly dimmed, the Buddha's light disappeared, and it was almost corroded.

Melting a golden body, cutting a Buddha's bone, abolishing supernatural powers, loose cultivation...

The water of the sea of ​​bitterness is still raging and surging, with the power of Sanle alone, the suffering he can resolve is only a drop in the bucket, but he is calm and calm, and even has a trace of joy from the heart.

Li Daoxuan couldn't help asking: "Master Sanle, is it worth it?"

San Le smiled lightly.

Looking at the still vast sea of ​​bitterness, he said: "Little friend, don't look at the endless water of this sea of ​​bitterness, in fact there is a certain amount. The poor monks bear more, and the sentient beings can bear less."

After a pause, he said word by word: "I think this is the original intention of the Buddha to practice penance under the bodhi tree."

Li Daoxuan couldn't help but feel admiration. Many of today's Buddhist disciples are obsessed with inlaying golden bodies for Buddha, earning incense money for temples, and even opening up chambers of commerce.

But he forgot the true meaning of Buddhism to save all living beings, and he also forgot that the Buddha once gave up the wealth of a country, suffered a solar eclipse, became emaciated, and suffered a lot of hard work.

Buddhist disciples accept all kinds of precepts and practice hard in the world, not only to polish their minds, but also to make themselves suffer more, so that sentient beings suffer less.

With a compassionate heart, cultivate great love in the world.

Li Daoxuan saw a crystal clear Buddha's heart in Master San Le, but it's a pity that there are too few eminent monks like Master San Le.

The sea of ​​bitterness erodes, and the golden body is hard to get through.

Cracks began to appear on Maitreya Gold's body, and many places even had traces of severe corrosion. The gold leaf fell off and was stained with rust.

"Amitabha, with the depletion of the Buddha's power, the poor monk may not be able to hold Mo Luo anymore, but Li Xiaoyou, don't worry, what the poor monk left him is just a body riddled with holes and exhausted mana. You can easily kill him." killed him."

San Le said with a smile: "Don't be merciful just because of me, it's a poor monk's honor to be able to eliminate demons with one's body."

Li Daoxuan opened his mouth, but didn't say a word. He bowed his hands and saluted Sanle.

"Finally, in order to thank my little friend for your help this time, the poor monk has three gifts to give to the benefactor."

Not allowing Li Daoxuan to speak, he continued: "This first gift is Mo Luo's life."

Li Daoxuan was shocked.

Master Sanle's words seemed to imply something, did he know that he would be rewarded with the heavenly book after beheading Mo Luo?
Thinking about it this way, he suddenly understood why Master San Le only dragged himself into this sea of ​​suffering world, and isolated Niangniang and others.

He wanted to kill Mo Luo with his own hands!
Seeing Li Daoxuan's shocked eyes, San Le smiled and said, "You don't have to be nervous, the poor monk just saw some secrets before he passed away, and he is willing to help you."

"Master, do you know anything more, can you tell me?"

Li Daoxuan was very curious about the origin of "The Book of Demon Slayer", and at the same time, he also wanted to know, what is the terrifying existence that Mo Luo said could make gods and Buddhas disappear?
San Le shook his head, and said: "The poor monk can only see that you are not from this world, you have some strange abilities, and more, I don't know."

Li Daoxuan was shocked, Master Sanle could see that he was not from this world!
"Don't worry, little friend. The poor monk relied on the power of the future Buddha and the light of wisdom before his death to see through it. This secret cannot be seen by others."

"As for the second gift, it will be left in an ancient temple on a barren mountain sixty miles east of Luoyang City. As for what the treasure is, I will know it at the first sight. I believe it will surprise you."

"The last gift is a secret about Mo Luo that the poor monk inadvertently glimpsed while entangled with Mo Luo's soul."

San Le told this secret about Mo Luo, which made Li Daoxuan's pupils condense, and even a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Such an insidious plan, such a cunning Moro!
Li Daoxuan couldn't help secretly rejoicing, fortunately Master Sanle knew this secret, otherwise he might have made a big mistake!
Mo Luo is so scheming, it's really scary!
After saying these words, San Le seemed to let go of all burdens. He put his palms together and sat quietly in the sea of ​​suffering.

