Chapter 569 (2/2)
He struggled on the sharp gravel ground, and let the sharp stone stab him with blood, leaving countless crisscross scars on him. It seems that only such pain can remind him that he is still alive!
The blood covered the simple altar. Qiongda's resentment and anger felt a pair of images painted with all kinds of heavenly demons, which depicted the rolling sleeves of the heavenly demon king Bo Xun in the middle. The endless demons and endless anger made the karma red lotus burning under Bo Xun's feet, and the heavenly demons in all directions surrounded qiongda and recited: ”Resent the suffering of the world and be angry with the demon lord of heaven. The red lotus purifies the world fire and burns all the Buddha land.”
In master Hawthorne's manor, a dignified and noble big Lama hurried from the Potala Palace with dozens of Dharma lamas. The serfs and servants in the manor fell to their knees. Even the Lama guru invited by the housekeeper hurried out of the guest room and crawled at the feet of the big Lama.
The great Lama sat on the seat and asked the Dharma guardians to lift master huokang's bed in front of him. Looking at the frightened people, he said solemnly: ”the great Lama sambuza has something to do and can't come. He asked me to come here and talk about the devil jonda!”
The housekeeper stepped out of the line and said cautiously, ”that devil jonda was the slave of his master. When he was young, he was given as a servant and dress master because of his good appearance disguised by the devil. However, he was vicious and cunning in his heart. He had done many evil deeds and wanted to seduce miss solantum... The master found his disguised face and wanted to punish him...”
After listening to the story, the great Lama looked at the Dharma guardians secretly and talked with his mind: ”it seems that jonda was not the one who killed the two great lamas and caused the murder in the holy land. Huokang and his family were just cursed. We should catch jonda and torture him if he knew the devil who committed the murder.”
After that, he came to huokang, gently smeared butter on master huokang's forehead, and chanted Sanskrit with the lamas next to him... Qiongda on the altar suddenly showed a color of pain, and the doll wrapped in highland barley had burned itself. He felt the pain from the deepest part of his body, and the summoned devil ruthlessly ate his body.
Countless green and black blood left from his seven orifices. The huge reverse bite brought by the breaking of the curse is taking his life. This process is extremely painful, dozens of times more miserable than peeling alive. But this pain can't make jonda wail.
He bit his tongue, pointed to the sky with a vague whimper and cried bitterly: ”Buddha! Look at the world! Why are the most innocent people always suffering first? Why are those evil spirits high above? If I am guilty, I am willing to fall into a nose, but the pure Gesang is innocent... You say the reincarnation of good and evil, but her soul is imprisoned in a human skin drum forever!”
”Where is the retribution? Where is the reincarnation of good and evil? Why can those masters who eat and harm people continue to enjoy in the afterlife? The poor people have to suffer forever? Those vicious demons who are lamas on the surface and Demons behind, drink human blood and imprison the souls of good people can harm us for generations? The son of serfs will always be serfs, while the son of nobles will always be Nobility! ”
With the passing of jonda's vitality, his hair turned pale and his face was like a dying old man, but he still cursed in the most resentful tone: ”no matter who! No matter the devil or God! No matter evil or compassion! Just give me the power of revenge! I will give my soul to him! Jonda here, swear by his soul!”
The last bit of strength disappeared with the oath. With a little connection in the soul, qiongda saw master huokang lying on the bed, dragging the body that had just lifted the curse, prostrate at the feet of the great Lama, and saw that although the huokang family were still unwell, they could warmly greet the distinguished guests of the Potala Palace.
Seeing the big Lama take out the familiar human skin drum and beat it, he felt that he was burning the familiar soul on the human skin drum and felt his position along the little connection of blood. Qiongda wanted to be angry, but he was unable to struggle. His body slipped slowly, knelt down and fell into the mud
Looking at a blood red manzhushahua, growing out in front of him.
A compassionate voice sang: ”karma burns the sky, and anger the Demon Lord. I wish all grievances in the world can rise up. I wish all sentient beings in the world can roar and struggle. I wish all powerless men can splash blood five steps! Anger is the last dignity of all sentient beings. With infinite resentment and anger, it burns karma, comets attack the moon and white rainbow runs through the sun!”
Qiongda felt a blazing flame gushing out of his body, burning his body and life with resentment as fuel. The secret demons in his body howled and turned into fuel. With infinite power, qiongda soared into the sky and flew to the side of his soul like a comet.
In huokang's house, the big Lama fiercely opened his eyes and shouted, ”devil, dare to come here!”
The big Lama held the Vajra pucker in his hand, and his body suddenly pulled up three feet. He was like a giant Vajra. He waved the Vajra pestle in the air. The red lotus fire in the sky wrapped a skeleton, roared up in the sky, burning blood red flames in his eyes. His fists waved like a hammer and slammed down at the Lama. The Dharma phase of the esoteric Vajra was actually broken like porcelain.
He thought that he had no impurity like a diamond. When he met the karmic fire, it burned. With one breath, the great Lama's soul was drawn out by the karmic fire and burned in the wail. The karmic fire skeleton, with his hands like a knife, wantonly killed everything he saw.
This day and night, the herdsmen can see the direction of master huokang's manor, and the red fire dyed the sky red. Finally, in the countless flame flower sea like red lotus and flowers on the other side, a skeleton embraces the virtual shadow of a beautiful girl and enters a peaceful and peaceful world.