There is so much gloom in the sky and so many ghosts. Many souls of the dead who died unjustly due to suicide, disaster, war, murder and other reasons lined up to cross the Naihe Bridge and rush to this place.
In the center of the city, in a dark palace, black shadows stood on both sides, exuding a strong evil aura.
They were all evil gods and kings of ghosts in the underworld, but now they are wearing rosary beads, wearing monk's robes, and having meritorious golden light to protect their bodies. They have become ghosts and Buddhist protectors.
Purple light flashed, and the imperial power filled the air. An emperor wearing a five-clawed dragon robe stepped into the palace. His figure was erratic and his appearance could not be seen clearly. However, the aura of eternal pressure caused many people in the hall to
Gui Cha didn't dare to look a bit strange.
He held a three-foot-long book in his hand.
The book is black and crystal clear, flowing with the power of the netherworld, and the runes of reincarnation are constantly emerging, with a deep aura of controlling the six paths and governing reincarnation!
Book of the Underworld, Book of Life and Death!
"The old monk has met Emperor Fengdu."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Netherworld leader of the city who died in vain, immediately stood up to greet him.
He wears a red cassock and a crown on his head, with a kind and profound face. He holds a tin staff in his right hand, which symbolizes caring for all living beings and practicing strict discipline; he holds a few wish-fulfilling orbs in his left hand, which means fulfilling the wishes of all living beings.
Yin Tianzi, Emperor Fengdu looked calm, handed over the "Book of Life and Death", and said:
"When you're done, remember to return the book of life and death."
"It's natural. Thank you very much for your help, Your Majesty." Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha thanked him politely.
Emperor Fengdu nodded, turned around, walked a few steps, and disappeared into a ball of dim light.
The ghost messengers immediately got busy, building an altar with locust wood and Yinling soil, inscribing the ghost formation pattern on it, and erected 108 bloody soul-calling flags around it.
After all these rituals were completed, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva ascended the altar, sat cross-legged, revealed his Dharma body, green light bloomed, and a green lotus emerged, holding him up.
The Netherworld Dharmakaya is surrounded by golden light of merit and is extremely majestic.
"Om, cultivate profit, cultivate profit, Maha cultivate profit... The supreme and profound subtle Dharma has been encountered for hundreds of millions of calamities. I have accepted and upheld what I have seen and heard now, and I am willing to understand the true meaning of the Tathagata..."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva recited mantras, the power of the netherworld, and the golden Buddha's light intertwined to form a "picture of ghosts and gods" that resonated with the underworld book "Book of Life and Death".
The soul-calling flags sway, and the aura of the Avenue of Reincarnation spreads.
At the same time, he took out another object.
It was a cicada, as if it were made of gold, densely covered with Sanskrit symbols, and full of merit and luck. It was also like a big sun. Once it was taken out, the brilliant Buddha's light penetrated the clouds and sky like golden swords, illuminating the entire wasted life.
city!
The underworld lights up and all the ghosts are frightened!
This is the remains of Jin Chanzi when he attained Daluo enlightenment, one of the golden bodies in his previous life.
With the relics and the power of the Book of Life and Death, wisps of soul fragments floated from all corners of the underworld like fire, were drawn by the soul-calling flags, and gathered on the altar.
"boom"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stretched out his hand a little, and the golden light of merit burst out and poured into it.
Thousands of fireflies merged into one in an instant, and their souls reunited. Although it was a bit illusory, it was the face of Tang Sanzang.
However, his eyes were still hazy and without any sparkle, as if something was missing.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was startled and lost his voice:
"What's going on? Why hasn't the true spirit returned?"
No, even if his soul is gone, with the "Book of Life and Death" and his magic power, he can still help Tang Seng return to the sun. In the prehistoric world, the true souls of sentient beings are protected by the avenue of reincarnation, and their essence is higher than the soul body.
Even the best magic weapon can hardly harm Jin Chanzi's true spirit.
Just in case, Buddha even left a mark on Jin Chanzi's true spirit to protect it from harm.
Why was the spiritual summoning only half successful this time?
That demonic Daoluo, even if he was armed with ferocious weapons, would never be able to directly defeat Tang Monk's true spirit.
