Chapter 59 If I don’t go to hell, who will?

The Asuras turned into blood and dissipated.

Zhang Xiaochun quickly took back more than 400 wronged souls. Their obsessions had long since dissipated, and there was a faint smile on their faces. He said:
"Sure enough, they still have to take revenge themselves!"

Because of the obsession in the heart, resentment continues to arise. Now that he has taken revenge with his own hands, these resentments are like rootless duckweed. They only need to be liberated again, and then they can be safely arranged for reincarnation.

There is no reincarnation in this world, and there is no Mengpo soup that can erase memories. If Zhang Xiaochun directly arranges for them to reincarnate, the obsessions will inevitably affect their temperament after their rebirth, making them extreme and irritable.

The best way to let them vent their anger and resentment is to repay blood with blood and tooth for tooth.

Zhang Xiaochun's method of giving birth to Shura can actually be regarded as a method of salvation.

It was nothing more than turning his delusions during his lifetime into firewood, and under the power of Lord of the Styx, evolving into the flesh and blood bodies of the Shuras, venting his resentment through killing.

It is equivalent to reincarnation, cleansing the soul and making it clear and pure.

This is also the reason why Zhang Xiaochun chose to come to Tianyin Temple, but it will make everyone in Tianyin Temple suffer.

One person's redemption brings liberation to another person. This is the natural cycle of things. It is only natural that those who commit evil will suffer. This is the true law of cause and effect, and retribution will come!

Then he looked at Puhong again.

The Great Compassion Golden Wheel in Abbot Puhong's hand shone with an even brighter light, and then he flashed and rushed towards Zhang Xiaochun recklessly.

The Buddha's light was vast and the golden wheel of great compassion was like a dazzling star, cutting through the sky and carrying endless Buddha's power, heading straight for Zhang Xiaochun's life.

However, Zhang Xiaochun was not afraid at all. He moved his body and turned into a ray of blood light and went straight forward.

"Well done!"

He shouted loudly, the blood-sucking bead spun in his hand, and then he threw it forward suddenly.

boom!
The blood-sucking bead turned into a scarlet beam of light and collided fiercely with Abbot Puhong's Great Compassion Golden Wheel.

Two powerful forces collided in the air, causing a loud bang that shook the earth.

The surrounding space seemed to be torn apart by this force, bursting out with invisible ripples, and under the impact of this force, Zhang Xiaochun and Abbot Puhong flew backwards at the same time.

"What a strong force! As expected, with my current cultivation level, I can only tie with Pu Hong who is at full power in a head-on confrontation!"

"I used the essence of the Styx Dao Lord's status and the Blood-sucking Pearl, plus my own strength, which was a trick."

Zhang Xiaochun looked at Pu Hong with fierce eyes, his fighting spirit soaring: "Today we are going to have a good fight!"

He just put away the Blood-sucking Pearl with his backhand, and the cold light of the Yuantu and Abi swords behind him suddenly appeared, and the red rainbow suddenly dropped, turning into two swift streams of light.

Relying on the three-foot long sword in his hand is the fighting method of Zhang Xiaochun, the Taoist Master Yujing.

The two men were extremely fast and collided with each other in an instant, carrying with them waves of tremendous Buddhist and spiritual power. They collided violently, and red sword light flashed in all directions. Their fists and weapons intersected, making a deafening sound.

The two are wrestling with each other.

Abbot Puhong was no match for Zhang Xiaochun's exquisite sword moves, and his entire body was covered with sword wounds. Finally, Zhang Xiaochun found a flaw in his body, and he felt a huge force coming, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.

But Zhang Xiaochun stood there, as if he was not affected at all.

Abbot Puhong rushed towards Zhang Xiaochun again. This time, his attack was more ferocious and his Buddha power was more turbulent. He did not care about the damage to his body at all, as if he was determined to kill the evil Black Turtle Ancestor at all costs.

However, no matter how he attacked, Zhang Xiaochun could use the two swords in his hands with ease and easily block his attacks every time.

"You are no match for me at all, Abbot Puhong!" Zhang Xiaochun said coldly.

