Under one person, I am Zhang Chulan’s brother

Chapter 46 I dare not watch Guanyin from now on
Moro, also known as Bo Xun, is the famous demon king of the sixth heaven. He commands the 80 billion demons in the Six Desire Heaven and specializes in tempting practitioners and preventing them from attaining enlightenment.

The Six Desire Heaven where Bo Xun is located also calls him the Transformation Heaven.

If Zhang Chuyi remembered correctly, what was recorded on the parchment scroll should be his Hua Zi Zai Tian magic spell.

This thing is dangerous, because it will make the cursed person fall into an internal illusion where it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. In this illusion, you can experience all the pleasures you can imagine, and almost all your wishes will come true.

Therefore, if one is not firm in his will, once he enters the illusion of otherness, he will sink into desire forever, almost unable to extricate himself.

Zhang Chuyi is still very confident in his ambition, but the ghost knows what the temptation will appear in front of him later.

Even a person like Wu Gensheng lingered there for a whole day and didn't know how long he would spend here.

When I first entered the illusion, the surroundings were pitch black.

And as a ray of light emerged from the end of the darkness, everything around it brightened up like the rising sun.

When the illusion was illuminated by light, Zhang Chuyi was dumbfounded by the scene in front of him.

What a beautiful world this is, everywhere you look is filled with bright pink and holy white.

After careful observation, he was surprised to find that these two magnificent colors are composed of countless blooming peonies and lotus flowers.

The fresh and fragrant floral fragrance filled the entire space, making Zhang Chuyi feel so relaxed and happy with every breath.

"You are here~~"

A vast Sanskrit sound came from the depths of the flowers. It was so sacred, but he heard an extremely charming moan from it.

Suppressing his beating heart, Zhang Chuyi walked in the direction of the voice.

Pushing away the peonies that hang down from the sky like a waterfall, a huge lotus platform made of petals appeared in front of his eyes.

On the lotus platform is the back of a woman.

She was wearing a thin white gauze, with a golden full moon standing above her head.

Through the countless gaps in the white gauze, Zhang Chuyi saw a soft ridge line on the woman's jade back.

This is a graceful curve that symbolizes a superb figure, spreading straight down, as if it can lead to the true meaning of life.

"Who are you?" Zhang Chuyi's eyes widened like a buffalo in heat, and his chest was panting like a broken bellows.

"Does it matter who I am?"

Liantai turned around slowly, revealing the true face of a woman.

"Xia...Xia He?!" Zhang Chuyi, who saw the woman's face clearly, was dumbfounded, only feeling his scalp numb.

This interior scene will change what he wants in his heart. Could it be that he has some thoughts about Xia He in his subconscious?
Before Zhang Chuyi could figure it out, his thoughts gradually became unable to turn, and his eyes were completely attracted.

Xia He in front of her was wearing a white gauze like clouds and smoke, with her snowy neck and lotus arms looming.

The charming face in the past has become extremely sacred.

Zhang Chuyi's breathing became heavy, and a crazy idea arose in his heart, that is, to ravage and stain this sanctity.

However, as if sensing Zhang Chuyi's emotional fluctuations, Xia He raised his slender hand and pinched out a seal, and a soft wave like a clear spring suddenly appeared in his calm eyes.

This gentle wave, as if possessing the magical power to calm people down instantly, pulled back Zhang Chuyi who was on the verge of madness.

I don't know since when, Zhang Chuyi found that his excited heartbeat had calmed down, and all the bad and evil thoughts in his heart were expelled from his body.

Of course, except for the most primitive desires that come from deep within the body.

"For so many years, you must have worked hard." Xia He asked softly like a bodhisattva, his voice was as beautiful as a guqin.

Zhang Chuyi didn't speak, but just felt that the wonderful scenery in front of him made him extremely satisfied.

However, in the next second, the lotus platform under Xia He's seat suddenly scattered into lotus flowers all over the sky.

The lotus slapped Zhang Chuyi on the face, but he was reluctant to close his eyes at this moment.

Because Xia He, who had lost her lotus platform, floated down, the white gauze fluttering in the wind made her look like a fairy who did not eat fireworks.

As Xia He fell to the ground, a pair of delicate snow-white jade feet with toes like pearls appeared in front of him.

Zhang Chuyi stared blankly, watching Xia He walk in front of him.

"Here, there are only the two of us." Xia He hooked Zhang Chuyi's neck with both hands, and breathed like blue: "You don't have to work so hard anymore."

Feeling Xia He's charming and pure atmosphere, Zhang Chuyi's heart was also engaged in a battle between heaven and man.

To be, or to be destroyed, this is the question left by the great writer Shakespeare to the world.

There are endless mysteries in this.

At the moment, Zhang Chuyi also has a question full of life philosophy, that is, whether to be tidy or not.

He will definitely regret it, because everything in front of him is obviously a trap for him to transform into the Zi Zi Tian curse. If he loses his mind once, he may completely lose the chance to regain control.

But if it's not neat, Zhang Chuyi feels that he will regret it even more.

Before coming in, he had not thought that his willpower would be so fragile.

After more than ten years of cultivating the mind, can't even resist it for 3 minutes?
"Forget the troubles of the world, forget all the unpleasant things, let's seize this short time, shall we?" Xia He caressed Zhang Chuyi's face with the back of his hand, his tone full of temptation.

I saw her slowly leaning in front of me, her pretty eyes glowing with a soul-stirring light: "I won't harm you, I will only let you reach the pure land in your heart and ascend to bliss."

This beautiful face is obviously as holy as a Buddha, but the words he speaks are as tempting as a devil, as if they are leading him to perdition step by step.

If he succumbed, wouldn't he fall into the abyss of desire forever?

Zhang Chuyi, who felt that he could no longer hold back, opened his mouth tremblingly, and began to recite in a stuttering voice:

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are all empty, and overcomes all hardships. The color of the relic is not different from emptiness, and the emptiness is not different from color. …”

He doesn't know the Qingjing Sutra, and the Heart Sutra is the last means he can think of to resist temptation.

Xia He, who heard the Heart Sutra, did not scream in terror like a demon. The awe-inspiring Buddha's voice seemed to have no effect on her.

"What's the use of you reading this?" Xia He smiled brightly, like a blooming lotus, "You said you don't want it, but your body doesn't show any rejection at all."

After finishing speaking, he lightly poked Zhang Chuyi's forehead with his finger.

Zhang Chuyi is like an iron tower whose foundation has been dug out, falling backwards unstoppably.

Then a delicate body that was soft and boneless, exuding bursts of fragrance, threw itself into his arms... 10086 words are omitted here.

(End of this chapter)