904. Pardon Without Heart
Suddenly, his eyes shone with a Buddha-like light, as if the vast world contained within them four earthly paradises.
The three of them, however, seemed to dare not be careless, and their expressions became even more terrified.
They were about to retreat when suddenly a giant hand of Buddha's light appeared, seemingly already above their heads.
Like the Five Finger Mountain, with a gentle press, the entire hall is crushed into powder like tofu, with dust and wood chips flying everywhere, only the Buddha statue stands firm.
"Severing the karmic ties of the past, I cultivate the carefree immortality of this life!" With a soft sigh, a young man slowly walked over.
The lotus mark on his forehead showed no trace of killing; his heart was like a clear mirror, untouched by dust.
Looking at everything before him, he murmured calmly, 'What a sin!'
Instantly, those who had been strangely controlled by the junior sister froze, their bodies slowly turning into dust, and it seemed as if a thousand souls were bowing in gratitude.
I'm free.
The young man muttered to himself, 'I wasn't who I was before, but I am who I am from now on. Call me Yuan Fuzi.'
All that happened the other day has nothing to do with me!
Looking closely at herself, she saw that her body was like crystal, untouched by any dust, and the lotus mark between her brows added to her unparalleled beauty.
Suddenly, behind the Confession Temple, on a towering mountain, wind and thunder roared.
A deafening sound, like an earthquake, suddenly exploded.
A figure arrived, carrying boundless killing intent, his body radiating murderous aura, as if he had fought his way out of a crowd of thousands.
His aura flowed like a river, and he moved like the wind, solemn and majestic. In his hand was a long spear with three one-inch blood-stained blades in the middle of the spearhead.
His entire body exuded a murderous aura, and his eyes were solemn, as if all sins were unforgivable!
Don't ask, don't speak, don't look!
The spear seemed to be shrouded in wind and thunder, yet it was a vast and boundless expanse of golden Buddhist power!
Man and gun became one, and with one shot, he killed Yuan Fuzi!
Yuan Fuzi used one hand as a weapon, and with each contraction and expansion of his fist, boundless golden lotuses bloomed in competition, like lotus flowers in full bloom reflecting the red sun.
The wind was torn apart, and the area around the main hall seemed to collapse as if ten thousand mountains had been overturned, sinking by more than three meters.
The spear moved like lightning, a beam of light like that of a holy Buddha shining down, vast and mighty, illuminating the person before him, yet without any trace of demonic evil.
The holy Buddha's light can make all demons and ghosts reveal themselves!
Stop! The two separated. The newcomer's eyes were solemn, his mind unmoved. He said in a deep voice, "My name is She Wuxin!"
How should we address him, Emperor Buddha, Buddha Emperor?
Yuan Fuzi shook his head softly, "Living as before, I, Yuan Fuzi, have no intention of provoking anyone."
His quiet words seemed to say, "I fear no one!"
She Wuxin remained unmoved, his expression unchanged, his gaze solemn. He murmured, "I hope you will remember my words today."
Yuan Fuzi smiled as if he were sculpting a flower, and his figure quickly disappeared.
She Wuxin looked around and felt a sense of desolation. He said in a low voice, "A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. When we come back, all three of us will face life or death."
The calamity at the Temple of Repentance was ultimately unavoidable; the karma of the Emperor Buddha's blood, Yuan Fuzi, it's for the best!
The figure moved in an instant, arriving above the Temple of Repentance. A sweep of divine sense revealed only deathly silence.
Suddenly, the figure appeared before Sect Leader Yin, who was bleeding profusely from his chest. A golden lotus of Buddhist energy slowly entered his heart, and Sect Leader Yin slowly awoke.
"Greetings, greetings, Ancestor!" Sect Leader Yin seemed to have returned to his senses, his consciousness momentarily disoriented.
He thought he had already returned to the underworld and met the ancestor.
'My name is She Wuxin, the former abbot of the Repentance Temple! You handle this matter here, then come find me!'
She Wuxin said softly, "Sect Leader Yin still has many things to deal with, but now that he has woken up, there's no need to rush things!"
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