Chapter 264: Demon King: Fishing!

"My father was in seclusion, so I was patrolling the waters and unknowingly came here."

The dragon girl chuckled, her hair floating in the sea water, with a strange charm.

He stretched out his hand, pointing forward.

"Brother Wang, do you need me to accompany you to visit the Jieyuan Temple ruins? My father brought me here many times when I was young."

Liang Hui shook his head with a gentle expression, and slowly walked to the side of the dragon girl.

The murderous intent in his eyes faded, and he realized that the demon king must have left the woman with a way to save her life.

"I want to walk around and see the end of the human race."

"Okay, then I won't bother you, brother."

The dragon girl nodded, and her figure gradually disappeared into the sea.

ten minutes!
thirty minutes!

One hour!
Liang Hui remained standing there and did not leave.

With deep eyes, he looked in the direction where the dragon girl left.

"Coincidence?"

"But it doesn't matter anymore."

Turn around!

Enter the ruins.

Items containing special auras were picked up one by one, and dreams began.

There are Buddhas, Taoism, and demons.

A large number of scriptures, secret methods, and Buddhist teachings continue to reflect in my mind.

With every step he took, the aura on his body became more mysterious, and the fighting in some scenes also had its merits for him.

As he took steps, a blurry figure gradually emerged behind the young man.

Together!
Two!

Momochi!

One person is followed by hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Fist appeared for the first time in this world, suppressing all living things and subjugating the human race.

The slender figure gradually went away and disappeared into the depths of the Jieyuan Temple ruins.

There was only an imperceptible whisper floating in the wind.

"Not enough! Not enough! Not enough at all!"

……

Years pass by, and seasons pass by.

Half a month passed by in a flash.

A slender figure sat cross-legged on the water, looking at the island not far away.

The island is desolate and dilapidated, but it was once the center of the Boundary Temple and the site of the most brutal fighting.

It is also the only place where that group of monks may have a backup plan.

There was a look of contemplation in Liang Hui's eyes, and the jade pendant on his waist swayed in the wind.

The body stood up, and the jade pendant began to emit a faint glow.

A vague figure appeared in front of him and continued to gather strength.

After a few breaths, a figure wearing a silver cloak appeared in front of Liang Hui.

The jade pendant on Liang Hui's waist rose up and fell into the spiritual body.

The two figures, who were almost identical except for their clothes, looked at each other.

Turn around!

Go in the opposite direction.

……

half a month later.

Crunch!Crunch!
Stepping on dead branches and fallen leaves, Liang Hui walked on the deserted island and came to the broken stone pillar in the center of the island.

He had searched the island and found nothing except desolation!

Liang Hui was not surprised by this situation.

No matter how arrogant he was, he would never think that his searching ability could compare with that of the Demon King or even the Demon Emperor.

The only difference between him and the other monsters is that he is a human and is also proficient in Buddhism.

"Is this the only way?"

Liang Hui whispered in his heart.

The next moment, the aura of the human race's Dharma image began to slowly emerge.

In an instant, the feeling the entire island gave him suddenly changed.

It is less desolate and quiet, and more warm.

But that's all, there is no other change.

"Isn't that enough? How about this?"

Liang Hui put his palms together, his expression solemn and compassionate, a faint Buddha light appeared on his body. "The four elements are empty, the five aggregates are selfless, born and die, and change, false and without a master..."

The compassionate sound of chanting sutras, after hundreds of years, resounds in the once pure land.

The Buddha's light is emerging, appearing from the grass, rocks, sky, and all visible or invisible objects.

Gradually, the entire island was enveloped in Buddha's light.

The sound of chanting continued.

until……

"Life and death are fierce, and suffering is immeasurable. I will develop a Mahayana mind to help all beings. I am willing to suffer immeasurable suffering on behalf of all living beings, so that they can finally enjoy great happiness."

The old Buddhist words suddenly came from Liang Hui's heart.

A sense of restraint enveloped the boy's body.

Liang Hui did not struggle, but instead submitted to this force. His figure gradually became blurred until it disappeared.

The perspective changes and the scene becomes clear again, and we are already in an ancient temple.

Liang Hui looked at the vermilion wall, stretched out his hand, and felt the warmth and the faint Buddha nature coming from his palm.

“This secret place is indeed hidden.”

He raised his head and looked at the old monk who had been sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform.

The old monk had a gaunt face, a pair of white eyebrows that hung down to his chin, and a wide cassock draped over his body.

There is a sense of kindness and friendliness.

"I never thought that one day I would be able to meet my Buddhist monks."

The old monk put his palms together and there was joy in his voice, as if he was happy about the young man's arrival.

"Human race, how about it? We can reverse the situation."

"Except for me, there is no one in the world, they are all monsters." Liang Hui withdrew his hand from the wall and walked forward slowly.

As he walked, he said, "Our ancestors were incompetent, immoral, and powerless, and they asked me, a descendant, to hold up the heavens."

塔！
Liang Hui stopped, only ten steps away from the old monk, with a serious look on his face.

"Take out whatever is left, for there is no one left except me."

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The old monk bowed his head.

After a moment, he looked up, blood dripping from his eyes, filled with sadness.

His mouth trembled slightly: "Sorry!"

"I stayed...I stayed..."

The blood continued to flow, and there was a pause after each word was spoken.

"The Lihuo Relic can maintain a trace of the human race's bloodline."

Buddha's light emerged, clearing the blood from the old monk's face, and he regained his kindness.

A relic with a red glow appeared in front of the old monk.

The sound of endless chanting swirled in the relics, and every ray of light was formed by the dense Buddha's light.

"This is my temple. Several generations of abbots and monks have refined relics that can allow the person who consumes it to have the fighting power of a yang god for a short period of time, and can defeat the demon king."

As he spoke, the Lihuo Relic had already floated in front of Liang Hui.

As long as Liang Hui reaches out and picks up the relic, all the troubles that have troubled his powerful enemies will seem to become a thing of the past.

"Young man, take it, live on, and preserve a spark of fire for the human race."

The old monk's compassionate and gentle voice seemed very tempting at this moment.

The young man looked at the relics in front of him and sighed.

He stretched out his hand and chopped down suddenly.

Click!

The relic that is said to allow the user to possess the fighting power of a demon king was shattered directly.

He shook off the rays of light that were stained on his hands and faced the old monk.

"Uninteresting means."

"How can you say it's boring? Now we have caught His Majesty the Divine Emperor."

A crisp low laugh came from behind the old monk.

A graceful figure emerged, and her jade-like palm gently patted forward.

The old monk disappeared in an instant, without any struggle or resistance, except for his cloudy eyes, which were filled with sincere apology.

"I received your apology!"

The young man whispered in his heart.

I came here just with a hopeful thought, even though Buddhists are well versed in cause and effect.

However, facing the two Demon Kings, there is a possibility that the means deployed will be exposed.

And potentially huge.

Liang Hui's slender body began to dissipate irreversibly. Since he didn't get what he wanted, there was no need to stay.

(End of this chapter)