"why?"Didn’t that person say that after I have forged this copper head and iron brain, this body that is indestructible by swords and spears, and refined the corpse qi of all fallen things, there will be only three people in the world who can defeat me? "why?" Emperor Chongluo exhaled, only to feel new pain all over his body. "what why?" Nangong Baixing walked closer, picked up a bolt of lightning and held it in his hand as if he was holding a sword. Emperor Zhongluo was about to stand up when Nangong Baixing suddenly put his hand on his shoulder. The suspended corpse qi immediately climbed up Nangong Baixing's hand, but he didn't care at all and just gently pressed Emperor Zhongluo back. "Sit down, there's no need to stand up." Emperor Zhongluo looked at the man pressing on his shoulder, and the red eyeball that appeared from behind the damaged visor couldn't help but widen. He saw that the corpse gas that climbed up his hand was decomposing and dissipating. As Emperor Zhong Luo opened his eyes wide, even his red eyeballs began to crack, as if they would shatter like glass beads at any time.
"Master Ma Linglong has already cut off your roots." "What did you say?" Hearing the name again, blood mist spurted out from the gaps in the armor, and even the cracks on the broken eyeball became more obvious and deeper. "I mean, your foundation has been destroyed. There is no possibility of further progress." "But just now, I clearly advanced one level..." Emperor Zhongluo was still thinking about what had just happened. His strength had obviously increased during the confrontation with Nangong Baixing. Wasn’t that enough? "Different." Nangong Baixing shook his head. "That's your limit. It's like a patient with a terminal illness who recovers a little at a certain point. That's all." "You mean, I will be trapped in this body for the rest of my life, with no chance of ascending to immortality?" When he asked this, Nangong Baixing became confused. "Zombies are not in the Three Realms and are outside the Six Paths. What do you want to do to become an immortal? And..." Nangong Baixing said seriously: "You can't become an immortal either." "Because Ma Linglong cut off my roots?" "Are you still stubborn?" Nangong Baixing frowned, "You can't become an immortal in the first place. Who lied to you? Who said that Hanba can become an immortal?" "Impossible! Ma Linglong wouldn't lie to me!" The emperor Zhongluo's eyeballs shattered and blood plasma spurted out from his eye sockets. "I'm going to ask her myself! I'm going to ask her!" "But Immortal Master Ma Linglong has already returned to the Taoist mountain."
"She's still alive!" The Emperor Zhongluo was actually able to resist the pressure from Nangong Baixing at this moment and managed to stand up. "She told me that as long as I practice diligently, don't cause harm to the world, accumulate merits, and do good deeds, I will be able to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal one day?" Nangong Baixing asked curiously, "Since Immortal Master Ma Linglong has told you the way to attain enlightenment, why don't you follow her advice? I think what you are doing now is completely contrary to the method she told you." "You still don't understand?" Emperor Zhongluo laughed loudly, "I am a zombie! Zombie! You actually asked me to do good things and not kill? Isn't this ridiculous? That stupid woman thought she was guiding me to be good, but in fact I was born a bad person, a devil. She wanted me to be a good person? It's very difficult!" After laughing so loudly, Emperor Zhongluo's voice suddenly lowered again, and he just muttered to himself. "She lied to me? Why would she lie to me? Ma Linglong, why did you lie to me? I obviously can't become an immortal. Didn't you say that Taoist priests don't lie..." "You have done many evil things, and you deserve this." Nangong Baixing ignored Emperor Zhongluo's mumbling and reached out his hand to the top of his head. Emperor Zhongluo had given up resistance at this moment. He just bent down and willingly accepted Nangong Baixing's palm. He murmured, "The immortal stroked my head and gave me eternal life." …… Ripples appeared around Yin Xiu, and when the lake surface, which seemed to be blown by a breeze, calmed down again, the surroundings became clear again. "This is……" Yin Xiu was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that it was a temple far away from the main temple of Thousand Buddhas Temple, on the other corner of the mountain. If I remember correctly, the monk there should be called Meng Wu, the monk that Yin Xiu and his friends met when they first went up the mountain. At this time, he was standing in front of the yard, looking at the flames in the distance that had not yet been extinguished. He was not surprised by Yin Xiu's appearance, but said to himself: "The fire in Qianfo Temple has been burning for almost ten days, and there is still no sign of it being extinguished." "I did it." Yin Xiu confessed directly, "I was the one who set the fire." "is it?" Meng Wu smiled, "What a terrifying courage." "What, you don't know?" Yin Xiu sat down aside. "I am not omniscient and omnipotent, so how can I know?" "So, what about the worms in the bodies of the monks at the Thousand Buddha Temple? You don't know about that either?" "I know that."
