Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

no return mountain

The shadows of Buddhas with kind faces floated in the high hall, looking down at the darkness outside the hall, their expressions were different, but they all seemed to be transparent and harmonious. They stood there, as if the empty hall was a shrunken The Temple of the West Pole, you can see through the world when you enter it...

The black flame burned the hall where the Buddha's light was shining, breaking the peaceful majesty. A murderous figure walked out of the darkness, and stepped on a string of bloody footprints on the long carpet of the hall.

With a sneer on his face, he shattered the Buddha's light, eroding the temple with blood and darkness. In less than half a day, the residual thoughts left by hundreds of ancient Buddhas were shattered one by one.

The deeper you went, the more solid the Buddha's shadow was, and the ancient demon's footsteps gradually slowed down... However, one day within the sealed source was regarded as dozens of days outside, and if the footsteps slowed down a little, the demon head waved a big banner.

The blood was dancing, and the Buddha's light faded away, and in a blink of an eye, two almost solid Buddha statues were crushed into powder by the strong wind.

There are still 49 Buddhas... The devil's body is covered in blood, and the demon generals in the Changxuan red halberd streamer are rolling with demon power, and let out a suppressed roar.

"Holy King... Let us serve the Holy King and break this seal."

"No need...you continue to heal your wounds..." Shui Wufeng calmed down the voices who woke up in the big banner, and killed the Buddha shadows blocking the way...these are all barriers, and only one is the source that he needs to kill.

The demon head waved a big banner and picked up a phantom body of a great Buddha who cast the Vajra Mantra on him. Facing the light of the Buddha, he gritted his teeth and turned his halberd to crush the figure. There was one less Buddha shadow that was an eyesore. The cloth curtain is exposed, and the origin is there...

He had made up his mind, and instantly released more than a dozen phantom bodies, pushing away the besieged Buddha...

The black clothes on his body were soaked with blood, and even his hair was covered with blood. A few hours later, more than a dozen phantom bodies merged into one body. , he pressed the wound on his waist and abdomen, dragged the long streamer and walked towards the red curtain...

The devil approached the red curtain and stopped. There was no movement inside. He smiled provocatively, "Which Buddha sits in charge, so timid, is it because he is afraid of Chijiri?"

No one seemed to be quiet in the big red tent, Shui Wufeng stared cautiously for a while, rolled up the blood-dripping black flag, and used the long halberd to part the curtains, and opened a pair of flowing golden eyes Looking at him, the demon head was about to exert his strength, when the blurred dharma body inside turned red and rushed out of the curtain and turned into nothingness, only the cold voice echoed in the hall.

"Chijiri... all demons want to think... Your practice is against the law of nature, and you will eventually fall into the sea of ​​suffering... If you can cut your emotions and desires, I will let you go...Look at that tent..."

Shui Wufeng didn't let go of the hand holding the curtain, and saw a big watery eye sticking to the gap of the curtain that was opened, looking at him eagerly, with the expression of someone...

The young man inside poked out his whole small head. He was wearing a red robe with hot gold patterns on his body. He stretched out a soft hand and put it on his halberd.

"Is this how the Buddha forced people to put down the butcher's knife?" Shui Wufeng seemed to realize immediately that the dharmakaya that turned into a red awn was not the source... The source of the seal was the little thing in front of him, and what was vicious was that this young man was the one from whom the seal came from. The imprint he took out of his memory, if he kills the boy in front of him, he will forget Feng Yangye, the first irresistible desire he had in tens of thousands of years, and he will never have greed again... It's really a cut off...

The young man in front of him is not very cultivated, and he can gain freedom with a stab of a halberd... However, with this halberd, the last Buddha soul in the seal knew that Shui Wufeng would not be able to stab him. He can't go on stabbing, even if he goes on stabbing, the evil will prevail after all. The monster monkey can either cut off the desire and convert to the Buddha's heart, or keep the desire and be trapped to death by the seal, there is no two ways.

The disintegrated Buddha soul showed an aura of indifference and disdain in the sky, Shui Wufeng suddenly laughed a few times, the phantom of the Buddha soul frowned, and saw the black-clothed monster staring at the robe on his body inside the red tent. The young man caught by his clothes had gentle and loving eyes, without the expected dignifiedness and oppression.