Ksitigarbha could not sit still. He held the "Book of Life and Death" in his hand, held Tang Monk's missing soul in his palm, and began to deduce.
After drinking some tea, his eyes suddenly opened and he saw a mysterious and unpredictable light flash by. His voice was a bit cold as he said slowly:
"Jiuyin Mountain!"
Tang Sanzang's true spirit was lost and trapped in Jiuyin Mountain. The specific reason is unknown. He may have entered by mistake, or he may have been imprisoned.
He immediately stood up, turned into a golden light, and traveled through the underworld.
Jiuyin Mountain is a famous dangerous place in the Netherworld.
Thousands of miles of Yin Mountain, surrounded by ghosts, continuously rises and falls. As a barrier, it almost separates the two realms of Yin and Yang. There are nine main peaks, towering like giant black dragons entrenched on the banks of the Huangquan River. There is even a passage connecting the realm of Yang Shitai Mountain.
Throughout the ages, I don’t know how many powerful ghosts and hell gods have been entrenched here. In addition, Jiuyin Mountain is one of the weakest points between the Netherworld and the Yang world. Some evil spirits in the human world also like to hide here, and they gradually become too big to escape.
The flattened Beimang Ghost Kingdom is even more dangerous and unpredictable.
In this place, the two realms overlap and yin and yang alternate. It has both the characteristics of the yang world and the characteristics of the netherworld. The natural secrets of heaven are mixed up and harbor evil and evil.
The Buddha's light was like a rainbow, breaking through the sky, scattering golden lotuses, and rushed into Jiuyin Mountain.
"Ho ho!!"
The many ghost kings, demons, and evil cultivators entrenched here all let out demonstrative roars.
Among them are the Great Ghost Emperor and the Great Sage of the Demon Clan.
But no one came forward, and the name of the Netherworld Cult Master was still very loud. They felt unhappy, but they did not dare to act rashly.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva reveals his fighting body, a flawless golden body, protected by Buddha flames, and drives straight in.
Not long after, he came to a main peak on the west side of Jiuyin Mountain, at the junction of Yin and Yang.
Here the yin and yang are reversed, the light and shadow colors are chaotic, the tributaries of Huangquan are filled with ghostly aura, and everything is blurred and gray.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's eyes were shining with the Buddha's light, as if he could see through the vast world. After observing the crack at the junction of the two worlds for a long time, he finally noticed something strange.
"It turns out that here, there is a gap between time and space!"
He was excited by it, and he went deeper and deeper, gradually approaching the entrance of the netherworld crack.
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The storm of time and space roars across the heaven and earth, tearing apart everything.
Where the two worlds of yin and yang meet, the environment is dangerous, and the gap between the void is even more dangerous. The rules of the human world and the underworld are almost incompatible. The forces of the two different worlds collide all the time, and the resulting force of time and space destruction can easily be touched by an immortal.
, will all be reduced to ashes.
Even the Golden Immortal can't hold on for a moment or three.
Generally speaking, even evil spirits would not stay in such a dangerous place, because the environment here is too harsh, with thin spiritual energy and many dangers, making it difficult to survive.
However, when Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva walked into it, he discovered that in such a bad place, there was a small world vaguely existing.
This small world rises and falls at the intersection of the two worlds, like a small boat in the sea. It may capsize at any time, but it remains standing.
"Ahhh! Help, help!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva observed this small world, and for the sake of caution, did not step into it rashly. He used his celestial eye and the power of listening to observe quietly.
"Help, help!"
The man's panicked scream could be heard faintly.
In the small world of Netherland, Tang Sanzang's true spirit seemed real and illusory, floating in the air and fleeing for his life.
A hellish evil god with three heads and six arms, an extremely ferocious appearance, and a skin as black as coal, with bloodthirsty eyes and a ferocious laugh, was chasing him all the way.
"Stop screaming, no one can save you even if your throat is broken by screaming!"
Before he finished speaking, he slapped his hand down, and the billowing demonic flames condensed into a large dark red seal, melting the vacuum of ten feet with one blow, and slapped Tang Monk on the back!
Bang!
The magic flame seal exploded, dark red sparks burst out, and each spark could burn a large area of space.
