Extreme Eternal Demon

Chapter 1 Do you believe it yourself?

The sky is covered with dark clouds.

Thunder rolls.

The rain poured down in torrents.

The entire Xiaoyun Temple seemed to be obscured by the rain curtain and became blurry.

In the Mahavira Palace.

The light appears slightly dim.

The huge Buddha is sitting upright, looking down with compassion.

Candles flickered all around.

The little novice monk struck the wooden fish.

The low thumping sound was very regular and seemed to cover up the wind, rain and thunder outside.

On the futon, a young man was kneeling.

Wearing a brocade white robe, she has a delicate face.

But if you look closely, you can see that there is darkness around his eyes.

The lips are also purple and blue.

Hun's body exuded a heavy death aura.

He is the eldest son of the Li family in Qinghe County.

Li Wuyou.

I have suffered from sepsis for many years.

I have consulted countless famous doctors, but still no cure.

His life is short.

Li Wuyou stood with his left hand in front of his chest and held a Buddhist bead in his right hand.

Lips move.

Silently recite Buddhist scriptures.

A string of prayer beads slowly turned between his thumbs.

His expression was unusually calm.

It seems that terminal illness has not happened to him.

"Amitabha!"

From behind the main hall, an old monk wearing golden cassocks came out.

Slightly hunched.

The face is covered with wrinkles.

Although he is very old, he has a high moral character and respectable appearance.

This is the abbot of Xiaoyun Temple.

Yunzhi.

Li Wuyou is the most devout pilgrim in Xiaoyun Temple.

The main hall, the golden body of Buddha, and even the Sutra Pavilion in the back mountain were all repaired by Li Wuyou.

He didn't dare not welcome him.

After a while, Li Wuyou finished chanting.

stood up.

"The heavy rain made it difficult to travel on the mountain road, but Donor Li still dragged his sick body to come to serve the Buddha. His piety is so touching."

Abbot Yunzhi stepped forward slowly, clasped his hands and said,

"Buddha will definitely bless Donor Li and live a long life."

He knew what Li Wuyou was feeling.

The latter has been looking for doctors and medicines, praying to gods and praying to Buddha for so many years, just to live a few more years.

So, he knew what to say.

Let the latter pay more for incense.

"Thank you, Abbot Yunzhi, for your kind words."

But today, Li Wuyou still looked calm after hearing these words.

There is absolutely no expectation like before.

After a pause, Li Wuyou said in a hoarse voice,

"Master Yunzhi, Li has something to ask you to clarify?"

"Almsgiver Li, I would like to ask, this poor monk can tell you everything he knows."

Yunzhi looked sincere.

Li Wuyou turned around, raised his head, and looked at the shining golden Buddha statue.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly smiled.

asked,

"The master keeps saying that Buddha can bless Li to live a long life. Do you believe it?"

"Uh... Amitabha!"

Yunzhi looked stiff.

This problem is really acute.

But he was the abbot after all and had good concentration. He quickly regained his composure and explained,

"As long as Donor Li is pious enough, Buddha will definitely be able to hear your wish."

"Master Yunzhi, your answer is incorrect."

Li Wuyou narrowed his eyes. Although his expression remained calm, a cold edge suddenly spread out from his body.

"The question I ask is not whether Buddha can hear it, but, master, do you believe it yourself?"

"Donor Li..."

Yun Zhi's face turned pale under the pressure of the latter's momentum, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Speechless.

"Master Yunzhi, you don't believe it either, right?"

Li Wuyou raised the corner of his mouth.

The sarcasm in his smile was clearly visible.

Yun Zhi didn't know why Li Wuyou, who had always been gentle and elegant, suddenly became like this.

But he didn't want to miss this big pilgrim.

He took a few deep breaths to suppress the fear in his heart, then clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice,

"The poor monk believes it."

"Buddha reaches the sky, overlooking all living beings, and all living beings wish..."

puff!

His words stopped abruptly!

Because, Li Wuyou took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it directly into his heart.

Blood spurted out.

It dyed the golden cassock red, and also dyed the futon red!

It even dyed the white shirt on Li Wuyou red.

"you……"

Abbot Yunzhi never expected that Li Wuyou would suddenly kill him. His eyes widened and his face quickly became filled with fear.

"Master Yunzhi has served the Buddha for many years, so he should be pious enough."

Li Wuyou gently patted Yun Zhi's shoulder and said with a smile,

"Let me see how Buddha can bless you with a long life!"

puff!

After finishing speaking, Li Wuyou took out the dagger.

Yun Zhi staggered back and knelt under the Buddha statue with a pop.

The blood spread quickly.

Like red flowers blooming.

"ah……"

The little novice monk noticed the horror here and screamed.

Then throw away the wooden fish.

He ran away in panic towards the main hall!

call out!

The dagger flew out of Li Wuyou's hand and stabbed the little novice monk accurately on the back.

Blooming red.

He collapsed on the doorstep.

The blood was washed away by the raindrops flowing from the eaves and spread downwards.

"Li Wuyou...are you crazy...crazy?"

Yun Zhi hadn't completely breathed his last yet. He was covering his heart with a fearful voice.

"I just want to see if Buddha can really bless the master, and you, the one hundred Buddhist disciples in Xiaoyun Temple!"

Li Wuyou walked up to the little novice monk and pulled off the dagger.

Then, he just walked into the rain curtain.

Boom!

On the nine-sky sky, lightning raged like silver snakes, shaking the entire Xiaoyun Temple.

The two young monks seemed to hear the shouts from the Main Hall.

Ran over curiously.

Just as they were about to salute Li Wuyou, their necks were wiped open.

Then, he fell into the muddy water in horror.

Blood spreads in the rain.

They covered their necks, their bodies twitched violently, their faces looked desperate and confused.

what happened?

"No...Li Wuyou..."

Master Yunzhi stared at the killings under the rain, the despair and fear on his face became more intense. He turned around with difficulty, reached out and grabbed the feet of the Buddha statue, and begged,

"Buddha... please... save them..."

"Buddha..."

The golden Buddha remained indifferent.

"ah……"

Yun Zhi was so distraught that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, he died of anger.

There were two bloody handprints left on the Buddha's body.

…

About half an hour.

Li Wuyou's figure reappeared in the Main Hall.

His clothes were wet.

Sticking tightly to the body.