Chapter 377: 1 recite Buddhahood

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The boiling oil is like a sea.
Monks Wu Chi and Lekong seemed to have fallen into a boiling pan. The pain of being burned to death, or even exploded to death, was countless times more terrifying than the sea of ​​fire.
As Wu Chi said, this is nothing but death!
Monk Likong fell into the boiling oil, even if he was already mad, he still screamed in pain, but even so, he still refused to let Wu Chi go, struggling to continue to pounce on the newly resurrected Wu Chi.
On the high platform, Wu Chi still entangled and fought with Monk Kong, but now, Wu Chi rolls his eyes straight and has no intention of resisting at all.
No matter what the monk Kong rushed to his side and strangled his neck again, Wu Chi couldn't help but sneered, "Why do you want to strangle me again? Anyway, it's nothing more than to die together. I've had enough of it here, death. It's clean."
"Hand over the soul stone!"
Restricting Wu Chi's neck, Monk Kong Kong continued to speak with a grim expression.
"There is a fart soul stone, anyway, I don't want to live anymore. Everyone will die together." Regardless of the danger of being pinched, Wu Chi suddenly yanked, dragging Monk Kong Kong to sink again.
But in a moment, the two were scalded to death again at the same time.
After being resurrected again, Monk Lekong finally recovered a bit of calmness, and did not continue to attack Wu Chi, but sacrificed evil thoughts relics and protected himself with evil spirits.
At the same time, a green lotus bloomed again at Wu Chi's feet, lightly falling on the boiling oil surface.
The figure shook slightly, and Monk Liao Kong immediately jumped onto the high platform.
"Where is the master going?"
There was a cold glow in his eyes, and the sword in his hand suddenly lit up, and in an instant, Monk Kong was stopped by abruptly.
After finally dragging the Kong monk into the boiling oil pan, how could Wu Chi let him go so easily, and instead stuck it next to him.
Monk Lekong himself was bitten back by evil thoughts, a little mad, and now he has only slightly recovered from the threat of death.
Now being stopped by Wu Chi like this, suddenly aroused fierceness.
"Go to hell, as long as you kill you, the poor monk can preach immediately!"
Now he is in the pan, and Wu Chi is dragging to die with him. In this way, Wu Chi's death will naturally not be counted on his head, and he can also reap the relics of good thoughts.
But now, for Monk Kong Kong, obtaining good thoughts relics from Wu Chi and making the Great Way of Good and Evil truly successful is undoubtedly his only hope for survival.
As for whether Wu Chi can be consumed first, it seems that it is no longer in his consideration.
Monk Lekong wanted to kill Wu Chi, but he was undoubtedly in his arms. This was simply afraid that Monk Kong would not work hard, so he could probe the bottom of Monk Kong to see if he really didn't have a soul stone. Up.
.......
"boom!"
The whole body developed black two qi, forming a Tai Chi pattern, which completely shattered the surrounding stone grinding, and could jump more than ten meters with every step, but in a blink of an eye, he suddenly jumped to the front. High platform.
There was a hint of joy in his eyes, and Ye Chenxing's gaze fell on the stone tablet in front of him.
"Ye Chenxing, lasted seven hours, died once, ranked tenth!"
tenth!
This is undoubtedly a terrifying ranking. After three years of silence, Ye Chenxing finally broke through and broke into the top ten abruptly! It is no exaggeration to say that compared with before, Ye Chenxing's strength has once again made a huge leap.
"Three years, Wu Chi...Don't let me down!"
.......
"Click!"
Qinglian showed signs of collapse again, making a crisp sound, and Wu Chi's body fell into the oil pan again, grinning in pain.
For three full days, Wu Chi has always spent his life here with Monk Kong, and has died as many as seven times.
Now Wu Chi's spirit has also become empty.
Seeing Wu Chi's pale face, the monk Lekong showed excitement in his eyes, "Seven times, you did not expect you to be able to support it up to seven times, but this time you can't escape."
"What's so exciting?" Wu Chi said with a cold snort, "Master, you are also approaching the limit, I am dead, you will die, we are just the front and back feet."
"Death?" There was a look of madness in his eyes, and Monk Lekong said excitedly, "How could I die? You are the one who will die. As long as you die, I will be able to prove the truth immediately. How can he trap me?"
"If I guessed correctly, you will be able to support it again at most, right?" Wu Chi said coldly, "You can't do anything against me now, right? Then... I will. Look, what can you do?"
The moment the voice fell, Wu Chi suddenly pulled out the Yingying Sword, and brazenly urged Qinglian Jianqi to kill Monk Kong.
This is clearly desperate, regardless of one's own safety, it is a play that all ends up at the same time.
In this state, if Monk Kong counterattacked, he could easily kill Wu Chi.
