Difficulty: starting from the sword, halberd and demon

Chapter 53
The ghost disappeared in the river.

With the help of the secret technique of painting the soul, the demon army was the first to pass through the black and white world and came to the corridor of death.

Teng Xielang did not hesitate to praise him: "You can overcome difficulties without losing a single soldier, and you have made great contributions to painting the soul."

The demon painter smiled arrogantly, and pointed to the ground not far ahead, where a simple and mysterious wooden box lay quietly.

"Could it be that the treasure of the ghost river is this thing?"

After all, without waiting for Teng Xielang to issue an order, he walked forward, talking to himself excitedly.

"However, breaking through a level of barriers is not a great achievement. Only by winning the treasure for the devil can it be a great achievement. This time, my painting soul will take the lead in obtaining treasures from ghosts and rivers, hahahaha... ..."

The wooden box was more than ten steps away, although the painting soul was complacent, he deliberately walked slowly, but he arrived very quickly.

Just as he was about to reach out to pick it up, suddenly the Buddha came from behind and shouted solemnly: "Evil demons are different, don't be presumptuous!"

It turned out that Manjushri, the Heavenly Man and the Great Compassionate, also passed through the black and white world with the help of the magic circle, and now they have just arrived.

However, because of the reversal of the Buddha's origin, the five declines of heaven and man appeared on his body, and he was close to the state of extinction to eliminate the damage of the black and white light beams. The two monks had already suffered serious vitality.

Even if they immediately restore the reversed Buddha essence, dissipate the four righteous truths, and get out of the state of the five declines of heaven and man, they will not be able to change this point.

Therefore, instead of making Hua Hun feel threatened by their arrival, they laughed wantonly, and their demon palms reached out to the wooden box at a more rapid speed.

Teng Xielang realized that there was a gap to take advantage of, and the scarlet red evil whip was about to kill the monk and end his career. The barb at the end of the whip was scarlet and shimmered slightly, like a poisonous stake with a scorpion's tail that was ready to devour, gently raised behind him.

However, at this moment, Hua Hun's tragic wailing interrupted the imminent battle.

Teng Xielang immediately turned his head when he heard the sound, but saw that Huahun's body had been ignited with soaring flames, and in the blink of an eye, the mysterious painter of the demon world was burned into a scorched corpse.

Ren Fengyun and She Shengtong quickly rushed to Huahun's side, but they were helpless to deal with him, they could only watch him being burned by the fire.

"Painting Soul!"

Teng Xielang was taken aback, he didn't expect that the treasure was right in front of him, and there was still an ambush.

Seeing this scene, the two monks of Wanshengyan immediately said loudly: "The artifacts of the Central Plains, the virtuous live there, and the evil spirits from other lands try to get their hands on them, and they can only bring about their own destruction!"

Teng Xielang was furious, he turned around and wanted to smash the bones of these two unsightly bald donkeys, but Ren Fengyun beside him had already taken a step ahead.

The feather fan swayed lightly, even though the refined scholar had murderous intentions in his heart, he still had a smile on his face:

"I originally thought that the two monks, as Master Wan Shengyan, have high virtues and profound Dharma, and they must have high opinions when they come to the front of the battle, but I didn't expect to say such vulgar words!

"You are ignorant, sitting in a well and looking at the sky. You only see a square inch of the Central Plains, and you don't know the heroes of our demon world. You don't think about this treasure hunt. The three parties are fighting together. Why is my demon world far ahead? Doesn't it just mean that my demon world is the only one who has power?" Virtue?

"You can even say something like 'the artifacts of the Central Plains are not available to people from other lands'. It shows how arrogant you are, how contemptuous you are of foreigners, and your separation is more than Mount Tai!"

Anger gradually climbed up Ren Shenfu's cheeks: "It's just that, for the people in my demon world, you insult and kill people at every turn, without mercy, and you don't know what you have accomplished after practicing Buddhism for these years?
"How is such behavior different from ours? It's just a cloak of hypocrisy, using the banner of justice to destroy dissidents."

