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Chapter 92: Human Evil

The nun and the two apostles walked on the stone steps in front of the Daleiyin Temple, one step after another. The stone steps were extremely long and the end seemed to be far away in the horizon. However, they were not in a hurry and walked slowly.

Junior Sister Jing couldn't help but bring up the topic just now and asked: "Master, the Tathagata created the Great Thunder Sound Temple lineage, isn't it just for the sake of equality for all living beings, so that all can become Buddhas? From your tone, it seems that the disciples of ancient Buddhism are

They are divided into three, six or nine grades, and they can’t even enter the mountain gate. Isn’t this not good?”

Not only is it not very good, it is even a bit similar to the practice of some heretics, which is to recruit a large number of disciples, let them scheming, compete for resources, fight each other, and finally select a bunch of 'elites' who can prey on the weak.

The Demon Sect is even worse. Among a group of disciples, only one or two survive, and the remaining disciples have become food for the survivors. It can be said to be against ethics, so the disciples cultivated are even more disowned, and are no different from monsters.

Only in their Da'e sect, brothers and sisters respect each other. Although they are very strict in recruiting disciples, once they are accepted into the sect, the fellow disciples are often brothers and sisters. The friendship is very good and they are like family. It is a great opportunity. Senior sisters and brothers are the first to

What I am thinking of is my own junior brothers and sisters; if the juniors are not qualified enough, the teachers and seniors of each family will work together.

Therefore, although the Da'e sect does not have a strong man like Patriarch Yuan who has suppressed his whole life, everyone is like a dragon and everyone is vying to be the first. The sect is actually more prosperous than the previous generation. This is not entirely due to luck.

affected.

The nun smiled and said: "Let's put it this way, the previous generation of swordsmen faced a situation where demons were dancing and the demons were flourishing. At that time, too many brothers died at the hands of demons. The only thing we could do was to sharpen the swords in our hands.

, treat the disciples harshly and cruelly, even more than the devil, because if you don't do this, people will die and the righteous path will perish."

"The situation faced by the ancient Buddha back then was a hundred times more dangerous than that of the Sword Immortals. Even the ancient human race, whose adult strength was equivalent to that of ordinary immortals, was in danger. The sky was changing, alien gods, crazy gods, the road was out of control, time and space were reversed, and the law was at an end.

In this world, even if Teacher Yuan and Teacher Guishan are reincarnated, they may not be able to survive in that era."

"So at that time, don't think about the so-called brothers and sisters, and the family is reunited. Maybe your relatives and friends will be contaminated later, and then the external gods will directly contaminate you along the bloodline. You only have two choices.

, either commit suicide or kill him. Don’t expect to kill the alien gods. The alien gods, like the immortals, are both truly immortal.”

"In this cruel environment, even if ancient Buddhism performed compassionate deeds, it would be angry. The mortal enemy of Buddhism at that time was not the devil, but the external gods. If you cannot reach the realm of Buddha, let you enter the Western Heaven.

Well, I’m afraid Buddhism is full of misfortunes, and the training of disciples in ancient Buddhism was particularly cruel. In order to hone your Buddhist heart, you will be thrown into reincarnation for hundreds of lives. It’s all trivial to have your wife and children separated, or to die of a serious illness.”

Having said this, the nun smiled, a smile that even made Junior Sister Jing feel a little strange.

"For a fair little girl like Xiao Jing'er, in order to hone your Buddha nature, you may be thrown into the mortal world and sent to a brothel, where you will be asked to receive the ugliest and cruelest customers day and night. Your mother,

Sister, my daughter is even next door, until you have been trained to the point where even if your inner demons and external demons come together, you can't move your mind, then that's almost it."

Junior Sister Jing shivered and felt her scalp was numb.

If one can truly achieve complete ‘Buddha nature’, is he still a human being?

As if she understood what the other person was thinking, the nun said softly: "If you are not a human being, then you can be a Buddha."

"Oh, here we are, the first floor of the pagoda."

The pagoda is also called the pagoda. It has seven floors in total, so the first floor of the pagoda is also called the first floor of the pagoda. However, there is no Buddha in the pagoda, and there are no Buddha statues. It is empty. Instead, there are a large number of Buddha statues on the walls.

The reliefs are not Buddhist inscriptions, but scenes of various 'half-humans' fighting monsters.

The reason why it is called "half-human" is because this person does not look like a "human" at all, with three heads, six arms, one foot and one leg, and a face with no facial features, or only one of the facial features, or it may be a crawling species or a strange-shaped species.

Although they are very strange, and some of them can’t even be seen as human, yet once you look at them, you will immediately have the concept of ‘human’ in your mind.

Of course, maybe it's because their opponents are more weird and disgusting, which makes them look more normal.

The nun walked to a painting. In the painting, a strong man with a bronze mask on his face was holding a bronze spear and inserting it into the chest of a monster.

The disgustingness of this monster is beyond the surface. It is a large, yellow viscous fluid that falls from the sky, as if the entire sky is flowing with thick slurry.

"Storm Lord."

The nun said to herself that there were many famous alien gods in ancient times. They were famous not only for their strength, but also for their crazy nature. The 'Lord of Storms' was one of them. His alien god's characteristics were wherever there was a storm.

, can give birth to it, as big as the storm, lightning, thunder, as small as the movement of the driver, the flow of blood, breathing, the beating of the heart, even the slightest sound of wind, will cause it to come, and then the whole body will rot irreversibly.

, madness, infection.

It is said that in ancient times, some parents covered their children to death in order to avoid this person.

But the one who 'killed' this one was a famous ancient war god from the Bronze Face Clan.

"Master, aren't foreign gods invincible?"

"It is impossible to kill, but as long as the outer god does not reach the level of the 'Old Dominator', the peak of ancient humanity can blast his spiritual anchor and stimulate all his crazy nature. At that time, he can be

The alien gods who are drawn from outside the world and are purely crazy, not to mention human nature, even have no instincts."

"Isn't it ironic? The most effective way to fight against an alien god is to destroy its humanity."

The nun paused and said loudly: "After listening for so long, it's time to show up, fellow Taoist!"

In the empty pagoda, there is a sudden addition of a person. This person is tall and thin, with sunken cheeks and closed eyes. He looks very much like the original version of Qi Lung, that is, Qi Lung during the Naked Bandit period.

Without a knife, there is no sharpness. First it is to suppress, then it is to hide, and then it is to collect.

At first, I was worried that I would be possessed by a demon, and that I would be completely crazy if I could not control the knife.

And after learning about his life experience, he would not do anything like this. How could Broken Sword be so cruel as to seek death?

Ever since Zhongwu entered Daqian, Qi Lung has become more and more like an orthodox monk. He always talks about his own interests when encountering problems, knows how to advance and retreat, is neither irritable nor sudden, and basically has no contact with Qi Dakou and Marshal Qi.

Until this time, Qi Long seemed to have a little more of the temperament of the past, and this fierceness was somewhat back, but it was no longer the murderous one.
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