1812: C1812 Non-ghost(part Iii)

C1812 Non-ghost(part Iii)

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The black blade in Chu Yang's hand trembled slightly, as if it was emitting a joyous sound, causing people to be even more shocked.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if it was responding to the opponent's provocation.

"My blade is at the Nirvana Realm!"

Shua, a red blade-light burst out. Luo Xiu held his Luo Xiu blade and pointed it straight at Chu Yang, "Your blade is weaker than mine!"

Chu Yang did not give Luo Xiu any leeway and did not give him any hope. He said bluntly, "You're not as good as me, so your blade is also not as good as mine!"

Swish!

The spirit and sharpness that Luo Xiu had just released disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Not to mention the sword in his hand, even though Chu Yang's sword was weaker than Luo Xiu's, it was still inferior to Chu Yang's.

Divine weapons in the hands of different people had completely different results. It could be said that they were as different as the sky and the earth. The same goes for sabers. No matter how good a sabre was, if it fell into the hands of someone who didn't understand sabers, it would only be covered in dust.

Luo Xiu once again discovered that he had been completely crushed by Chu Yang. The despair in his heart grew, but his aura became even sharper. Just as he had said, he was a martyr!

"Let me see your blade!"

"You've already seen it!"

"Then let me have a look at my sabre — —" Luo Xiu let out a long whistle. His hair fluttered in the wind, and because he had used the Asura martial spirit, his incomparably ugly face had completely disappeared. At this moment, all of his ugliness had disappeared.

The men on the battlefield were begging for death, why would they need to pay it back with a horse hide?!

When his breath reached its peak, a saber cut out horizontally, "Not a ghost!"

"Tsk tsk!"

"Ga Ga!"

"Hehe!"

The moment the saber came out, as if the underworld had been cut open, ghost mist immediately surged out, dyeing the sky black. The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, as if it was caused by the appearance of an endless number of ghosts.

The saber slashed through the air, and a hundred ghosts appeared at night. Their stomachs swelled up like locusts, devouring everything in their path. Every single one of them was a hungry ghost.

"The Hungry Ghost Dao in the Six Paths of Samsara?"

Chu Yang's eyes narrowed. Luo Xiu's blade seemed to be the Six Paths of the Reincarnation Blade. It didn't seem like it was, but it had the power of one of the Six Paths of the Hungry Ghost Dao.

In just a split-second, he completely understood what was going on. The Shura belonged to the Asura Path, one of the six Daos. The Shura had no Heavenly Dao, and it was similar to the Demon Trail.

However, it was called a ghost, but it had the power of a god. It was called a human being, and although it had emotions and desires, it also had the power of a god or a ghost. Therefore, it is a non-god, non-ghost, non-human, between God, ghost, human monsters.

This strike was obviously one of Luo Xiu's comprehensions from the Asura, using the Asura Martial Spirit to draw upon the power of the Hungry Ghost.

The Shura had the blessing of the heavens, but had no virtue. The main problem lay in his' resentment and hatred '.

The Zen said, "The heart is the Buddha," so the Shura Dao is in the hearts of every one of us. Explanation: "There is no difference between the Three Realms, only the heart. "Mind in hell, heart in heaven, heart in man, and heart in saint."

In the Buddhist scripture, Asura was the reincarnation of a proud and disdainful heart!

"Hate, hate, hate!" Chu Yang suddenly thought of the three scum the Buddha spoke of: greed, displeasure, infatuation!

These three were the Three Poisons and the Three Flames, causing harm to the body and mind, causing one to sink into the cycle of life and death. They were the root of all evil, and were also known as the Three Unfriendly Roots.0

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