I thought that I had reached an agreement with the Ghost King long ago, and all I had to do was bring the things back, but I didn't expect that when the Ghost King saw him coming back empty-handed, not only did his attitude suddenly change, but he also took advantage of his unpreparedness and hit him hard.
He said he wanted to hand himself over to bad people.
Now that he has regained his freedom and has obtained the props needed for the mission, how can Gao Zhuo be polite to him?
After Gao Zhuo was completely transformed into a corpse, a terrible aura of death emanated from his body. Gao Zhuo had green hair growing on his body, two horns on his head, and a green face with fangs that looked like a yaksha.
This is the Feitian Yaksha in its complete state. It seems that Gao Zhuo has activated his real fire. He took advantage of the Ghost King's unpreparedness and pounced directly on the Ghost King. The green will-o'-the-wisp ignited on his sharp claws and tore a huge wound on the Ghost King's chest.
"ah!"
Seeing that he was injured, the Ghost King roared in annoyance. He was so angry that his terrifying aura exploded in Gao Zhuo's chest like a thunderstorm.
The shock wave visible to the naked eye directly knocked Gao Zhuo away.
"You are looking for death!!"
If he can become the master of the ghost market, how can the ghost king be so weak? Although it is not as good as enlightenment, it is not difficult to deal with a yaksha.
Gao Zhuo rolled on the ground. After he got up from the ground, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned ferociously: "Hey, you have been domineering here for so many years, so you should go to the West as soon as possible to enjoy the bliss!"
"Asshole, since I am below one person here and above ten thousand people, and thousands of ghosts are at my disposal, why should I go to some Western paradise and become a lowly Buddha slave!"
Others don't know it, but the ghost king knows in his heart that although those ghosts have been saved, they will only be humble Buddha slaves in the bliss of the West.
To put it bluntly, they are slaves.
Although he will no longer enter reincarnation, he will never be able to turn over again.
He is like an emperor here. Even if the dynasty changes outside, he will be here forever.
However, as soon as the Ghost King finished speaking, he suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart. He turned around and looked up, and his face under the haze suddenly became distorted.
I don't know when Tu Bo and Ya Shan appeared behind him.
It turns out that Tu Bo and Yashan threw all the evil ghosts of the Ghost King into the Paradise.
Still can't let that bamboo fall from the Buddhist world.,
Xu Tong could only set his sights on this ghost market king.
"You are causing trouble! I will punish you!"
Tu Bo's voice was cold, and he swung his long black stick and hit the ghost king on the head.
They are both ghost kings, but Tu Bo, Yashan is the Yin God of the Underworld. He is in charge of the Hundred Thousand Tombs Mountain in Beiyin. His strength is not comparable to that of the little ghosts in the ghost market.
If his true form had come, I'm afraid this ghost market would have exploded long ago.
It's just a thought now, but the sharp edge spitting out from the long stick in his hand smells of blood, as if he has drank the blood of endless creatures.
"you!!"
Looking at the long stick that fell, the Ghost King's face changed drastically, and he screamed, revealing his true identity. He was a middle-aged man wearing official uniform.
If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that the official uniform worn by the Ghost King is not contemporary, but the eunuch clothing of the Jin Dynasty.
When everyone saw this, they realized that the king of the ghost market turned out to be a eunuch.
The ghost king revealed his true form, with a scimitar in his hand, and the blade swung out with a terrifying sinister energy.
"boom"
When the sword and stick collided, it was like a thunderous explosion, making the entire skyscraper tremble. The violent force penetrated the skyscraper like a tide, and the huge staircase suddenly began to tremble.
"Crackling"
The building collapsed, cracks appeared in many places, and the pieces of flesh on the walls of the building suddenly let out heart-rending screams.
The Ghost King finally took Tu Bo's stick.
