I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 357 Shemale is not compatible!
"Do you still feel that you are not at fault?" He Pingan turned his eyes and looked at Faming again.

Faming Yinhun's complexion was already pale, but when he heard the words of the dryad's grandmother, the Yin energy in his body kept rolling, and it seemed that he was going to disperse immediately.

He Ping'an waved a wave of mana to help Faming stabilize the ghost. After a long time, the soul finally stabilized.

"The poor monk is wrong, the poor monk is all wrong!"

Faming's face was gloomy, and two drops of muddy tears flowed from his eyes.

It's just that he doesn't have a physical body, and the tears are just the transformation of Yin Qi, and they have disappeared before they fall on the ground.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "The poor monk was deceived by a monster and slaughtered the human race. He deserves death. I hope Senior Martial Saint will help me!"

After the words fell, his knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground. He no longer had the fierce look he had before, and his expression was already filled with an expression of lovelessness.

"If you die, these human races can be resurrected?"

With a wave of He Pingan's sleeve, hundreds of ghosts were captured by him.

These ghosts are all human races under Fa Ming who died tragically in Huangpao Mountain.

Dozens of them, dressed in monk's robes, were the disciples that Fa Ming had accepted back then.

When they saw Fa Ming, they didn't feel angry as they expected. Instead, they looked excited and had tears in their eyes.

When Faming saw these people, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and kept kowtowing to these ghosts on the ground, his regret was beyond words.

Seeing this scene, these ghosts rushed to Fa Ming's side in a blink of an eye, and helped him up together: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Master, I'm sorry you guys!"

Looking at the familiar faces in front of him, Fa Ming felt even more ashamed, and kept repenting.

Back then, why did I become obsessed with ghosts, so easily bewitched by the tree demon grandma.

It doesn't matter if you degenerate yourself, and you have harmed so many people.

"Master, you are not sorry for us!"

One of the disciples dressed in a monk's robe stood up. He was the first to convert to Faming and had the deepest relationship with Faming. In the mouth, how can it be like living on Huangpao Mountain for ten years without hiding XZ!"

"That's right, master, you don't know, those ten years were the most comfortable and happiest ten years for us!"

The remaining ghosts echoed one after another, with memories shining on their faces.

For them, the ten years in Huangpao Mountain was indeed much better than hiding in XZ under the rule of Yaozu.

Everyone has food to eat, everyone can marry a wife and have children, and everyone is equal.

Besides, even if Fa Ming didn't kill them, without Fa Ming's protection, they would definitely die in the Yaozu territory.

"The poor monk is not worthy to be your master"

Hearing these ghosts say this, Fa Ming blamed himself more and more. If it wasn't because he was too conceited and thought that he could break through the Transcendence, such things would not have happened.

"Okay, you guys step back first."

With a wave of He Pingan's sleeve, hundreds of ghosts could not help themselves, they had disappeared from their original places and returned to Fengdu City.

Then He Ping'an's eyes turned sharply, and his voice sounded like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening: "You said you were wrong just now, do you know where you are wrong?"

Faming said foolishly: "I was all wrong, I was all wrong."

"I shouldn't be conceited, I shouldn't try to influence the Scorpion King with flesh and blood."

"I shouldn't even have to go to the locust tree to receive treatment from the dryad"

"The worst thing is to break the killing command on Huangpao Mountain and get out of hand."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Fa Ming proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the images of the past flowed through his mind bit by bit.

After listening to his confession, He Pingan shook his head and said, "You're wrong!"

Fa Ming raised his head in surprise, looked at He Pingan and said, "I beg senior to enlighten me."

He Pingan looked at Fengdu City below, and said, "The worst thing you did was to underestimate the inherent cruelty and bloodthirsty of the monster race."

"You shouldn't try to save the demon race."

"Especially the monster race that feeds on human flesh, how can it be so easy to change?"

"Humans and monsters are not compatible, it is not an empty talk."

Hearing He Ping'an's words, Faming was confused. After a moment of silence, he asked, "But the Buddha said that all living beings can be saved."

"Hehe, it's a good sentence that all living beings can be saved!"

Hearing this, He Pingan seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and sneered: "Then why hasn't the world become a Buddhist world?"

"Why didn't the Yaozu Yaodi, the Daoist Daoist, become a Buddhist disciple?"

"It's ridiculous!"

Faming was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing what to say, but there seemed to be a belief in his heart that began to waver.

He Pingan went on to say: "In Pindao's view, the so-called degreeization is just nonsense. Everything is based on strength. Whether it is degreeization or suppression, there is no essential difference."

"Faming, do you understand?"

Faming's complexion changed drastically. Since he was born, he has received Buddhist education. What He Ping'an said now completely overturned his understanding of Buddhism and the degree of transformation in his heart.

But it seems that there is still some truth to it.
"Thank you for the enlightenment, senior, the poor monk has been taught!"

Fa Ming clasped his hands together and saluted He Pingan.

He Ping'an nodded in satisfaction. From Fa Ming's eyes, he saw that Fa Ming already had a lot of doubts about the teachings of Buddhism in his heart.

As long as this seed is planted, it will germinate sooner or later in the future.

"Fa Ming, you have killed countless people and committed a heinous crime. Originally, according to the method of the poor, you were going to be beheaded on the spot, and your mind and soul would be wiped out."

"But you were deceived by others back then. Now that you have repented, the poor way will send you into the nether world. Reincarnation of cause and effect is God's will!"

He Ping'an's voice fell, and then he waved his sleeves. Before Fa Ming could refuse, a gust of wind blew in, and Fa Ming's ghost was involuntarily brought out of the human book world.

Under Nine Netherworld, an ancient gate slowly opened. Before Fa Ming could stand still, he was sucked into the Nether Passage by a huge force.

Netherworld.

reincarnation city.

The wind was howling, and the sky was full of gray clouds.

On a high platform, an elderly monk in a golden cassock, wearing a Vairocana crown, holding a tin staff in one hand and a rosary in the other, is sitting cross-legged on it.

As if sensing something, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes, his body was illuminated by the Buddha's light, and the rosary in his hand was illuminated by the Buddha's light, emitting a ten thousand zhang light, which immediately turned into a golden light and disappeared.

After ten breaths, a figure wrapped in golden rosary beads landed next to the old monk.

"Faming, you're finally here."

Looking at the ignorant figure in the golden rosary, the old monk seemed to have a glimmer of joy on Gu Jing Wubo's face.

"Master, it's you!"

Just as Fa Ming fell into the Netherworld, before he had time to observe the surrounding environment, he felt a golden light shining and brought him here.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, the person he saw was his master in the Western Buddhist realm, the Buddha who held the ground.

"Faming, Master has been waiting for you for a long time!"

On the face of the Buddha Chidi, there was also a little emotion. It was a thousand years, and now we meet again. The master and the disciple are actually in this netherworld.

"Master, do you know that I will die?"

Faming looked surprised and asked.

"It's a long story, when you left the Buddhist realm"

Chichi Buddha let out a long sigh, and spoke eloquently, but he didn't notice that a tiny blood-colored silk thread flashed away on Fa Ming's soul body.

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