"It was probably twenty-five years ago. At that time, I was an ordinary farmer boy in a small village in Shuzhou. My parents were there, and my grandmother and two brothers, and the family of six made a living by farming. Shuzhou's climate was humid and warm, and grain was easy to grow. In addition, we were not far from Tangjiabao, so there were no bandits and bandits. My family also raised a pendant of pigs. I killed one bites from nearby markets to sell them. Life was very comfortable and leisurely... Until one afternoon, my second brother and I came back to the market to sell pigs and saw my old sow that had been raised for more than ten years napping in the main hall. Strangely, there was no sound from others at home. Didn't my parents say that they would use the remaining pork to smoke bacon? And the grandmother who should bask in the sun in the yard?"

This is undoubtedly not a time for memories, nor is it a place, but the Mirgen Monk seemed to care nothing at all. He didn't go to see the tense Hu Qian and Li Yutang, nor did he pay attention to Xiao Xia not far away. He just stared at the ground and was completely immersed in his own memories. When he talked to himself about where his family had gone, he looked puzzled, frowned, and shook his head.

But the three people around him did not disturb him. The murderous aura and malice around him were obviously enough to make the dullest person have goose bumps, but in the silence, there was a plain and gentle voice chasing his childhood, as if even the noon sunshine falling through the leaves became weird.

Xiao Xia didn't. He seemed to have no reason to do anything, and he retreated enough to inspire the divine movement talisman. He could escape at any time. He stayed here now just to see the fun.

Li Yutang didn't. Although he had already seen sweat on his forehead, the blue veins on his hand holding the long sword were exposed, and his face was ferocious, he still did not dare to move forward. Because Hu Qian was still standing quietly and didn't move. And she didn't move, Li Yutang didn't know how to move, or did not dare to move.

"...No one in the kitchen. I shouted twice at the entrance of the main hall but no one agreed. But the inner room seemed to have a very strange smell, as if the pork was smelling. My second brother and I walked into the inner room and saw that the ground was covered with blood and internal organs, and some fragmented bones. The heads of my father and mother, grandma and elder brother were rolling in the corner. It turned out that they were all eaten and eaten by the sow. My second brother screamed like crazy and picked up the pig-killing knife and rushed out, but the old sow only looked at him, and he couldn't move immediately. Then the old sow stepped forward and arched him down, and bit off his neck in one bite. It turned out that the sow had become a demon."

The Mirage Monk was still not angry at all, and his voice was calm and gentle, as if he was just a story that had nothing to do with him. At some point, there was a hazy circle of light and shadow around him, which seemed to be real and illusory.

Li Yutang couldn't help it anymore, and roared with a trembling sword in his hand, "Shameless bald donkey! Who has time to come to listen to you who raises pigs and feeds dogs? He still wants to make up some stories to gain sympathy when he dies. It's really shameless~! Look at it and beat it~!"

He shouted and watched the beating, but Daxia Li still didn't rush forward. He touched a steel dart from his waist with his hand and threw it into the chest of the fury monk.

The hero's hidden weapon naturally cannot carry poison, but the steel dart is half a palm-sized and weighs two or three pounds. It is still fatal even if it is not poisoned. The monk Mirage still sat and did not move. His injury was indeed not fake, but before the steel dart could even hit his body, it hit the light and shadow around him, and fell to the ground with a sound like a stone hitting a stone.

"Huh? Master Hu Xiang...is this?" Li Yutang was shocked, took a step back, and looked at Hu Qian.

Of course, Hu Qian saw it, but she still didn't move and spoke. It seemed that she was fascinated by the story of the Furious Monk.

"Maybe the sow was full, or maybe it was because I fed it on weekdays, so it left without eating it. I sat in the house full of flesh and blood for a day and a night, until Grandpa Li of the village brought someone to check it out before he took me out. It turned out that the pig demon had bitten to death and ate a few people after he left my house. The villagers hurried to the Taoist temple in the town to invite Taoist priests and led a group of strong men to get rid of the pig demon. When Grandpa took me back, they were holding a banquet to entertain the Taoist priest. I was also confused, but when I saw the Taoist priest, I suddenly woke up because I recognized the Taoist priest. Half a year ago, I went to cut the pigs.

When I was in the grass, I met the Taoist priest. The Taoist seemed to be collecting herbs nearby and bought some pig grass from me for five cents, which made me happy for a while. The Taoist priest once asked me if I had been feeding pigs with this pig grass, and followed me to the pigpen to look at it, but left without saying anything. I seemed to suddenly understand something, and shouted that the Taoist priest killed my family, but was said to be crazy by the people. Some people said that I was put on my body by the ghost of the pig demon and pulled me away and tied it up. The Taoist priest naturally said that he could not save me, so he finally sold my land in the village and sent me to the Pure Land Zen Temple to be a little novice monk."

The light around the Mirage Monk's body became more and more obvious. It was clearly a figure, a big circle of figures that wrapped Mirage Monk. Xiaoxia could recognize that the one that almost scared him to retreat before was this one, but the phantom that flashed suddenly at that time was gradually becoming clearer and more obvious as the story of Mirage Monk's story became.