Tang Monk screamed in surprise, but he was safe and sound. The lotus mark between his eyebrows was covered with Buddha's light, as if there was a boundless pure land that was constantly growing. The powerful power blocked all outside interference.
The evil god's attack seemed to have hit him, but it was like trying to find the moon in the water, out of reach.
"Damn Sakyamuni, ah ah ah ah, you deserve to die!"
The evil god was furious, and the dark palms brought up a monstrous black tide, shattered the vacuum, shook the laws of heaven and earth, and attacked Tang Monk's true spirit.
Every strike he struck seemed to be destroying the world, the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, dark red demonic flames were burning, and everything was turning to ashes. However, such a violent attack was still unable to break through the thin shield of Buddha's light.
The Buddha's mark on the forehead of Tang Monk is supreme and noble, immortal for all aeons, and invulnerable to all laws.
"Black Rakshasa?"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stepped into this land between yin and yang. In an instant, the Buddha's light shone everywhere, the demonic fog and clouds receded, and golden lotuses continued to fall.
"Hey, here comes another one who wants to die."
The Black Rakshasa sneered, abandoned Tang Monk, his body skyrocketed, and turned into a giant monster with a green face, fangs, eyes like a blood moon, three heads and six arms, and a menacing momentum.
"Amitabha!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva recited a long chant of the Buddha's name, and the immeasurable Buddha's light condensed in his palm, and he pressed it with one palm.
boom!!
The Buddha's light shines in the underworld, encompassing the whole world, with magnificent momentum. A palm like a lotus falls on the Buddha's land, and the light is like a tsunami, overflowing the world!
Buddhaland in the palm of your hand!
"I'm afraid you won't make it!"
The black Rakshasa crushed the earth with one step, soared into the sky, and raised his palm, the great black god, to shake the Buddha's kingdom.
boom!!
Black clouds cover the sky and the sun, and the Buddha's light shines on the world. Two earth-shaking forces collide fiercely, shaking the entire small world of cracks. The sky collapses and the earth collapses, and the earth collapses thousands of miles away!
The golden sacred Buddha's light and the pitch-black evil and evil energy each occupy half of the world, canceling each other out and leading to a stalemate.
Both of them are in the early stage of quasi-sage, and their strength is not much different, making it difficult to suppress the other.
After a moment of stalemate, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was worried about the safety of Tripitaka, mobilized all his magic power, shouted low, and his golden body burst out with immeasurable brilliance, like the sun across the sky!
Boom boom boom!
He seemed to have transformed into a golden giant, with Buddha flames all over his body burning like lava. He held swords, alms bowls, golden bells, wooden fish, golden swords and other magic weapons in his multiple arms to attack the black Rakshasa.
"puff!"
The black Rakshasa could not withstand such a fierce attack, and the demonic energy all over his body collapsed. His body was broken by the magic weapon, and his blood spattered.
His demonic body was riddled with holes and fell to the ground, but he burst into laughter.
"Ksitigarbha, you have fallen into a trap!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was startled. Before he could make any move, a streak of blood ripped through the vacuum and struck from behind!
"puff!"
The shrill blood-colored sword light, with an all-extinguishing edge, defeated the Buddha's light. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Dharma Body was shaken, and a bright red blood line emerged from his forehead and spread all the way down his body, which was shocking.
He screamed in grief, and his golden body was split into two halves. He was unable to fall onto the lotus platform, and his blood instantly dyed the sky red.
"clank!"
The Jidu Demon Sword whistled softly, suspended in the sky, and emitted a shrill blood light.
The evil god Black Rakshasa laughed loudly, got up, opened his bloody mouth, and aimed at the dim golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva split in two, forming a devouring vortex.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, come and become one with me. When I defeat the Buddha and occupy the Lingshan Mountain, as a part of me, you can also be regarded as the master of Buddhism, hahahaha!"
Beside, Tang Sanzang's true spirit was trembling, his face full of despair.
It's over, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has shed blood here, can he still be alive?
"Amitabha and Black Rakshasa will never be seen again, but you still won't change your nature."
At this moment, a slightly older voice came from the outside world.
Then, a glazed fairy lamp swallowed brilliance, pushed through the storm of time and space, and landed in this underworld.
