On the second day of February, the dragon raises its head.
In the early morning, a strange red sun slowly rose in the eastern sky, and blood-red light penetrated the clouds and fell, dyeing the land of Kyushu red.
The people of Kyushu all got up early today, walked out of their homes, and looked up at the sky with solemn expressions.
In the sky, Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha is still chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name, influencing the world with his compassionate heart and guiding people to do good.
He has been preaching Buddhism for more than a month, and has influenced many good men and women. They have built golden statues of Buddha in the halls, offered incense to them, knelt down to worship the Buddha every day, and sincerely do good deeds.
However, more people don't believe it, and even sneer and curse.
Especially practitioners.
Their lives were at stake, and they wanted to see immediate results, but Ksitigarbha God could not stop the growth of the red stinging thunder. Those believers who knelt down in front of the Buddha devoutly, and even Ksitigarbha himself, no matter how many times they recited it
Amitabha, the red sting thunder in his body is constantly growing.
In the eyes of cultivators, if it has no effect, then it is a liar, and they naturally do not believe it.
Fortunately, Ksitigarbha's true form was hidden, otherwise he would have been beaten to death by the grumpy cultivators as a liar.
Ksitigarbha is very helpless about this, because the guidance given by Buddha is that only when all living beings in Kyushu work together to do good, can they move the way of heaven to take back the doomsday disaster. He cannot kill all the living beings who do not believe and do not do good.
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"It would be great if Zhang Xiaozhu believed and cooperated with the poor monk."
So he thought.
But Zhang Xiaozu not only didn't believe it, but went against him and actually wanted to lead all creatures in Kyushu to kill the way of heaven.
This is simply asking for death.
Even the ancient gods responded to the disaster one by one, and no one could escape the catastrophe of heaven. How could Zhang Xiaozu, a mere mortal, as insignificant as an ant, resist the catastrophe of heaven?
The result of resistance will only anger Heaven and make the doomsday disaster more severe.
To be honest, in the past month, Ksitigarbha had more than once the evil thought of killing Zhang Xiaopeng and clearing the roadblocks, but every time he had the thought of killing, he was immediately killed by chanting Amitabha.
, firstly, his compassionate heart did not allow him to pick up the butcher knife, and secondly, the young monk did not allow him.
"Amitabha, the wind rises and falls, the flowers bloom and wither, everything has already been determined. Even if I, a monk, am reborn, I can't stop it."
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha sighed helplessly in his heart.
Originally according to Buddha
The prophecy given to him by his ancestors was that the catastrophe of the end of the world would come in two or three years. He had a lot of time to spread Buddhism and influence the world. However, the catastrophe of the end of the world suddenly came early and he had no time to deal with it. It can only be said that this was already destined.
Catastrophe.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright.
Suddenly, auspicious clouds surged over Kyushu, with thousands of auspicious colors. The light obscured the figure of Ksitigarbha, instantly attracting the attention of the people of Kyushu.
"here we go!"
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha's eyes were focused, he stopped chanting, and looked at the majestic figure coming out of the auspicious clouds.
"here we go!"
The Jiuzhou cultivators also choked for breath, and their bodies tightened involuntarily and became tense.
Because if the Dao of Heaven is not successful, benevolence will be achieved. In other words, if the Dao of Heaven fails today, they will all be killed by the Dao of Heaven and disappear into ashes, without even a chance to be reincarnated.
"I, Zhang Dayong, have met you all!"
Zhang Xiaozhu walked out slowly amid the auspicious clouds and auspicious colors, looked down at the land of Kyushu with kind eyes, and bowed deeply.
"We will pay homage to the Lord of the Nine Provinces and wish our Lord great blessings and longevity!"
The overlords on the mountain, as well as the millions of cultivators gathered at the foot of the mountain, all respectfully paid homage to Zhang Xiaozu.
This spectacular scene was projected by the space formation to all directions of Kyushu, including the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, the Place of Exile and the Underworld, and was presented to the eyes of all the people of Kyushu.
The people of Kyushu were shocked by the sight before them, and they knelt down involuntarily to worship, shouting long live the mountain.
Seeing this, Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha couldn't help but smile bitterly, saying that his one month's efforts were not as good as Zhang Xiaozu's appearance. If Zhang Xiaozu could cooperate with him in carrying out the salvation plan, there might be a glimmer of hope.
With this thought, he immediately stood up and prepared to go to Zhang Xiaopou to persuade him to give up the stupid idea of killing the way of heaven and join him in urging the world to do good.
He couldn't help but regret that he hadn't done this earlier.
"Where are you going, Your Excellency?"
Suddenly, a burly figure walked out of the void and stopped in front of Ksitigarbha.
Ksitigarbha God looked up and down at the visitor, his expression suddenly
However, he showed a bit of respect and asked without answering, "Your Excellency has a breath of Emperor Dongyue on your body. Could it be that Emperor Dongyue was reincarnated?"