Under the furious eyes of the two monks, Ren Fengyun pretended to shake his head and sigh in pain.

"Alas, in the Dharma-ending period, demons wear cassocks and evil masters run rampant, and the world only knows to fear our superficial demons. Who can tell the difference between Bo Xun's disciples like Buddha body and demon heart?

"Wanshengyan has such an evil devil who does not practice virtue, distorts the scriptures, and wears human skin. I am really worried about it, but I can't help but think that it can allow two animals like you to occupy high positions and have both fame and fortune. I wonder if Wanshengyan is really as righteous as it appears on the surface."

Dabei Manjusri originally had a very bad complexion due to serious internal injuries, but now he let Fengyun turn black and white and slander wantonly, and couldn't help but get angry, and his mouth overflowed with vermilion.

His eyes widened, and he shouted angrily: "The evil spirit has been razed to the ground, with ulterior motives, and Manjusri will never forgive him!"

The two monks, Tianren and Dabei, have been practicing together for hundreds of years. They have long been intimate and connected with each other.

"Humph."

Ren Fengyun sneered.

"Being exposed by me, are you jumping over the wall in a hurry? Today is a life-and-death situation, and the moon is waning. Why are you afraid of the devil world? I want to see, who is the real devil and the fake Buddha?"

After all, Ren Fengyun used his magic skills, and the surrounding sky suddenly darkened, and it seemed that an amazing evil force was about to come out.

"Spiritual Primordial Phase Six-Armed Demon!"

An evil magic figure with a height of six feet appeared behind Ren Fengyun, and six ghost element pearls soared into the sky, embedded in the face of the law, and turned into six eyes, shooting out magic light, which looked very evil and strange.

The Zhangliu golden body was originally the incarnation of the Buddha, and it appeared in the world for the purpose of enlightening all living beings.

Therefore, the evil spirit also pretends to be the magic face of Mara, and wants to fight with him.

Seeing the evil demons insulting the righteous Dharma again, the two monks no longer jumped into a rage, but buried their anger deeply in their hearts, and devoted themselves to eliminating demons and defending the way, so as to face the truth.

I saw the two monks put their hands together, closed their eyes and chanted sutras, and the golden Buddha light burst out from their bodies immediately.

"At that time, World Honored One, he slept on a precious bed under the Sala forest, and entered the fourth meditation at night in it without a sound, and then passed into Nirvana in a short time. The Great Enlightened World Honored One has entered Nirvana, and the east and west of the Sala forest are combined into one tree. The two pairs of north and south are combined into one tree, hanging down the precious bed and covering the Tathagata, the tree immediately turns white like a white crane, its branches, leaves, flowers, fruit, skin, and stem are all burst and fallen, gradually withered and destroyed..."

Amidst the solemn chanting, the two monks turned into two Sala trees, one withered and the other prosperous, all five feet high, with the lower roots connected and the upper branches joined together.Its leaves are abundant and beautiful like a wheel, the fruit is as big as a bottle, and the roots are strong.

The golden light flowed out like honey, and between the two trees, there appeared an unworldly Buddha shadow. When Ren Fengyun and other devils saw the shadow, they felt oppressed and resisted deep into the bone marrow, as if they had met a natural enemy.

I saw the sangha paving the ground, lying on his side safely, with his head facing north and west, and his right arm bent on his pillow. It was the scene of Buddha's Nirvana in the past!

For a moment, the holy light was shining, the demonic atmosphere cleared, and the entire death corridor seemed to have turned into a scenic spot of a spiritual mountain.

　I originally planned to write a story about scolding Manjushri to death before Ren Fengyun, but after thinking about it, I felt that it was too much, so I regretted to abandon it.In addition, "juegongzhiwei" seems to be a wrong usage, and the correct one is "juegongzhiwei", but I only knew the former before, and I thought the former was more fluent, so I still used the former.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)