The world's most invincible

Chapter 94

Twenty years ago, Feng's mansion was stained with blood.

Twenty years later, the fog drifted across the Qingjiang River.

There are always many sufferings in the world, coming from unexpected places.

20 years ago, it was a happy day for Feng's family to marry a daughter, but the whole family was robbed because of a treasure accidentally obtained by the disciples of the family.

Thousands of clansmen, no one alive, how miserable.

Today, the bride of that year, freshen up, put on the blood-stained wedding dress, and return for revenge.

It's like an old drama in a storybook.

But tonight's night is as dark and cold as it was 20 years ago.

……

After reading the picture scroll of time drawn by the young Jiangshen, Li Xiangyi performed the Confucian qi-watching technique, and he saw that everyone on the big ship was emitting a secret black energy, entangled and filled the whole big ship.

And the other end of the black energy fell on the scarlet wedding dress girl.

This scene proved that what the young Jiangshen said was true. These people were all the masked robbers who broke into the Feng Mansion's mansion back then, or related people who ate the blood of the Feng Mansion.

The only difference is that the gray-clothed young monk Huikong, or his common name Chen Shaobai.

The secret karmic aura emanating from this third young master of the Chen family is not the black aura of sin, but gray resentment.

This means that although he is not the gangster who killed the entire Feng family, he is also contaminated with karma.

Judging from the resentment and grayness of his body, which is not as black as that of the gangsters, it is obvious that Mrs. Feng Qin also hates him.

Maybe it was because he hated him for failing to arrive in time.

If the third young master of the Chen family hadn't chased after the demon cultivator on the way to welcome the bride, but had arrived at the agreed time, with him, the true biography of the Hidden Star Sect, perhaps the Feng family would be able to repel those gangsters.

At least, it won't die.

Using her body instead, from the point of view of Miss Feng's family, is it reasonable for her to resent the groom?
Maybe, maybe not.

But when she saw her parents, relatives and friends falling under the knives of gangsters one by one, she must have hoped that her sweetheart would come in time and use his hidden star sword to kill all the gangsters.

However, she couldn't wait for the bridegroom to arrive in the end.

He was also beheaded by the bandits.

The phoenix coronet and the xiapei and the thousands of blue silks fell to the ground one after another at that moment.

The wailing of the clansmen, the yelling of the gangsters, and only the waning moon in the sky, knew how miserable she was at that time.

The month at this time is the month of the current year.

The wedding dress girl at this time is no longer the newlywed mother of that year.

The Pianpian young hero back then, the young master of the Chen family, has also become an ascetic monk in gray clothes.

Only those gangsters from back then, and those who ate the blood steamed buns from the Feng family, were still those people.

……

Hui Kong lowered his head and kept chanting sutras, the gray monk's robe on his body didn't move, but there were lines of scriptures, carrying golden light, flying out of his mouth and sinking into the body of Feng Qiniang who was wearing a blood-colored wedding dress.

After a few tens of breaths, these golden light scripture cultures relieved some of the grievances on Mrs. Feng Qin, and the thick fog that covered the entire ship and the surface of the river for more than ten miles dissipated a lot.

The surly expression on Mrs. Feng Qi's face also disappeared a lot.

regained some sanity.

She stared at the gray-clothed monk in front of her for a while, then said, "You are Chen Shaobai?"

The young monk replied: "Young monk regrets nothing."

"Regret... Kong? What a regret. Are you here to avenge me?"

The young monk shook his head: "Female benefactor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and you will be right when you turn back. This little monk is here to persuade you to let go."

"Oh, put it down?"

Seeing that the resentment on the wedding dress girl showed signs of erupting again, Huikong looked at her pitifully, and said, "Qiniang, 20 years have passed since the matter of Feng's family, and it has already turned into dust, why should you be persistent?"

"I'm not asking you to let go of your hatred, but your thoughts are completely obscured by hatred now. If you keep indulging in it, you will soon fall into the realm of Asura and cannot be freed."

"I only hope that you will be liberated soon and be reborn in bliss!"

Mrs. Feng Qi showed a half-smiling, half-crying expression on her face again, and said coldly: "I have already fallen into the hell of Abi, how can I go to bliss?"

"The thing that makes me most happy now is to send these executioners one by one into the Asura Dao you mentioned."

"If you really want to help me out, you can help me. After all, there are hundreds of people here. If I kill them one by one, I won't be able to kill them!"

Huikong shook his head again, and replied: "Qiniang, you have fallen into a demon. In order to prevent you from falling into the demonic way, I must stop you from killing people, Amitabha!"

A sneer appeared on Mrs. Feng Qi's face: "I knew that you, Chen, were unreliable. You were unreliable 20 years ago, and now you have become a bald donkey, even less reliable."

"You still want to stop me from killing people, can you stop it?"

call!
After finishing speaking, Mrs. Feng Qi flicked her big sleeve, and waved a bloody light, sweeping towards Huikong.

A golden light appeared on Huikong's body, which turned into a divine ring of Dharma protection.

But it was still knocked away by the evil blood light.

Lady Feng Qi continued to float towards the cabin hall, and the next moment, Regret Kong flashed in front of her again.

"Chen Shaobai, you still want to stop me. Do you really think that I am reluctant to kill you? If you want to die, I will help you!"

Lady Feng Qin spoke coldly, and then slammed her right palm out, condensing a huge bloody palm, and hit Huikong hard on the chest.

The golden light of Dharma protector appeared on the young monk again, but it flew out again.

This time, a bloodstain flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face turned waxy white.

Obviously this time, Mrs. Feng Qi really didn't hold back.

Even so, he still stood in front of Mrs. Feng Qi once again.

"Qiniang, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, there is still time to turn around!"

"Come to your third uncle!"

Lady Feng Qi snarled and waved her palm again.

Huikong looked miserable, but he still didn't dodge or fight back, he just used the golden light to protect his body, and let the bloody giant palm hit him again.

……

In the big ship, all the passengers were shocked by the huge movement in the corridor on the second floor.

They wanted to check it out, but no matter whether it was the monks of the immortal family, the heroes of the rivers and lakes, officials and wealthy businessmen, they couldn't leave the cabin hall.

This weird situation made them even more frightened and flustered.

The continuously flowing blood had slowly submerged their ankles and continued to rise.

Maybe it won't take long to completely submerge them.

Judging from the endless resentment that filled the entire cabin, if it was really submerged in this blood, the end would be unimaginable.

In the aisle, Mrs. Feng Qi knocked Huikong away again and again, and Huikong appeared in front of her again and again, like a repeated picture.

……

At the same time, a figure of a young monk in gray appeared in front of Li Goyi, the young Jiangshen and Xiao Qianjun.

He looked at the young Jiang Shen who looked like he was watching a good show.

Bowing down to Li Xiangyi beside him, he said: "Qiniang's mind is already possessed by demons. With my own strength, I can't resolve the resentment in her body. Please help me, sir!"

"help you?"

"Yes, sir is full of Confucian grandeur, majestic and upright. If you are willing to help, you will be able to reduce all the resentment on Qiniang."

"But I don't want to."

The young monk was taken aback for a moment, apparently not expecting such an answer.

Li Xiangyi said indifferently: "Master Huikong, your Buddhist school talks about 'the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn your head and see the shore', and you say 'put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away', but our Confucian school is different."

"The most holy teacher said that we should repay grievances directly, and Xunzi said, 'If you teach but don't punish, then the traitors won't be punished'."

"So, I won't stop Miss Feng from avenging her people."

(End of this chapter)