Chapter 377 Becoming a Buddha with One Thought

Boiling oil is like a sea.

Wu Chi and Monk Lokong were as if they had fallen into a boiling oil pot. The pain of being scalded to death or even being blown to death was infinitely more terrifying than any mountains of swords and seas of fire.

As Wu Chi said, this is simply to die together!

Monk Liao Kong fell into the boiling oil. Even though he was already looking crazy, he was still screaming in pain. But even so, he still refused to let go of Wu Chi, struggling and continuing to pounce on the newly resurrected Wu Chi.

On the high platform, Wu Chi was still fighting with Monk Kong, but now, Wu Chi just rolled his eyes and had no intention of resisting.

Let Monk Kong rush to his side and strangle his neck again, Wu Chi couldn't help but sneered, "Why do you want to strangle me to death again? Whatever you want, it's just about dying together. I've had enough of this place for a long time. If I die, Clean."

"Hand over the soul-fixing stone!"

After strangling Wu Chi's neck, Monk Lokong continued to speak with a ferocious expression.

"There is a soul-fixing stone. I don't want to live anyway. Let's die together." Regardless of the danger of his neck being pinched, Wu Chi suddenly pulled hard and dragged the empty monk down again.

But within a moment, both of them were scalded to death again at the same time.

After resurrecting, Monk Liao Kong finally regained some composure. Instead of continuing to attack Wu Chi, he sacrificed the relic of evil thoughts and protected himself with the evil ghost dharma.

At the same time, a green lotus bloomed again at Wu Chi's feet, falling lightly on the boiling oil.

With a slight sway of his body, Monk Lingkong immediately jumped to the high platform.

"Where are you going, Master?"

There was a cold light in his eyes, and the sword in his hand suddenly came out, and in an instant, Monk Kong was stopped abruptly.

After finally dragging Monk Kong and falling into the boiling oil pot, Wu Chi was willing to let him go so easily, and instead clung to him.

Monk Liao Kong himself was bitten by evil thoughts and went a little crazy. Now he has only regained his consciousness slightly under the threat of death.

Now being blocked by Wu Chi, his ferocity was immediately aroused.

"Go to hell, as long as I kill you, the poor monk will attain enlightenment immediately!"

Now he is in the oil pan, and it is Wu Chi who is dragging him to die with him. In this way, Wu Chi's death will naturally not be blamed on him, and he can also harvest the relics of good thoughts.

Now, for Monk Liao Kong, obtaining the relic of good thoughts from Wu Chi and truly completing the path of good and evil is undoubtedly his only hope for survival.

As for whether Wu Chi can be killed first, it seems that it is completely out of his consideration.

Monk Liao Kong wanted to kill Wu Chi, but he was undoubtedly playing into his own agenda. This bitch was simply afraid that Monk Liao Kong would not fight for his life, so he could explore Monk Kong's background to see if he really didn't have the soul-fixing stone. .

.......

"boom!"

Two black qi evolved from the whole body, forming a Tai Chi pattern, which completely smashed the stone mills around it. With each step, he could jump more than ten meters away, but in the blink of an eye, he jumped up in front of him. of high platform.

With a hint of joy in his eyes, Ye Chenxing's gaze fell on the stone tablet in front of him.

"Ye Shen Xing, lasted seven hours, died once, ranked tenth!"

tenth!

This is undoubtedly a terrifying ranking. After three years of silence, Ye Chenxing finally broke through and broke into the top ten! It is no exaggeration to say that compared with before, Ye Chenxing's strength has once again made a huge leap.

"It's been three years, Wu Chi...don't let me down!"

.......

"Crack!"

The Qinglian showed signs of collapsing again, making a crisp sound, and Wu Chi's body fell into the oil pan again, grinning in pain.

For three full days, Wu Chi stayed here with Monk Kong and died as many as seven times.

Now Wu Chi's soul has become empty.

Looking at Wu Chi's pale face, monk Liao Kong's eyes showed a hint of excitement, "Seven times, I didn't expect you to be able to hold on for seven times. However, you can't escape this time."

"What's there to be excited about?" Wu Chi snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "Master, you are also approaching your limit. If I die, you will die as well. We are just on the front and back."

"Death?" With a look of madness in his eyes, Monk Liao Kong said excitedly, "How could I die? You are the one who wants to die. As long as you die, I will immediately be able to prove the truth. This is just a prison world. How can the weight trap me?"

"If I'm not wrong, you can support it one more time at most, right?" With a cold light in his eyes, Wu Chi said coldly, "You can't take action against me now, can you? Then...I want to Look, what can you do?”

The moment he finished speaking, Wu Chi suddenly pulled out the Shadow Bearing Sword and fiercely activated the Qinglian Sword Qi to kill Monk Kong.

This is clearly a desperate effort, with no regard for one's own safety, and a strategy of perish together.

In this state, if the monk counterattacks, he can easily kill Wu Chi.

