latent syndrome.

Chapter 258 257. Mahayana Buddhism
The monk was not covered in wounds like the other two. On the contrary, he didn't even have a wound. His skin was extremely rough, a typical plateau phenomenon, as if he had been at a very high altitude for a long time.

Unlike the two sitting paralyzed, he sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands clasped together, his eyes closed, his chest didn't rise and fall, he didn't know if he was dead, or he was wandering too far away.

Being bound by iron chains together, it is like an ascetic monk meditating.

"I know, it's fucking called zazen."

Di Yu vomited blood in his mouth, and tried to show his knowledge, but he didn't have any respect for this monk.

The other prisoner was speechless, when will he put on this pretense?He is quite desperate for the current situation, and it seems that several people are locked together, which increases the possibility of escape.

In fact, this is not the case, it is just centralized management, and the highest level of guarding is targeted, so it can be said that it is impossible to escape.

"Please beg this brother monk to take us out."

"He is an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, and he did not hurt anyone in the arena, trying to save that idiot warlord."

"This person is fully capable of going out, just leave it here..."

The prisoner wanted to say the word "pretending to be coercive". After careful consideration, he decided to forget it. Otherwise, he would be really hopeless if he was angered. As a B-level infected person, he has no problem dealing with those minions in the arena. , but I can't stand the long-term toss, and one day I meet someone who is similar to me, and it's probably over.

"The scale is okay."

"Isn't this pure brain damage?"

As time passed, Di Yu's physical condition improved, but it was useless, and he would still feel better tomorrow.

Another prisoner continued to tell the story of the monk, and heard from other infected people who were captured by the warlord that this monk was the first to come here, and he was even capable of confronting the warlord head-on, and he could escape completely.

He knew that after he left, the behavior of the warlord here would only get worse, so he voluntarily was captured, trying to use his own will to convert Klein.

Di Brow had a headache. A few years ago, when he ran for the top cadre, his methods were a little indecent. The tragic scene of Klein was really scalp-numbing, and it turned into a kimba.

He already had this kind of awareness. When he came out to mess around, he had to admit his mistakes, and he had to stand upright when he was beaten. He killed Klein's family, and he could only torture himself. It was like a balance. No matter how much he tortured himself, he could If you win, it's hard to win.

Although Di Kuo subconsciously thinks that Klein is pretty trash, because in the world he lives in, all he comes into contact with are extraordinary figures at the pinnacle of the universe.

He reckoned that this monk wasn't all that bad, he was just pretending to be forceful.

Although the other prisoner also knew that there was little hope, he talked to him for a few days, but the monk kept silent, but yes, they were all infected with submerged disease, probably an evil monk.

"Do you have a grudge against that warlord leader? I've been here for so long."

"I've never seen you so miserable."

The prisoner said this, because now they are commodities, they have entertainment value, and they will not be tortured outside the iron cage, and this person whose face is torn to pieces and exposes his teeth is pure torture, except In addition to being abused unilaterally in the arena, people would enter the dungeon to give him extra meals from time to time.

"certainly……"

Di Brow talked about the killing of Klein's family, and his balance theory, in which any opposing thing can actually be substituted into this theory. The more Klein tortured him, the more he knew how much Klein was. hate him.

Klein is an extremely... coward.

The most boring thing in the world is nudity.

The second boring thing is honesty.

And the third boring thing is the tragic past.

People who are too immersed in the past are just weak people...

He sees it as a trial, and while physical pain is meaningless, this kind of mental pussy humiliation... cannot destroy a real man.

After his sophistry, the prisoner had nothing to say. The more the warlord tortured him, the more the hatred in his heart could not be dissipated, and he fell into endless pain.

And looking at Di Yu's expression, he doesn't care about the pain at all, instead it looks like... a bankrupt gambler who is about to win... the bliss.

That kind of thing is absolutely true, and the prisoner couldn't help swallowing his throat, not wanting to talk to him anymore. In a sense, countless people fought to death in this purgatory.

All thanks to this man.

At this time, the monk slowly opened his eyes, with an ancient desolation in his tone, which almost scared Di Yu.

He found the source of cause and effect, and it was time to end it all.

"You have killed too much, and your karma is too deep."

"Let the knife cut down and become a Buddha."

The monk sitting cross-legged with one hand on his chest, was chanting scriptures with unknown meaning, and Di Yu couldn't understand even a single word.

"Feel sorry."

"Can I still become a Buddha?"

Di Kuo was amused, and began to taunt the monk.

"I know people like you who avoid the so-called world because of weakness, fuck."

"Shave your head bald and go to the temple, gather together like wild dogs in a junkyard, and lick each other's wounds with scriptures."

"By the way, collect some stupid fireworks money to make ends meet."

"Too weak buddy."

Seeing the monk still reciting scriptures silently, unmoved, Di Yu was a little sullen, and continued to sneer with all his might.

"The world is like a balance. That warlord, Klein, faced with such a cruel weight, you can only continue to raise your bet."

"Get out of here, kill all the people here, and all the tragedies can be completely eliminated."

"And you're just sitting here hypocritically, hoping that some kind of Buddha will take care of everything."

"Forget it, the Buddha can't cover the matter of submerged disease."

With the purest logic in the world, Di Yu slapped the monk resoundingly, and he continued to speak.

Whether it is……

Virtue, evil.

Chaos, order.

Truth exists.

Relatively, absolutely.

essence, phenomenon.

No one can escape this barren theory.

The monk stopped chanting scriptures and was silent for a while, saying so.

"An eagle is hungry and hungry, chasing a dove."

"The pigeon was desperate and flew to the Buddha for help."

"Shizun once made the great wish to save and protect all living beings, so he hid the pigeon in his sleeve."

"The eagle asked if it was not enough, and asked back, if I am cut off from food, I will not be able to live. Am I not a sentient being?"

"Shi Zun was helpless and asked how to satisfy him. He just wanted freshly killed, hot meat."

"But it is impossible for Sakyamuni to harm other beings, so he has to cut off a piece of his own flesh and feed him full."

"But the eagle said, you said that all living beings are equal, so you should use a scale to weigh whether they are the same."

"Shi Zun agreed."

"However, it looks like a small pigeon. No matter how much meat he cuts, the scale is still tilted."

"But he didn't give up."

"Until the whole person is on the scale."

"In an instant, the sky and the earth trembled, proving Buddhahood."

The monk said so.

Di Yu was speechless, and was really angry, as if he had punctured all his hypocritical words, those absurd theories that justified tyrannical and evil deeds.

but.

"Your karma has not disappeared, so you have returned to the world."

"I protect you to leave."

(End of this chapter)