Prehistoric recovery: Just want to work hard but have to sign in the system

Chapter 98



Chapter 98

"Master Zhixuan is still comfortable. There are ancient Buddhas born in the sect, and no one is in trouble." The Taoist turned to Master Zhixuan and said.

"Amitabha, everything has cause and effect, everything is fate!"

"Come on, headache!" Taoist surrendered, saying that these old guys are very boring.

Master Zhixuan's Buddhist words give people a headache.

The master's words are also dizzying to hear.

What the national teacher of the Yuan Dynasty said was all about the coast of the land, could it be nonsense like kings and ministers, it makes me want to vomit.

As for the devil, that bastard can kill people with his words. Tian Er, his boss, looks like a boss all day long. I really want to strangle him to death.

As for the Demon Emperor, they are of different races and rarely communicate with each other. Humans have humane ways, and demons have demonic ways. It doesn't make sense.

Speaking of it, Liu Yun is still interesting, humble, and nice to speak.

"I have heard for a long time that Daleiyin Temple is the number one power in the Buddhist sect, and the Buddhist supernatural power is even known as the most overbearing supernatural power in the world. I, Qiu, want to experience it." Qiu Wanhe, the elder of the Shura Demon Sect, said.

"This cause and effect came so quickly!" Liu Yun smiled, the mouth of the Taoist brother really opened.

The Taoist master was also a little embarrassed, so he could only laugh it off.

"Amitabha, benefactor Qiu is serious. Buddhism is a pure place, and it is a place to save all living beings. It has no false name of first or second, and has never been overbearing." Master Zhixuan flew into the sky while speaking.

"It's okay, I am also very interested in your reputation as the best in the world." Qiu Wanhe said.

"Amitabha, the mere name is worthless!" Master Zhixuan bowed to the Buddha.

"The first form of Shura's swordsmanship, the Blood River Sword!" Qiu Wanhe raised his right hand to the sky, a river of blood that could not see its source and end meandered in the sky.

Qiu Wanhe's palm was held empty, and the river of blood kept rolling towards the center, constantly condensing, from not knowing where it was headed, to thousands of miles, to hundreds of miles, to ten miles, and finally turned into a three-foot blood sword held in Qiu Wanhe's palm.

"Quick!" Qiu Wanhe waved at Master Zhixuan with the hand holding the blood sword, and the three-foot blood sword stabbed at Master Zhixuan with the power of an endless blood river.

"Amitabha! Sumina mustard seeds! One flower is one world, one leaf is one Tathagata." Monk Zhixuan stretched out his right hand, and a phantom of a Buddhist kingdom appeared above his palm.

Master Zhixuan closed his palms together, and the phantom of the Buddha Kingdom turned into a grain of golden light between the thumb and middle finger. Master Zhixuan flicked his middle finger, and the small golden light went three times under Liu Yun's flick. The blood-foot sword shot over.

A sea of ​​blood was condensed into a sword, a small world was condensed into a point, and two extremely concentrated forces collided together.

"Boom!" The waves of space surged in all directions, with a radius of hundreds of miles, the entire sky seemed to be rubbed by someone.

After all, the small world is more powerful when it is condensed into one point. The golden light hits the blood-breaking sword, cuts through all the waves, and continues to shoot towards Qiu Wanhe.

"Blood Sea Sword!" Qiu Wanhe yelled, and a sea of ​​blood covering thousands of miles emerged into the world.

The sun was covered, and the sea of ​​blood glowed dazzling blood red under the sunlight. The mountains, rivers, land, sea and islands were all covered with a layer of blood, and the ominous atmosphere filled the world. Fortunately, everyone present here is not an ordinary person, otherwise their minds would be torn apart. Only in front of your eyes.

"Coagulate!" Qiu Wanhe's outstretched right hand grasped falsely again, and the whole sea of ​​blood surged towards the center, and once again condensed into a three-foot blood sword, which was held in Qiu Wanhe's right palm.

The blood sword exuded extremely bright blood red, "Go!" Qiu Wanhe threw it, and the blood sword pierced towards the golden light spot that was shooting rapidly.

"Ding!" The needle pointed at the wheat awn, and the sparks turned into lightning and pierced the sky. Looking from the ground, the moment the two strikes collided, thousands of sparks erupted from the confrontation, and the whole sky seemed to be covered with fiery red thunder. Light is covered up.

When you meet your opponent, you will meet Liangcai, the golden light spot and the blood sea sword both dissipate in the air.

"Amitabha, Master Qiu is very murderous. You should put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha right away!" Master Zhixuan began a routine speech. Some people said why good people have to practice hard for a lifetime to become a Buddha, while bad people can become a Buddha as long as they put down the butcher's knife. ?

This is actually the advertising slogan. He is a villain who kills wild people. You have to tell him: "You have to eat fast with me and recite the Buddha's name. Only then can you become a Buddha by cutting off women for the rest of your life. It's no wonder that he listens to you and doesn't draw his sword to kill you." That's fine.

So you have to tell him first, you put down the butcher knife now, you are a Buddha, and you have become a Buddha, of course you have to go back to the temple with me to meditate, chant sutras, eat fast and worship the Buddha.

Look, another believer has been born, but the result is the same. There is no such thing as Buddha or not. Good people and bad people come into my door, and they all chant scriptures with peace of mind.

It's just that it's hard for a bad guy to reason, so he has to lower his psychological expectations from the very beginning, tsk tsk, psychology can be traced back to ancient times, and the wisdom of the ancients runs through the past and the present.

"Don't do this to me. If you have practiced to this point, who doesn't have blood on your hands, bald donkey, wash the blood off your own hands first." Qiu Wanhe said disdainfully.

"Amitabha, the poor monks kill those who deserve to be killed. Their sins are serious, and reincarnation is the best way for them." Master Zhixuan said.

"What you kill should be killed, what I kill is random killing, you bastards, can you still have some face?" Qiu Wanhe scolded angrily, you have the final say on the good and the bad, you tell me what? !

"The monks don't tell lies. The people killed by the poor monk are indeed sinful. I am afraid that they will not be able to practice and become a Buddha in this life, so the poor monk can only send those benefactors to reincarnate to re-cultivate and help them." Master Zhixuan performed a Buddhist ceremony again.

"I'm guilty of your uncle, you bastards, you are so shameless, the blood sword!" Qiu Wanhe was furious.

"Almsgiver, you've lost your mind. The poor monk is just trying to persuade you. In the future, the benefactor will understand the painstaking efforts of the poor monk." Master Zhixuan said with a sad face.

"Master, I will not dare to confront people from the Buddhist sect in the future. I don't know if the supernatural powers are strong or not, but Ruyan is ashamed of themselves with such lip service, and they still look like they are thinking of you, even if they kill you." It's paving the way for your next life, it's too... that." Ruyan said to Liu Yun via voice transmission.

"Haha, if you continue to be naughty, young master, I will throw you into a nunnery to eat fast and chant Buddha!" ​​Liu Yun chuckled lightly.

"Then Ruyan must have cursed in front of the Bodhisattva, no, I prayed for you, young master." Ruyan said half of what was in her heart.

Liu Yun is speechless, this little girl is too late.

Turning his gaze to mid-air, Qiu Wanhe stretched out his arms, grasping with five fingers, and a phantom of the blood world with a radius of thousands of miles covered the sky and the sun.

The ground is blood red to purple, the sea is deep red, even the flowers and trees are blood red, one by one the ugly male Shura and the charming female Shura are showing their whereabouts in the blood world, and countless innocent souls are wailing in the tumbling sea of ​​blood. How could that scene be such an evil word?


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