Journey to the West: People in Heaven, 9 to 5

It was only at this moment that Namo Zhumo Buddha realized that all this was the calculation of the demons!

With a wave of Gu Yang's hand, dozens of monsters rushed into the crowd, killing wildly!

A Balrog released bursting flames, burning countless monks to their skeletons on the spot, and couldn't even survive the relics; while the Bone Demon laughed slyly, and with a wave of his hand, those skeletons stood up unsteadily, unable to deal any damage, but they could It caused great psychological pressure; the karmic demons have a pair of captivating eyes, and they only need a glance, except for monks and Buddhist soldiers whose hearts are as firm as a rock, otherwise the karmic fire in their hearts will be aroused on the spot, and they will cry in pain on the spot!

There is also the Shadow Demon, which melts into the shadows and harvests the shadows. The separation of each shadow is equivalent to a piece of leek being cut from the soul!Cut a large piece, the magic weapon is irresistible, the kind of one knife ninety-nine!

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Demons are different from monsters. The energy they manipulate is even different from the usual Yin-Yang and Five Elements in the Three Realms.

Rao, the monks and Buddhist soldiers present were all capable of cultivation, but the attacks of these demons were unstoppable, and tens of thousands of practitioners' lives fell instantly.

Among them, there is also a Taiyi Golden Immortal whose heart is burned by the fire of karma!He was still holding the Buddha's relic in his hand, but he couldn't stop it at all.

The power from the Demon Race is not so easily blocked.

All of a sudden, the world was filled with mourning, and the world was stained with blood!

In a peaceful environment, it was the first time that monks and Buddhist soldiers who had only been supported and revered felt this kind of horror.

Everyone's eyes were full of horror.

"The damn devil is so cruel and ferocious, don't you fear retribution?!"

"Surrender, I surrender, I am willing to join the demon clan, please don't kill me!"

"Bastard, you are a monk, you should devote yourself to Buddha for the rest of your life, how dare you say such heinous words?"

"I just want to live. Besides, even the Buddha said that all living beings are equal. Isn't the demon race equal?"

"Yeah, when will our demons be able to stand up, the air is shaking!"

"Defeat the damned Buddha and fight for the liberation of the demons all my life. I am the demons, long live the demons!"

Namo Zhumo Buddha was trembling with anger.

Little Sumeru Mountain is not full of elite Buddhist soldiers like Lingshan Mountain. Their strength is already weak. At this moment, a group of people shouted to surrender just after the war started. How can they fight?

Gu Yang looked coldly at the monks and Buddhist soldiers who were begging for mercy, and couldn't help but sneer: "Join the demon clan? You deserve it too!"

"Kill without mercy!"

The dozens of demon heads laughed wildly, the blood and corpses stimulated the most instinctive evil in their hearts.

They have been fighting against Buddhism for many years, and now they have this opportunity to kill and kill, so naturally they refuse to let it go.

Even, they all began to cherish this opportunity to kill.

Originally tens of thousands of lives could be killed in an instant, but they still want to torture these Buddhist soldiers in the most cruel way!

The reason is just begging for mercy and cursing from the compassionate mouth!

Gu Yang didn't care about the madness of those dozens of demon heads, Gu Yang himself disdained it.

The lonely character only lies in the desire for a worthy opponent!

Of course, this time the task is the most important, and Gu Yang is not at all ink.

Gu Yang walked slowly towards Namo Zhumo Buddha, his slender and coquettish claws pointed directly at Wu Zhumo Buddha, "Tell me, where are they locked up? Tell me, and I'll give you a good time!"

Gu Yang's threat sounded calm.

But combined with the various fights of these dozens of demons in the field, the cruel scene has become the most terrifying threat.

"Damn it, you really have evil intentions! You want to revive the demons, don't even think about it!"

Namo Zhumo Buddha was shocked, he understood everything!

Venerable Buddha Namo Zhumo knew that he might not be good today, and even he had only guessed that no one would be able to escape from this formation, and everyone would have to die!

In order to let Xitian know the truth this time.

In the dark, Namo Zhumo used the magic weapon left by Xitian on Mount Sumeru to send a message to Xitian Lingshan in a special way!

Namo Zhumo Buddha was clever, and connected all the clues in an instant: the Zen Master Wuchao in Futu Mountain was designated to be killed by the demons, and the Lingji Bodhisattva accidentally captured Chu Hao was also designated by the demons. ghost.

And the demon leader of Liusha River is all bait, and the goal of the demon clan is to rescue the demons suppressed in Xiaoxumi Mountain!

Everything, obvious, very clear!

Namo Zhumo Buddha wanted to delay the time until the rescuers from the Western Heaven came.

However, Gu Yang approached step by step, his eyes were as indifferent as ice,

"Say it, where are they locked?! I won't ask a second time!"

Namo Zhumo Buddha retreated step by step, his face was full of horror,

"No, I can't tell you that the demons endanger the common people, and I will never let you have any chance!"

Namo Zhumo Buddha retreated step by step, but there was already timidity on his face.

He was also afraid, especially those cruel scenes that entered the target, even if any demon attacked him, Buddha Namo Zhuma felt that he would be too painful to scream.

Seeing that Gu Yang was really going to attack him, and no one had come to Xitian until now, Namo Zhumo also gave up the unnecessary struggle.

"It's underground, it's underground! This is the key to get in! Let me go, I'll turn to the light, let me go..."

