Chapter 182: Nirvana and rebirth

No one noticed what was happening in the yard, and no one noticed that even the soil in the yard began to burn. Vivian and Feier were watching the flames, but they were helpless, and their hearts were painful and sad, but they could only watch there.

There is no flame now, only pure white light is left, the heat is getting more and more intense, and gradually even the girls far away feel extremely hot. Trit saw that it was not good, so he ran a few steps back and opened the courtyard door, but the thin wooden door seemed to be cast by copper and iron.

Qianfeng was a little innately afraid of the blazing flames. He rushed to the door almost at the same time. Seeing that Cuitra was still, he couldn't help but become irritable. He pulled out the short sword around Cuite's waist and shouted loudly. The fighting spirit on the sword flashed at the same time. The orcs actually could fight spirit!

But no one noticed this, and everyone's only thinking about running away now.

The burning monk felt that he woke up from his sleep, looked around and found himself in an endless void, where nothing was there, only soft light, only light.

Huigang was in the great light and couldn't help feeling extremely happy and thought he had come to the Western Paradise. But he looked around in a daze, with only golden light around him, and he couldn't see clearly.

I don’t know where to go, but in a daze, the joy and happiness that began gradually became dull. I began to think of Fei'er who I saw in the world and those relatives who gave him joy and sadness.

Not far from where the monk was, the light gradually spread out. Countless Bodhi trees bloomed in full bloom, and fragrant flowers fell faintly in the sky. The monk put his hands together, silently leaned towards the West, murmured to chant the scriptures praising the Buddha.

But the monk knew that he could not do it in his heart. The four elements mentioned in the scriptures were empty. Because there was still concern, there was also a figure that could not be left behind in the deepest part of his sea of ​​consciousness. The delicate girl raised the black veil covered on her face and asked timidly, "Why do you call me an old man?"

A huge figure began to appear in the void of the bright world, condensed into a solid body in front of Huigang, which was the image of the Vajra of Buddhism. He held a huge demon-subduing pestle in his hand and was wearing gorgeous armor. His face was full of glare, and there was anger and compassion between his eyebrows and eyes.

Huigang knew in his heart that if a monk believer is born in the Western Paradise after his death, he should come to greet the monks who are guided, but why did Vajra appear?

But the Vajra Dharma Protector has a very high status in Buddhism. At that moment, the monk saluted respectfully. The Vajra looked down at Huigang in the sky. When he saw the monk's movements, he returned the salutation with surprise. He spoke, and his voice seemed to be huge thunder, but his tone was extremely gentle. He said:

"I dare not receive such a great gift from the Lord. The Master of the West asked me to ask the Lord yourselves a few questions."

Why do you call the Lord of the West without mentioning the Buddha? Why do you call yourself the Venerable? In the Buddha Realm of the West, only those who are in the position of Bodhisattvas and Arhats can be called this and enjoy the worship of the world. It is equivalent to the gods in the vast world, and may be similar to the level of gods who travel through this world.

The Vajra in front of him really knew the pure power of Buddha. The monk did not dare to act rashly, suppressed his own doubts, raised his hand and replied:

"You know everything but say."

"Is there something to be confused?"

"When I was in Shaolin, my disciples committed many murderous crimes, and were sent to the punishment stage. When I came to this world, I wanted to do merciful things, but I was restrained everywhere, which was counterproductive."

"Why did you kill someone in your previous life?"

"If you don't kill, those wicked people will cause harm to the world and the innocent people."

"Do you regret it?"

"I never regret it."

Speaking of this, Vajra smiled and kept silent. The monk suddenly woke up. His eyes, which were always a little confused, became extremely clear, and he suddenly realized. His expression became more respectful than before.

"Give up your own limitations and be compassionate for the world is the true great compassion, and I understand it."

The monk finished speaking word by word, his eyes clear and firm.

The werewolf squeezed his fighting spirit and used all his strength to slash more than a dozen swords in the direction of the door. However, the wooden board reflected by the fire was not damaged at all. Cui Te on the side even remembered that it seemed to be an ant on a hot pan. He had tried to jump outside, but there was always an invisible barrier in the air that blocked him.

