The crime of murder.

Hearing these three words, the expression on my face did not change, and I still smiled and smiled, and I did not feel any pressure at all.

The wa-w law is the magic of Tibet's tantra, and the Buddha's teachers cast the Fa to give people the tiles super degrees, which is considered to be a person and will not bear karma.

But the premise of all this is that the person's life will be exhausted, otherwise the guru will also bear the felony of murder, and after death will fall into hell.

How many old monks have more lives, I don't think I can guess, absolutely zero.

If there had been no demonic blessing, the old monk would have gone to the west to see the Buddha, where could he meet us?

“How much do you have to live?”I asked silently.

The old monk suddenly laughed and raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Yes, I should have been dead long ago, but I have been strong for so many years by magic..."

When he said this, the liquid on his body seemed to have frozen, and the whole man seemed to be the kind of gold that had been cast in gold, as if he had been alive before.

But his eyes changed.

The eyeballs got bigger, and of course, maybe I was wrong.

But his eyes were wide open, and almost all he was about to tear the corners of his eyes, hanging upwards, looking incomparably angry.

The corner of his mouth was left off, as if he had gritted his teeth.

In the eyes of the eyes, there is indescribable anger.

That kind of anger is incomprehensible to me, not the anger of a normal person at all, but a higher level of emotion than anger... that is an extreme anger.

Thinking of what he said earlier, I also guessed some in my heart... This change may be the ultimate expression of the King Kong Fa.

King Kong is angry, so he can surrender to the devil.

God’s eyes are low enough to be merciful to the six ways.

The old monk now chooses the path is the former.

“It is a felony not to respect the Dharma, to respect the Dharma, not to respect humanity...” The old monk said with a word, as if he was talking to himself, “Killing the people at will because of believing in the evil Fa, this is sin, sinner...”

Speaking of which, the old monk gritted his teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth.

“They’re all damned.”

Seeing this scene, He Yi Gong looked back at me with some heart, and seemed to hold his breath, as far as possible to reduce his sense of existence.

I know what he is thinking, this dog day must be afraid, the old monk's mood is a little angry, even can be said to be not normal, there is a more terrible breath than the devil wrapped around him.

That breath seemed to be made of anger, even if I was not a party, and I was not hostile to the old monk, and I felt that I would be torn to pieces by his anger in the next second.

At this time, the circle of the twilight of the floor, suddenly turned up, and the slamming of the thumping made people listen to their troubles.

The old monk was already in a bad mood, and now he saw this situation, and he was even more angry, and it seemed that the stone bricks were provoking him.

Without waiting for us to react, the old monk stomped his feet and directly shook the surrounding tiles into pieces.

It was definitely not caused by pure physical force, in the moment when he stamped his foot, there was something invisible and could not be touched, coming out of the bottom of his feet, not even for a second, and penetrated the stone bricks that were churning more than once.

“The old man?”I tried to scream, “I’m a little girl, do you remember me?”

Hearing my voice, the old monk turned back and looked at me straight.

In this process, the expression on his face did not change, as if the whole person was immersed in anger and simply could not extricate himself.

I remember that the bodhisattva also had such a situation, but his symptoms were lighter than that of the old monk, at least he would not keep this kind of anger.

"Just hold on to Kong, but King Kong's heart is too difficult to hold, I need time."

With the old monk's reply, I brushed the loose tone with He Yiguo, and it seems that the old and the same are not lost their minds, but they have not controlled their emotions.

“Come on, there’s not much time.”He Yi Gong urged, and the voice of speech was trembling: “I can’t stand it...”

As soon as I heard how to say this, I hurriedly looked at him, and I saw that the face of He Yigong was a bit of a shrivet, the skin was like a dry bark, and my left eye could only be half-open, and black water was still coming out.

The old monk hummed, raised his hand, and said, “Don’s the custard!”