"Amitabha, please take good care of Xuanzang, my little friend. The poor monk is very grateful."

After the words fell, San Le slowly closed her eyes, the Buddha's light was dimmed, the mana of Maitreya's golden body was exhausted, and she was completely submerged by the sea of ​​bitterness.

After three breaths, the sea water splashed, and a figure emerged from the water, with black clothes and black hair, a ferocious face, and eyes full of unwillingness.

Moro took control of the physical body again, but unlike before, his mana had been exhausted, the physical body was almost broken, and he lost the ability to recover.

"San Le, you idiot, ruin my plan!!"

At this moment, Mo Luo hated San Le so much that he could even stand alongside Tathagata.

He had never seen such a stupid person who had clearly controlled all the power of Maitreya's golden body, but gave up willingly, letting the water of the sea of ​​bitterness eliminate all the power of the golden body.

How could he be willing! ! !

Mo Luo's tricks were exhausted, but he never expected that in the end, he only got a dilapidated body, and even this body would become his fatal flaw!
Whoa!

Moro squeezed out the last trace of mana, flew up from the sea of ​​bitterness, and tried to escape.

However, as soon as his body flew out of the sea, the sky spun before his eyes, and he appeared in front of Li Daoxuan, and the surrounding space solidified, like an invisible cage.

"The sun rises in the east, the black scum is raging, the eyes are confused, the hands and feet are difficult to move, the energy is mixed, and it is heavier than the landslide. Urgent as a law, set it!"

Li Daoxuan used the air as talismans, and stuck several body-fixing talismans on Mo Luo's body, adding another layer of restraint in addition to changing stars and changing battles.

There was a trace of shame and anger in Mo Luo's eyes. If before, he only needed a shock of mana to break Li Daoxuan's supernatural power, but now he is like a lamb on an anvil waiting to be slaughtered.

Tiger fell and Pingyang was bullied by dogs!
Clang!
The Chixiao sword was unsheathed, the sword light was like a pool of autumn water, and the sunset was in the sky.

Li Daoxuan held the sword forward and stared at Mo Luo coldly. The killing intent boiled in his chest, making the sword glow bright red and clank endlessly.

"Moro, after fighting for so long, today we can finally make an end."

Ever since he stepped into practice, the Moluo religion has been like a mountain pressing on his head. From Longyou County to Liling City, from Longhu Mountain to Chang'an City, and to today's Luoyang, everything is related to Moluo.

Today, this mountain can finally be eradicated completely!
"Lee Daoxuan, you can't kill me."

Mo Luo didn't show panic or fear. On the contrary, his voice was very calm and calm, and seemed to have an unknown confidence.

Li Daoxuan showed a sneer.

"Do you know that Sanle has concealed one thing from you. He didn't tell you because he was afraid that if you found out, not only would you not kill me, but he would even take the initiative to protect me."

"you do not believe?"

Mo Luo chuckled, and said confidently: "Think about it, why did San Le only pull you in?"

Li Daoxuan was slightly taken aback.

"He keeps saying that he wants you to take my life, but it's not true. Tsing Yi and Zhang Zhiyan have a deep friendship with you. If you want to kill me, they will only help you and take the initiative to help you."

"San Le didn't pull them into this world. The real reason was that he was afraid. He was afraid that after they knew about that, they would take the initiative to protect me, and even make you an enemy!"

Li Daoxuan stared.

He didn't want to believe Moro's words, but reason told him that Moro's words did have some truth.

"What's the matter?"

Moro smiled slightly, as if he saw a fish gradually taking the bait.

"Li Daoxuan, as far as I know, after Eternal Night, gods and Buddhas generally have three endings. The first is to disappear completely without a trace. The second is to continue to be reincarnated and spend their souls in reincarnation. As for the third... "

"It's just like San Le, who left behind graves and corpses. As time goes by, the body absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon and gives birth to a new soul!"

After a pause, he sneered and said, "Li Daoxuan, have you ever thought that the souls born from the corpses of gods and Buddhas are all fools like San Le?"

