Bodhidharma smiled bitterly: "Furthermore, the red tribulation killing is the cause, and the current ending is the result. We choose these people as the red tribulation killing body, naturally for the people of the world, but the pain and harm that can be caused to them are also real. Yes. The death of Wu Che and the heavy casualties at the Great Compassion Temple today are the consequences of the sins we have made and we need to bear."
Shanhui covered her face with her hand, saw her burnt legs through the gap between her fingers, and felt the weakness and pain coming from her body.
His body trembled uncontrollably, and he kept saying: "No, we are not wrong, we are for the sake of the people of the world... the evil spirits are outside the world, and everyone is punishable."
"Brother, what happened? Why did the Great Compassion Temple look like this?"
A low voice came from outside the door, causing Shanhui to raise her head abruptly.
I saw a monk with a sparse and peaceful appearance wearing a Zen towel slowly walking into the inner hall.
"Uncle Mercy!" Shanhui screamed with tears in her eyes, gritted her teeth, "It is the body of the world-destroying half-soul, he brought the demons of Burning sky to my Great Compassion Temple, and slaughtered the monks. Snatched the resurrection lamp."
Bodhidharma folded his hands together and said in a low voice: "Amitabha, it is great that you have come back with mercy. Next, everything in the Great Compassion Temple is left to you..."
Before he finished speaking, Bodhidharma spouted blood suddenly, and his body could no longer support him, and he fell.
"Master--!"
"Brother——!"
...
"That's how it is." Cien's hands clasped together, facing the Great Compassion Temple, which was already in ruins outside, gently chanting the Sutra of Chao Du.
Shanhui gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle Master, we must not let this matter go. We must take the resurrection lamp and the treasures that are from yin to yang. Otherwise, how will Wu Che be resurrected?"
Ci En lowered his eyes and said: "You are right, the demon's host body must be killed. Otherwise, these three realms and six ways, I am afraid that they will no longer exist in the future."
Shanhui was overjoyed when he heard the words, "Master, this matter should not be too late. Although the demon defeated me and Master, he was also seriously injured. I immediately contacted the Emperor of the Extreme Region and followed the Resurrection Lamp. Go to the door with his breath, and you will surely be able to wipe out all the demons in Fentian."
Ci En's eyelids moved lightly, just about to speak.
I saw a little novice hurried out, and said with a panic: "Graceful benefactor, abbot, you...you go and see, Bodhidharma...he..."
Shanhui's face changed drastically when she heard this, and she could no longer kill any demons of the world. She pressed her hand to the ground, and her body without legs flew towards the room where Bodhidharma was.
...
"The wound left by the fire that extinguished the world thousands of years ago was not healed, but now he has suffered heavy injuries, and the bones are completely destroyed. I am afraid it is in danger."
Ci En slowly let out a sigh of relief, her peaceful brows filled with anxiety at this time.
Shanhui's body, which had been hit by lightning, was already crumbling even more at this time: "You, are you saying that Master... he will die? No, absolutely impossible! No! Master is the best master in the world. If it hadn’t been severely injured a thousand years ago, he would have been the first person to become the immortal emperor, and even the emperor of the extreme domain would not be able to compare to him...How could he possibly die, Master?"
"Amitabha Buddha!" Ci En sighed softly, with sadness and hesitation in her eyes.