Meng Wu was still smiling, "I knew it a long time ago." "Then why don't you tell me?" "It's too late." Meng Wu shook his head. "It's better not to say it if it's too late. Since it's already too late, why bother to say it out loud and make others suffer?" "Isn't it better to save as many people as possible?" "The sea of suffering is endless." Meng Wu sighed, "Even if I can save one person, I can't save the others. In fact, I have been hesitating and wavering. Now I think back, if I had the courage and determination of the donor, I could burn all my troubles with fire, and I would be clean and innocent. " "You are a vegetarian and a Buddhist, it's normal that you can't do it." Yin Xiu said calmly: "I am different. I have seen many different hells, other people's and my own. As long as you don't make up your mind, you will never be able to escape from hell. If you want to save yourself and others, you have to make up your mind to kill others, even yourself if necessary, all for the sake of surviving in hell." "I see." Meng Wu stood up straight, clasped his hands together and bowed to Yin Xiu. "Donor, you have done a great deed." "Merit?" Yin Xiu looked at him and said seriously: "I destroyed the Thousand Buddha Temple completely, and even many people in the Thousand Buddha Temple died because of me, even though these people were killed by bandits before I arrived, they only climbed up again because of the control of the insects. But I just killed them all numbly, and just to drive out the Insect King, I completely burned down this thousand-year-old temple. I didn’t save anyone along the way.” "But you have saved them from becoming slaves to those worms and from committing the sin of killing by staining themselves with innocent blood. This is a great merit." Meng Wu held the rosary in his hand and said, "I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty." "This is the great wish made by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva before he became a Buddha." Yin Xiu said. "Yes." Meng Wu smiled, took off the plain white cassock that he had been wearing, folded it carefully in his hands, and put it aside. At this time, he was only wearing a thin monk's robe, lowered his eyebrows, and smiled, "Finally, I would like to ask you to do me a favor." "help?" Yin Xiu had vaguely guessed something, but didn't say it out loud. Meng Wu just walked forward, took a look at the burning Thousand Buddha Temple in the distance, then turned around and looked at the small courtyard where he was meditating. Then he walked to the stone steps connecting here and looked down. "No one will deliver food here anymore."
Yin Xiu nodded. The monk who brought food and water to Meng Wu was probably dead. "Have you given up?" "I didn't have any intention to begin with, so why would I give up?" Meng Wu smiled. However, when he saw Yin Xiu frowning, he understood that Yin Xiu was not someone who liked to chant Buddhist verses with others. So he waved his hands and said, "I'm sorry, it's my sour temper that displeased the donor." "It doesn't matter." Yin Xiu sat down on the side, took out a flask and took a sip, "People in the world always speak in a variety of ways. Some like to make others happy, some like to make others sad, and some want others not to understand. And Master, you..." Yoon Soo pointed a finger at him, “It’s not your fault if others don’t understand.” Wu Meng smiled and walked to Yin Xiu's side. "Donor, it's almost time." "Do you really have to go to this extent?" Yin Xiu frowned, "You have obviously escaped the massacre of the bandits." "I did dodge it." Meng Wu's smile disappeared, his brows furrowed, and he remembered that terrible night. "I heard screams coming from the Thousand Buddha Temple all night long. That night the mountain wind seemed to be the incarnation of the devil, carrying the screams into my ears. And because of the control of the insect, I couldn't move, so I could only stand here and watch and listen to the movements on the other side. Just as you said, I witnessed hell, it was right in front of me. Until the morning came I was still alive, but I hated that I was still alive." Meng Wu clenched his fists, veins bulging. "I should have died that night along with everyone else in the temple, but I am still alive. I survived, witnessed the changes that happened to others, and still talked and laughed with them as if they were still alive, or I was dead like them. The night when the bandits went up the mountain was hell. That was the hell in my sight. Every day since then has been an endless hell that I have been experiencing continuously and surrounded me. I didn't know whether I was alive or dead, or maybe I was actually hacked to death by the bandits that night, but I forgot this just like them and just thought I was a [survivor]? And the others are just bags of flesh possessed by bugs? Am I different from them? That's not right! All people are the same! There is no difference between me and them! So I should also take the same path as them! Different paths! Same destination! " He suddenly opened his arms towards Yin Xiu and exposed his chest. "I will not attain Buddhahood until hell is empty." Yin Xiu stood up, holding the famous sword Chaofeng in his hand. "So, we have to cut off the root of the worm here, is that what you mean?"
