The strong from the wild

"Uncover the truth and uncover the truth, Parasana reveals the truth, Parasangha reveals the truth..."

Bursts of Buddhist chants rang out from the Banruo Mountain Execution Demon Temple.Before the sound of the Buddha sounded, there was the sound of the morning bell of the temple, which spread hundreds of miles around the mountains and rivers.

There are many cities and villages around Banruo Mountain, where many ordinary people live, men farming and women weaving.

The plan for a year lies in spring.

To plow, weed, sow...

In the spring season, although the sun is not hot, when the sky is slightly bright in the morning, there is white dew and white frost in the mountains. When the sun rises, once the dew and white frost melt, the air will become very humid and stuffy. Very uncomfortable.

Especially the peasants in the world, wearing bamboo hats on their heads, a sweat towel around their necks, and thick clothes to keep out the cold.It is most uncomfortable when the white dew frost evaporates into water vapor and wets the clothes, and sweat flows out and wets the underwear.

Ordinary people have no other way but to be diligent and conscientious. Even if their palms are covered with ashes and they cannot hold a hoe, they will spit into their palms, and after wetting their palms, they will dig down one after another.

Farming in Yangchun is called "doing Yangchun."

The surroundings of Prajna Mountain have been like this year after year, day after day, from almost a thousand kalpas ago to today, and it has not changed.

Only, today's sky scene seems to be different from usual.

For some reason, the birds in the mountains were silent, and the insects and frogs did not sing.Even the sound of the monks chanting scriptures in the Demon Killing Temple in the distance seems to be no louder than in the past.

A golden and black light is flying from the northeast sky.

Some farmers noticed the abnormal phenomenon in the sky, looked up, put their palms on their foreheads, used it as a pergola, looked into the distance, squinted their eyes and resisted the stimulation of the sun's rays, and then they could barely see clearly, the golden and black radiance in the sky Among them, is a huge black lotus.

The sight of magic weapons flying in the air has long been familiar to all the farmers.

But behind the lotus flower in the northeast sky today, there seems to be a bright red wave galloping towards it.

The lotus was extremely fast, and in just a few breaths, it flew from the end of the sky to the side of Prajna Mountain. The golden and black flowers stood in the air, with a radius of hundreds of meters, like a mountain.

The bright red and bloody waves followed closely behind the lotus.

The whole sky is like an ocean.

And the blood wave was like a tsunami, sweeping from the northeast, a bloody tide roared in the air, slowly covering the entire sky.

When the farmers in the mountains reacted, the entire sky was already bright red, the sun was blocked by blood, and the clouds disappeared.

A sea of ​​blood covers the sky!

Someone shouted: "The birth of a fierce demon must be the birth of a fierce demon!"

Someone yelled strangely: "There have been rumors from my ancestors that the Hengshan Devil Emperor is extremely powerful. Didn't it say that Ji Wushuang, the number one expert under the Devil Emperor's seat, entered the Demon Execution Temple a few days ago? Is it like this today, a sea of ​​blood?"

Someone knelt down on the ground, clasped their hands together, and kowtowed in the direction of the Devil-killing Temple, shouting over and over again: "Amitabha! Amitabha!"

As for the hoe and plowshare, they had already been discarded in the fields by everyone.

People follow the crowd.

One person knelt in the field and shouted the name of Amitabha, and the others naturally followed suit, kneeling in front of the Demon Killing Temple and calling Amitabha.

Boom!

A bloody lightning fell from the sky.

This piece of terraced fields on the hillside just faces the east.

The posture of the peasants kneeling in the fields was naturally seen by the lifeless woman deep in the sea of ​​blood in the air.

Boom!

A bloody thunderbolt descended from the sky, beating the kneeling peasants in the mountains to their wits. Flesh and blood rose into the air against the bloody thunderbolt and merged into the sea of ​​students.

"Between the heavens and the earth, I am the ****! The rest of the Buddhas are all false Buddhas, false Buddhas. If you kneel down and worship the false Buddhas, you will seek your own death. No wonder this Buddha!"

Wu Sheng sat on a golden and black lotus, landed from the air, stood proudly on the top of the green hill, staring at the Prajna Mountain dozens of miles away.

