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I switched the long knife to my left hand and freed my right hand to prepare the thunder in my palm.

Although the speed and flexibility are much slower, there are monks blocking the Eight Immortals, so I only need to pay attention to those bloodshot sneak attacks.

Not much pressure.

The true energy quickly gathered towards the palm of his hand.

Not long after, thunder flashed in my palm.

I clenched my fists tightly to prevent the lightning from leaking out from between my fingers, and looked at the Eight Immortals.

bring it on.

Let me let you try the power of doubling the palm thunder attack for me.

I cooperated with the monk's attack and found an opportunity to get close to the Eight Immortals.

boom!

Without hesitation.

A palm suddenly struck out.

The dazzling electric light flashed, stinging everyone unable to open their eyes.

Huge thunder roared in the small temple, and the entire small temple seemed to be shaking, and sand and dust debris fell from the roof.

After a while.

Quietness returned to the small temple.

My eardrums are still ringing.

Squinting my eyes to adjust to the dim light, I switched the long knife to my right hand and looked around cautiously.

The walls were full of cracks, and the air was filled with a burnt smell.

Burnt bloodshot threads were scattered everywhere, and the Eight Immortals fell to the side with green smoke rising from their bodies.

This palm is indeed quite powerful!

But the Eight Immortals won’t die that easily, right?

The monk looked at me in shock: "You"

"Don't worry, I mean what I say! Once I deal with this villain, I will definitely tell you who is right and who is wrong!"

I grabbed his words and said, not wanting him to think of anything and return to normal too quickly.

The monk was stunned for a moment and glanced at the Eight Immortals who fell to the ground: "He is not dead."

"How can we kill him completely?"

"I can help you." The monk said expressionlessly.

I was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong with him, but before I could say anything, he had already strode towards the Eight Immortals.

The body of the Eight Immortals shrank, as if only a layer of human skin was left, and this layer of skin was also scorched by the thunder.

Black smoke curled up all over.

The ugly human face on the back of the neck had a squirming mouth, as if new bloodshot eyes were about to emerge.

Although he didn't die, he lost half his life.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Now is the best time to kill him.

Another palm thunder strike, I believe he will not be able to hold it back no matter how stubborn he is.

But the monk suddenly expressed his desire to help. I was not sure what his intention was.

But it’s okay, he dares to act recklessly, I don’t mind using the remaining two palm thunders on him.

"Lao Ba, for the sake of the immortal, I will personally give you a ride."

"Since you were born in darkness, why should you yearn for light?"

"You, like me, are all delusions."

"Let's go where we came from -"

The monk's voice was neither sad nor happy, without any emotion.

He picked up the oil can and sprinkled the corpse oil on the body of the Eight Immortals.

The Eight Immortals squirmed desperately and made a whooshing sound from their mouths.

The monk pinched a piece of wick from the ever-burning lamp with an expressionless face.

The burning wick fell.

There was a bang.

The Eight Immortals' entire body was on fire, and while struggling and twisting, it quickly turned into ashes.

The remaining blood streaks around him disappeared.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

The monk clasped his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute to the ashes very kindly.

He looked like this, obviously remembering his identity.

I was holding a long knife and was very alert.

"Donor." The monk turned around and looked at me calmly, "What you asked me to do has been completed. Can you tell me the answer?"

"Have you not regained your consciousness? Do you still need me to say something?" I asked in surprise.

"Life is like a dream, and dreams are like life. I have suffered from delusions for so many years, and I don't know what is awake and what is confused."

The monk smiled bitterly.

"Ask God to enter the Immortal Hall."

"Worship the Buddha and be a temple guardian monk."

"I still don't have the answers I want."

The monk's eyes gradually changed, no longer calm, but full of paranoia.

"If the donor can enlighten me, I will be willing to use it for you."

I looked at him and said, "You'll never get the answer you want."

"Why?" The monk was shocked and didn't want to believe it.

"Because you are not satisfied." I said seriously, "Greed is your delusion, and greed will never be satisfied."

"The moment you saw me, you had delusional thoughts."

"If I hadn't agreed to follow you into the temple at that time, I'm afraid you would have done it on the spot."

"am I right?"

The monk's eyes were sad and he sighed deeply: "Yes, after entering the temple, the Buddha suppressed me, so I can still restrain myself a little."

"Isn't this mountain called Guanlu Mountain?" I asked again.

I don’t know when the Eight Immortals started following me. They set up formations on the road to lead me to meet this crazy monk.

Originally, he wanted to capture me with the help of the monk.

Unexpectedly, the monk became crazy and refused to recognize his own people. Instead, he lost his life.

"Donor, I don't know the name of this mountain." The monk said, "You haven't told me yet, who is right or wrong between the Immortal God and the Buddha?"

"Actually, the answer is very simple." I smiled slightly.

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details!" The monk looked very pious and took a step forward, bending slightly to listen.

"Of course Buddha was right."

"Why?"

"You suffer from delusions because you have good intentions. If you have no conscience, why should you feel guilty for your evil deeds?" I said seriously.

It is impossible to tell him that Xiangongtang is right and let him happily be a bad person.

Then, obey the order of the Fairy Lord and deal with me, right?

Nowadays, it is not difficult for me to deal with the Eight Immortals with Human Facial Sores, but this crazy and unstable monk makes me feel a pressure.

His true strength was not revealed.

"Do you have kind thoughts?" The monk was stunned.

"If you want to relieve the pain of obsession, you can only let it go. Let go of your delusional thoughts, keep your good thoughts, and sincerely worship Buddha and repent of your sins. As the saying goes, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the end."

"lay down?"

The monk was thoughtful.

"That's right!" Change your mind and start a new life, let go of the past, and embrace the sunshine. Only then will you have a better new life. "

I racked my brain and recounted all the stories I had seen about Chicken Soup for the Soul.

"It's not easy to let go?" The monk sighed heavily and glanced worriedly at the Buddhist altar with his back to us.

"My sins are so serious, will Buddha really forgive me?"

"Be sincere in everything. As long as you sincerely repent, you will be able to do it. Buddha said that if you know your mistakes and you can correct them, there is no greater good."

The monk looked at me blankly: "Buddha really thinks so?"

"Of course, monks don't lie. Buddha is a monk, and he will definitely not lie." I nodded affirmatively.

The monk looked at me as if he had made up his mind.

"Okay, if I can face Lord Buddha directly, I will believe you!"

As he spoke, he walked to the Buddhist altar and fiddled with some mechanism.

The tall Buddha statue slowly turned around in the darkness.

The monk bowed his head and knelt on the ground.

The face of the Buddha statue was obviously blank, but the monk was trembling all over as if he was undergoing soul torture.

"Please forgive me for my sins"

He knelt down and worshiped the Buddha.

The Buddha statue is silent, and its blank face seems indifferent and majestic.

After taking a deep breath, the monk mustered up the courage to raise his head.

His face was slightly raised, and his eyes were looking towards the Buddha statue in fear.