"...It took me a few years to understand what happened. When I was cutting pig grass, I always liked to play in the valley outside the village. There were few people there. Most of the five-leaf clovers I cut were more than ten years old. The sow had some spirituality after eating them over the years. Our family raised every little pig it had borne. How could it not be resentful? It would only take a long time to become a monster after years of accumulation. These tricks and tricks are just a matter of time.

The scholar naturally had already seen it, but if he had reminded in advance that the old sow meat could not be sold for the price, the annual litter of piglets was the tuition for my elder brother's schooling. Most of my family would not believe it. Moreover, how could such a trivial matter be allowed to let the demon appear and harm one party and then take action to get both fame and fortune? Sure enough, I heard that when the Taoist died of illness, he was already a famous Taoist priest who claimed to be a safe and prosperous family. "

"Actually, it can't be said that the Taoist priest deliberately harmed my family. Most people in the world are like this. Even if it was changed to other people, about nine out of ten would be like him. Even the sow that became a demon is nothing wrong. If there was no cause for my family to kill dozens or hundreds of children, how could it eat the fruit of my family of five? It's just karma, karma, and the debts are paid. It's just... just..."

The fury monk frowned, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself with a sad face. The light and shadow around him also trembled more and more violently. Finally, he took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly opened, and the anger that had calmed for a long time emerged on his face again like a thunderous roar. He opened his mouth, and a thunderous roar exploded from his chest and abdomen: "But how can this be like this in this world? How can this be like this? How can this be like this?"

With each deafening roar, the light and shadow around him flashed, lit, rising outward and then shrank inward. After these three roars, the light and shadow were gone, and the monk Mirage finally stood up, looking down at the three people around him with red eyes shiny by the anger.

It was really shining, bright and dazzling, as if two red-burned charcoal were embedded in the eye sockets. It was already a pair of eyes that could not be human, and the Mirage Monk seemed no longer an individual now, because no one could have six hands, six faces, and indigo blue skin, nearly a few feet high. The light and shadow were all restrained, solidified, and solidified in the roar of Mirage Monk, and combined with him, turning him into this way.

"Monster...monster..." Li Yutang looked at the angry monk in front of him who was no longer a angry monk, with his feet trembling.

It’s not that Li Daxia is small, and there are monsters and monsters that are ten times more terrifying than this shape. It’s just that the power, pressure and aura emitted by this indigo blue six-armed giant far exceeds the impression this way, as if it was an eternal giant statue that exists with the world and the world. With the turn of hands, all evil demons can only be crushed and crushed. Just take a look, any evil evil and ghost can only be cremated into ashes by the Red Lotus Karma.

Not only Li Yutang was shocked, but Xiao Xia, who had been hiding far away, but also Hu Qian, who had been motionless, couldn't help but retreat. The aura emitted by this green giant reached the depths of the soul, making people breathe so hard that they couldn't breathe.

"Is this... the Great Powerful Vajra?" Xiao Xia couldn't help but rub his eyes. Of course, he had more vision than Li Yutang. This giant with six arms, six sides, and green body was the one of the five great Dharma protectors of the Shimen, Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was angry and said to be able to wipe out all evil demons and heretics and protect all living beings.

Although many people in the world know that the Vajra, the guardian of the Pure Land Zen Temple, practiced the Vajra Dharma, most of them thought it was just magical magic, Zen singing, fist and foot derived from this Dharma image. No one expected that what he really practiced was the Vajra Dharma image itself.

"It is precisely because of the many evil demons from heretics that people's hearts are confused and the ravines are hard to fill, that the Saha world is so ugly and sentient beings are miserable and cannot be liberated. I have been facing the wall for three years before I realized this principle. So I made a great wish in front of my Buddha's golden body, to wipe out all demons, kill all evil people, spread my Buddha's **, save all sentient beings, let everyone in the world believe in my Buddha, and to restore the world to a pure and peaceful state."

The voice of the fury monk was also restored, and the anger that seemed to be burning at any time was filled with it. However, the words themselves were compassionate and well-organized, and combined with the majestic momentum of this body, it really seemed like a god and a Buddha were in the ordinary.

"Although the teaching of the relic must be made by Master Chixia, his entire body of cultivation of Buddhism comes from my temple. How can he not return to his roots? If one more relic is placed in the ten directions of the Pure World Relic Tower, the power and power of the pagoda will be greater, and it will intimidate more and more evil demons and heretics, until all the demons in the world can be eliminated, so that everyone in the world can know the great compassion and great supernatural powers of my Buddha, and thus focus on Buddhism. Therefore, this monster must not fall into the hands of others. Moreover, the fact that this monster gained the relics of my master also damages the reputation of my Buddhism, and cannot be allowed to be promoted. Fortunately, you, who are so obsessed with the greed of profit, want to monopolize this monster, and they actually try to harm the monk. I can only use the mercy of the Buddhist mercy to pass you on to be reborn as soon as possible and become a human being. Amitabha Buddha."
Chapter completed!