Immediately afterwards, Yashan had already killed him, without even giving him a chance to breathe. The long sword in his hand turned into two black rivers. When he waved it, he saw the death aura surging into the sky, as if it had fallen from the outer universe, and the black pressure was overwhelming.
, it was so terrifying that it made the entire ghost market tremble.
Facing Tu Bo, the Ghost King was already barely parrying. Now that Yashan joined in, the Ghost City King couldn't hold on any longer. He was beaten back and forth, and could only ask for help.
"Dragon Protector Yuan Bei, Monk Zhengxin, come and help me quickly. If I'm not here, this ghost market will be destroyed!!"
"Great Protector, he is going to destroy this place!"
When Monk Zhengxin and others saw this scene, they were all frightened and anxiously wanted Yuan Bian to take action to stop the fight.
If the ghost market is destroyed, it will be destroyed, but if the ghost kings are thrown into the Pure Land world as merits by this kid, it will be difficult for them to host the Ksitigarbha Dharma Assembly.
"It's been destroyed now! Compared to the ghost market, the treasure given by Chilong is the key!"
The old monk on the side objected.
Pointing to the bamboo wrapped in golden light above Xu Tong's head, if this thing was obtained by the Buddhists, it must be a sacred object that can suppress the luck of the Buddhists.
With this thing, Buddhism's luck can at least continue for a hundred years.
The old monk's words moved Monk Yuanzi's heart.
After all, Buddhism is a foreign religion. It does not have as long a tradition as Taoism, and its luck fluctuates.
Therefore, when Buddhist eminent monks sit down and take the reincarnation, they will practice their whole life and turn them into relics, which are enshrined in the pagoda as sacred objects to suppress the luck of Buddhism.
If this thing falls into the hands of Buddhism and uses it to build a pagoda and suppress Buddhism's luck, then within a hundred years, regardless of political changes or dynasty changes, Buddhism will continue to prosper from then on.
Thinking of this, Yuan Fang has already made up his mind that once this thing comes, he must seize it as soon as possible.
Even if this thing is theoretically a good result of the prince's transformation into tens of thousands of ghosts, it was obtained through their Buddhist methods. If he wants to take it away, no one can say anything.
With this in mind, Yuan Zi naturally stopped paying attention to the Ghost King's cry for help.
"boom!!"
A crack spread from the roof of the skyscraper, and there were wailing sounds from the towering stairs. The stairs gradually began to collapse, exposing white bones and broken pieces of flesh.
Three black shadows flew out from the shattered skyscraper. Everyone took a closer look and saw that the Ghost King had been escorted by Tu Bo and Ya Shan in front of Xu Tong.
The zombie was also taken down.
Xu Tong kicked open the coffin lid under his buttocks, revealing the empty coffin. Yashan pushed his hand and threw Gao Zhuo into the coffin.
What confused the monks around him was that this time the zombie didn't even seem to resist at all.
"I am the ghost king recognized by the emperor of the world, why do you want to take me! Monk Yuanzi, are you going to burn the bridge across the river! If I am arrested, this ghost market will be destroyed!! You will no longer have Ksitigarbha Dharma gatherings, who will
People are taking money from you!”
The Ghost King looked back at the monks and screamed to remind them of his importance.
Everyone was silent and could only look at the great monk Yuan Xiang.
But Yuan Zi had already made up his mind. If he wanted to get the sacred object from Mount Sumeru, why would he care about a mere ghost king?
As for the ghost market, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. There are many ghost markets, large and small, in the huge city of Luoyang.
It would be a pity to destroy one and secretly support another at worst.
"Send him in quickly!"
Xu Tong didn't even need to speak, there were monks urging him to send the Ghost King to the Paradise of Paradise in exchange for holy objects and to be born as soon as possible.
Hearing this, the Ghost King's face couldn't help but distorted: "You bunch of bald donkeys! You are treacherous and you are indeed a villain who cannot be trusted!"
Faced with the curses of the Ghost King, these monks looked calm.