But as Wu Chi said, in order to obtain the relic of good thoughts, Monk Liao Kong could not attack and kill Wu Chi with his own hands. He could only rely on the fourth level of the prison world to consume Wu Chi, so that he could successfully obtain the relics of good thoughts.

Now that Wu Chi is on the verge of death, Monk Liao Kong is still willing to give up such an opportunity. He even put away the evil spirits in the rosary beads in his hands.

There was a trace of sarcasm in his eyes. How could Wu Chi let go of such an opportunity? Without the slightest hesitation, the three-foot sword domain suddenly erupted and thrust the sword into Monk Kong's heart.

"puff!"

A sword penetrated the heart and killed Monk Kong in an instant!

Just giving up all defenses, Wu Chi himself could no longer hold up in the boiling oil pot, and he also sank into the oil pot after the death of Monk Kong.

After a moment, Monk Liao Kong came to life again. Although his soul was also exhausted, his eyes were full of excitement.

He could see Wu Chi's situation just now. He definitely didn't have enough soul power to resurrect him again. As long as Wu Chi died completely, the good fruits in his body would bloom and turn into relics of good thoughts.

And this was the moment he had been waiting for.

However, Monk Liao Kong was clearly prepared, but he couldn't feel the breath of good results for a long time. He couldn't help but feel more and more anxious, and the evil ghost behind him roared impatiently.

The next moment, a little purple light suddenly emerged from the bottom of the oil.

The moment he saw the purple light, Monk Liao Kong's pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of horror could not help but appear on his face.

This purple light is too familiar to him, it is simply a soul-fixing stone!

Between breaths, Wu Chi's figure appeared in front of Monk Kong again, with a smile on his lips, "Oh, Master, I just picked up a soul-fixing stone from underneath. Do you think you're lucky?"

"..."

Seeing the soul-fixing stone in Wu Chi's hand, Monk Liaokong immediately vomited out a mouthful of blood!

Found it at the bottom? Are you coaxing ghosts?

All the calculations were completely shattered the moment this soul-fixing stone appeared!

"Impossible, why do you still have the soul-fixing stone?"

With a look of madness in his eyes, Monk Lingkong shouted sharply.

Even though he had forced Wu Chi to hand over the Soul-fixing Stone before, in fact, from the bottom of his heart, he did not believe that Wu Chi still had the Soul-fixing Stone.

You know, when he was at Baili Daoshan, Wu Chi had already wasted two soul-fixing stones.

He has personally experienced how difficult the next road will be. Even he exhausted the power of the soul-fixing stone before he managed to get here. Wu Chi's strength is far inferior to him, how could he still have some soul-stiffness left? Soul stone?

It was precisely based on this wrong judgment that he was dragged into this by Wu Chi. He even refused to fight back even if he was killed by Wu Chi, and died in vain!

However, this bitch found a soul-fixing stone at the last moment, and kept saying that it was just picked up. How could this make him vomit blood without being angry?

A green lotus grew under his feet, and Wu Chi looked at Monk Kong calmly, "Master always said that you are destined to me, but all fates will come to an end! How about we end the cause and effect between us today?" ?”

"Good thoughts have good consequences, evil thoughts have bad consequences, they bloom and bear fruit!"

Looking at Monk Kong, Wu Chi said calmly, "Master practices the great path of good and evil. Is it possible that he doesn't know that good and evil are rewarded?"

Good deeds and evil deeds are rewarded!

These four simple words came out of Wu Chi's mouth at this moment, but they were like giving Monk Kong a fatal blow.

Seeing that all his plans came to nothing, and even he was on the verge of life and death, Monk Liao Kong's consciousness, which had been controlled by evil thoughts, finally recovered.

In an instant, the evil thoughts disappeared, and the golden Buddha's shadow appeared again behind Monk Liao Kong.

"Amitabha!"

After regaining consciousness, Monk Liao Kong immediately understood everything. Although he was in the oil pot, he became calmer and calmer, as if he could no longer feel any pain.

Slightly startled, Wu Chi obviously didn't expect that Monk Kong would get rid of the backlash and control of evil thoughts at this time!

Of course, to him, this makes no difference.

At this point, Monk Liao Kong could die at any time, but since he was holding the Soul-fixing Stone, there was nothing to fear at all.

"Good thoughts have good consequences, and evil thoughts have bad consequences. They bloom and bear fruit! Thank you layman for your enlightenment."

Putting his hands together, Monk Liaokong slowly spoke.

Wu Chi raised his eyebrows but did not answer.

"The poor monk has practiced the great path of good and evil all his life, but he did not expect that he could not see it as clearly as the layman. As a result, the evil retribution he has suffered today is his own fault. He cannot blame others."

Already on the verge of death, Monk Lokong seemed to have truly achieved enlightenment. There was a peaceful aura about him as he spoke, as if he had truly transformed into a Buddha.