Duan Rui's mind was almost completely blank, and the encounter that he had never had and could not imagine made this Hundred Missing Heavenly Demons who could stop crying at night in recent years have a familiar and strange sense of weakness, just like facing the "Crazy Knife" Su Meng when he was young, he couldn't beat him and couldn't get rid of it, and he didn't succeed in escaping until the magician made a move.

Just now, there was still the "brocade scattered people" Shao Changge and the heir of the Bodhisattva of Joy Ying Ning, it was the vast green sea where the wind blew the grass and saw the cattle and sheep, and now it is the gray-robed withered monk, the sick and weak son and the sword-wielding fairy, the river that is rolling eastward, and the iron cable across the water.

On the grassland, Shao Changge and Ying Ning stood in a daze, their eyes wide open, looking at the place where Duan Rui disappeared, their mouths opened little by little, and they couldn't make a sound.

What just happened?

A hand suddenly appeared in the void and grabbed the Hundred Missing Heavenly Demons, floating between them, the breath was slightly revealed, and the opposite scene was like a shadow, which made people inexplicably familiar!

After a few breaths, Shao Changge's pupils contracted suddenly, and he shouted out in a lost voice:

"Crazy Knife!"

"Crazy Knife" Su Meng!

This familiar breath will never admit that he is wrong, although he has never seen a crazy knife, but his own lady has collected a mouthful of enlightened thunder knife, called "evil robbery", often played, until the return of the Nine Heavens was destroyed, the original owner of this knife is Su Meng, the breath is left on the knife, never subsided, I have heard it from time to time!

And Ying Ning almost murmured: "Jiangdong." ”

I feel that the scenery is definitely Jiangdong, I was born in Jiangdong, and I have been trained in Jiangdong after enlightenment, so it is impossible to admit my mistake!

The two spoke almost at the same time, and then subconsciously glanced at each other. Putting together each other's words, one frightening conclusion is reached:

The mad knife is far away from Jiangdong, and he shoots out from the air. Directly arrest the "Hundred Missing Heavenly Demon" Duan Rui!

Today, except for the ubiquitous Su Wuming, who can do it?

Is this a ubiquitous lore, or is it something else?

What is the state of "Crazy Knife"?

The two of them were frightened, and fled in a hurry, flying to the place where Changshengtian returned, just like a fledgling young man. After encountering setbacks, he sought the protection of the division commander.

After the blank, Duan Rui had countless thoughts in his mind. Soon he recognized the "Count the Common People" Wang Dagongzi and the "Taishang Divine Sword" Jiang Zhiwei, and then he found that the gray-robed monk in front of him was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Ignore the deep dead temperament and the withered and tired appearance. It's quite a remarkable face. The thick black but not messy sword eyebrows seem to attract people's eyes......

Suddenly, a cognition stood out in Duan Rui's heart:

"Crazy Knife" Su Meng!

Su Meng, the "crazy knife" who has been in the world for more than ten years, has not reduced his arrogance in a desperate situation, and the shadow in his heart has not changed!

"This is Jiangdong, he shot across half of the Great Jin, the entire Northern Zhou and half of the grassland, and grabbed me......" The previous cognition and the current realization made Duan Rui's body tremble uncontrollably, and his legs seemed to be unable to support him.

The tyrannical ferocity flashed by. was immediately crushed by extreme fear, and Duan Rui was not restrained. But they didn't dare to resist or escape.

Wang Siyuan leaned back slightly, raised his head, and muttered to himself in a low voice, as if sighing:

"The Cause and ...... of Effects"

Yuan Shi Tianzun!

Jiang Zhi's eyes lit up slightly, full of interest.

"In the past, I was soft-hearted, and I pity you for having two souls, unable to control yourself, and you have committed all kinds of mistakes, and there is still room for turning back, and I have never been able to eliminate evil. Meng Qi looked at Duan Rui and slowly spoke, "In the past ten years, I don't know how many people have died in vain because of this, and it is my fault that I have satisfied myself with the benevolence of one thought, but let others suffer, and now is the time to atone for my sins." ”

Wow, Duan Rui's heartbeat suddenly increased twice, his whole body gradually became cold, the approach of death made him extremely frightened, what flashed in his mind was a mutilated corpse, these were all the souls of his own men, and now, do you want to follow in their footsteps?

Poof, Duan Rui suddenly prostrate and said in a wailing voice: "Seniors spare their lives, no, the master spares their lives, Yuan Jing is weak, the children are young, they can't lose me, you, you abolish my martial arts, don't, don't kill me, let me leave a life to take care of them." ”

Meng Qi looked at him with indifferent eyes, like a monk who really did dry meditation: "When you killed innocents, did you ever soften your heart because of their begging for mercy?"

With a bang, the fear in Duan Rui's heart exploded, black gas came out of his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and his body suddenly fell apart, and the stumps and broken arms were empty, and the blood and filth were all over his nose.

He resorted to secret methods and tried to escape.

A sword light lit up, and it quickly differentiated into countless filaments, forming a net, enveloping the black qi and severed limbs, and shrinking into a ball of light.

The blood stain in the ball of light squirmed, and Duan Rui reappeared.

Jiang Zhi saw that Meng Qi didn't make a move, looked thoughtfully at the wound on his chest that had not yet recovered, drew his sword out of its sheath, and restrained Duan Rui with an understatement.