Yin Xiu raised his sword and pointed the Chaofeng Sword at Meng Wu's throat. "Yes." The painful expression on Meng Wu's face had disappeared a lot, replaced by the calmness after extreme pain and struggle. “If I were to end my life, I would probably become a slave to the insects again when I came back to life, with no consciousness left and no energy or thought to resist. This will only harm others, so I can only ask you to break the precept of not killing and kill me, while completely eradicating the roots and killing the bugs in my body as well." "If I were you, I would choose to run away, really." Yin Xiu flipped the famous sword Chao Feng. “Judging from the reactions of those people, as long as you don’t die, the bugs can’t control you. They just exist in a symbiotic state with you, and you can't even feel their presence, right? So, if I were you, I would first survive, no matter how much struggle or pain I have to endure, I would survive and look for ways to be saved and freed. " "However, isn't the way to salvation right here?" Meng Wu asked back. After tidying up his clothes, Meng Wu said seriously: "It's enough to get here. It's enough." "is it?" Yin Xiu said no more. He respected Meng Wu's choice. Perhaps he already wanted to escape from hell at this moment. He did not expect the Buddha to show mercy and hang down a spider silk to save him, nor did he hope that God would have eyes and that reciting a few Buddhist scriptures would help him escape from the sea of suffering. The way to salvation lay only in the sharp blade in Yin Xiu's hand. 呲! Yin Xiu waved his hand, and Meng Wu's head flew high up, fell to the ground, and blood gushed out like a fountain. The headless body fell to the ground in an instant. Yin Xiu was not in a hurry to leave, but just walked aside and waited patiently. Sure enough, after a while, black veins began to emerge on the back of Meng Wu's hand, gradually becoming obvious, expanding, bulging, spreading and growing towards the neck that had lost its head. After about another cup of tea, the monk's headless body stood up, groped his way to the head, took it back, and reattached it to his neck. At the fracture, the new granulation tissue swells, develops into threads, and then connects with each other. Finally, after he shook his head, the neat, hideous wound disappeared without a trace. Turning around somewhat mechanically, "Meng Wu" with blood all over his body, clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Yin Xiu. "Donor, it's been a long time since we last met. How have you been lately?" "Okay, okay, you old x!" Yin Xiu raised his hand and Meng Wu’s head flew up again. This time, there was a worm twisting in the blood fountain. The tip of Chaofeng Sword poked it again, and the worm let out a strange cry. It was pulled into the air and then cut in half by Yin Xiu's sword. True Yang Life Fire! The flames escaped from Yin Xiu's fingertips and fell into the side room.
A raging flame immediately burned and rose up, and soon it set the surroundings of this quiet Zen temple on fire. Even the two trees in the yard began to wail in the raging fire. Meng Wu's body turned into a torch in the flames, illuminating the surrounding darkness and also revealing the anger on Yin Xiu's face. His anger was silent, but visible to the naked eye. Yin Xiu stood there silently, and the space around him began to ripple like the surface of water. Then the sound of something breaking came into my ears, clear and loud. Yin Xiu only felt a sudden shake and his feet lost weight. Then he fell to the ground, lost his balance and sat on the ground. Yin Xiu checked his body and found no pain. "It hurts! Get down now!" It turned out that Bai Fenghuang was almost crushed to death by him sitting on her butt, and her eyes rolled back. (End of this chapter)