"Emperor Dongyue? I don't know him."
The visitor shook his head and said, "I am an idle official in the underworld, and my name is Emperor Tianqi. It sounds quite bluffing, but it is not as prestigious as the title of Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha, but these are not important. What is important is that my name was during my lifetime.
Zhang Qingsong, Zhang Xiaozu’s biological grandfather, is here to advise you not to disobey God."
Hearing this, the Ksitigarbha God said, "It is Zhang Xiaopeng who defies nature and disobeys orders. It is you, not a poor monk. The poor monk persuades people to do good and follow the way of heaven."
"No matter what your status was in your previous life, be it a Buddha, a Bodhisattva, or even the Supreme Emperor of Heaven, since you were born in Kyushu in this life, you are a member of Kyushu, and you must obey the orders of the Lord of Kyushu, otherwise you will be disobeying heaven. Do you understand?
"Butcher Zhang's eyes were cold and he said in a warning tone.
The eyes of the Ksitigarbha God were suddenly covered with a layer of golden light. He stared at Butcher Zhang for a moment, as if he had seen through Zhang Butcher's past and present lives, and then said, "Your Excellency just inherited a weak trace of Emperor Taihao."
His strength can’t even be called a reincarnated body, but his tone is quite impressive.”
brush!
Zhang Butcher flicked his right hand and held a bloody long knife in his hand. He stood with the sword horizontally and stared at Ksitigarbha with an unkind expression. He said in a cold voice, "Although you are the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha, your divine power has not yet been fully awakened and your combat power is weak.
Believe it or not, I will cut off your cause and effect, destroy your soul, and make you disappear from heaven and earth?"
Ksitigarbha God stared at the long knife in Butcher Zhang's hand, with a look of fear on his face, and said in shock, "Your Excellency has actually obtained this murderous weapon, but this knife has lost its soul, and its power is almost non-existent. Poor monk."
Although the current combat power is weak, there is no need to fear it." .??.
As he spoke, he reached forward with his right hand, grabbed a gold-tin Zen staff from the void, and punched the ground heavily.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The six rings on the Zen staff are interlocked and collide with each other, shooting out streams of golden light, which seems to have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
"Yeah?"
Butcher Zhang's expression darkened, and he stamped his foot. In an instant, ghost energy spurted out from the ground, opened the door to the underworld, borrowed the divine power of the underworld, and suppressed the golden light of the Zen staff.
"snort!"
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha snorted coldly, raised his gold and tin Zen staff and struck the ground again.
He wants Zhang Tufu to know that his Ksitigarbha god is also the master of the underworld, and can also open the door to the underworld and summon the power of the underworld, and his methods are a hundred times more powerful than Zhang Tufu, the unorthodox Tianqi Emperor.
Boom!
The ground shook violently.
Zhang Butcher looked solemn, waiting for the Ksitigarbha God to use more powerful power. He didn't know if he could handle it. However, after waiting for ten breaths, he didn't see the Ksitigarbha God to use a stronger power. He couldn't help but look confused.
There was a look of doubt on Ksitigarbha's face, and then he raised his gold and tin Zen staff and struck the ground again.
Boom!
The ground shook heavily.
However, the picture of the gate of hell that Ksitigarbha expected did not appear.
"what's the situation?"
Ksitigarbha God looked at the gold and tin Zen staff in his hand in confusion.
Butcher Zhang understood Ksitigarbha's actions and said with a smile, "It is said that Ksitigarbha was one of the rulers of the underworld in ancient times. A gold-tin Zen staff can open the door to hell and examine the endless hell. Unfortunately, there is only Kyushu in Kyushu now."
There is no ancient underworld in the underworld. If you want to open the door to the ancient underworld, you must first find the lost ancient underworld."
When the Ksitigarbha God heard this, his body suddenly trembled.
He has always thought that the current Kyushu is no different from the ancient Kyushu of his time, but Zhang Butcher's words told him that today's Kyushu is not the ancient one, and even when the ancient one returns, what awaits it is not the return of the familiar, but the return of things.
Right and wrong are out of place.
Ancient Kyushu has passed away, and new Kyushu is being established.
Buzz!
The blood-transforming magic knife in Butcher Zhang's hand suddenly made a clanging sound, and a gray-yellow power surged out from the blade, swirling around it.
"Chaos energy!"
Ksitigarbha God suddenly stared at the gray-yellow power swirling around the blade and exclaimed.
For a moment, deep fear arose in his heart, because the power of chaos can cut off cause and effect. If Zhang Butcher cuts off cause and effect, his soul, which has not yet fully arrived, will never come back.
So he silently put away the gold and tin Zen staff, then clasped his hands and saluted Zhang Butcher. Even in ancient times, no one dared to look down upon the guy who could understand the power of chaos.