Some monks even clasped their hands together and said: "Amitabha, you have been doing your best in the ghost market, and now that you have achieved bliss, it is the greatest blessing. I hope you will not make any mistakes!"
Only these bald men can say such self-deceiving words.
"How shameless!"
Even egoists like Zhao Peng can't stand it.
"Blessings! Hahahaha... you call this blessings!"
The Ghost King was so angry that he laughed for a moment.
"Everyone knows that ghosts are scary, but people are poisonous. I admit defeat this time, but you bald guys don't be too happy too early. I'll be waiting for you in the bliss of the West! No, I'm just afraid that when the time comes, you bald guys will
After the donkey dies, he will be buried in the eighteen hells and will never be reincarnated!"
"Send it in!"
Xu Tong waved his hand, and Tu Bo Yashan raised his hands and threw the ghost king directly into the Buddhist world.
As soon as the ghost king entered the Buddhist kingdom, he immediately disappeared. Everyone stared at the bamboo eagerly.
I saw golden light shining on the bamboo, as if it was coming from the Buddhist world.
Everyone held their breath waiting for the moment this treasure came.
"Master!"
Zhao Peng stepped forward and quietly wrote a few words in the round palm of his hand with his fingers.
This thing must not fall into the Buddhist sect easily. It must be snatched away. Otherwise, if these monks donate the thing to the saint, I don't know how much luck it will bring to the Buddhist sect.
Tu Feiyuan obviously also knew the stakes, but at the moment he could not take action directly as Zhao Peng said. He could only use his eyes to signal Zhao Peng to immediately call the Shenwu Guards and ask the Shenwu Guards to come forward.
But everyone was obviously happy too early.
I saw that the golden light was clearly about to break through the shackles of the Buddhist kingdom and descend into the real world, but it was inexplicably stuck halfway, unable to advance or retreat.
"How could this happen? Isn't it enough?"
Some people couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this. This huge ghost market was almost empty.
Coupled with a ghost king who has been practicing for hundreds of years, even so, isn't it enough to transform this thing?
When Xu Tong saw this, he couldn't help but frown.
After wasting so much effort, is it going to be in vain?
Everyone looked around, trying to find some more ghosts to transfer into.
But the huge ghost market has long been empty, and there are quite a few living people left.
"Can you please invite two ghost kings..."
Someone whispered to Xu Tong, telling Xu Tong to throw Shanbo and Yashan in for transformation.
Xu Tong looked for the source of the sound, but the other party was already hiding in the crowd and did not want to expose himself.
"There are still many fugitives in the ghost city!"
I don’t know who suddenly said this, which immediately made many people think.
The fugitives who can escape to the ghost market are all extremely vicious gangsters, so they should be killed. Using their souls to save them is also a way.
But as soon as these words came out, Yuan Zi, who had always been silent, couldn't sit still and immediately shouted: "Nonsense! How dare a Buddhist to break the precepts? Who dares to hurt others? Don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless!"
There is no airtight wall in the world. Once this incident spreads, it will be a fatal blow to Buddhism. Whoever dares to think this way, whether he is a member of Buddhism or not, will not be allowed to leave him.
As the great protector of Buddhism in the world, Yuan Bei's roar immediately caused those who were thinking about it to lower their heads and completely extinguish the thoughts in their hearts.
"Boy, if you have any remaining merit, you might as well give it a try!"
At this time, Gu Peiyuan suddenly spoke.
"Merit!"
Xu Tong's heart moved, and he decisively took out the incense merit and threw it towards the Buddha Kingdom above his head.
Sure enough, as the incense merits were thrown into the Buddha's kingdom, the invisible barrier seemed to gradually begin to be worn away under the nourishment of the incense merits.
"it works!"
Seeing that the incense merits were useful, Xu Tong opened his palm and smashed a large amount of incense merits into it.
It is to replace the ghost with incense and merit.
"Amitabha, where did this kid get so much incense and merit??"
Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.
