"Your posture is so ambiguous!" Wu Sheng suddenly smiled.

The one who was so close to him also laughed after hearing this.

"Did you figure it out?"

"Go to you Mad!"

Wusheng pushes his palm flatly, and the Buddha's light turns into fire.

The inner demon burned, and soon half of his body turned into ashes, like a paper man, and in the end there was only a head left, still smiling.

The flames burned out, the demon of the heart turned into ashes, and stood in front of Wusheng in a blink of an eye.

It's not that easy!

The inner demon has been born, and it is extremely difficult to eliminate. The key is that Wusheng has no experience in this area, no one to guide or help, and he can only rely on himself.

"Since you don't want to, you can only force it." After saying that, the man came to Wusheng's body, raised his hand and pierced his body-protecting Buddha light, and directly pierced into Wusheng's heart.

Um!

Wusheng felt a sharp pain, and couldn't help but tremble a few times, looking down at the palm that pierced his chest.

"Feel the true thoughts in your heart."

Immediately afterwards, Wusheng felt something poured into his body along the palm. Sometimes it was as hot as fire, sometimes it was as cold as frost, and something spread rapidly in his body.

What kind of monk is you? Leave here and see the beautiful rivers and mountains outside!

What are the wealth and royal powers, what are the precepts and rules, what I want is the freedom of the world.

The nectar and jade liquid are like flowers, the lives and death of the people, and the comfort of the world has nothing to do with me!

If the Rakshasa ghosts cannot kill them all, then enter the underworld and control Shura!

Wusheng's mind seemed to be a mess, and there were many people whispering indifferently. Many things suddenly rushed into Wusheng's mind, which made him feel very troubled and irritable.

Let go of those heavy shackles and obey the call of your heart,

You are not a defender or a savior. You can be a Buddha or a demon.

The arm in front of him looked at him quietly, and the arm that pierced his chest began to slowly merge into his body. Then he began to slowly approach Wusheng, and the two of them were about to stick together.

Wusheng closed his eyes,

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting upright on the lotus throne, with Bodhisattvas and Arhats on both sides, with thousands of auspicious mists everywhere and thousands of rays of rays of light.

This is the scenic spot of Lingshan, the Western Paradise, the Buddhist Great Leiyin Temple, and the pagoda became the Buddha!

Just when he was surprised, the scene changed.

This time he sat on the throne made of bones, with thousands of Shura in front of him, and the ghosts knelt in front of him, with blood all around him, and an endless sea of ​​blood in the distance.

This is the Netherworld Blood Sea, and he has become the Netherworld Emperor again!

"If you want to, the three realms and five elements will be in your hands."

A voice sounded beside him. Wusheng turned around and saw that there was no one beside him.

"I'm in your heart."

What? Wusheng looked down at his chest, and there was no wound.

Already merged with yourself?

No, no...

"You are wondering and wandering, why are you still unwilling to face your true self?" The voice sounded again.

What to do, what to do? Calm down, calm down!

Wusheng forced himself to calm down.

The scriptures kept emerging in him, shining with golden light.

In my body?

Wusheng entered the sea of ​​consciousness, saw the Great Sun Tathagata, and saw the inner demon standing in the eyebrows of the Buddha statue.

Sure enough, here!

When the mind of Wusheng moves, the Dharma image disappears and then the Dharma image suddenly appears again.

"I said, you are me, I am you." The inner demon raised his palm, and the Buddha statue also raised his palm and slapped Wusheng with a palm.

How is that possible?!

Wusheng hurriedly dodged, but this palm suddenly covered the sea of ​​consciousness. He could not escape at all. He was directly pressed down by the Buddha's palm. His eyes darkened and then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself sitting in the Lanruo Temple courtyard, behind him was the main hall, and a fat monk sat next to him looking at him with a smile.

"Why should we return to secular life without birth?"

Wusheng sat on the stone steps and looked quietly at the fat monk beside him.

"I've decided to go back to secular life for the time being."

"Well, why?" The fat monk was stunned after hearing this.

“It’s very messy at the foot of the mountain.”

"But life in this temple is hard."

"There are chickens, fish, meat, and wine. My senior brother has excellent cooking skills and is not serious about bitterness." Wusheng shook his head.

"Don't you want to be a sword immortal?"

"I already know Shushan's sword skills, and I didn't say that monks can't be sword immortals." Wusheng smiled and touched his bald head.

After hearing this, the fat monk looked up at the sky and was silent for a long time.

"Is it different from what you think?" Wusheng looked at the familiar person beside him.

"You used to be a scholar, right?"

"You said." The fat monk smiled after hearing this.

"Smoke locks the willows in the pond."

The fat monk was stunned for a while after hearing this.

"Actually, you may not know everything I think. As long as the spiritual platform is dust-free, it will naturally not be stained with dust." After he finished speaking, the fat monk next to him disappeared, turned into his own appearance, and just looked at him quietly.

The Lanruo Temple around him was constantly changing, and eventually dissipated like smoke.

Wusheng, who frowned and looked painful, suddenly raised his head and reached out to hold the head of the person in front of him.

Well, the person's expression was slightly surprised, and he didn't seem to expect Wusheng to wake up so quickly.

"I drink and eat meat, recite sutras and chant Buddha's name, kill and kill, and save some sentient beings. This is great. I don't want to be a Buddha or become a demon." Wusheng said very calmly.

The Dharma image behind him appeared, and then suddenly merged into his body. Then the Buddha light burst out from his body and turned into a pulsating flame.

"What a monk Huiwu!" Wusheng suddenly sighed, saying such a sentence for some reason.

The one in front of him looked down at his arm, ignited a flame. He looked up at Wusheng, frowned, his eyes full of confusion.

Disappear,

Wusheng waved his hand, and the other party's body was cremated into ashes by the Buddha. This time he was never reborn. The Buddha-Demon Array in front of him quickly disintegrated. He turned around and looked at the passage behind him.

He closed his eyes, thought of nothing, nothing and self.
Chapter completed!