Chapter 863: Armpit Odor, the Five Signs of Decline of the Heavenly Being

The crazy counterattack of the ghosts was doomed to be ineffective. Like their predecessors, they were suppressed by Wu Yi in hell. Wu Yi could only evolve one of the three sufferings: hell, hungry ghosts, and animals.

If he wanted to evolve more, he needed to collect more evil thoughts, which were called greed, anger, and ignorance.

After some Buddhas fell, they even deliberately induced people with pure nature to do bad things, and then he used this to collect greed, anger, and ignorance.

So far, Wu Yi has suppressed eleven old ghosts. The collision of Sanskrit and the long-lasting chanting of Sanskrit purify the mind and cleanse the evil. However, for these ghosts, it is nothing less than a split liver and gallbladder, splitting the soul. Compared with the chanting of Sanskrit, the tortures in hell no longer seem so terrible.

The more they resist, the stronger the greed, anger, and ignorance in their hearts become, and in turn perfect the solemn Buddha Pure Land, just like trying to get rid of the rope that tied them, but in the end, the more they struggle, the tighter they are.

It cannot be said that Wu Yi deliberately set it up like this, it's a teaching! How can they be obedient if they are not given a killing stick? The ruler in the teacher's hand is not for show. Wu Yi does not have the ability to speak words that can make the prodigal son turn back.

According to the characteristics of the martial arts hall, as long as no one on both sides "dies", the war will not end, so when Wu Yi applied to the martial arts hall again for ten opponents, he was actually fighting against twenty-one opponents, but eleven of them had been suppressed by him.

In a confrontation, Wu Yi first asked the other party whether he was grateful. The answer he got was either sarcasm or unwilling to even sarcasm, so he took the initiative.

It is also understandable that these ghosts chose to be trapped here by the ancestors of Liuchen Temple, without seeing the sun, and still want them to be grateful. Humph, a joke.

If Wu Yi did not ask them and took action directly, it would be killing without teaching. It can no longer be said that he showed thunderbolt means with the heart of a bodhisattva, which is against his own heart. Although the results of not asking and asking are basically the same, the form is very important.

The other party was unwilling to repent, so Wu Yi had a reason to take action. Seeing that his three paths were about to evolve completely, he still hadn't met a well-intentioned opponent. Wu Yi felt helpless.

The solemn Buddha Pure Land can absorb the enemy's greed, anger, ignorance and evil thoughts to improve itself. The more enemies he suppressed, the more spirited Wu Yi was. Therefore, after fighting dozens of battles, Wu Yi was not only not tired, but became more spirited and energetic.

He suppressed more than a hundred ghosts, all of whom were in the cave realm, and Wu Yi achieved one against a hundred.

The strength of the ghosts in the front was extraordinary, and the strength of some of the ghosts in the back was not inferior to that of ordinary Taichu immortals. They could fight with immortals and escape.

However, as the three paths gradually improved, Wu Yi felt that the opponent's strength was getting weaker and weaker. Repeating the same thing all the time was a bit boring. A quick battle was basically over in a quarter of an hour.

When Wu Yi asked the martial arts hall again for ten more opponents, he waited for a while and nothing happened. Wu Yi frowned. What happened? Was there a problem with the martial arts hall?

"I don't have any ghosts in the cave realm here. If you want, you can challenge them." A cold voice suddenly appeared in his mind. This was the first time Wu Yi heard such a voice. He was surprised for a moment, but then he came to his senses. This should be the weapon spirit of the martial arts hall.

Thinking of this, Wu Yi couldn't help laughing in his heart. He actually blew up the martial arts hall and forced the weapon spirit to come out to explain. It was really a strange thing. I don't know if anyone has done something similar before.

As for the challenge, could it be that Wu Yi would fight against Taichu Immortal?

This proposal made Wu Yi hesitate for a moment. At the crisis of the water and land ceremony, there was a Buddha of Arhat status to confront him. If he could try it once in advance to see how big the gap between the two was, it might not be a bad thing.

"Okay, let's have an opponent who has reached the level of Luohan!" Wu Yi said to the weapon spirit of the martial arts hall, his tone was calm and natural, like an ignorant child who just thought it was fun.

"Really? You have to think about it. The martial arts hall cannot guarantee your safety." Wu Yi answered like this, which shocked the weapon spirit of the martial arts hall.

Before, he told Wu Yi that he could challenge him, but he just sensed Wu Yi's contempt in his heart and used provocation to dampen his spirit. That's all. He didn't expect the other party to really agree. Now it's not easy for the martial arts hall to step down.

Anyone who can rebel against the immortals in the cave realm is a genius who has at least comprehended the Taiyi magic. In his opinion, Wu Yi does not seem to have reached this level yet. The immortals' means are more easy to origin. The martial arts hall said that it could not guarantee Wu Yi's life, which is not a lie.

Wu Yi didn't know whether the weapon spirit of the martial arts hall knew about the internal struggle of the six dust temple, so he didn't hide it and told him about his current predicament, which explained why he chose such a dead end.

The weapon spirit of the martial arts hall was silent for a long time, and his voice was still cold, but it was mixed with some warmth, "In this case, I will choose a suitable opponent for you! I can't interfere in the internal affairs of the sect, but I can still help you with such a small matter."

Wu Yi was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Thank you, senior!"

"I hope you can survive!"

After the weapon spirit of the martial arts hall finished speaking, Wu Yi felt an extremely strong crisis, which oppressed him and made him breathless. After reacting, a large ball of pink gas emerged.

Do you think a charming and beautiful woman will appear in front of you, flirting with you and showing off her charm?

In fact, on the contrary, what appeared in front of Wu Yi was an old man with a pale face and thin body, with a pair of dim eyes, but full of lustful light. The pink gas all over his body, who knows how much essence of a beautiful woman is contained.

Taking Yin to replenish Yang, this is Wu Yi's first thought after seeing this person.

However, the most eye-catching thing should be his bald scalp.

This opponent is a Buddhist cultivator, and a fallen Buddhist cultivator, who can really be described as an old bald donkey.

"Donor, I am here to pay my respects!" The fallen Buddhist cultivator raised his hand to Wu Yi, as if he had not seen a stranger for countless years, and his eyes were about to emit green light.

When the Buddhist cultivator raised his hand, a pungent odor emerged, which was the odor of the armpit, as if all the odors in the world were gathered together, extremely unpleasant and disgusting.

Armpit odor is one of the five signs of decline for celestial beings. In other words, the end of this Buddhist practitioner's life is not far away.