Taking a deep breath, the Red Dragon King smiled gently: "Remember, the Buddha is the true god, and the Buddha is willing to purify all sentient beings and save all suffering, and the poor monk is the incarnation of the Buddha!"

The federal officers and soldiers were silent. The Buddha is a Buddhist statement, the Romans naturally have a pantheon of the Romans, even if the Buddha wants to be reincarnated, he must be reincarnated as an earthling, and you Romans have a fart relationship? But looking at the body of the Red Dragon King, which is as strong as a monster, all the federal officers and soldiers bowed their heads bitterly and recognized his statement. "Very good! You are very perceptive!" the Red Dragon King said gently, "As long as you recognize the identity of the poor monk, you can help the poor monk to participate in meditation." ”

Pointing to the more than a dozen romantic beauties in the room, the Red Dragon King smiled and said, "As if saying, these women can help me to participate in the Joy Zen, and you can too!"

The faces of the officers and soldiers of the Federation became extremely ugly, and they were happy to look at the Red Dragon King's strong and abnormal body, and their eyes couldn't help but roll for a while.

The Red Dragon King thought he was very funny and waved his hand, and he smiled: "Of course, the poor monk will not let you help me to comprehend the Joy Zen Method, because the poor monk is not interested in men. "Whew!" the federal officers and soldiers present rolled their eyes and let out a long breath. Just now, the major cautiously asked, "So, what kind of meditation do you want to attend?"

The Red Dragon King smiled and said: "What the poor monk has enlightened is the poor monk's original Pudu Zen method, which is dedicated to saving the world and freeing the world from all suffering."

Grabbing the major by the neck and lifting him up, the Red Dragon King smiled and asked, "Are you bitter?"

The Major had almost not been pinched by the Red Dragon King, and he nodded hurriedly, letting out a 'woo' moan, proving that he was really bitter.

The Red Dragon King sighed, and he nodded and said, "The three thousand red dust are the root of all suffering, and if you get rid of the red dust, you will not be bitter!"

With a click, the Red Dragon King wrenched the Major's neck and threw his body away. The Federation officers and soldiers exclaimed at the same time, and the frightened hunters took a step back. The Red Dragon King hurriedly grabbed a federal lieutenant, and with the compassionate smile that a Buddha has when he was purifying sentient beings, he asked, "Are you suffering?"

The second lieutenant was stunned, he saw the body of the major in the distance, and hurriedly shook his head desperately: "Not bitter, not bitter, I... I'm very happy!" The Red Dragon King frowned, and he said thoughtfully, "Not bitter? If you don't feel bitter, isn't there something wrong with my Zen method?

A roman strode up a few steps and handed a ring knife more than a meter long to the Red Dragon King. With a flick of the Red Dragon King's wrist, the second lieutenant's left thigh was broken from his body, and a large amount of blood spurted out, and the second lieutenant stayed for a long time before he realized what terrible something had happened, and he trembled and cried. "Cry, cry!" The Red Dragon King laughed with joy and said, "You are bitter, you are very bitter! So, you need Pudu!" He still asked the soldier the old question: "Are you bitter?"

The soldier looked at the Red Dragon King blankly, and suddenly he cried out loudly: "No~ You can't kill me... My Lily Marlene, she's still waiting for me at home!"

The Red Dragon King was stunned, he shook his head and sighed: "The Buddha is right, all greed, hatred, love and hatred are the root of suffering!

The ring knife was swung, and the soldier's head spurted out with a fountain of blood dozens of meters away, and the Red Dragon King shook his hand and threw away his corpse, grabbing a Federation sergeant major who was retreating one after another. The Red Dragon King and the Fist looked at the army and asked with a gentle smile, "Are you bitter?"

The sergeant major was stunned for a while, and he suddenly cried bitterly and said, "Mom... My mother is still in the hospital... I, I'm going to visit her...

The Red Dragon King sighed deeply, he shook his head and said: "Sure enough, there are infinite worries in the world, and all kinds of worries are entangled, which is cause and effect, that is, evil fate, that is, three thousand red dust, that is, red dust and sin, and that is the karma that you cannot wash away from life to life! Bodhi is not a tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing in the first place, where is the dust? The so-called five aggregates are empty, which is silence!"

Hey, with a loud shout, the Red Dragon King cut off the head of the sergeant major with a knife, and then blasted out with a punch, and a strange aura like a dragon and a non-dragon roared out in the crimson fist, and the explosive fist power blasted the remaining more than 300 federal officers and soldiers into pulp.

The Red Dragon King put down his sword, and several Romans came over with a golden basin and helped him clean his blood-stained arms and filthy lower body with clean water.

The refreshed Red Dragon King sat cross-legged in a pool of corpse blood, and said in a long voice: "The so-called five aggregates are empty, cut off all suffering, poor monks have killed hundreds of thousands of crazy men and women for hundreds of years, and the Pudu Zen method has finally been completed... Poor monk Zen Gong can be named Zen Meditation of Silence! Everything in the world will eventually be extinguished, and only silence can last forever!"

At that moment, a strange black cloud rolled under the Red Dragon King's skin, and his eyes were full of dull and lifeless aura, like an ancient tomb that had been barren for hundreds of millions of years.

"Hehehe, Venerable Red Dragon, congratulations on your great Zen achievement. ”

Suddenly, a voice as gentle as jade, clear and powerful sounded in the rotunda.

"King Romance ... Something to say!" The Red Dragon King said lightly: "You are the king of the Roman clan, and I only listen to your orders. ”

King Roman chuckled a few times, and he smiled: "The Red Dragon Venerable is much better than those three Here, there is something for you to do personally. ”

The Red Dragon King was stunned, he frowned and said: "In the battle of Ninety-three, the poor monk and the Nine Shadows Dao Corpse Emperor were both defeated, and they signed a declaration of escapism with each other.

King Roman smiled, and he said indifferently: "Don't go to the earthlings to make a move, but do this king a little favor." When this happens, the Menepole family will become one of the nine electors. "Menepole ... The Red Dragon King was stunned, the death aura on his body became stronger.

After a long time, he nodded slowly: "Seven emotions are chaotic, six desires are obsessed, and the poor monk still hasn't been able to truly liberate and die." The Zen method of extinguishing still needs the help of more destined people. Either way, or not, the Menepole family must at least become the top three Elector families, so I'll make an exception!" King Roman smiled with satisfaction. The Red Dragon King lowered his head and closed his eyes.

A pair of nearly 100 Romans and men walked in, and they sang and danced in front of the Red Dragon King, "Finally, they untied their clothes and untied their belts, and made peace with the Red Dragon King. The Red Dragon King's indifferent and ruthless eyes swept over these wriggling **, and the lifeless aura on his body was even stronger.