Puhong's heart sank, he knew that he might not be able to defeat the Black Turtle Ancestor Li Feiyu, but he did not intend to give up. Even if he had to risk his life today, he would kill this demon here.

Otherwise, once this demon escapes, it will be a huge concern for Tianyin Temple.

"Amitabha!"

Puhong's voice was full of determination.

He put his hands together, his body enveloped by strong golden Buddha light, and began to frantically absorb all the spiritual power around him, transforming it into his own Buddha power. He did not stop even though his skin was cracked.

"Tsk tsk, are you planning to die with me?" "But do you have the ability to do that?"

"Become a demon!"

After he finished speaking, before Abbot Puhong could react, the blood lotus mark on Zhang Xiaochun's brow suddenly split open, revealing a blood god's red pupil, which emitted a scarlet light and enveloped Abbot Puhong, causing him to fall into all kinds of illusions.

He only felt as if the world had changed in an instant, and he came to a vast sea of ​​blood. It was blood red everywhere he looked, and the gloomy smell of blood hit him in the face.

The iron pins were rusting, waves of blood were surging, and bones and corpses were piled up like a mountain under the sea of ​​blood. Abbot Puhong felt as if he was infected by an inexplicable emotion, which actually aroused all his desires.

Among them, the desire to kill is the strongest!
Kill, kill, kill!!!

Puhong had been showing signs of becoming possessed by the devil from the beginning, and now, stimulated by the illusion of a sea of ​​blood blooming from the vertical pupil between Zhang Xiaochun's eyebrows, the glazed Buddha light on his body turned visibly into a pitch-black color.

Puhong's face became more and more ferocious at this time, with terrifying eyebrows and eyes, just like the appearance of a yaksha or evil ghost.

"No, I can't sink..."

The last thought in Abbot Puhong's mind was resisting the erosion of desire. He looked at Zhang Xiaochun hatefully, and then he became ruthless.

He simply gave up resisting, allowing the evil thoughts in his heart to corrode him, and then rushed straight towards Zhang Xiaochun.

"Devil, go to hell with me!"

An extremely bright Buddha and demon light flashed, like an extremely dark and flaming sun, illuminating the entire Mount Sumeru.

"Abbot!!"

"Brother!!!"

The disciples of Tianyin Sect kept crying and shouting, and even the divine monks Pu De and Pu Kong could not help but close their eyes with tears in their eyes, put their hands together, and began to recite scriptures for the salvation of the souls.

When everyone thought that Zhang Xiaochun had also died along with Abbot Puhong.

I saw the thick clouds and mist in the sky dissipate, revealing a figure.

"Cough cough!"

"This old fellow Pu Hong is really cruel. He refused to let go until the very last moment!"

Zhang Xiaochun put down the tortoise-patterned pot in his hand, his face proud, without a speck of dust on it, his heroic figure standing in the air, his black hair flying, his robes fluttering, his eyes sweeping over the people from Tianyin Temple below.

Even the two great monks couldn't help but look horrified and looked at each other.

Isn't this person still alive?
For a moment, both of them showed bitterness on their faces, then they held up their magic weapons and ordered their disciples to be on guard.

"Ah!"

Zhang Xiaochun sneered:
"Tianyin Temple, quite interesting!"

"I have paid my share of the debt. Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. Let's wait and see!"

After saying this, Zhang Xiaochun turned into a stream of scarlet light and disappeared.

At this point, two of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple were gone.

No, maybe there are still three, after all, Puzhi is not really dead yet.

In Zhang Xiaochun's plan, the Black Turtle Ancestor Li Feiyu would collect the first debt by killing Abbot Puhong; while the Silver Dragon Prince Zhang Xiaochun would collect the second debt by killing the divine monk Pude.

Even though Lin Jingyu has not grown up now, his achievements in the future are not low. He can collect the third debt and kill the fierce-tempered monk Pukong.

The final Pu Zhi can be handed over to Zhang Xiaofan, who can choose to settle it personally.

Mountains and temples were destroyed time and time again.

Once, twice, and again and again.

The four great monks correspond to these four. Now that Tianyin Temple has lost its leader, the account is settled.

(End of this chapter)