"World-honored, why do you want to help this evil obstacle, after all the evil obstacles and bad things have been done, do you want to let her get away with it. ”

"Kasya-" The Buddha finally spoke, his voice was like the thunder of a cauldron - "You only know one thing, you don't know the other, this is a calamity, everything is not a calamity, how can it be controlled by human beings, although I am a Buddha, I still know what will happen after the death of the Buddha at the age of 500, this is all fate, so, how can we rewrite it?"

Mokogaya almost thought he had misheard, "World-honored one, what did you say, what is fate?"

"A breath is a thought, a thought can be heaven, and a thought can be hell, Mokokaya, do you understand?"

Avalokiteshvara took a step forward, folded his hands, looked at the Buddha who was sitting on his knees, and said, "World-honored one, according to your opinion, what should it be? After Guanzi finished speaking, the send-off Guanyin next to him also arrived.

"Yes, Buddha. Both bodhisattvas stood at a distance and looked at the Buddha with pity.

A sentimental feeling soon pervades the surroundings, and the atmosphere becomes subtle and wonderful. She just looked at the group of people who were arguing for herself, and it was obvious that they had two opinions, one was to insist that she and even Zhurong be corrected on the spot.

Only by justifying them can the hatred in the hearts of the people be eliminated. There is also a kind of division between Guanyin Bodhisattva and Guanyin, which means that even if they want to be punished, it is good to stop it, because they themselves are the ones who help the suffering.

Knowing this, the peacock immediately began to kowtow with all his might, "Ask the Bodhisattva to help, ask the Bodhisattva to help." ”

"My Buddha is compassionate, since she knows that she can change her mistakes, why not give them a chance? "The Bodhisattva folded his hands and petitioned.

"Thank you, thank you. She kowtowed to the Bodhisattva, a sound like a mountain, and now that the catastrophe had broken out, there was no second way except to try to get forgiveness. The Bodhisattva couldn't bear to look at the Buddha anxiously, and the Buddha nodded.

"Okay, the deity will fall lightly, suppress you under the Yin Mountain, and experience a thousand years of wind and rain, as for your child. When the Buddha saw this, he sighed, the smiling baby with pink makeup was so cute, it could make people put down the butcher's knife in an instant.

There was no way he could hurt a defenseless baby, so a gentle smile naturally flashed across his face. "Your child does not need to suffer these calamities, are you satisfied with the judgment of the deity?"

Now, she understands that it was her own fault that led to the endless things that followed, and it was she who did so many wrong things that caused the anger of the heavens and people, in the face of this last situation, what else could she do but be grateful to Dade?

"Thank you for your forgiveness, and I vow to mend my ways. She nodded as she spoke, "Poor my son, I can't enjoy mother's love since I was born, how angry I am." She sighed as she spoke.

"He's going to be fine, don't worry. The Bodhisattva nodded and looked at the peacock, and the peacock could only nod and let the warriors and arhats in front of the palace take them away, but before she left, she suddenly remembered something, "No, I want to see him, I must at least let him understand, where did I go?"

"What is the difference between seeing and not seeing?" the Buddha asked in a deep voice, without the slightest feeling, she struggled for a moment, turned around and knelt in front of the Buddha again, "This situation, if you can't let it go, let me see it." ”

"Okay, the deity satisfies you. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the clouds above her head opened to both sides, and when she saw the sun, she only felt her back being pushed by a strong pair of hands, and then she went towards the world.

She could not control her movements at all, stumbling, up and down, and just when she thought it was a bottomless pit, she found that she had finally landed on an island, however, except for this island, the rest of the place had become a vast ocean.

Now, he saw the animals floating in the ocean, the animals were crying in horror and grief, and they wanted to wait for help, but there was no way, they could only carry the sunken and floating. And on a mountain peak in the distance, stood a condescending man like a god.

His silhouette was blurred, but his body was unusually large, almost like a mountain, and his fierce gaze looked into the distance, and the big company hi tried to salvage something from the water, but there was no way. Now, he sadly took out a box from his sleeve.

He held the box steadily, and then recited it vigorously, and the box was like a boiling pot, and the humming sound was incessant, and then, like a dragon soaring into the sky, the water column had plunged into the box.

