Chapter 377

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the Zen house has deep flowers and trees.

The ancient temple is deserted. Li cangmin walks along the path of the temple. His eyes are lonely and cold, his face is expressionless, and his dark eyes don't fluctuate, just like a copper man without emotion.

I don't know when a large group of bald monks came out of the originally empty temple, as if they were growing out of the ground. Li cangmin's eyes were still looking at a group of dignified monks, from their bare heads to their cassock and staff, and then to their black hair and white robes, But soon disappeared.

As if it should be.

"Jie Ming! This time, you have committed the precepts of killing and lust. When you return to the temple for many days, you don't know how to repent and beat the elder of the same sect. There is no forgiveness for your sins. Today, you will be exiled to futu hell to wash away your sins. If you are not innocent, the Buddha's heart will be clear and you will never come out. "

A bald monk, who was the head of the group, reprimanded him severely and waved. Then a dignified pagoda came down, and Li cangmin changed his place before he could react.

It's so dark that you can't see anything at all. The divine sense has lost its function, and even the vitality around you is very poor. As a disciple of Dabao temple, Li cangmin knows that this is the most dangerous hell road of the pagoda. All the disciples who break the precepts in the temple will be held here to clean up their sins and get out of the tower without dust. However, for tens of millions of years, it has not been heard that any disciple can successfully get out of the tower. He probably can't make it through the last step and is burned to death by the hell fire.

His feet fell on the ground, and there was a hollow echo. I didn't know what kind of material his walls were made of. They were cold and dry, and had nothing to do with the four kinds of darkness. His cultivation only allowed him to see about three inches away. Even so, he couldn't really see them.

I don't know. After walking in the dark passage for a long time, there was a huge roar in front of him. Li cangmin summoned his magic weapon subconsciously. He was stunned when he found that it was a palm sized sword heart. His heart was puzzled again. However, he was soon forgotten because the enemy attacked him.

It's a three headed dog guarding hell road.

It's a dog. In fact, it looks like a lion. It's tall and straight, with strong limbs. The three heads on its neck are huge. Each head shows its fierce light, its tusks are wide open, and its saliva is long and thin. It roars at him.

Li cangmin was not afraid at all. The heart of the sword grew in the wind. At last, it turned into a cold sword. He chopped it at the head of the three dogs. With a clang sound, the dog dropped a dog's tooth and even a bloodstain appeared on his forehead. However, he was shocked back by the huge force and even felt numb when he held the sword.

The three vicious dogs are very defensive! The eighteen bronze men in the temple are not as powerful as it is.

Seeing the blood, the three vicious dogs stimulated their ferocity more and more. The six green eyes showed fierce light, and they planed their claws to bite him. It was so fast that Li cangmin didn't even have time to retreat. The vicious dog was close at hand. He was in no hurry, and his sword was firmly cut at the neck of one of his heads, And take the opportunity to step on its other head leap up, turned the direction.

As expected, although the head defense of the three dogs was very high, the neck was weak. Taking advantage of the dog's lack of time to turn around, he chopped off the other two heads, and the dog collapsed, and the body and head turned into ashes.

Three vicious dogs are not one. One will appear in each period of time, but they are more and more fierce. Li cangmin's body is gradually colored, but he is more and more skilled and fierce, and his evil spirit is gradually strengthened.

Don't you want to wash away the sin? Why are there more and more killing?

Li cangmin became more and more confused. He waved and chopped his sword like an emotionless official, and let the hot and smelly blood splash on his face. Finally, he gradually became numb. The dark and long passage seemed endless, and he had forgotten the way back.

I don't know how long later, a Sanskrit voice suddenly sounded in my ear, and a dignified voice said to him, "Jieming, you don't want to repent. The more you kill, why don't you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha."

Li cangmin's eyes, which had been stagnant for a long time, finally turned. His cold and hard facial features, like marble, showed a smile of sarcasm. "How to put down the butcher's knife when the dogs force each other."

"In the old days, the Buddha cut the meat to feed the eagle. How can you feed the dog with your body?" The majestic voice seemed to have the disappointment of hating iron but not steel. "The Buddha said," if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If you can't understand Buddhism, how can you get out of the tower? "

"Oh, I'm in hell, how can I go in again? You are wrong

In the garden, there is a golden tile and glass pavilion. In the pavilion sits a woman in water red palace dress. Her figure is exquisite, her face is gorgeous, her eyebrows are not painted, her lips are not stained red, and her cheeks are fragrant, Tearful eyes dye dye, like Cu non Cu sorrow in her face condensation of melancholy cloud, a good I see still pity lady resentment beauty.The beauty suddenly raised her head and saw the man standing outside the pavilion. Her melancholy was swept away in an instant. Her dark eyes were filled with great joy and excitement. Her dimples were like flowers. She ran to him in a hurry, even if her embroidered shoes fell off. She rushed into his arms, crying and laughing, and her voice was like a warbler, "Jieming, you are back at last, Those big monks arrested you. I was afraid day and night that something might happen to you. Now that you are safe, my heart has finally come true. "

Oh, it turned out that he had a clear mind and came out of the pagoda.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the beauty raised her tearful eyes to see him. Her face was as beautiful as a pear blossom with rain. "Jieming, why don't you speak? You monks want to cut off seven passions and six desires. Do you want to cut off the relationship with me when you come back this time? "

"How can I abandon you when I protect you with my heart." Li cangmin quickly wiped her tears, carefully and contentedly looked at her beloved woman, solemnly said, "ling'er, in this life, I will live up to the Tathagata, I will live a good life with you."

Li cangmin looked at her greedily. She always felt that her beautiful and moving appearance had not been seen for a long time. However, in fact, he was caught by Dabao temple and came back from his broken tower in just a few days.

Maybe it's because there is no time in the pagoda, he thought.