deceitful cultivator

Chapter 502 Immortals and Buddhas Are Shrouded in Skins
The pungent and unpleasant smell of corpses all over the ground immediately attracted crows circling in the sky.

The twisted limbs are entangled with each other, and the undead hole man can still be seen panting heavily, but the blood foam from the mouth and nose shows that he is dying.

The monks around are solemn and solemn, and are chanting the scriptures meticulously, forming an extremely absurd contrast with the bloody scene.

The selected Kongdongren Buddha son was forcibly placed in front of the sitting deer arhat, and the golden light scattered around, receiving the instillation of the sitting deer Buddha's energy.

"Amitabha……"

The Kongdong man named Huang Ming gradually deviated from human nature under the erosion of Buddha spirit, and his sad expression turned into fanaticism for Sitting Deer Arhat.

He was able to resist the Buddha's energy at the beginning, but how could a mortal body be able to resist the immortal Buddha.

In Huang Ming's eyes, the corpses all over the ground suddenly stood up, wearing cassocks and showing compassion, and then a series of souls emerged, floating towards the Western Paradise in the mid-air.

The hatred in his heart was completely relieved, it turned out that killing for the sake of saving all sentient beings.

There was a dull smile on Huang Ming's face, and just as he was about to accept the Qi of Silu Buddha, his consciousness suddenly fell into boundless darkness.

He couldn't help but feel confused, wasn't he still in his ordained ceremony just now?
According to the Taoist monk of Lingling Temple, as long as he can be recognized by Sitting Deer Arhat, he can sit at the bottom of the Buddha's throne after death.

Huang Ming waited for a long time, and his throbbing mood gradually calmed down.

At this time, a figure made of distorted light appeared, and Huang Ming was frightened, so he could only recite the name of Sitting Deer Arhat.

He thought it was the inner demon recorded in the Buddhist scriptures. If he could not overcome it when he encountered it, he would go mad and fall into the eighteen hells after death.

Huang Ming forced himself to look at the figure, and silently said "everything is false", trying to wake up his consciousness, but he heard the figure speak.

"Huang Ming, do you think the things in your eyes are real?"

Huang Ming was stunned, and looked up in disbelief.

He found that the "inner demon" was constantly changing, from the Sitting Deer Arhat to the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, or Baosheng Buddha, and even the Three Patriarchs did not fall behind, which seemed shocking.

Huang Ming's spirit was on the verge of collapse, and his consciousness screamed inconceivably: "How could it be so real, I have never seen the Buddha in the classics, it is impossible..."

With the help of the influence of the toe separation technique on dreams, Ren Qing quietly invaded Huang Ming's Niwan Palace: "Open your eyes, Huang Ming, open your eyes..."

The reason why he made the move was because there was indeed something wrong with Sitting Deer Buddha Qi.

Under the protection of the monks, apart from the statue possessed by Ren Qing, there is also a palm-sized box, which contains the most intense Buddha spirit.

Ren Qingneng could sense that part of the sitting deer Buddha Qi should be sealed in the box, but for some reason, the rest of the Buddha Qi didn't respond.

Huang Ming wakes up in a trance, the outside world has only passed by for a few breaths, but he seems to be in a dream, and he has experienced a hundred years.

He instinctively looked around again, his pupils couldn't help shrinking to the size of a needle's eye, and his feet kneeling on the ground couldn't help shaking.

There is no such thing as the Western Paradise, Buddhism... only the evil land.

Huang Ming saw the souls of his fellow clan being swallowed up by the Buddha's energy all over the sky, each distorted face was full of despair and thoughts of survival.

"help me……"

"kill me……"

In the long river composed of Buddha Qi, there are tens of thousands of terrifying souls.

Huang Ming laughed uncontrollably, causing dozens of monks to surround him, looking at him with murderous intent.

Ren Qing sighed. Immortals and Buddhas are all ways of no return. Living in this world, if you are unlucky, you can't even control life and death.

Huang Ming was shocked, and the fear in his heart was occupied by survival.

Because he knew that once he died, he would not even be qualified to fly away, and would definitely turn into the bones of the Buddha.

Huang Ming kept calling for help from the bottom of his heart, and fell into darkness again before the monks approached.

Ren Qing became more unscrupulous after testing the Buddha spirit of sitting deer, and took advantage of the characteristics of the dreamland to be so close to the world to directly pull Huang Ming into the dream city.

Huang Ming came to the mid-air of Dream City, saw the town full of flowers, and heard the sound of scriptures recited by Ci's people in the morning class.

Unknowingly, the panic and uneasiness gradually receded, leaving only calm like water.

It is also the first time that Ren Qing has used the toe-off technique to change the mind of others. Unexpectedly, he still underestimated the power of this method of ascent to immortality.

He specially waited for the Buddha Qi to turn Huang Ming into a fanatic, but in the end he still easily destroyed his cognition, and then reshaped it.

Huang Ming not only abandoned his belief in Sitting Deer Arhat, but also hated Buddha extremely, and had the idea of ​​yearning for Dream City.

When Ren Qing performed the toe separation technique, the distance spanned tens of thousands of miles.

And the most frightening thing about the toe separation technique is that it can use the influence of dreams to cause the target of the technique to suffer from various diseases.

If Huang Ming felt that he was catching wind and cold in the dream, something would happen to his body as well.

This is the core element of the toe separation technique, "Diseases originate from dreams, and they control the dreams of the world."

Ren Qing was going to develop Huang Ming into an eyeliner, so he didn't need to communicate with Song Zongwu's remnant soul, so he let a little Menghua come to his Niwan Palace.

The contents of the Great Merciful Maitreya Diamond Sutra flooded into Huang Ming's mind, along with the disease of gallstones and a little bit of Buddha's aura.

