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In fact, there is no essential difference between the wind in hell and the wind in the world;
It is nothing more than the difference in scenery that caused the wind to give people a feeling, and was implicated to subvert the perception.
It's like standing on the Erhai Lake and blowing the wind or standing on the Sahara and blowing the wind.
At this time,
In the most sacred and highest place in hell for thousands of years - Mount Tai,
An incomparably huge monster is frantically pouring out its own blood.
The wind in this area is filled with a suffocating smell of blood.
There was once a wise man in Yangjian who painted green paint on the bare barren hills in order to meet the environmental protection inspection from above;
At this time,
Hearing blood,
Like a huge red paint pot,
Thoroughly dye the entire Mount Tai and its surrounding area with red.
On the cliff wall, on the stream, on the vegetation,
As if in the boundless,
It seems that there is only one kind of red left.
The young man sitting on Di Ting's body had an extremely sad and anxious expression on his face,
In my heart, I was extremely excited,
Sprinkle it,
Sprinkle it,
Sprinkle more,
Quickly sprinkle some,
Pouring with the blood of truth listening,
In the future, my own manor is destined to become the most fertile land in hell!
In the boy's mind, it seemed that he had already seen the great satisfaction he felt when he became the number one farmer in hell.
In this world, there are indeed such people. Their pursuit deviates from the rhythm of the public, and they are only lonely and persistent in their pursuit of their own inner peace.
At this point,
The boy is actually very similar to a Bodhisattva.
Da Changqiu appeared upright at the foot of the mountain, and Xiao Jiu stood beside him, holding an umbrella for him.
Behind the two of them,
There are also seven permanent attendants standing side by side,
Whether it is the previous ten-time servant or the current nine-time servant, what changes is the number, but what remains the same is the insistence that the family must be neat and tidy no matter what they do.
Originally, Da Changqiu didn't plan to take this muddy water.
He had seen the attitude of a Bodhisattva who was punched three times in one day, and to be honest, he couldn't stand this matter on him.
? Even if he endured it, the situation was threatening, as if he smashed his teeth and swallowed in his stomach, enduring the humiliation, expecting revenge and counter-killing.
Humans, in the past barefoot people were not afraid of wearing shoes, and if there was a wound on their body, they would spit on it and rub it, so they could just do what they should do;
But with the rise of status and strength, those things that were considered meaningless before inexplicably began to become more and more important, even to the point of being inviolable.
Therefore, this is the place that I admired the most before Da Changqiu, and at the same time feared the Bodhisattva the most.
This kind of person has a deep obsession, and has not been corrupted by the so-called authority and status. Therefore, once this kind of person really has a mental problem, goes crazy or something, it will be the most terrifying .
The obsessions, beliefs, and pursuits that bound him in the past will all be ignored at this time.
Like a ferocious beast that was imprisoned, all the shackles on its body were released in an instant.
tut tut,
Da Changqiu subconsciously smashed his mouth,
He poked his head out of the umbrella deliberately,
The tip of the tongue waited for a while, and still waited until the blood beads dripped on it, and tasted it slowly, with a fishy and spicy taste.
"Collect some of them for me. When I go back, I'll find something to drink with wine to get rid of the fishy smell."
"Here!"
The seven regular attendants behind them each took out their magical storage artifacts, and began to collect the bloody water all over the sky, very busy.
Xiao Jiu looked at Da Changqiu suspiciously,
road:
"Brother, don't we go up?"
"Wait, wait, wait."
Da Changqiu stretched his waist,
"Flies don't bite seamless eggs, they have to let the seam open a little more first."
Xiao Jiu frowned slightly, always feeling that these words sounded a bit uncomfortable.
"Snapped!"
Da Changqiu slapped Xiao Jiu on the back of the head,
 ?It is at the prayer table.
"How is the Bodhisattva?"
Di Ting asked.
"Well."
After listening to the words, I feel that the Bodhisattva has overcome it, and the matter has finally calmed down.
In fact, above Mount Tai, its body is indeed no longer bleeding;
However,
Its body, if it is not bloody, is not bloody, but it is slowly expanding. The already huge and terrifying body, like blowing up a balloon, starts to get bigger and bigger ¡
In the small temple,
The mud in front of the Bodhisattva began to squirm slowly, as if driven by thoughts, it had some connection with some existence in the dark.
The Bodhisattva said in a deep voice:
"You know, what do you mean by vowing not to become a Buddha if the hell is not empty?"
As the mount of a Bodhisattva, in the past, I often discussed homework with the Bodhisattva.
That is to say, in the past few hundred years, as everything has stabilized, such opportunities have decreased a lot.
Di Ting replied respectfully:
"When hell is no longer hell, when the world is no longer the world; when hell is regarded as the world, when the world is regarded as hell;
In the real world, ghosts will naturally travel; in the real hell, it is already empty.
The great wish of the Bodhisattva can be achieved, and the Buddha's position is in hand, and the merits and virtues are complete. "
"That's what I told him."
Di Ting nodded, he knew who the "he" Bodhisattva was referring to.
"People, give birth to a child and ask for the way, seek, seek peace.
After the great turmoil, there is great peace;
After the great turmoil, there is no scale;
After a great tribulation, there is great freedom;
Listen carefully"
"I am here, Bodhisattva."
"Do you know what I want to do?"
Di Ting looked at the altar, the mud on the altar had condensed the lower body of a person.
"Congratulations to the Bodhisattva, congratulations to the Bodhisattva, a thousand years of planning, a thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of planning, and the final introduction of true immortal Buddha Dharma!"
Di Ting knelt down and bowed down.
? Back then, when Yinggou and Bodhisattva met for the first time;
Win the hook and said that he is not used to having other people sitting on his head.
The Bodhisattva said that he was not used to his empty altar.
After hearing the congratulations from Di Ting,
The Bodhisattva turned his head,
The body twisted into an extremely exaggerated and weird arc,
Listening to be amazed to see,
The Buddha's mask is melting,
Like a pool of molten iron dripping down slowly.
The Bodhisattva's voice has a touch of faintness,
road:
"Is it?"
Di Ting raised his head,
Looking at the already formed sculpture on the altar table,
This sculpture is heroic,
This sculpture is majestic,
Until Di Ting saw the head of the sculpture,
His body trembled violently,
Showing a look of disbelief,
exclaimed:
"Why is it him!"
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This plot is too difficult to write. It has been laid out for a long time, and it was only when I wrote it here that I found it difficult.
It was the night before sitting on the computer, and only one chapter was written. There is only one chapter today, and Long didn't dare to force it to write it down. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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