Chapter 320 Honghua
"Miserable! Miserable! Miserable! Hate... Hate the sky! Hate, hate all sentient beings!"
Moco's right hand touched the beating heart, and suddenly, one of them was surging, like the cold and evil breath of the flood. This breath was too vast and majestic, and Moko suddenly felt like falling into the endless abyss and couldn't extricate himself.
An evil idea hovered like a whirlpool, and Moke's whole body fell into it like a drowning. He resisted desperately and couldn't compete with it.
"Hate! Hate! Hate!"
This extremely evil idea is full of endless hatred, like a torrential river, which is inseparable. It constantly impacts Moko's heart and wants to completely destroy him. It can be said that it is extremely ferocious.
"Amitabha... I am merciful and universal for all sentient beings.
Without hesitation, Moke started the Ming King's anger method, and the Buddha's power was obscure. He wanted to absorb this heozing negative emotions and turn it into a red lotus industry fire. But this is not working well. As soon as it runs, the huge negative emotions, a hatred of the sky, the earth, and the endless hatred of all sentient beings are like a vast river, pouring in.
The speed is amazing!
Hum.......
His head seemed to blow up, and a vast and ferocious breath hit violently. If it hadn't been for Mocofo's strong knowledge and meditation skills, he would have died at this moment.
Then, in Moko's heart, the little boy appeared again, with dark blood all over his body, and blood flowed from his seven orifices. He muttered extremely bitterly, "Dead!" They are going to die! Damn it..."
"Pineapple, there is no Amitabha..."
In the face of all this, Moke's heart was quiet, his mind was like a Buddha sitting in the void, and he recited the great compassionate mantra, wanting to eliminate the little boy's arduous resentment and wash away all negative emotions. His heart recited, and his mood seemed to have fallen into a state of great compassion, with compassion on his face, word by word, with a mysterious power.
Heavy as a mountain, unresistible, extremely evil, destroying the world!
Passing through minute by minute, Moke resisted wholeheartedly, but it became more and more difficult, and there was an unbearable feeling in his heart.
It is not that Moco is too weak, but because of this strange and evil power, its essence is far beyond the level that Moke is suffering now. This is the test left by the barefoot immortals. It is extremely difficult and there is a risk of falling at any time. Moke has deeply realized it at this moment.
In this case, Moke almost dares not create the slightest negligence and fights with all his strength. However, the situation is not optimistic and he is almost unable to bear it.
At the same time, in Moke's universe bag, eight god-divination demons and the two purple bats put their hands together, running their hearts with all their strength, meditating on Amitabha, and blessing Moko. Now they have been transformed into Moco, and they have no independent ideas. All they think is centered on Moco.
"Amitabha... Ladies and gentlemen, the master can't resist immediately. We can't sit idly by. I suggest that you completely burn your soul and everything, and send out a devout faith. Through the underworld induction, the master can get a strong power to help him overcome the difficulties!" A middle-aged demon monk with a sharp-billed monkey's cheeks opened his mouth and was a member of the Mocod.
With his hands together, an old man with blood-red eyes nodded and said, "Amitabha, great kindness! It is a great honor for us to give everything to our masters! Let's begin!"
Including these two people, the other six people, and the two Ziyue, all nodded, sat in the universe bag, and began to make a pious prayer.
buzz.........
With a smile, kindness and peace, ten people sat like an old monk and kept praying the most devout prayers. With the prayers of the people, their bodies suddenly emitted gorgeous light, extremely bright and crystal. At a certain moment, they seemed to have reached a certain fit.
Like a wisp of rainbow, ten people turned into a wisp of rainbow at this moment, completely disappearing.
It is recorded in some precious classics of Buddhism that the spiritual cultivation of senior monks has reached a very high level. If he makes the most pious prayers to the Buddha and is willing to give everything, the whole body will burn up, turn into a rainbow, and disappear without a trace. This phenomenon is called "Rainbow".
And its disappearance will produce the most magical power, which will contribute to the Buddha as the most precious sacrifice.
In Buddhism, people who are willing to do this are the most pious ascetic monks who worship Buddha. They often carry out rainbows when Shouyuan is about to die and offer supreme sacrifices to Buddha at the cost of their own extinction.
According to theory, these ten people's understanding of Buddha is not a eminent monk at all. However, their souls are strong and their faith is pious, and there is also a rainbow phenomenon. And this time, the object of Honghua's dedication is the precarious Moko.
In the dark, there are ten forces intertwined and converge with each other, mysterious, with the most beautiful and pure breath. The next moment, it has penetrated through nothingness and injected Moke into the soul that is in danger and will collapse at any time.
As if Ganlin was injected into the soil, and the mildest sunshine sprinkled, Moke's heart was unprecedentedly comfortable, as if he had unloaded a thousand pounds of heavy burdens at once, and he was even more appalled to find that a rainbow-like energy suddenly appeared, suddenly collapsed the little boy's body, and then, like a tangled and pulled a brush. , wrapped around the beating heart.
The whole heart struggled violently, and then calmed down for a moment. Moke felt a kind of connection and control in the dark.
It seems that I have a unique control over this heart, and a rainbow-like energy imprisons the heart, making it no longer emit that fierce resentment.
After the heart was controlled, the strange little boy was as dull as a wooden chicken, motionless, and seemed to become a statue again.
"Wo!"
After Moke's finger, the heart suddenly broke away from Lao Teng, disappeared into the little boy's body, and merged with the little boy, regardless of each other. Suddenly, Moke sensed that the little boy was empty and had a strange smell. At the same time, the heart slowly squirmed and was imprisoned by a rainbow of energy.
Moke already knows at this moment that this rainbow-like energy is the product of purple moon and others burning everything and rainbowization. At the same time, he also vaguely understands some of the connections. This horrible little boy is temporarily controlled by himself using the rainbow energy at this moment. However, once he drives this rainbow energy, it can drive him to fight. However, the price is that the rainbow energy will disappear and he will lose control of the little boy.
"Amitabha... Dear donor, the little monk originally wanted to save you, but in the end, India buried your life and completely destroyed..." In his heart, Moke had an inexplicable sadness and apology.
A moment of silence for the ten people who had fallen, and then Moke turned over his hand and wrapped a force of Buddha, which put the strange little boy into the universe bag.
"Squeak..."
In the universe bag, Xiaojin was scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks anxiously for fear of an accident. Suddenly, a little boy fell into it, emitting a terrible air machine. He was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly and was extremely frightened.
"Amitabha... Xiaojin, I'm fine. It's too dangerous here. You can stay in the universe bag first..."
He gave an order to Xiao Jin, and then Moke sat directly cross-legged and began to adjust his breath. He has just consumed a lot. I'm afraid the next level will be more dangerous, so he has to do his best.
After half axiang, Moke stood up, fully prepared, and disappeared in the passage to the eighth level.
"After... After... This little monk has passed! How can it be! How did he compete with the ghost puppet? Looking at the demon tower from afar, the young man in brocade robe set off a big wave in his heart.