In an instant, the Buddha's light shines on the six paths, candles illuminate the heaven and earth, lotuses grow in the sky, Bodhisattvas are everywhere, the holy land of Lingshan, the Hengsha Buddha Kingdom, and the infinite pure lands continue to grow, and the whole world is shrouded in the radiance of the glazed fairy lamp!
An old monk with a painful face and as skinny as a stick stepped over.
His withered yellow hands stretched forward and slowly closed them, turning into two pieces of ancient and incomparable pure land of light, encompassing the heaven and the earth, and flanking the Jidu Demon Sword.
At the same time, a Bodhisattva in white appeared, holding a willow branch and flicking it gently.
Whoosh!
The green light was misty, cutting through the space, shattering everything, hitting the black Rakshasa and instantly tearing its skin apart, and blood burst out.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!"
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But he knew that he was no match for Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was approaching the late stage of quasi-sage, so he did not dare to be stubborn and took the opportunity to escape into the cracks in the earth.
Without looking back, he fled thousands of miles away, plunged into a dark abyss outside, and disappeared.
On the other side, Ji Du Dao was almost caught by the withered and yellow palms of the Randen Ancient Buddha.
At the moment of crisis, the magic sword screamed softly, and many mysterious magic symbols appeared on the blade. The blood was rolling, and there seemed to be twelve ancient demon gods roaring in the sky and the earth, showing their sharpness!
It let out a soft cry, and the blade revealed the terrifying bloody edge that would end all things and destroy all souls. It instantly cut through the pure land of light and the endless Buddhist kingdom, and flew away through the air!
When Liuli Leng tried to stop him, he heard a crisp "dang" sound and was knocked away by a knife.
"Oh, I'm getting old."
The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng put down his palm, and there was a line of blood on his palm, and a drop of Buddha's blood dropped.
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva swung a willow branch, and the green light flashed. He captured Tripitaka's true spirit, put it into a jade purification bottle, and sprinkled nectar divine water in an attempt to save Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was seriously injured, his golden body collapsed and he was in coma.
The nectar water only healed his superficial wounds but could not restore his golden body. In desperation, he had no choice but to put it into a jade bottle first and wait until he was brought back to Lingshan before he could think of a solution.
The evil god fled, the magic knife flew away, and the battle came to an end.
It was only then that Guanyin Bodhisattva let go of his anxious heart and breathed a sigh of relief.
She began to observe the underworld in this crack, and saw some murals and totems on some broken walls.
The dilapidated temples, abandoned altars, ancient shaman writings, and ancient burial pits filled with blood all made her frown.
"This seems to be a fragment of a certain ancestral witch's ancestral cave."
The ancient burning Buddha walked among the rubble, bent down and picked up a rusty bronze sword. He looked at the ancient sacrificial incantations on it and sighed for a long time.
Seeing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help but ask: "It seems to be related to the female devil. Should we ask Empress Houtu?"
Emperor Houtu was also an ancestral witch, so she should know about this fragment of the cave, right?
She must also know a lot about the female devil.
Randen Ancient Buddha shook his head and said: "Bei Mingxue and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not involved clearly. If we question Hou Tu, it will be difficult to get results."
After Sakyamuni was attacked by Bei Mingxue in Guixu Minghai, he noticed that this female devil had some characteristics of the ancestral witch. He came to Mingtu to visit Houtu, but he did not get any useful information. She just told him to be careful.
Take precautions, and there will be no further explanation.
Obviously, Queen Houtu’s attitude was very vague.
Guanyin Bodhisattva looked a little hesitant and said: "I originally thought this matter was done by...that person, but I never thought it was Bei Mingxue."
"It's hard to say, one is the backlash of eternal unfulfilled ambitions and degenerate beliefs, the demonic nature of Buddha, and the enemy of all Buddhas; the other inherits the legacy of the ancient witch clan, the calamity of heaven and earth, the enemy of the gods, and the demonic emperor. The two of them
, they are all from the same species."
Ran Deng Ancient Buddha said with a sad face.
The destiny has changed, and the future is full of fog, extremely turbulent and dangerous.
He no longer dared to say that the scripture retrieval project would be successful, and it was entirely possible that the project would be stillborn.
