Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Chapter 2005 Buddhist Cicada

Tianque Mansion, the central mountain.

I saw a figure wearing a golden robe coming from the depths of the mountain, and there was a touch of arrogance on that cold and indifferent face.

His eyes showed a dark gold color, which contained unparalleled divinity.

"Finally...appeared."

He raised his head and looked at the white jade fairy palace that appeared in the sky, and deep in his eyes was a kind of vicissitudes that did not match his age.

Since the establishment of Tianque Mansion, there have been thirteen absolutes in every generation.

However, since ancient times until now, there has been only one person who dared to call God Juejue.

Xiao Qingyun!

even!

If this Heavenly Palace God had never proclaimed his soul and body, he would have already stepped on the peak of heaven and earth and became a giant.

"Sir Shen Jue has awakened."

The originally silent Tianque Mansion was suddenly filled with old exclamations.

only! !

Under this exclamation, there was a hint of worry in everyone's eyes.

With Xiao Qingyun's combat power, no matter what era it is placed in, it is enough to push the contemporary era horizontally.

but! !

In this life, Qingcang has appeared a supreme evildoer, Ling Xiao.

The Tianque Mansion who died among the descendants of the Ling Clan was already enough for five fingers.

I just don't know, who will be stronger when these two meet?

West Pole, Foshan.

I saw a fair-skinned young man in a golden red cassock walking out of the mountain and heading west.

His appearance is extremely handsome, warm and jade-like, and behind his head is a golden light ring, revealing the endless Buddha nature.

In his hands, a string of golden Buddha beads bloomed with radiance, as if it could transform all things.

At this time, on the top of the Foshan Mountain, I saw an old monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

In his eyes, there is a kind of indifference that transcends life and death, but deep in his eyes, there seems to be a trace of... faint regret.

If Yaoguang's Buddha-nature is unique in the nine heavens, then the monks at the foot of the mountain can be called the true Buddhas in the world.

Jin Chanzi, his body is an ordinary Jin Chan, and his lifespan is only seven days.

But under the Bodhi tree, he comprehended the Buddhadharma and gained a Zen mind. After that, he went through ninety-nine-eighty-one hardships to break through cause and effect.

Just when he had ascended and was about to become a god in the Western Heaven, he was willing to disperse the Buddha's mind and cultivate the Buddha's mind again.

With the compassion of the Buddha, I comprehend the sufferings of the human world.

See heaven and earth, see sentient beings, see yourself.

In this way, for nine hundred and ninety-nine years, he finally cultivated the supreme and wonderful Dharma of Buddhism, the Purdue Heart Sutra.

Take the mundane as a crossing, and cross the sea of ​​purgatory.

All sentient beings see me as if they see a new life on the other side.

Amitabha.

"Roar!!"

Under Foshan, deep in the ancient forest.

I saw a Madara white tiger transformed into a human figure, looking at the few cultivators in front of him with a smirk, licking his lips with his fragrant tongue.

Her face is extremely seductive, her hair is like a waterfall, and her body is hot.

even!

At this time, her entire body was only wrapped in a piece of white tiger skin, revealing slender jade legs and fragrant shoulders and waist, which was extremely tempting.

Compared with ordinary monsters, the skin of this transformed white tiger is delicate and crystal clear like jade, like a 16- or 17-year-old girl, causing ripples in the heart.

At this time, she only exuded a ray of demon power, which made the world change color, the sun and the moon fell together, and scared all the cultivators in the holy realm.

"You... you are the master of Yunwu Mountain, Bai Miaoyi?

! "

In front of the crowd, an old man at the peak of the holy realm trembled and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Master Baishan, I am just passing by Yunwu Mountain, not sincerely disturbing, here are some spiritual materials and treasures, all of which are filial to your old man.

I hope that the mountain lord, the high-ranking hand, will spare my life. "

The old man cried bitterly and looked desperate. In this western polar land, there are countless great monsters, but most of them have converted to Buddhism and quit anger and delusion.

However, the white tiger in front of him is one of the alternatives. He has not changed after repeated teachings. Relying on the bloodline of the divine beast contained in his body, he is the king of the mountain and is domineering.

At first, Buddhist monks also sent high-ranking monks to save him, and every time Bai Miaoyi was very obedient.

But, when the Buddhist monk left, he revealed his nature and practiced by eating people.

"Old man?

Am I old?

Am I not beautiful? "

Bai Miao smiled charmingly, and murderous intent flowed in her scarlet eyes.

"No...not getting old!! Lord Baishan spare your life!"

"Humph!"

Bai Miaoyi snorted coldly and walked up to the old man with her feet up, "You human race will be duplicitous. If you insult me, if I eat you, it will be even."

When the words fell, I saw her jade hand stick out and pat the old man's head.

"Amitabha."

Can! !

At this moment, in the mountains and forests in the distance, a Buddha's name suddenly came.

Immediately afterwards, a figure of Jin Xi walked slowly, with a calm expression, and lotus flowers were born step by step.

"Um?

Where did the little bald donkey come from, dare to come to my Yunwu Mountain to be presumptuous?

! "

Bai Miao's brows were lightly knitted, if it was a monk from the West, she would not dare to be so arrogant.

But the little monk in front of him, who looks unfamiliar and has no spiritual power on his body, dares to block her good deeds?

"Donor, the poor monk sees that you have a fate with the Buddha, so it is better to put down your evil obstacles and walk with me to realize the Great Way."

Jin Chanzi put his hands together and bowed slightly.

On the other hand, Bai Miaoyi's face showed an enchanting look, "Oh?

Walking with you, you and I are alone, walking all the way, isn't it misunderstanding? "

"The donor is wrong. I said that I am going with you, not with your fake skin. Why don't you turn into your body, enter my crotch, and go west?"

Jin Chanzi's eyes were indifferent, and there was no trace of waves.

"Into your crotch?

Hahahaha, did you hear that?

This little monk actually wants to ride me? "

Bai Miao's face suddenly turned cold, and she immediately saw her take a step forward and appear in front of Jin Chanzi.

only! !

Just as the demon patterns flickered all over her body, turning into a general trend, and pressing down towards the Jin Chanzi cover, she saw the young man in front of her, and suddenly there was a Buddha's brilliance in her eyes.

In just a moment, thousands of golden lotuses emerged out of thin air and slowly bloomed.

A peaceful and peaceful Buddhist rhythm flowed and opened, like a Buddha Yu falling down, covering a hundred miles.

The fierceness in Bai Miao's eyes dissipated in an instant, and there seemed to be confusion in her eyes.

For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly felt... as if she had sinned deeply, and only by following this young monk can she overcome her sins and be reborn as a spirit.

With her ninth-rank supreme realm, she shouldn't have been disturbed by others like this.

But, there is no way to resist, as if it came from the nature of blood, and converted to Buddhism.

"Amitabha, benefactor, let go of the past in order to be forever."

Jin Chanzi recites the Buddhist scriptures and speaks the Dharma.

Behind him, that round of Buddha's radiance divine ring revealed the supreme mantra, which was imprinted into Bai Miaoyi's soul sea.

"Master, I understand."

Bai Miaoyi's expression was solemn, and she actually turned into her body, prostrate in front of Jin Chanzi.

Seeing this scene, all the cultivators of the tribe stared with round eyes and shocked faces.

But from beginning to end, Jin Chanzi didn't even look at them, stepped on Bai Miaoyi's back, sat cross-legged, and walked towards the distant mountains and forests.

Ghosts pick up the weak, and Buddhas pick good people to suffer.

After all evils are done, one can become a Buddha on the ground.

Sad and funny.