Li Daoxuan's heart moved, he stared at him and said, "You mean...the evil god?"

"clever!"

Mo Luo said with a smile: "There are good people in this world and there are bad people. Similarly, there are good gods and evil gods, such as plague gods, locust gods, yakshas, ​​rakshasas, ghost mother gods..."

"The souls born from their bodies are not bound by heaven and Lingshan. Do you think they are good or bad?"

Li Daoxuan's heart sank, and he remained silent.

After a long time, he said, "It's alarmist. If there are so many evil gods, why have I never seen them?"

"Haha, good question!"

Mo Luo laughed loudly and said: "Because there is a well in the world, named Jiegui Well, which suppresses the luck of demons in the world. Because of this well, those evil gods have not woken up for a long time."

As a disciple of Longhu Mountain, Li Daoxuan was very familiar with the name Jieguijing.

It is said that this well is located in Xishan, but no one has ever seen it. Only the patriarch Zhang Daoling found it before he ascended, and left the female sword of the three-five evil sword in the well to suppress the demon luck.

"The ability of the ghost well is limited. The reason why there are so many demons appearing these years is because most of its abilities are used to suppress those evil gods, so there are some small demons appearing in the world."

After finishing speaking, Mo Luo pointed to himself, and said with a smile: "And I, on the night that Pan Dan died in Longhu Mountain, successfully found the ghost well, and used some kind of secret method to make it match my true spirit." make a connection."

He looked at the Chixiao Sword in Li Daoxuan's hand, sneered, and said, "This is the secret that San Le concealed. If you kill me, the seal of Jie Guijing will dissipate, and the souls born in the corpses of evil gods will gradually wake up. !"

"Datang will become a paradise for demons and evil gods!"

Li Daoxuan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, his eyes drooping.

He suddenly remembered that when he was at Longhu Mountain, his master had said that the three-five-slashing-evil-male-male-and-male sword in the Temple of Subduing Demons had a sudden movement that night, and it was heading west, but when it flew to the mountain gate, it screamed again and lingered.

Li Daoxuan has never thought about this matter. He asked the old heavenly master, but the old heavenly master just sighed lightly and did not answer.

Now it seems that the old celestial master should have had a premonition long ago.

The ghost well was found by Moro, and the female sword inside must have changed, which caused the restlessness and uneasiness of the male sword.

"Kill me, Mo Luo, and the evil gods of the world will recover. Li Daoxuan, do you dare?"

"Almost forgot, you are still the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty, so many people treat you like a god, if one day they die at the hands of evil gods, will they think that all this is caused by their respected national teacher? "

Li Daoxuan remained silent, the hand holding the hilt of the sword was clenched and loosened from time to time.

"The best way for you is to seal me up, but let me remind you that I have ten thousand ways to deal with all kinds of seals. Tathagata couldn't seal me back then. Do you think you are stronger than Tathagata?"

"As long as you give me time, I can make a comeback!"

Looking at Li Daoxuan's tangled and painful appearance, his eyes were full of pleasure.

What he likes to watch the most is to let a pious person collapse, and finally his personality changes drastically, just like the Kinnara Bodhisattva who was once bewitched.

"Li Daoxuan, there is only one way. Take refuge with me and join the Moro Sect. I can take a step back and set up dual leaders. You and I will rule together—"

puff!
Akasaka pierces the flesh, and a sword pierces the heart.

"It's noisy."

Li Daoxuan slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were murderous.

puff!puff!puff!puff……

He pulled out the Akasaka Sword and stabbed again and again until the blood stained his Taoist robe.

Heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, spleen and stomach...

A moment later, Mo Luo's body became riddled with holes and blood, and his proud and wild smile froze on his face, leaving only his last breath.

Li Daoxuan approached his ear, his originally handsome face was now spattered with blood, looking murderous, cold and terrifying.

"I've said it a long time ago, although I can't beat you, I can overturn your chessboard."

"Of course the overall situation is important, but more importantly..."

"If I don't kill you, I won't be relieved."

……

　Moro is dead, just in time for the end of the month, brothers begging for tickets~
In addition, everyone can guess, what reward will there be for killing Moro?

　
(End of this chapter)