"On the contrary, the poor monk has a great disciple, the Monkey King, the Monkey King who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace and the underworld five hundred years ago. The poor monk has an elder brother, Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earthly immortals. The poor monk has a master who is Xitian Lingshan.
Tathagata Buddha." Tang Sen finished speaking in one breath and looked expectantly at the change in King Yama's face.
Sure enough, King Yama's expression changed from disdain to solemnity, then to surprise, and finally to fear.
At this time, King Yama felt as uncomfortable as riding a roller coaster. When he heard Sun Wukong, something was not right, until he heard Zhen Yuanzi and Tathagata Buddha, his expression suddenly changed.
Naturally, he didn't care about the monkey. He was just acting at that time. It's really ridiculous to say that Sun Wukong really has the ability to cause trouble in the underworld.
But the other two are the real big shots, and they are both first-class giants in the three realms.
An ancestor of the Earth Immortal, the Three Pure Ones and the Six Imperial Emperors are all his juniors. This is one of the oldest great gods in the prehistoric times.
The other one is the famous Tathagata Buddha, who is in charge of the Western Buddhist orthodoxy.
Who is this monk? He is actually related to these big guys.
At that moment, King Yama was really frightened. He came back to his senses and glared at the judge next to him.
The judge next to him had an earth-colored face and was shaking like chaff. He was the one who was really sweating. He never thought that the extraordinary identity Ma Mian said was so extraordinary. One was a disciple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and the other was even more outrageous.
He was actually the brother of Zhen Yuanzi and a disciple of Tathagata Buddha. Each of these two people had a bigger background than the other, but he couldn't afford to offend either of them.
By chance, he also saw the look in the eyes of King Yama glaring at him.
Yes, wait for death this time!
The judge was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
"Holy, Holy Monk, I wonder what the Holy Monk has to do with the little king?" King Yama immediately said cautiously.
Normally, as the steward of the underworld, he does not have to be so groveling and cautious when facing Buddhism, but now, who wants to make him right?
"Um, what does King Yama mean? A poor monk is just a little monk." Tang Sen looked at King Yama with a half-smile and said.
"Why should the holy monk be like this? The little king already knows his mistake. It is the little king who has blind eyes and cannot see Mount Tai. He has neglected the holy monk. I hope the holy monk can forgive me." King Yama had a bitter smile on his face, but he had no choice but to apologize.
He really can't afford to offend this monk.
Seeing that King Yama admitted his mistake, Tang Sen no longer held on to his mistakes. After all, he had something to ask for this time and it was not easy to stalemate the relationship.
"To be honest with the King of Hell, this poor monk came to the precious land to ask for something." Tang Sen said seriously.
King Yama also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Tang Sen was no longer biting.
If Tang Sanzang really held on to him, even though he didn't make a big mistake, he might still have to be punished. It would be best if he let himself go now.
So when he heard the request from Tang Sen, King Yama agreed.
"Holy monk, please tell me, I can't guarantee anything else, but there is nothing that I, King Yama, cannot do in this one-third of an acre of land in the underworld."
Tang Sen was slightly happy to hear that King Yama was so generous.
"Of course, this matter is a trivial matter for the king." Tang Sen said with a slight smile.
Hearing Tang Sen's compliment, King Yama felt very comfortable. Normally, no one would flatter him, but how could this compare.
Different people have completely different feelings when they say the same thing.
Who is saying this now? He is the brother of the ancestor of the Earthly Immortals and the disciple of Tathagata Buddha. For such a person to compliment himself, King Yama felt a little arrogant.
"Holy monk, don't be polite. If you have anything to do, just ask."
"Since the king is so generous, the poor monk said it bluntly. The poor monk was ordered to travel to the west. Now he passed through the territory of the Wuji Kingdom. The king of the Wuji Kingdom was killed by a monster and his body was abandoned in the well for several years. The poor monk
The monk was entrusted by him to help him return his yang, and he also asked Lord Yan to help him generously." Tang Sen said slowly.
"That's it?" King Yama couldn't believe it.
At first, when I saw Tang Sen being so solemn, I thought it was something big, and I was still worried, but now, is this it?
Is it a big deal for him, King Yama, to let go of his soul?
"Holy Monk, is this person sure to have died unjustly? Didn't he break any taboos?" King Yama asked nervously as if something suddenly occurred to him.
According to the rules, the souls of those who died unjustly are all in the City of Unjust Death, but I can make the decision to help them rehabilitate themselves.
In fact, this is the responsibility of the underworld, but there are too many innocent souls in the underworld every day, and no one can deal with it. Over time, all Yan Junjiu let it go and went directly according to the normal death process. Drink Meng Po soup, and then follow the normal death process.
Merit and reincarnation.
But if someone violates some taboo of a big shot or violates some taboo of heaven and earth, then even if such a person gives King Yama a hundred courages, he will not dare to let him return Yang.
Tang Sen naturally understood King Yama's worries and immediately calmed his mind by saying, "Don't worry, Mr. Yama, this man is the king of a small country. He has been doing good all his life and has done no evil. Unfortunately, he was harmed by monsters. Whenever something happens, just come here."
Just look for the poor monk."