Fei'er and Vivian were already a little drowsy by the blazing flames. The maids next to them could no longer hold on and fainted.

Are you going to die here!? Almost everyone present had such an idea.

With a "huh", the flames were almost burning to the edge of the yard, as if they were attracted by something, and suddenly rolled back to the center. The light generated by the flames was extremely hot in an instant, and then the flames and light condensed into entities, forming a vague image of a warrior in the place where the monks burned in the yard.

The warrior was wearing gorgeous and complex armor, holding a thick hammer in his hand. The light condensed from flames was full of light that could not be seen clearly.

At this time, the people who were still in shock leaned against the courtyard wall in despair, watching the shaman's flaming statue in front of him become clearer and clearer. In the process of the statue's clearer, a huge pressure slowly spread. Knight Trit and werewolf Qiangfeng had both felt the talent pressure of the Wing Lion Hair Ball.

But compared with the current feeling, even the little winged lion, who had not been affected by the flames, seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. It flew behind the girl Feier, and didn't even dare to look in front of her.

When the image of the samurai of light was about to appear in front of everyone, the huge light suddenly shrank, and everything disappeared.

The high-temperature flames in the yard were gone, and the scene of burning flames just now seemed to have never happened. The girls' clothes were not blacked, and Cui Te turned around in confusion and touched his head, and found that the slightly curly hair that had just been roasted was also the same.

There were also green grass on the ground, and there was no melting crystals there. The werewolf wind couldn't react and was watching it stupidly. Just as everyone had not woken up from the huge environmental contrast, they heard a sound coming from the center that had just burned.

"Fei'er, can you help me get my clothes?"

The voice was calm and peaceful, not Huigang was who he could see the monk sitting cross-legged in the place just now. The sick flush on his face had completely disappeared, but the real change to those around him was his eyes, all with a firm and firm expression.

No one expected that this would be the case. Fei'er went to take the clothes in a daze and handed them to Huigang. She couldn't help but look down at the wound that had just been cut in her hand, and the bandage was wrapped around it, but it seemed that nothing had happened, but what was the wound.

Huigang looked at the wound on the girl's wrist, and the bloody smell in her mouth had not yet dissipated. She suddenly understood what had just happened. Fei'er looked at the monk's condition and was completely healthy. At least she looked like this, and she couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

These expressions fell into the monk's eyes. Fei'er's affection and care made Huigang, who had just recovered from the illusion, feel excited. He reached out to wrap his hand over the girl and hugged her gently in his arms. He did not care about Vivian Virgin and the guards beside him.

The girl in the monk's arms did not feel the surprise, and was full of surprise. Fei'er felt that the current Folite was different from the past.

This strange warmth didn't last long. Huigang let go of the girl, walked to the black wooden stick inserted on the ground, and pulled it out.

Huigang's eyes looked in the direction of the west, and thought for a moment, exhaled and threw the wooden stick with his right hand out. When the black steel wood was out of his hand, it began to turn into flames, at an extremely fast speed. The flame turned into a huge golden Garuda in mid-air, spreading its wings and flying quickly towards the west.

In the south of Munich, a team was moving forward rapidly on the road. On the busy road, everyone saw the team hurried to the side of the road, and flashed aside in awe.

The knights in the leading team were wrapped in silver armor, holding a emblem stick in their hands (the enlarged badge is placed at the end of the stick, similar to a flag). At the top of the emblem stick is a golden circle with a cross in the middle. This is the emblem stick of the Church of Light!

The knight held up his badge and rushed to the front, with nearly a hundred people behind him. All of them were blood-colored cloaks, silver-colored heavy armor, and the chests of the armor were the symbols of the Church of Light, and the cloak was burning flame pattern.

A small carriage surrounded among these majestic knights, with only one driver and one passenger on the carriage. The passenger was wrapped in purple robes. Although the carriage was only two horses pulled, its speed was no less than that of the horse galloping at full speed on the side.
Chapter completed!