But as Wu Chi said, in order to obtain the relic of good thoughts, Monk Liaokong could not attack and kill Wu Chi himself. He could only rely on the four-fold test of the prison world to kill Wu Chi, so that he could obtain the relic of good thoughts.
Now that Wu Chi is no longer good enough, no matter where Monk Lakong is willing to give up such an opportunity, even the evil spirit in the rosary in his hand has been put away.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. How could Wu Chi let go of such an opportunity, without the slightest hesitation, the three-foot sword domain suddenly broke out, and forcibly pierced the sword into the heart of the monk Kong.
"puff!"
A sword pierced the heart, instantly beheading the Kong monk!
He just gave up all defenses. In this boiling oil pan, Wu Chi himself couldn't support it either. After Monk Kong Kong died, he also sank into the oil pan.
In a moment, Monk Laakong was resurrected again, although Shenxun was also exhausted, his eyes were full of excitement.
He was seeing Wu Chi's situation just now. He definitely didn't have enough spiritual power to resurrect again. As long as Wu Chi died completely, the good fruits in his body would bloom and turn into good thought relics.
And he was waiting for this moment.
However, Venerable Lao Kong was clearly prepared, but he couldn't feel the breath of good fruit lately, and he couldn't help feeling a little more anxious in his heart, and the evil ghost behind him let out an impatient roar.
The next moment, a little purple light suddenly penetrated from the bottom of the oil.
The moment he saw the purple light, Monk Laokong's pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
He is so familiar with this purple light, it is simply a soul stone!
While breathing, Wu Chi's figure reappeared in front of Monk Kong, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Oh, Master, I just found a soul-setting stone underneath, do you think it’s good luck?"
"..."
Seeing the soul-setting stone in Wu Chi's hand, Monk Leakong suddenly vomited blood!
Found it underneath? Are you coaxing ghosts?
All calculations were completely vanished at the moment this soul-fixing stone appeared!
"Impossible, why do you still have a soul stone?"
There was a touch of madness in his eyes, and Monk Huakong shouted sharply.
Don't look at him forcing Wu Chi to hand over the soul stone, but in fact, from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't believe that Wu Chi still has a soul stone.
You know, when he was in Baili Daoshan, Wu Chi had already wasted two soul stones.
He has personally experienced how difficult the next road is. Even if he has exhausted the power of the Soul Stabilization Stone, he barely walked here. Wu Chi's strength is far inferior to him, so how could he still be able to stay calm? Soul stone?
It was precisely based on this wrong judgment that he was dragged into this by Wu Chi, and even if he was killed by Wu Chi once, he refused to fight back, and died for nothing!
But by the way, this found a soul stone at the last moment, and kept saying what he just picked up, how could this make him vomit blood?
A green lotus was born under his feet, and Wu Chi looked at Monk Kong calmly, "The master always said that he has a fate with me, but every fate will come to an end! It is better to be today, how to completely settle the cause and effect between us? ?"
"Knowing the good fruit with kindness, thinking the evil fruit with evil, blossoming and bearing fruit!"
Looking at Monk Kong, Wu Chi said indifferently, "Master cultivates the Great Way of Good and Evil, do you not know, is there a reward for good and evil?"
Good and evil are rewarded!
These simple four words were uttered from Wu Chi's mouth at this moment, but it was almost equivalent to giving Monk Kong a fatal blow.
Seeing all the calculations turned into a bubble, and even he was already on the verge of life and death, the consciousness of Monk Likong, which had been controlled by evil thoughts, finally recovered.
In an instant, the evil thoughts dissipated, and the golden Buddha phantom appeared again behind Monk Lekong.
"Amitabha!"
After regaining his consciousness, Monk Lekong immediately wanted to understand everything. Although he was in the pan, he calmed down even more, as if he could no longer feel any pain~EbookFREE.me~Slightly startled, Wu Chi Obviously, I did not expect that Monk Kong would get rid of the backlash and control of evil thoughts at this time!
Of course, for him, there is no difference.
At this point, Monk Lekong could die at any time, but he held the soul stone in his hand, naturally there was nothing terrifying at all.
"Good thoughts of good fruit, evil thoughts of evil fruit, blossom and bear fruit! Thank you for your enlightenment."
Putting his hands together, Monk Leakong slowly said.
He raised his brows, but Wu Chi did not answer.
"The poor monk has practiced the Great Way of Good and Evil throughout his life, but he didn't expect that he would not see it as thoroughly as the layman, so that if you have today's evil, you can only blame yourself, and you have to blame others."
Already on the verge of death, Monk Lakkong seemed to have truly realized his enlightenment, and there was a peaceful atmosphere in his words, as if he had truly turned into a Buddha.
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