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Several Samsara Artists confronted each other nervously, as if the next moment would do each other’s hands.

Xiao Zhu’s face is not good, because she saw a familiar silhouette. Although she has become the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator now, after seeing this acquaintance, her eyes still flashed almost instinctively. Color, as if encountering a natural enemy.

Wang Fugui’s expression is as usual, peeling away the Samsara Artists who are’loyal to protect the Lord’, looking towards Wang Jieyi, who wears grey monk clothes with a cold expression and almost ice, “long time no see, how are you doing recently?” “

Wang Jie shook the head, “You better leave quickly, it’s not peaceful here.”

Wang Fugui asked, “Where is the world peaceful now?”

You Samsara Artists are confused, it seems that these two know each other?

Their expression is a bit embarrassing. After all, although the Lord God has reminded you to be careful of Samsara Artist, but the Lord knows each other, even if they are not happy, they dare not show it.

Wang Jie thought for a while, and nodded seriously, “This is also true.”

Wang Fugui patted Xiao Zhu’s shoulder, “Young Master, I will live here today, don’t hurry up and clean up the place for me.”

Although Xiao Zhu looked dissatisfied, he seriously took out piles of dry ones, and countless Dao Rhyme’s circulating thatch was spread on the ground.

The warm bonfire and the bright lights in the temple make it almost daylight, and everyone can easily recognize each other’s facial expressions.

Wang Fugui’s Samsara Artist has an inexplicable sense of superiority. After all, although the people following the two sides know each other, but now it seems that the difference between Heaven and Earth seems to be two poles. One is the true species of immortal dao. One is just a monk of wild fox,

Wang Jieyi’s Samsara Artist showed deep thoughts and couldn’t help but look at Wang Fugui more. This is Yan Chixia? How do you feel that this copy of Orchid Temple is a bit wrong?

Just when everyone fell silent, a fragrant wind drifted in from outside the temple, following the diminishing lights, happy laughter and cheerful voices with many enchanting females, under countless thin gauze, alluring The ketone body is like a shadow.

Even though they have been prepared for a while, ordinary Samsara Artists still show a trace of intoxication when they see such a heavenly demon dancing.

Wang Fugui ignored the Rakshasa woman who jumped in, but looked towards Wang Jiyi in front of him.

“It’s time to kill.”

Wang Jie said expressionlessly.

“Where the wolf eats the sheep, should the eagle eat the rabbit should be killed?” Wang Fugui asked back, “If you don’t teach you, you will be punishable.”

“Hawks and wolves prey, unlike them.” Wang Jieyi said expressionless.

“What’s the difference?”

“Can you teach eagles and wolves not to prey on sheep and rabbits?”

Hearing Wang Jieyi’s answer, Wang Fugui was taken aback for a while, and then laughed heartily, “didn’t expect that after you followed the monk, you didn’t know much about the others. This debate is the only way to learn a few points.”

Then he said seriously, “Since they can teach, why not teach it?”

“Because they knew they committed crimes, all of these Rakshasa women in front of them knew the right and wrong of good and evil when they were alive, and they were ghosts after death but did not argue for cause and effect.”

“Be controlled by others, what can I do.”

Wang Fugui obviously refers to these Rakshasa females being swarmed by tree monsters, involuntarily, this is inevitable.

Wang Jieyi pointed to the Rakshasa woman who said Xiao Yanyan, who had entered the temple, “As long as there is a trace of pity and guilt, there is a glimmer of survival, but they are annihilating humanity. Yin-Yang Inversion, naturally deserves more Kill.”

Through the beating bonfire and countless Rakshasa women, Wang Fugui looked towards Wang Jieyi. Sure enough, people who walk different paths cannot make plans together, he can continue to say go with Wang Jieyi’s defense, but just like when he was a child , They will never be able to convince each other, so the easiest way is to use strength to convince each other, Sure enough, Heaven and Earth is big, with the biggest fist.

“Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable.”

Wang Fugui’s voice is compassionate, and the magnificent Taoist sound resounds in this temple like a twilight drum and morning bell. The Rakshasa women who were originally excited about today’s blood food are like puppets without a clockwork, still in place.

The sound of this vocal cord is like a clear spring, purging their dirty like muddy souls.

All kinds of good things come to mind, there is the call of mother, the dependence of husband, the whispering of children…

Under the lights, they shed tears, layers of black fruit and sludge, under the red dusty waves, one pure soul, one by one, trying to break free from the shackles of the skin, like a cicada worm with its shell, the glazed soul brilliance Spreading, the soul half broke free from the shackles of the evil fruit, hands clasped together, the expression is compassionate and peaceful, almost sacred and transcendent.

“Sure enough, it is Senior Brother.” Pang Lei and other Samsara Artists saw this scene blankly. Even the evil spirits who reentered the hell, as long as they are by the Senior Brother, they can get rid of all evil and instantaneous For heaven and man.

“Heaven’s law cycles, retribution is unhappy.”

In the lotus pond outside the temple, a lot of lotus shows its essence. The red blood vessels are intertwined with the pink tender flesh. The white and dry bones hold up the lotus from the black water. The hollow eyes looked towards the temple Inside, the Rakshasa women, who were half free from the sludge of the evil fruit, opened and closed their teeth neatly, “Where is the law of heaven?”

The voice was hollow but majestic, as if it were a blast of reproach.

A weird but very sacred picture is presented.

What is going on here?

The Samsara Artists on Wang Jiyi’s side glanced at each other. The tree demon grandma hasn’t appeared yet. Why did “Ning Caichen” and “Yan Chixia” fight each other, and Xiaoqian? Could it be that Xiaoqian came out to save the field at this time?

“The evil in the world, I will save it naturally.”

Wang Fugui’s whole body is pale gold, countless glazed light spilled from his body, forming a cluster of tiny Golden Lotus. His expression became more compassionate and taller, even higher than the Buddha statue in this great hall. With great perseverance and great compassion, look down on sentient beings.

The skeletons rising from the lotus inside the pool are illuminated by glazed light, their empty expression is no longer, and pure tears flowed down. They remembered that although they were harmed by these asura girls, they were Killed other people.

The world is suffering, but who is innocent?

When is the injustice reported? It is better to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha.

The fall of flesh and blood lotus flowers represents liberation and transcendence.

Wang Jieyi not at all prevents Wang Fugui from saving sentient beings, and repays the cause and effect, not not at all, the time has not come.

The countless woods surrounding the Orchid Temple, the roots of the trees entangled and revolve like snake balls, grandma cold and severe looked towards Wang Fugui, looked towards the almost’turned’ Rakshasa women and bone ghosts, his voice It is difficult to distinguish between male and female, “Smelly Taoist priest, how many people can you save?”

Countless tree roots slowly receded, bones became mountains, and Rakshasa became seas. This Orchid Temple has become the source of a certain concept, gathering the countless ghosts in All Heavens Myriad Realms who were killed by Orchid Temple and continued to harm others.