Everyone can say something, but few are willing to bear the responsibility. After hearing the promise made by Tang Sen, King Yama no longer hesitated.
"Xiao Wang naturally believes in the holy monk." King Yama said kindly while hiding from Tang Sen.
But when he turned around, he yelled angrily at both sides.
"Judge, judge, where did you die? Judge!"
The judge, who was still pitying himself on his ill-fated fate, was coldly in a trance, but he still did not dare to neglect when he heard the call of King Yama. He immediately straightened the crown on his head, straightened the folds of his clothes, dusted off the dust on his body, and his face was filled with tears.
Lots of laughter.
"Hey, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I'm here." The judge, who was bending down, raising his hands, and with a flattering smile on his face, squeezed out of the crowd and greeted King Yama.
Looking at the judge's appearance, Tang Sen couldn't help laughing. He looked so much like Captain Jia, who saved the country through curves.
So similar, so similar!
"Hmph, you kid, please write down what happened this time. Now go to the City of Wasted Death and bring back a soul. It's the king of the Wuji Kingdom. He is probably..." King Yama's anger has not subsided. It was this kid who almost offended him.
I married a noble man, but fortunately I was alert and managed to save him. Halfway through his words, King Yama turned to look at Tang Sen and asked.
"Holy Monk, when did this king die?" There is too much soul flow in the underworld every day. It is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a person. You need to know the time of death and narrow down the scope for accurate search.
"Um, it was probably three years ago. I don't remember it very clearly." Tang Sen also said uncertainly. Did the King of Silky Chickens say when he died? He really didn't remember much, he just remembered
About three years ago.
"Did you hear that? Go to the City of Fusi to find the King of the Wuji Kingdom who died two and a half to three and a half years ago, and take someone with him. Go quickly!" King Yama's smiling face immediately turned into an angry face when he reached the judge, and he roared.
road.
"Yes, yes, yes, I will go now, I will go now." The judge agreed hurriedly, bending down to salute King Yama, Tang Sen, and Daoming in turn, then exited the hall and rushed towards the City of Fushun.
"Holy Monk, Master Daoming, please sit down. Although my subordinates are not very effective, their work efficiency is still somewhat commendable. I think there will be good news soon." King Yama ordered people to move here.
There were two chairs, inviting Tang Sen and the two of them to sit down and wait.
Tang Sen took a look at these two chairs. They were extraordinary. They were completely black, but they were made of the top-grade dark wood. They would be worth thousands of gold in the world, but they are priceless and have no market. If you want to ask what the value is, there is no other.
Nourish the soul.
Tang Sen was naturally not polite and sat down generously. Dao Ming also sat down following him. He knew very well that the master wanted him to follow him, which was to support Tang Sen. Naturally, he did not overwhelm the guest and followed Tang Sen quietly.
That’s it.
The person in front of him was the king of the underworld, and naturally he also had many unique insights into the soul, such as how to cultivate the soul, how to strengthen the soul, etc. Tang Sen seized the opportunity and gradually began to talk in depth.
Naturally, King Yama did not hide his secrets at all and spoke out his thoughts.
One is thirsty for knowledge and the other is deliberately flattering. Naturally, they talk happily and laugh happily.
I don’t know how long it took, but someone came forward to report it.
"Your Majesty, the judge is back and waiting outside the palace."
This sudden words interrupted Tang Sen, but when he heard that it was business, even though he was reluctant to leave, it ended the academic discussion.
Tang Sen's face was full of smiles. This conversation with King Yama was fruitful and it was a worthwhile trip.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Yan, for teaching me." Tang Sen bowed respectfully. A master is a teacher, not to mention someone who has taught me so much.
"Holy monk, you don't have to be like this. The little king also appreciates talented people. I have never seen a smart person like the holy monk before drinking. However, let's do business first." King Yama squinted his eyes and said
Said with a smile on his face.
This Tang Sen is really a good young man. Although he lacks knowledge about the soul, he is able to draw inferences from one instance and occasionally ask questions that make him feel enlightened. Perhaps it is more appropriate to talk about Tao this time.
Learning from each other, I also gained a lot.
"Here comes the judge." King Yama sat majestically on the high hall and said loudly.
After a while, the judge came with a middle-aged man who looked a little like an emperor. He was wearing a sky-high crown, blue field jade, and worry-free shoes. He was the king of the Black Chicken Kingdom that Tang Sen had seen in his dream.
The King of the Wuji Kingdom was still shocked and scared, so the judge led a group of people to the City of Fusi to search everyone, and finally realized that the person he was looking for was him.
I don’t know why the King of Wuji Kingdom was still uneasy because it was said that King Yama was calling him, but when he saw Tang Sen sitting next to King Yama, he immediately felt relieved.
His three souls and seven souls returned to the City of Wasted Death, but because of the protection of the Water Spirit Pearl, he was able to maintain his intelligence. After ending the power of this treasure and the outside help of the Jing Dragon King, he was able to open up the boundary between the human and the underworld and seek help from Tang Sen.
Now the eminent monk whom he had placed high hopes on was sitting in the high hall. The king of Wuji Kingdom did not know that he was coming to save him, and he burst into tears for a while.