I said a little, just as I was about to go forward and handed him the diamond stick, only to feel the crazy tremor of the diamond in my hand, as if with a human feeling, was trembling with excitement.

Before I could understand what was going on, I was like coming back to life, and I went straight out of my hand and flew into the hands of the old monk.

Isn't that the Kung Fu of Xiao Feng??" said Chen Qiuyan, surprised.

“Fuck, that’s super power!”I whispered.

The old monk did not take care of us, holding the diamond in his right hand, and the left hand was tied with a seal, staring at his eyes with anger, looking straight at the air, and chanting loudly.

He read the text quickly, only so lioso, listening for half a day I slowly got used to his speech speed, blurred to hear some familiar scriptures.

"Miao Zhan always holds no respect, the first solemn king Shixi has, sold me a hundred million robberies to upside down, do not experience the monk to obtain the Fa-body."

“May this be the fruit of the king, and be as Hengsha people, and serve this deep heart to the dust, which is called the Buddha.”

“The Buddha is called to prove that the five evils of the world must be pre-empted, and if a sentient being does not become a Buddha, it will not take the mud here.”

"Obital great mercy, I want to judge the subtle confusion, so that I can ascend to the top of the sense, sitting in the ten-sided world, if more can be sold, the heart of Xingcaro is not moving..."

The old monk should recite the 枞严 mantra, which is also what the Buddha said, and the only king in the mantra, and even this mantra can be related to the rise and fall of the Buddha family.

I remember the Buddhist family has such a saying that when the end of the Fa era comes, Buddhists are on the verge of extinction, demonic entry into the world, and slander and blasphemy to eliminate all the Dharma in the world...

As long as there is one person who still recites the tangle, the Dharma will never disappear, and the age of the devil will not really come.

In the temple, I saw many monks chanting the 湞严 mantra, but the 枞严 mantra they read was only solemn and solemn, and there was no such momentum as the old monk.

It is no exaggeration to say that when the old monk chants the zanyan curse, every word is mixed with endless anger, and the killing intention that cannot be concealed.

Just as the old monk began to chant the harpsin, other changes occurred in the temple.

The movements brought by the breath of the sander and the black robe king have disappeared at this time, replaced by two golden lights like lines.

The two golden lights came in from the gate of the temple, along the stone bricks on the ground, and swam to the wall one on the left and one right.

But soon, I knew that they were not simply swimming, but with their own golden bodies, they outlined the outline of the Buddha's gods.

The wall is like a drawing board, and the gold thread is the pen and ink.

It seems that there is an invisible person who is holding a brush, using these golden lights that will not dissipate, one after another to the wall to outline the outline of the Buddha's gods, and still a continuous, from beginning to end.

The movement of the two gold wires is extremely fast, and in less than half a minute, hundreds of people's profiles are outlined on the wall.

These people's clouls or stand or sit or lie, in addition to opening the contours of the body and the five senses, the robes in the robes are also out of nowhere, and slowly appear.

Every time a "complete" Buddha appears, the sound of chanting a mantra in the temple will come out.

At first, only the old monk was chanting the 枞严咒, and now... that is already hundreds of voices!

"The world, from the thorns, the treasure light, the light, Chiba Pauline, there is a coming."

"Sit in the middle of the treasure, put ten roads, the treasures of light, one by one, all show, the sand of the ten Ganges."

"King Kong's secret, the mountain holding the squatter, the empty world, the public look up, fear love and embrace, ask the Buddha to mourn."

"Listen to the Buddha, there is no ceiling, shine, proclaim the curse, Nansha Nai Saca Sugadoya..."

The old monk said at this time, jerking the golden turbulence and knocked on the ground twice, and the chanting of other "people" in the temple was repeated twice.

The original dark temple is now a magnificent sight.

The whole hall was illuminated by the Buddha statues outlined by the golden lines, and even there was a mist of light like hot steam on them.

That kind of sight.

Such as the Buddha.