Namo Zhuma Buddha finally couldn't help it, and handed over the key.

However, the moment he handed over the key, Buddha Namo Zhuma suddenly found himself unable to move.

It's not that I can't move, but that my head has fallen off and I can no longer control my body.

Gu Yang made a move and cut off the head of Namo Zhumo Buddha, along with his vitality!

"You don't keep your word..."

The last words of Namo Zhumo Buddha were full of resentment.

Gu Yang didn't even look at it, and went straight to the ground.

The matter is important, Gu Yang doesn't want to delay here for too long.

But before Namo Zhumo Buddha was about to die, he suddenly saw a white-clothed fairy walk in at the gate of Little Sumeru Mountain.

Chapter 683 The Golden Buddha Suppresses the Unworldly Demons

At this moment, Gu Yang, at the bottom of Little Sumeru Mountain, is looking for the place where Little Sumeru Mountain is imprisoning the devil.

Gu Yang's mission on this trip is very simple, just take advantage of the absence of people from Xitian to rescue the most important person who is imprisoned here.

As long as that one is born, the highest strength of the demon clan can be raised to a higher level, and there is no need to look at Xi Tian's face every day.

Gu Yang took the key and went straight to the lowest dungeon suppressed by the Little Sumeru Mountain. Along the way, how many Buddhist soldiers were killed, but he didn't go into details.

When Gu Yang went down to the lowest point, he opened the last floor with a key, but saw an empty dungeon.

This is what the Buddha said, the dungeon where the biggest devil is held!

This dungeon is full of broken limbs, and many broken limbs look very fresh.

Next to the dungeon, there is a statue of Buddha made of gold. Next to the statue, dismemberment tools are placed, and several people are dismembering a mortal corpse.

These few monks didn't seem to know what happened outside, they just buried their heads and dismembered the corpse piously.

Their movements, like a paoding and an ox, are extremely proficient.

Their expressions were devout and reverent, and the words in their mouths seemed to be curses, but in this empty dungeon, they were like whispers of demons.

The monk skillfully disentangled the limbs of the mortal, took out the heart, took a small bowl of heart blood, and threw the remnant aside.

The monk who took the heart and blood frowned, very dissatisfied,

"Hey, mortals are becoming less and less pious now, and today is only one mortal willing to come to offer offerings to Tathagata?"

Another dismembered monk also kicked some corpses, and snorted coldly: "It seems that they are really negligent. Do they think it's all for us? It's all for their own good!"

"We are here to help them eliminate the demons, all for them. Is it difficult for them to arrange a few people to come up for blood sacrifice every day? They are all ruthless beasts!"

The monks beside him were also aggrieved.

"That's right, and now all the people who come here are old people. In the past, some young boys and girls were sent in, just to relieve our boredom."

"It's all right now, all of them are not pious, heh, the world is so cold, these animals | creatures really don't know how to be grateful, we are all doing it for them!"

"Isn't it? It's as if we owe that group of mortals. Without us, they would have died long ago!"

But there was a benevolent old monk who said:

"Excellent, excellent! Good man, this is true diligence, and it is called true Dharma offering to the Tathagata."

"The Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagles, threw himself into feeding the tigers, cut off his head, and donated his marrow and brain. These kinds of benevolent deeds have supreme merits and virtues, which are difficult for ordinary people to comprehend."

"The demons suppressed here need to be influenced by pious and kind mortals. Those mortals are not sensible, but their village chiefs are quite sensible and will send them over. Don't worry."

It was not until the old monk comforted them that the monks in the dungeon reluctantly stopped complaining, but they were still aggrieved.

They feel really wronged.

Since the completion of this small Mount Sumeru, it has given countless mortals around the world the opportunity to make offerings to the Buddha, and also taught them to accumulate virtue and do good deeds.

Moreover, for the sake of peace in the world, the Buddha in the sky also used great |mana to suppress a demon a long time ago, preventing this demon from harming the common people and doing evil.

In order to eliminate the devil as soon as possible, Medicine Buddha handed down the scriptures.

In "Lotus Sutra"'s "Principles of Medicine King Bodhisattva", Medicine King Bodhisattva burns his body to make offerings to the Buddha, that is, from |f|e|n.

Er Shi.This kind of self-immolation behavior of burning the body to worship the Buddha has been praised by all the Buddhas in the world of 80 billion Ganges sands: "Good, good! Good man, this is true diligence, and it is called true Dharma offering to the Tathagata."

Of course, the real Medicine Buddha didn't do anything. He had a meal with his subordinates, wrote this Buddhist scripture, and passed it down to suppress the devil.

In addition, there are naturally scriptures that show compassion, such as cutting flesh into eagles, piercing blood to write scriptures, sacrificing one's life to feed lions, wolves, and hungry ghosts, etc., to save sentient beings.

Medicine Buddha, the benevolent and loving Bodhisattva of Inexhaustible Intent, must offer his heart and blood to the golden Buddha statue in the dungeon on time every day.

Only with the most devout benevolence and the kindest compassionate blood can we destroy the devil trapped in this golden Buddha!

And the person who dies to destroy the devil is extremely good and beautiful, and can ascend to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss!

This is an opportunity for mortals to ascend to the sky in one step!

Therefore, every day there will be believers who will contribute their strength to eliminate the devil, and will take the initiative to come to the little Sumeru Mountain and sacrifice their lives!