Tu Feiyuan twitched the corner of his mouth. In fact, that was all he said, but who would have thought that Xu Tong could really take out so many incense merits and throw them into it.
I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, could it be that the man in the Chenghuang Temple was willing to give him so much incense?
Thinking of this Tufeiyuan, I thought, a mere Yuyang can have so many incense merits. If this kid does this a few times in other places, if he is given a few years, this kid will not go to heaven!!
Of course, Tu Feiyuan only had this idea. It would be very difficult for Xu Tong to implement it. After all, he couldn't split his master into more than a dozen.
Master wouldn't agree to that either.
Even if the master agrees, the master's wife won't agree either.
"It's coming out!!"
When a large amount of incense merit and the barrier of the Buddhist world were dissolved, everyone finally saw the whole bamboo clearly.
A piece of bamboo is no more than seven inches long. Each inch has a section, and its whole body is as pure and flawless as glass crystal.
What is the origin of this thing, even a great Buddhist protector like Yuan Bian can't tell clearly.
"Whoosh!"
With a flash of golden light, this precious bamboo suddenly flew out from the Buddha's kingdom. Everyone's eyes turned red. Who would not be tempted by the most precious treasure in the Holy Land?
But at the moment when everyone was about to take action, the object suddenly flashed in the air, bursting with brilliant golden light, and everyone closed their eyes at this moment.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the treasure had disappeared.
"Eh! Where are the things??"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, staring with wide eyes, but nothing appeared. Even Xu Tong was stunned for a moment, but soon Xu Tong seemed to realize something and raised his head and glanced at the entrance of his hall.
Sure enough, the bamboo was standing in the entrance of his hall at this moment, and like the fairy furnace, it was integrated with the entrance of the hall behind him.
What's even more strange is that the bamboo fell inside the entrance of the hall and was almost transparent. Except for himself who could clearly feel the existence of the bamboo by relying on his control of the entrance of the hall, others, not even Jixiang, could see where this thing was.
At this moment Xu Tong didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
I originally thought that this kind of thing must be a big treasure, and if I threw it into the prop book, it might be a high-end prop.
Now it can only be integrated into one's own hall just like the fairy furnace, and can no longer be included in the prop book.
But this way it saves me a lot of trouble and saves me from being tricked by others.
Thinking of this, Xu Tong couldn't help but have a confused look on his face.
“Where are the things??”
Tu Feiyuan walked over and looked around Xu Tong, but found nothing. His plump face was full of disappointment, as if the lost treasure belonged to him.
"I don't know, there were so many of you staring at it just now, where are the things??"
Xu Tong tilted his head and asked.
"this……"
Doi Yuan was asked and didn't know what to say. Yes, it was fine if others were staring at him, but it seemed a bit unreasonable to lose something under the noses of himself and the six top masters in the world.
"Look for it quickly, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you still have to find something!"
Yuan was anxious and asked everyone to spread out to look for them. At the same time, the great monk's eyes were like lightning, and his pupils were shining brightly, as he looked at everyone.
Once someone obtains such a valuable treasure, something will definitely happen to them.
Yuan Bian's eyes quickly scanned everyone present, among which Xu Tong was given special attention. Under the scrutiny of the Buddha's eyes, Yuan Bian also obviously noticed the entrance of the hall behind Xu Tong.
Although he was surprised by Tangkou's existence, he didn't think much about it. After confirming that the thing was not on Xu Tong's body, he continued to search for others.
But no matter how many people dug into the ground and almost turned the area upside down, they still couldn't find any trace of the treasure.
"Can it be said that things in the immortal world are destined not to survive in the mortal world for a long time?"
At this time, an old monk said with a grimace.
I remember that during the reign of Emperor Taizong, he ordered Longhu Mountain to prepare Luotian Dazhan and asked the immortal to give him the magical elixir.