"Dear, come here," Shui Wufeng sat in the curtain, the young man was undoing the wide cassock on his body, his watery eyes were so anxious that he didn't untie the knot, when he heard the devil speak, he blinked The eyes simply drilled out of it, and hurriedly crawled into the arms of the devil.

"Hey..." Shui Wufeng looked at the young man who was a little softer than Feng Yangye himself, lowered his head and smelled it in his hair, and it was a little bit worse, "Why do you think that you can do it with your remnants? How about taking away the imprint of this person in my consciousness?"

These words were spoken to the Buddha soul in the sky above. Listening to his words, the Buddha with a cold face shook with determination and detachment in his eyes, and looked at Chijiri hesitantly, but his tone did not change: " Chijiri... how do you choose, give up on him, or give up on yourself?"

"Tsk... I've said it for the second time, you are a Buddha soul, where do you have the confidence to think that you can invade my sea of ​​consciousness?" Shui Wufeng still didn't look at the Buddha who appeared, but focused on it He looked at the young man in his arms, and kissed him against his chest. He likes the cute appearance, and his eyes are also the watery look he likes, but after a closer look...it is not very similar after all. When I was a child, I felt timidly, and I didn't feel as stupid as a Taoist couple when I was an adult...

The thoughts I condensed in my mind are really not detailed enough...

The devil sighed softly. If he had known earlier that these Buddha spirits wanted to deal with him in this way, he should have spent more time carefully sculpting the inside of this fake mark, so he could really take the opportunity to hug Feng Yang when he was a child again. Ye Ye, the appearance is exactly the same as that of Daoist when he was a child, but at this age, he is afraid of kissing him, so he should always look at him timidly and seriously, and the kiss is probably tentative...

The devil felt in his heart that he had missed a good opportunity, but he refused to let it go physically. Holding the face of the "little master" made by the help of the Buddha souls, he pecked and kissed it, and his arms tightened a little. Firmly fit that soft body into his arms...

The condensed Buddha looked at the ancient demon sitting under the tent, and felt something was wrong: "Chijiri, don't you believe it? He is the one you are obsessed with... Let go of your obsession, and you will become a Buddha. Suffering from being imprisoned by this seal, you don't need to be disturbed by the chaos of the world..."

"It's not wrong for you to choose him to prevent me from breaking the seal. I really don't want to give up on him, but... if you really touch him, I will go to the West Pole with this seal," Shui Wufeng finished speaking Seeing the person in his arms looking up at him, he kissed the boy's wet eyes, and lowered his voice: "Don't be afraid...it's fine, wait until I get back to find you, okay?"

The young man nodded lightly, the devil's consciousness spread out, and the idea that he was pretending to be a mark was scattered, and the figure in his arms dispersed like a mist, leaving a red Buddhist bead falling into him hand.

"This is the origin of the seal you sealed me, isn't it? It's an artifact..." The devil smiled while holding the prayer beads, his tone was cold, "Don't waste it...how about giving it to me? I'll use it to seal Your Majesty's truth in the future." The body is also considered in Buddhism... the cycle of cause and effect."

The detached ancient Buddha showed a stern expression, blurted out and lost his composure, but he was also full of majesty: "Nie Yi, you can't refine the Buddhist artifacts, and if you don't convert to Buddhism, you will be a monster that heaven and earth can't tolerate..."

Shui Wufeng frowned lightly, and held the Buddhist beads in his hand: "Monks don't tell lies, Your Excellency, be careful not to break the precept."

The Buddha beads buzzed and resisted in the palm of the devil's hand. Murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Buddha soul, and the blood light suddenly swept across the phantom body of the Buddha soul. The Changxuan Red Halberd, which was freed from the suppression of the original seal, was scattered in the illusion hall deep in the Mountain of No Return.

The main hall also collapsed and disappeared with the dissipation of the last Buddha soul, revealing the original appearance of this place. It was a gloomy and cold dungeon. The broken chains and the dried and blackened blood...