【Great Mercy Maitreya Diamond Sutra】

[Created by Ren Qing, it is suitable for gallstone diseases, it can gradually turn skin and flesh into metal, and it can be used to start the diamond body after it is completed. 】

Huang Ming trembled uncontrollably, and by the time Menghua disappeared, his body had already adapted to the infusion of Buddha Qi from Sitting Deer Arhat.

His skin and flesh turned into a brass color, and the Buddha's energy flowed through his body from his pores.

The monks in the Inspiration Temple had a ruddy complexion, and looked at Huang Ming with many kind eyes, thinking that they had discovered the hope of inheriting the fruit status.

Huang Ming's expression returned to normal, and his bones made crisp sounds.

Under the watchful eyes of the monks, his deformed limbs and body returned to normal, and he suddenly turned into a skinny man over three meters tall.

Huang Ming clasped his hands together, and responded to the monk's expectation: "Sit on top of the deer and arhat."

In fact, in his heart he only has hatred for Sitting Deer Arhat, and he can still see that dreamlike town in a trance.

There are countless monks walking through the dream city, and there is also a temple dedicated to the Buddha. The Buddha in the main hall is vaguely similar to the figure.

Although the monks have no taboos, they exude the breath of the Great Mercy Maitreya Diamond Sutra, and there is no trace of Buddha's breath at all.

Huang Ming stood up in his dream, and he had long since lost the slightest bit of hesitation.

"I was summoned by the Venerable Sitting Deer, and the Buddha told me to gather followers."

Huang Ming said neither sad nor happy, and the rest of the monks did not doubt it, after all, the other party could grasp the Buddha's energy just after receiving the ceremony.

If nothing else happens, Huang Ming will be the next Arhat Sitting on a Deer.

Seeing that the movement of Lingyin Temple was not unexpected, Ren Qing withdrew his consciousness and asked Junhun to keep an eye on Huang Ming's situation.

He was not in a hurry to guide Lingyin Temple to Xiangxiang, after all, there was an unknown ascetic's layout, and the trouble was not sitting on the Buddha's spirit.

It's about how to strip out Song Zongwu's soul. There are tens of thousands of souls in the Buddha's aura. Thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

Ren Qing is also very curious about the status of Buddhism, and he doesn't know the difference between it and the status of immortals. He hopes to find out the reality of the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp, and prepares for pulling Buddhism into the muddy water in the future.

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly thought of the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva he had met before.

It seems that only when the Buddha Qi feels threatened, will the soul be released actively. The Arhat status should be more rigid than the Bodhisattva status.

Ren Qing didn't immediately deploy means to deal with sitting deer Buddha Qi, but instead found a secluded cave to practice in seclusion.

He originally wanted to wait for the rift in the Heavenly Dao to heal more than half before being promoted, but now it seems that he should break through the world in his stomach to climb the fairy ladder as soon as possible.

Ren Qing needs the rules for filling restricted areas with strange objects, as well as refining war equipment to lay the foundation for future battles between true immortals.

Especially in the restricted area of ​​longevity, there is only one grave mound inside which is obviously not enough.

Ren Qing closed his eyes and meditated, taking advantage of this period of time to let the Temple of Inspiration collect population and use it to expand the ecology of the world in his stomach.

He could vaguely sense that the immortal position of the Taotie method is very involved, more population is beneficial but not harmful, and the Jail Hall also needs a backup force.

During the period of Ren Qing's retreat, Jingzhou was still shaking, and the area of ​​Shuizawa Desert was gradually shrinking unconsciously because there were no corpses of Taoist priests of wine and meat.

Only Xiangxiang is full of vitality, but the endless forest in the south is showing a tendency to expand, but the speed is not obvious.

Ren Qing put all his energy into sorting out the methods of ascending immortals, and ignored the outside world.

In order to become an immortal and attain the Tao, he must be cautious, and if he is a little careless, his soul will be scattered, his body will die, and his dao will disappear.

Time flies like a white horse.

It is hard to feel the traces left by the years in the world in the stomach. After the popularization of practice, the people have already got rid of the [-]-year limit of heaven and man.

Fireworks bloom in the mid-air of the town, which also represents the arrival of the Spring Festival again.

The customs of different races are not the same, and even the language has deviations, but no matter where the world is, there is always a festival to celebrate the passing of winter and the coming of spring.

There were lanterns and festoons everywhere in Wuwei City, and sick children put on their clothes and ran to the streets to play under the instructions of their elders.

Physical martial arts has now become the entry method of the Jail Hall, and even the Songzi Niangniang Temple will directly implant disease seeds when delivering babies to pregnant women, and one can practice physical martial arts at the age of five.

Even if it affects the child's physique, but after all, it can be nourished with the help of pills, so it is very difficult to die prematurely.

Huang Ming was walking in Dream City, but the streets became extremely deserted regardless of day or night.

He climbed to the top of the city wall, and the Wuwei City in the distance was bustling and noisy, with old people and children walking together, just like what should be in the "world".

Huang Ming stared at it silently, and didn't react until there was an extra figure beside him.

He didn't know how to address Ren Qing, who didn't know how deep he was, and couldn't squeeze out a few words with his mouth wide open.

"Huang Ming."

"If you can become a Buddha by being a vegetarian, cattle and sheep can become immortals..."

Ren Qing did not participate in the Spring Festival. Although Zhou Wu and others had greeted him in advance, it was already difficult for him to put his mentality back to a mortal.

Huang Ming was still thinking about the meaning of his words, but Ren Qing's figure disappeared.

In the evening wind blowing, only his murmured voice before he left: "Immortals and Buddhas are all wrapped in skins, I don't want to become a corpse..."

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