"No, uh ah ah... What the **** is this..."

The originally dazzling lust, like a tide, extinguished and faded from this bull ghost's body...

"My origin... No, no, it can't be there!!!"

The dim red flames roamed around among the remnants...

The charred black body like a tall building shattered and collapsed like a ceramic!

"No... I, Shoji Jinemon, spent half my life working hard to manage this Yoshihara..."

Shoji Shinemon was horrified to find that under this strange flame, he could no longer feel the endless desire of all beings from Yoshihara Yukor...

"Because of this cheap and inexplicable 'love', it was burnt and destroyed..."

He lay on the ground feebly, stretched out his broken palm, and stared at the spot of light where the mist disappeared...

"I hate..."

Now, even the original "easy" thing to reorganize the broken body, He has been unable to do.

"Obviously... just a little..."

It is like a candle that has run out of oil, quietly waiting for the last moment when the wick burns out.

"Obviously... as long as I get that thing, I can..."

The white light dissipated, and the gorgeous kimono fell with the wind, burnt away little by little in the lust, and turned into black ashes...

"Wait...you are..."

The broken bull's head on the ground, the dark red flames flowed through the eyes of Dou Da, and his eyes suddenly solidified...

"No...don't come here...everything you suffer is caused by your own desires, what's with me?!"

He seemed to see something incredible, and even his blackened and mutilated teeth began to tremble.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

With the tragic wailing from his mouth, the black remnant that was like a hill piled up all over the ground suddenly shattered into a pink and crystal clear sky...

"I...we're still alive?!"

The action is still fixed in Yamada Kengo and Changda Hiroshi, who are embracing each other, and they have not been able to recover from this "ghosts and gods collapsed in front of them without changing their faces".

Rain-like pink dots of light rained down on the head, falling on the two bald heads that were close to each other, splashing bright fireworks...

"If you rule out the possibility of this guy **** himself up..."

Relentlessly loosening the back collar of Abe Temple, letting the back of the opponent's head fall to the ground with a "bang", and spitting out a mouthful of white foam, Niya looked up at the depths of the long street...

"It must be Sousuke Araki, the slow-moving guy, playing with his heart again."

On her sweat-soaked face, there was an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

In the distance, the other two bull ghosts that originally stood like mountains disappeared without knowing when, leaving only the pink light spots that have not yet fallen in the air like aurora...

"Senior Araki... It must be him who saved me at a critical moment... This is the beautiful friendship between men!"

At the same time, Kengo Yamada, who was not far away, also recalled what had just happened, and let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Before you want to cry, please take your face away from me... blah blah blah blah..."

"What are you talking about, it was obviously Vice President Changda who took the initiative to hug him..."

Changtian Hiroshi, who was sprayed with tears, pushed the other side away, wiped his face carelessly, and looked around with some doubts: "But...if this ghost and **** has really been withdrawn from treatment, why hasn't this **** hidden yet? collapse?"

"Could it be that Zhuang Sizhenyouemon is just a prisoner trapped in it?"

On the quiet long street of Yoshihara Yukuo, there were no traces of the ghosts and spirits with the head of the bull and the earthbound spirit.

However, the fire on the buildings that had not collapsed still remained, and the cherry blossom rain in the sky did not stop falling.

Out of everyone's sight, where the morning mist dissipated into a Buddha, there was a faint flash of fire in the black ashes that the purple kimono had turned into.

A breeze blew, and the ashes scattered, revealing half of the purple sleeves...

The large flame pattern embroidered on the sleeves, like a real flame, surged with fiery light, reflecting the intertwined white cherry blossom petals more and more pink.

...

"Yoshihara Yan Shang", deep in the long street.

"Amitabha, the Dharma body of Junior Brother Sosuke is so powerful... Does it have an honorable title?"

"This burning Sanskrit seems to be some kind of Buddhist scripture. I have been looking at the Buddhist scriptures at Kawasaki Daishi Temple for several years, but I have never seen it..."

On the long silent street occupied by a lot of pink light, Junko Kato, who was still hugged by Sousuke Araki, stared intently at the huge black arm that maintained a "nash" in front of him.

"How did you do it, to completely remove this ghost?"

It is not impossible to defeat this lust-based ghost and **** with one blow, and Abe Temple did it before with the powerful "Taishan Fujun Sacrificial Sword".

The most difficult thing is to let the ghosts and gods who rely on the desires of all living beings accumulated in the hidden gods as the source and can be reborn countless times from the ashes will not be able to completely regenerate if they want to die.

"What is the honorary number, I only have the Line number... As for this black and thick thing, what exactly is it, and when did it enter my body~lightnovelpub.net~ I still want someone to tell me... "

Putting Junko Kato wrapped in a sportswear jacket on the ground, the shirtless Araki Sect interface was flushed, and he looked in the direction of the other people: "Ahem, this tauren, It should be completely unbearable, so let's find them first..."

The wing-like black arm also retracted smoothly and silkily to his back...

"This... awakened the Dharma body without knowing it. Could it be that Junior Brother Zongjie's Dharma talent is so terrifying that he has reached the realm of enlightenment as natural as breathing?!"

"This, this Buddha..."

Standing pretty on the long street, Junko Kato noticed that Sousuke Araki had tattooed on his back, the black bodhisattva sitting cross-legged with a skeleton and staring at him.

"Amitabha, is it the full face of the Dharma body of Junior Brother Sosuke? There are countless Buddhas in the ten directions and three generations, and I don't know which one this is..."

"Wait, you, you, this is..."

Immediately afterwards, her gaze met Sosuke Araki's pair of flirtatious pupils of different gold and black, and her entire gaze was sucked in by the light in the eyes of the other party that was like cosmic stars and penetrated everything...

"It's not wrong, although it's slightly different, but this is Tianyantong!!! Tianyantong is the secret of my Heijian Temple... It must be Teacher Kukai, he actually passed this magical power to you..."

After finally pulling her eyes away, Junko Kato's look of inquiry turned into surprise, unwillingness and jealousy in the trembling!

"Being able to see into and remove the source of desire in the body of ghosts and gods, Tianyantong is worthy of being the most mysterious of Buddhism's six links... eh?"

Then, she noticed with hindsight that after the body of the ghosts and gods collapsed and the surrounding spiritual bodies became Buddhas, the pink particles that fell like rain, representing the ultimate desire, all actively surged when they approached Sousuke Araki. into his body.