The box was almost unstable, and she saw that the water gods were working together, and the only thing she wanted to do now was to defeat this person, and now was indeed the best opportunity. She looked at her palm, looked at it for a long time, and her gaze stayed on it.

But after all, he still sighed and didn't make any moves.

What about the mountains, rivers, grass and trees, what about the homes they live on, what about the green vegetation, what about the beautiful scenery, all are fleeting, just because of resentment, just because of inextricable hatred, what does the war bring? That's it.

She was disheartened, although she was a cruel tyrant, after all, there was still a warm thing buried in her heart, which was obviously burning, but in the face of surging floods and huge waves, she had no choice.

She could only salvage the animals that were carrying the sinking and floating in the water nearby, which was considered a life-saving, and the animals choked and coughed, and some of them were frozen on the ground, and soon they were dying, looking painful and. Some of them landed on an isolated island and began to jump around.

I don't know why, probably because of the relationship between mothers, there is a lingering maternal feeling in my heart, once she sees these poor little creatures, she has no way not to lend a helping hand, but after all, her strength is limited.

She could only do her best to help the drowning animals, but she couldn't catch them all to a clean and safe place, the sky was dark and depressing. The lead cloud overhead moved very slowly, the visibility was very low, and the lead cloud hung heavily overhead like an anvil.

As if a careless person would fall and kill someone, his mood became sad in such a dark and heavy situation where it was difficult to breathe.

"The god of water works together, take his life. "I don't know where it came from, like thunder, an urn sound, an urn gas challenge. Wang immediately looked back, and saw the person who was rushing towards him with a mountain in his hand, this general who was charging into battle was none other than Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong's whole body was burning with a rolling heat wave, like boiling magma, his body was red, and the flames were around Zhu Rong, and now, he had already killed his red eyes, so he had already lost the compassion that a kind person should have.

Okay, let me Zhu Rong go on a killing spree, well, why do you want to be my enemy? I won't leave here until I fight to the last soldier and die for the rest of my life. The water gods work together, and the grievances and grievances between you and me today are finally coming to an end, so let's die.

He shouted menacingly, and threw the huge hill in his hand, which had fallen from heaven like a hard stone, and where the king had landed was itself a precarious pile of rocks, which flew over him and could crush him if he was not careful.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't, if he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and lost the idea of saving the animals, the animals in the water would die even more tragically, so he decided to use his death to ask the truth between heaven and earth.

"Take your life, old horseman. The mountain in his hand flew over, but the king did not dodge, so the catastrophe completely smashed on top of his head, and he lay on the ground, but the magic weapon in his hand was still clenched.

"Ha, you're finally dead. "He is like Tarzan of the apes, step by step towards the king, he himself knows that this is not just the result of losing and losing, their weapons will make all the creatures here be buried together.

It's not tragic, on the contrary, it's boring. His mood was so bad, three or two steps had already arrived in front of him, with the provocative eyes of the victor facing the loser, he looked at the king under the stone unruly, the king was not dead, he protected himself with spiritual power.

In fact, it is not impossible to rise up and resist, they can continue to fight, fight a dark sky, fight a people's livelihood, but now, he has faith in his heart, and there is something more worthy of protection, so the battle ended abruptly.

But what about Zhu Rong, who has tasted the fruits of victory, where does he still have the meaning of stopping at a shallow taste? He almost wants to break the corpse of the king who has been suppressed here into ten thousand pieces! Although, even he has discovered that the real reason why the king does not continue to fight with him is that he does not want to lose his life.

But what does this have to do with him? his purpose is, after all, to make the king his own defeated, because he has not realized his mistake all along. He stood in front of the king, stepped forward, and stomped heavily on the king's palm.

So, the box in his hand fell to the ground, like a miniature wheel turning, and finally, face up, fell into the distance, like a bloody mouth devouring something, and the endless torrent entered the box one by one.

The size of the box seemed small, but strangely enough, the volume of the box was so large, he ignored it, and violently crushed his wrist, and he trembled from the sudden pain.

"You ......" looked condescendingly at the king, who had already lost his combat effectiveness. "Throw in the towel?" is an admonition, and it is also a desire to put the label of a loser on the king's head.

Wang breathed hard, looking at the mutilated palm, his expression was so solemn, the beads of sweat on his head rushed to fall, and his eyes were calm and calm, "Why should I admit defeat." ”