Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

"There is a city here!" Meng Yuan looked at the city gate in front of him and said with some surprise.

He didn't know how long he walked in the wilderness, and along the way, he also met several strange villages and saw many strange scenes, but at this moment, it was incredible to see a city appear in front of him.

The city wall is dozens of feet high, and the ravines above it are still terrifying, and this wall alone bears witness to the glorious past of this city.

Under the ten-zhang-high city gate, ghosts in bone armor stood on both sides, armed with large axes and spears, fierce and mighty.

Meng Yuan wanted to know the situation on the other side of the ghost market, so he stepped towards the city.

"Stop!"

The swordsman blocked him, and the ghost pawn pointed to the sign next to him.

Meng Yuan was a little embarrassed and said, "The little monk can't read.

"Ten taels of silver into the city."

What a black-hearted ghost! Meng Yuan slandered in his heart, but more is better than less, so he should break his wealth and avoid disaster.

"Brother, why do I smell a living person?" Suddenly, a pawn said faintly.

Stranger! The ghost

pawn at the city gate became restless, and the ghost fire in the white bone eye socket suddenly skyrocketed.

Meng Yuan's heart sank, those undead in the ghost market did not show a desire for human flesh and blood, but there seemed to be something different outside.

One by one gaze locked on him.

"Little monk, you look a little raw, but you are from the world?" The ghost pawn asked, the empty white bone head could not see its expression clearly, but Meng Yuan had already heard the salivating feeling from its tone.

"The little monk came from the ghost market, and it was convenient for people to work." "Hehe, this is simple, it's

just that I have been standing here for an unknown number of years, and I don't know what the taste of human food is, and the little monk is compassionate, maybe it's convenient?"

A famous ghost pawn surrounded him, although most of them were Qi cultivation realms, but there were also several tall ghost pawns who gave him a heavy sense of oppression.

The riot at the city gate attracted many spectators for a while, and there were many strange lookers.

These people looked at Meng Yuan in the middle with a playful look, such a weak person dared to swagger into this Youchuan City?

Seeing this, Meng Yuan said, "Even so, how about I give you an arm?"

"Hehe, there are so many of us, how can you have one arm."

Meng Yuan shook his head: "I mean give an arm per person."

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the golden light bloomed, but this golden light was not dazzling, and all the ghosts and creatures did not have any discomfort.

They looked at the little monk, and in the golden light, arms stretched out from behind their backs, palms extended, and one eye held in palms.

Thousand hands and thousands of eyes!

This is Meng Yuan's strongest hole card at present, at this moment he can feel the huge power filling his body, even the real people of the Golden Pill Realm can't catch his punch, and those thousand eyes are looking in all directions, thousands of miles of land, broken walls, deserted villages and ancient cities... There are also familiar ghost markets.

At the same time, in the land of the dark river, countless powerful beings have been awakened, who is peeping?

In the nearby Youchuan City, it was almost shrouded in golden light at the moment, and for many creatures who had fallen here, such a gentle light had not been felt for a long time.

"Please." Meng Yuan stretched out his hand to the ghost pawns around him, and his white arm was like the most precious treasure in the world, shining brightly, and also exuding the fragrance of Zhilan.

Grunt.

I don't know who swallowed the saliva, although Meng Yuan at this moment did not exude any powerful power, but gave people a sense of sacredness, even these evil spirits, at this moment, they were a little afraid to take the meat handed to their mouths.

Of course, Meng Yuan's arm was too fragrant, and at this moment, finally a demon couldn't help it, and bit off half of his palm in one bite.

Perhaps there was a leader, and the rest of the ghost pawns finally couldn't bear it, and they all grabbed the arms in front of them and tore and bit, blood flew everywhere, savage and bloody.

The evil spirits watching on the side were a little moved when they saw this, but they couldn't squeeze in.

"Hiss..." Meng Yuan endured the bites of the demons, and the pain could not be avoided.

Gradually, all the ghost pawns stopped biting, threw the knife and gun in their hands to the ground, and actually knelt down with their hands folded, chanting the Bodhisattva Treasure in their mouths.

Poof!

Suddenly, a pair of flesh wings grew behind these ghost pawns.

And at this moment, Meng Yuan had dispersed the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes Law Phase, and in this short few dozen breaths, there was not a drop of spiritual power left in his body.

"What's going on here?"

The ghosts looked at Meng Yuan with their hands clasped together in front of him, as if the most devout ghosts were puzzled, how could they take refuge in Buddha and grow wings while eating?

This is the magical power that Meng Yuan has just unlocked by improving the four-point playing progress, called the Sacrifice Curse, which uses his own pain to resolve the evil in people's hearts and guide all sentient beings to good, such as the story of cutting meat to feed eagles and sacrificing his body to feed tigers.

On the surface, Buddha and Bodhisattva are compassionate, all sentient beings are equal, Buddha loves all sentient beings, and is willing to sacrifice himself to achieve others, but in fact, the evil eagle and the tiger are actually greed, anger, and delusion of the human heart, and when mortals are not enlightened, they are all devoured by the evil tiger's flesh without knowing it.

Meng Yuan transformed these ghosts with a mantra of sacrificing his body, and at this moment they have understood the Dharma, seen their true selves, and are willing to protect the path with their bodies, turning into his protector Yasha, otherwise they would not have given birth to wings, which can be called a model for putting down the butcher knife and standing on the ground to become a Buddha.

Of course, this scene fell in the eyes of outsiders as a demon monk method, demagogic and demagogic, and suddenly a group of evil spirits retreated.

"Get out of the way, the city lord has arrived!"

Suddenly, a shout came from inside the city gate, and I saw the Yin soldiers open the way, and two white bone horses pulled a carriage slowly.

Boom!

Out of the car, a fat man with a bloated body, born with green-faced fangs, a wide mouth and bare cheeks, wearing silk satin, oily face.

"The little king did not know that a holy monk was coming, and he did not welcome him from afar, forgiving sins and forgiving sins." The fat city lord actually walked up to Meng Yuan to accuse, and his face was very humble.

A Yasha lifted Meng Yuan up, and his body had almost no strength at the moment.

"Disturbed the purity of the great king, the little monk sinned."

Don't look at the fat man in front of him is a little funny, and even ignoring the more terrifying appearance is still a little cute, but when Fang Cai looked at each other with a thousand eyes before, this is a terrifying ghost king equivalent to the Yuan Infant Realm! "Wherever, the holy monk

can come to this realm of death, it is indeed a great blessing in my secret river, the holy monk please quickly." King Youchuan invited Meng Yuan to be a guest in the city, and he naturally couldn't refuse.

The two then took a carriage to enter the city.

Just then, a loud noise came. It turned out

that the ghost pawns who turned into Dharma Protector Yasha wanted to follow, but the city gate officials who arrived at this moment were not allowed, and a conflict broke out.

Seeing this, Meng Yuan said to the city lord on the side: "These ghost pawns have a relationship with poor monks, I don't know if the city lord can let them go free, the little monks are willing to exchange gold for it."

The small eyes of the King of Youchuan swept over more than a dozen Yasha, and with the eyes of the Yuan Infant Realm, he could see that they were different from ordinary demons, but they were not indispensable, and even if they were directly sent to Meng Yuan.

"Thank you, King."

The two of them took a carriage into a palace in the city, today was the day when the King of Youchuan would meet guests, and at this moment, Gao Peng was full of people, and he was not looking for it, if it weren't for Meng Yuan's movement being too big to alarm him.

After getting off the carriage, sixteen Yasha followed closely behind Meng Yuan, and in an instant, their eyes were all looking at each other.