"Is this a calamity for the World Honored One, the Great Heavenly Lord?" Guanyin Bodhisattva looked worried and a little confused, "What about Emperor Gouchen?"
"The old monk doesn't know either."
The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng shook his head and said that he could not figure out Emperor Chen's path.
The two Buddhist bosses fell silent, and left the underworld with deep thoughts.
The ancient Buddha Ran Deng returned to the West with the seriously injured Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. There is an Eight Treasures Merit Pool on the Lingshan Mountain, which may be able to save him.
The Eight Treasures Merit Pool, which leads to the place where the Buddha was born, has the magical function of purifying filth, clarifying the mind and spirit, and reshaping the body. It is the most precious treasure of Buddhism. The seven-treasure thousand-leaf golden lotus growing in the pool is also a most precious treasure of Buddhism.
It can calm the mind and calm the mind, drive away evil spirits and eliminate inner demons. Its power is unpredictable.
Of course, it is still unknown whether Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can be saved. After all, the magic knife that injured him is also very difficult.
All we can say is that Buddhism will do its best to save him.
On the other side, Guanyin Bodhisattva rushed to Huangfengling and returned Tang Monk's true spirit and soul to his body, and sprinkled another drop of nectar.
The colorful nectar, surging with vitality, seeps in and acts as an adhesive to help Tang Monk's soul and body unite.
Under the watchful eyes of Bajie Wukong, Sha Seng and Bai Longma, after a while, Tang Seng succeeded in returning Yang. He opened his eyes in a daze and sat up.
"Thank you Bodhisattva for saving my life!"
Tang Sanzang understood what was going on, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed devoutly.
Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded, encouraged him a few words, and floated away on auspicious clouds.
Wukong surrounded Tang Seng, looked at him for a while, and said:
"Tsk tsk, you are really lucky. It's good to have someone to back you up."
He was killed by fierce soldiers and was able to recover even when his soul was gone. It must be said that the methods of the Buddhist boss are indeed very powerful.
As for the price he paid, he didn't know.
If he had known that Buddhism had almost lost a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he probably wouldn't have ridiculed him in such a big way.
The four masters and disciples continued on their way to the west.
………
The edge of the universe, the star of all spirits.
This is the ancestral land of the ten most powerful clans in the prehistoric times, the Spirit Clan.
The Spirit Tribe is a rather peculiar race. Most of the people in this race have no physical bodies and only cultivate their souls. Only when their souls are pure Yang, their golden nature is immortal, and they attain the Dao Daluo, can they condense their physical bodies.
The Royal Palace of the Spirit Clan is suspended on a fairy mountain. The temple is majestic, breathing endless spiritual energy, and the rays of rays fill the sea of clouds, making it sacred and extraordinary.
In the main hall, the lights are bright, the silk and bamboo are melodious, and the singing and dancing are peaceful.
A man and a woman were sitting at the top, chatting.
The Queen of the Spirit Butterfly wears a jade crown, her black hair is tied up, and her facial features are exquisite. She wears a silver gauze skirt with moiré water sleeves. She has icy muscles and jade bones, is noble and elegant, and has a pair of slender thighs overlapping each other, sexy and sultry.
She picked up the silver wine jug, smiled brightly, and poured a glass of Nine-Color Spirit Flower Immortal Brew for the distinguished guest.
"How come the God of War has time to visit this little place like mine?"
Ren was wearing a white imperial robe, showing no anger or authority. He picked up the wine glass and shook it. The fairy wine rippled slightly and was filled with nine colors of Tao Yun.
He smiled lightly and said:
"I have heard for a long time that the queen is of unparalleled elegance and is the pearl of all nations. When I pass by this place, I naturally want to take a look at her beauty."
The Queen of the Spirit Clan raised her dark eyebrows, raised her red lips, and smiled charmingly:
"Really, then I don't mind offering myself a pillow to serve His Majesty the God of War."
"Haha, just kidding."
Ren waved his hand and drank the fairy brew in one gulp.
This only caused the Queen of Spirit Discs to roll her eyes, as if his rejection made her a little dissatisfied.
Ren pretended not to see it, put down his wine glass, suddenly his expression straightened, and he said:
"Queen, do you know where Ancestor Qingyang has gone?"