At that time, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the magic pill was like a meteor falling from the heavenly palace. But when Taizong reached out to catch it, the magic pill had completely disappeared and turned into a wisp of smoke.
The old Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain once told Taizong that the treasures in the immortal world are all rare and flawless, but when they come to the human world, they are contaminated by the filthy air of the human world and dissipate.
As soon as the old monk said this, everyone couldn't help but look disappointed. Xu Tong even looked up to the sky and cried: "My merits have been lost in blood!"
Everyone saw Xu Tong's face full of sorrow. Some felt sorry for him while others snickered secretly.
Naturally, Zhao Peng was among them. Although he lowered his head, his face could not help but be filled with joy.
"Depressed! Let's go!"
Xu Tong was distressed for a moment, then simply threw the book on the ground, looking very annoyed.
He kicked the coffin, kicked it heavily to the ground, and sat down on it: "Go home and sleep!"
As he said that, those black mesons came out from behind the big girl on the side, got into the coffin quickly, picked up the coffin, and were about to leave.
"Wait a minute!"
Seeing that Xu Tong was about to leave, the monks who had been protecting Xu Tong immediately became unable to sit still.
Okay, let's just have a hand in the Ksitigarbha Dharma Assembly, but now that we've eaten it all, you're going to leave?
"Donor, please wait. The poor monk is the host of Xiangshan Temple. He has no Buddhist name. The benefactor was born with a Buddha body and has transformed into tens of thousands of ghosts. He is the one who is destined for our Buddhist sect. Can you please ask the benefactor and the old monk to go to Xiangshan Temple so that the poor monk can pray for you?
The donor has completed the final Buddhist ritual!"
The so-called Buddhist ritual actually means to become a monk and get tonsure.
When Xu Tong heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes: "Another nonsense!"
"I have never thought about becoming a monk, and your father doesn't allow me to become a monk. Get out of the way. I'm going back to rest."
At this time, everyone was a little confused for a moment, and turned back to look at the great monk Yuan Xiang.
The great monk Yuanzi had a grimace on his face. He could see clearly that this boy was not from their Buddhist sect at all.
But there must always be an explanation for the matter of being born with a Buddha body.
Moreover, if this boy did not give an explanation for the "Damako Sutra" he had just recited, it would be difficult for him to explain it to the Buddhist sect.
"Your Majesty, wait a moment, this matter concerns my Buddhist secrets. Please, Your Majesty, follow us to Xiangshan Temple to explain it clearly."
While Yuan Zi was speaking, the person had already arrived in an instant and stood in front of Xu Tong. His cassock was not moving in the wind. Although he was standing in front of him, he felt like he was overwhelmed by Mount Tai.
The strong sense of oppression made Xu Tong feel an unprecedented pressure, as if the other party could crush him into pieces with just a move of his fingers.
"snort!"
The two Yin gods, Shanbo and Yashan, let out a muffled cold snort. Under the pressure from the source, they had to take a few steps back. For a moment, they were unable to get any closer.
"Why, it's not enough for Buddhism to transform evil spirits. Now it has to forcibly transform people as well??"
Fortunately, at this time, Gu Peiyuan walked up to Xu Tong, put a hand on Xu Tong's shoulder, and patted him gently, which eliminated the pressure on Yuan Xiang's body.
"Amitabha, Sir Gu, please don't misunderstand me. We asked the Crown Prince to go to Xiangshan Temple just to find out why the Crown Prince has the white hair form. This matter involves the internal affairs of our Buddhist sect. It would be best for Master Gu not to interfere!"
After Yuan Zi said this, he slowly stretched out his hand to grab Xu Tong's shoulder and forcefully take him away.
Seeing this, Xu Tong instinctively stepped back, secretly thinking that it was troublesome, but he dared to do so, and it was not without support.
Just when Xu Tong was about to speak, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps, running towards him quickly. Before anyone arrived, he heard a familiar voice: "Shenwuwei is handling the case, everyone else is waiting to get out of the way!"
