There is not so much time and energy, let Meng Xinghe examine himself here.

There are not so many reasons for things in this world.

When everything is pushed and becomes what it looks like in front of you, then whatever it is, you have to face it head-on.

"It's not like what you would say. ”

"This vile and shameless energy is very similar to me. Meng Xinghe said.

In the billowing flames, thick black smoke was constantly sweeping, and the wind was still raging in this originally rich land.

The rolling slaughter, as well as the resentment, unwillingness, curses, and other emotions scattered in the air before the death of many vine tigers and the remnant souls before they were annihilated, were all received by Meng Xinghe without any obstacles.

Hmmm... It's a bit of a pity that there are a few exceptionally powerful vine tiger remnants, who seem to know the role of Monk Sumeru, so most of their resentment is contributed to Monk Meru, so that Meng Xinghe's income has decreased a lot.

As for why Meng Xinghe didn't directly capture those remnant souls devouring?

Because, of course, just across from him, there was a monk Sumeru!

"I should have thought it was you! I didn't expect it to be true, since you pulled out a knife... Then you have to die. Monk Sumeru stared at Meng Xinghe and said.

Meng Xinghe's eyes flickered, and then he sighed and said, "Actually... Taihao Immortal Emperor can't live at all now... You're on the wrong track. ”

Meng Xinghe also revealed some inside stories in disguise.

But... Such a vague hint was too vague, so Monk Sumeru didn't understand it at all, and just took this sentence as a provocation.

"You're still so fond of tongue-in-cheek!" said the Sumeru monk with a sigh.

In the next moment, he had already declared war without telling him.

He didn't come to find Meng Xinghe for a decisive battle, let alone to break the past.

He has only one purpose... Kill Meng Xinghe and stop him from drawing his sword and slashing at Taihao Immortal Emperor.

Let Taihao Immortal Emperor be able to recover calmly.

Quietly, at the mouth of Meng Xinghe's heart, a golden lotus bloomed.

At the same time, a large number of Buddha sounds began to echo in his head.

All his killings, all his sins, all his karma, are now ignited.

The raging karmic fire burns from the heart, as if it is about to burn his soul, and even burns to the essence through the connection between the doppelganger and the essence.

This is the subtlety of the Dharma.

It is often found in the heart of the individual, as long as there is evil, sin, sin, attachment, and obsession in the heart, it will have an opportunity.

And these thousands of worlds, all living beings.

How many people can confidently have a clear conscience?

Meng Xinghe's body was entangled in fire, and in an instant, half of his body had been decayed.

But he didn't hurry.

In the entanglement of karmic fire, holding a wisdom seal, in the form of a Buddha, he is at ease.

The sinful karma of the past dissipated in his heart.

Killing is the way to protect life, and everything you hold is right.

The Buddha is right, and the demon is also right.

My way is highest, my way is right!

The raging karmic fire was extinguished in Meng Xinghe's body in an instant.

The golden lotus in the heart has instead turned into a karmic fire red lotus that blooms vividly and gathers a large amount of karmic fire.

Meng Xinghe gestured towards his heart, and actually plucked the red lotus out of his heart.

Holding a lotus flower in his hand, he turned the petals slightly.

As soon as he raised his hand, he flew towards Monk Sumeru.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time you and I have really gone head-to-head. ”

"If you give me a Buddha lotus, then I will also give you a magic lotus. ”

"Let's see if your Buddha nature is stronger, or if my demonic heart is deeper. Meng Xinghe opened his mouth and said.

The red lotus flew very slowly.

But Sumeru couldn't hide.

The so-called subtlety of Buddhism lies in exchanging hearts for hearts.

Let your own Buddha heart infect your opponent, so as to cast spells, and it will be subtle and magical.

If you don't have a Buddha heart, this Dharma practice will be vain, not subtle, not subtle, and those third-rate techniques, there is not much difference, at most there are only some natural attribute bonuses, for the evil demons and foreign ways, there is a definite deterrent effect.

Sumeru was originally a genius of Buddha cultivation in the Great Mida Temple.

His master took great pains to let him attain enlightenment.

It is so that he can awaken the Buddha's mind and be able to maximize the power of the Dharma.

And there are two sides to everything.

Teach the Dharma with the heart, between the subtleties, to deter the opponent, and surrender the soldiers without a fight.

This is the strength of the Dharma.

If the Buddha's mind is not against the opponent's mind, or is overcome.

It will lead to a strong backlash, and the impact of the mind will hit the Buddha's heart directly.

This is the weakness of the Dharma.

The so-called head drink, once an epiphany, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the spot... This is actually a shortcut to spiritual practice.

It is also a shortcut that belongs to Buddhist monks.

And all those who take shortcuts will eventually face the problem of unstable foundation.

The karmic fire red lotus successfully merged into Sumeru's heart.

There was no expression on his face.

Among the eyeholes, the whites of the eyes are rapidly disappearing.

The eyes are bright, but at the moment it is pitch black.

The monk's robe, which was originally only stained with ink, was rapidly rendered black at this time.

Suddenly, behind Sumeru, a huge demon god appeared.

This demon god has eight faces and thirty-two arms, holding a magic pestle, a copper bell, a flower basket, a sword, a vase, a palace lamp, a jewel... There are a total of 20 Dharma instruments, and the rest of the arms are holding different mudras, but they are not Buddhist mudras, but they have evolved from many mudras in Buddhism.

The demon god is surrounded by chaos, faintly swallowing the vastness of everything between this heaven and earth, as if it has the power to collapse everything, destroy everything, and subvert everything.

When Meng Xinghe saw this demon god, he was terrified.

This seems to be a kind of realm oppression stemming from race.

"Sumeru... He actually cultivated into the Demon God Law Phase?" In the Brain Immortal Domain, Lin Xi's body was also shocked and inexplicable.

He, a serious Heavenly Demon, had never come into contact with the 'concept' of the Chaos Demon God, and he was just working in this direction.

Why is Sumeru, a monk, who has reached such a point, that he actually has the appearance of a demon god?

"Interesting!"

"It's really interesting!" Lin Xi smiled at the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the thoughts were synchronized with Meng Xinghe's high frequency, and the truths of Buddhism that he comprehended in the deep cold dream evolved in Meng Xinghe's heart one by one, and then turned into the seal in his hand, the Buddha light on his body, and the Buddha shadow behind him.

The shadow of the Buddha is in the dark, but it blooms with light.

Feet on the lotus platform, holding a tin staff.

Patience and immobility, like the earth, deep and thoughtful, like a secret.

This is one of the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism.

In the midst of hell, the light of the Buddha blooms, and in the deepest place, the light of the soul is not extinguished.

It is suitable for Meng Xinghe.

The light of the Buddha and the evil of the demon god are constantly colliding and biting.

Like old enemies, they have crossed time and space, and they meet again, incompatible with each other, and do not give in to each other.