At this time, Wang Siyuan coughed twice and smiled slightly: "You actually have a glimmer of life." ”

Duan Rui was already desperate, desperately grasping the last straw.

"As long as you help us open the stone gate of Shaolin Houshan, you will only abolish your martial arts, destroy your foundation, suppress you under the Shaolin Houshan Relic Pagoda, and see your wife and children every year. Wang Siyuan said harsh conditions, but with the previous death as a comparison, Duan Rui accepted it without hesitation.

Meng Qi didn't say anything, nor did he approve of Wang Siyuan's words.

Wang Siyuan said: "The magic skills he cultivates are made by reversing the "Yijin Sutra", which is very strange and maliciously rooted, if you don't have the power to suppress it, and you can't vent it, you will go crazy to death in no more than seven days." ”

This is the conclusion drawn from a failed death row inmate.

Jiang Zhi shook her head slightly and smiled: "A magic stick is a magic stick, and you can trick people into the game without telling lies." ”

Escape to the light, a few people went straight to Shaolin.

............

This time, Wang Siyuan did not try to hide Shaolin, but came to the door openly.

In the hall of the Great Hung Treasure, the monks gathered.

"Master......" Meng Qi bowed to Xuan Bei, didn't say much, just shouted Master, and the aftermath was lingering, as if choked.

Xuan was wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red robe, looking at Meng Qi, his expression was kind, and he sighed and said, "Duyan nephew is like an uncle, sure enough." ”

He stood up and turned around to salute Wusi who was holding a nine-ring tin staff: "Nan Wu Amitabha, abbot, the matter of the Pure Land of Ananda in the back mountain will be handed over to Lao Gao." ”

Wusi did not object, only recited the Buddha's name.

There was no need to hide, and the few people quickly arrived at the stone gate.

The glass light on the door turns, the Zen meaning is eternal, and the eight words of "love, righteousness, kindness, and benevolence, do not enter this door" are like Bodhi and pure, such as King Kong is solid.

"Open the door. Wang Siyuan instructed Duan Rui.

Jiang Zhi flicked the hilt of the sword slightly, and a trace of sword light burst out from Duan Rui's body, allowing him to recover his strength.

Duan Rui's eyes turned pitch black, his breath was evil and filthy, his expression was distorted and hideous, his right hand reached out, turned into a pitch-black claw, and slapped it fiercely on the stone door.

When the black qi poured in silently, Wang Siyuan's right hand was black and white, condensed into an illusory Luo Shu, and pushed forward.

The seal of the Buddha's will on the stone door has not changed, and the glass is still the same, but it is strange and backwards, slowly opened, and there seems to be something far away.

Behind the door, it was the same as what Meng Qi saw in the fragments of the Heavenly Light, no sun, no moon, no breath, no wind, no clouds, no mountains, only the pitch-black earth, the dark red blood that could be seen everywhere, and the dense stumps of broken arms.

Xuan Bei recited the Buddha's name, and the appearance of the Bodhisattva of the Earth appeared behind him, and he eliminated all kinds of obsessions and demons with the Sutra of Soul.

Wang Siyuan restrained Duan Rui again, worried that there was still a place in the Ananda Pure Land where his magic skills could be used.

With the current realm strength of several people, there was nothing to do all the way, and they successfully arrived at the foot of Mount Meru, which was divided into seven layers, and at a glance, the formations such as "Breaking Clean", "Falling Red Dust", and "Staining Cause and Effect" were completely destroyed, either by Han Guang, or by Meng Qi and Wang Siyuan.

This place can't fly, even if the formation doesn't exist, Meng Qi and others have to go up along the mountain road, Xuan Bei is side by side with him, and suddenly said: "When the Tang family was destroyed by the teacher, he also felt guilty and blamed himself, not regretting that he was uneven and pulled out a knife to help, but hated that he was not good enough to be secret, if it wasn't for the enemy still in the world, it would really be discouraged, and the heart would be like a dead lake, so he would have broken off the rest of his life, but fortunately, the crying old man was still alive, full of hatred and bitter pain to support the teacher to go on, although he knew that this was inconsistent with Buddhism, but he didn't dare to forget." ”

"It is precisely because of this that you killed the crying old man, so that the hatred of the teacher can be repaid, and you will no longer be troubled by it day and night, and finally realize that today, there is only one wish left for the teacher, which is to one day master the mystery of life and death, resurrect the family, and return them to a peaceful and joyful life. ”

He said this not to express himself, but to tell Meng Qi that if he supports it, he will always come out, and if he can't support it, then find a goal to support it, such as hatred!

Meng Qi turned his head to look at the master, there seemed to be a flash of fire in his eyes, and he immediately calmed down, and said in a low voice: "Disciple understands." ”

At this time, several people passed through the first six layers of the destroyed formation and saw the seventh layer and the peak of the mountain.

There are deep pits and cracks everywhere, full of signs of destruction, as if it had experienced a great war in the distant past, and if it were not for the destruction of the pure land and the collapse of the mountain peaks, it would have ceased to exist a long time ago.

Naturally, there was no trace of the existence of the formation on the seventh layer.

Meng Qi, Xuan Bei, Jiang Zhiwei and Wang Siyuan walked forward slowly, cautiously, and suddenly, a sigh sounded in the scene of destruction:

"The heart is not quiet, the mood is uneven, and then the red dust is reincarnated, and the vows are broken, how can you see the truth?"

The voice is sad and eternal. (To be continued......)