"Why didn't the disciples in the temple come out to welcome the Buddha back?"

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Wusheng's mouth, and the lotus flower under the seat shook slightly, turning into a black light road that was tens of miles long, extending from the top of the green hill to the gate of the Demon Execution Temple.

Boom boom boom!

Wu Sheng** stepped on the top of the black light path step by step, and circles of black ripples appeared under his feet.

Master Wufeng was leading the monks in the monastery to do the morning class. He had just finished reciting the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, and it was time to chant the Pure Heart Sutra. The temple investigated, but happened to hear Wusheng's words "this Buddha is back".

"Could it be that Patriarch Bodhi returned to this temple?"

As soon as this thought came out, Master Wufeng's expression changed, and he couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes.

Even if it is a Buddhist eminent monk, the four elements are all empty, at such a moment, it is difficult to calm the excitement in his heart.But immediately, Master Wufeng felt that something was wrong. He stared at the bloody light in the sky, and a group of auspicious clouds formed from the soles of his feet, and flew out of the hall.

Master Wujiu, Master Wuhen, and Monk Yinyue followed closely behind Master Wufeng, their monk robes fluttering up to the thousand-meter-high sky above the main hall.

"Amitabha! This... what kind of Buddha is this?"

Monk Wujiu's face was stiff, staring at me Wusheng who was approaching.

Master Wuhen also took a deep breath, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures, then waved his sleeves, and performed the method of sound transmission, and the voice spread throughout the halls and towers of the Demon Killing Temple, "Bell the bell! Nine rings!"

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

Nine bells, there must be extremely important things happening.

Immediately, Master Wuhen waved his monk's robe and said again: "Bump again, nine rings!"

Another nine bells sounded, earth-shattering.

The expressions of all the monks and nuns in Zhumo Temple changed drastically.Everyone knows that the ancient bells in the temple cannot be struck casually.On weekdays, there are only three bells ringing at night, drums and morning bells.Even if it was the Hengshan Demon Emperor's attack, or Ji Wushuang's killing at the Demon Execution Temple some time ago, only nine bells rang.

Now, the bell is ringing eighteen times in a row.

It has long been recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that there are eighteen arhats under the seat of the Buddha.

And the eighteen bells are called the alarm bell!

The mountain guard of Zhumo Temple was left by Subhuti, which is extremely mysterious.As early as when the Wu Sheng ** appeared ten miles away, the big formation activated its own formation, and manifested a golden formation mask, covering the Demon Execution Temple.

Wu Sheng came striding forward, and stopped outside the gate of the Demon Execution Temple, standing at a height of a thousand meters, but was blocked by the formation mask.

The closer the distance, the more clearly the monks of Zhumo Temple could see Wu Sheng's face.

There are two faces of Wusheng **, the front is the face of a male Buddha, his face is full of golden and black Buddha light, his eyes are blind, and there are only streaks of black light, like black snakes coming out of the eye sockets.

Master Wusheng looked at Master Wufeng with the face of a male Buddha, then turned around immediately, and with the face of a female Buddha on the back, grinned at the monk of Zhumo Temple, and murmured four words: "This Buddha returns to you!" bit!"

The appearance of this female Buddha is more vicious than that of the previous male Buddha.

There are six breasts from the abdomen to the chest, as bright red as blood.Among the left and right hands, each grabbed this headless and armless baby with a ferocious face, a mouth full of fangs, and blood dripping from the mouth...

"Who are you?"

Master Wufeng was on guard, and asked in a deep voice.

A Buddhist golden body Dharma image rushed out from the top of Master Wufeng.

Even when he was fighting against the Devil Emperor back then, Master Wufeng didn't look as tense as he is today, and he didn't dare to slack off.Just because when he was looking at Wusheng ** just now, he almost lost his Buddha's heart. It seems that his soul has been taken away by others. If he wants to submerge his soul in the boundless sea of ​​learning, if he does not manifest the Dharma in time, with the help of the power of the Dharma. Suppressing the mind, I'm afraid that at this moment, Wu Sheng's eyes have broken the mind, and he will lose his sanity immediately!