Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva suddenly felt like he had been abandoned by his own faith.
The image of the Buddha behind him also transformed into an angry-glaring Buddha. A golden palm suddenly pressed down and moved towards Xu Ping.
Xu Ping, who was covered by the Buddha's palm, did not move, but looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in front of him with a look of contempt and even pity.
A Bodhisattva abandoned by his faith, after losing contact with the gods and Buddhas in the sky, is still working hard for his great aspirations.
Both respectable and sad.
The fairy court is closed and the Buddhist gate is gone.
Only by pulling him down, the original resentment in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's heart was infinitely amplified by Xu Ping's words.
The Buddha's palm hanging above Xu Ping's head was trembling slightly, and the power contained in it gave Xu Ping a strong sense of oppression, making it difficult for him to breathe.
But there was no trace of fear on his face, and he stood proudly with a generous and dedicated attitude.
"You, what are you going to do?"
Although the great monk had turned into a white lotus platform, he still had his own consciousness. Seeing Xu Ping's appearance at this time, he vaguely guessed that he planned to use his own life in exchange for the heavenly punishment of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
He wanted to stop it.
But now that he has no moral practice, he has exhausted all his strength to break through the confinement imposed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and transform into the White Lotus Platform. How can he stop it?
King Chu Jiang watched all this silently, his thoughts already flying to the sky.
After understanding Xu Ping's words, he looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with a somewhat pitiful look.
I thought I was the only one stuck on the road to immortality, with no way to reach heaven.
But at this moment, he realized that he was nothing compared to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in front of him.
The person in front of me had a chance to become a Buddha, but in the end, for some reason, he was completely abandoned by the Buddha.
He was even killed by his own followers when he was walking in the human world in his incarnation.
It is pitiable and deplorable to feel sympathy for each other.
"don't want!"
Zhong Kui yelled and immediately flew towards him, but it was not something he could interfere with under the palm of the Buddha. As fast as he flew in, he would be knocked away as fast as he flew.
Xu Ping was invited to the underworld by him. If he really died in front of his eyes, he would feel that it was all his responsibility.
But no one expected that even though Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had lost his mind, he would still hover the Buddha's palm in front of Xu Ping's forehead at the last moment.
The strong wind ruffled Xu Ping's hair. He looked determined, but there was a flash of disappointment in his eyes.
It's really a pity.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva lowered his head and glared at him. Deep in his heart, the last scar was completely uncovered.
He really felt like killing everyone present, including his own kind heart.
It could be said that every word Xu Ping said was like a knife piercing into his heart.
being abandoned.
The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, but I am the only one who remains here.
Betrayed.
He traveled to the underworld as an incarnation and was killed by his followers.
If an ordinary person had suffered such a change, he might have turned black long ago, but Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was naturally not an ordinary person, and he still persisted for a long time with great perseverance.
It wasn't until he completely stripped his kind heart from his body that he officially turned black.
"You're forcing me to kill you!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said softly.
Xu Ping did not hide his thoughts: "Yes, I am forcing you to kill me..."
At the end of his words, he added: "Do you dare?"
Xu Ping always maintained a compassionate expression, and it was this expression that was very dazzling in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's eyes.
It even made him dare not look directly into Xu Ping's eyes.
Facing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's question, Xu Ping didn't even know how to speak.
For many years, he ignored this problem and deceived himself.
But when Xu Ping uncovered the bloody scar, he really had the urge to kill Xu Ping desperately.
In this way, such a voice will never ring in my ears again.
"I won't kill..."
Before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva finished speaking, Xu Ping's eyes moved slightly and he said lightly: "The eternal Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva abandoned by the Buddha..."
"Hello!"
Xu Ping grinned happily when he said this.
With a bang, these words exploded in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's heart.
He was completely unable to control his actions. The Buddha's palm hanging in the air suddenly pressed down. With the blessing of Buddha's Dharma, the power of the Buddha's palm had the power to destroy everything.
Even Xu Ping was immediately shattered into powder under the palm of this Buddha.
…
Renjia Town, Yizhuang.
After learning that Xu Ping had gone to the underworld, Uncle Jiu immediately lit an ever-burning lamp for him according to Xu Ping's instructions.
This is what every living person must have when going to the underworld.
Although the situation when Xu Ping went to the underworld was a bit special, and the ever-bright lantern was added later, it actually did not affect it.
Gu Nianhua, on the other hand, stayed in front of the ever-burning lamp every day and every night, fearing that the lamp would go out. It could be said that she was always on tenterhooks.
"Huahua, it's already very late. You should go back to sleep. During this period, you haven't had a good rest and your practice has been wasted."
Uncle Jiu was wearing a mandarin jacket, holding an oil lamp, and spoke slowly.
Gu Nianhua looked worried, and felt an inexplicable palpitation in her heart. She turned her head to look at Master and said, "Master, go to sleep, I can't sleep."
As she spoke, she said worriedly: "Brother Xu suddenly went to the underworld without telling anyone. How could I not be worried? I have no intention of practicing. I'm sorry, Master. When Brother Xu comes back, I will practice harder."
"well!"
Uncle Jiu sighed quietly.
The young apprentice in front of him looked like this, and his heart probably belonged to someone else. After sighing, he said directly: "This kid is the same. He didn't say a word about such a big thing."
Gu Nianhua forced a smile: "Maybe Brother Xu doesn't want us to worry."
Uncle Jiu nodded and looked outside the room: "Hey, why haven't those two girls from the Yang family come to accompany you in the past few days?"
Gu Nianhua said: "Master, it's not like you don't know what's going on outside now. Their business is getting more and more important. You shouldn't have time to come here today."
"Huahua, you..."
"Master, what do you want to say?" Gu Nianhua raised her head curiously.
Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment and said: "When Xu Ping comes back from the underworld this time, I will take the initiative to talk to him, so that you will not have to think about it all day long."
"say what?"
Gu Nianhua frowned. Just after she asked, she seemed to have guessed something again. The huge flames reflected on her face, revealing a shy blush.
"Hahaha……"
Uncle Jiu laughed loudly: "Your master, I am not that pedantic. How can I not know the thoughts of you young people?"
"only……"
Gu Nianhua asked: "Just what?"
Uncle Jiu said: "I see that boy has a lot of tricks, and those two girls from the Yang family are just like you. Have you really thought about it clearly?"
Gu Nianhua didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and then seemed to feel embarrassed again, and said: "Let's talk about it after Brother Xu comes back."
Uncle Jiu chuckled, put the oil lamp on the table, and walked towards the room, "You should go to bed early too."
Gu Nianhua then stood up and said respectfully: "I understand, Master, please rest early."
After Uncle Jiu left, Gu Nianhua sat down again and looked at the bright lamp in front of her without blinking.
The slightest trembling of the flames could make her heart tremble violently.
suddenly.
A gust of evil wind came from nowhere, and the door of Yizhuang was blown open in an instant, and the lantern hanging at the door was also swaying crazily in the strong wind.
The wind howled outside the house, like a ghost wailing.
When Gu Nianhua felt this evil wind, she stood up suddenly and used her body to block the swaying lamp.
At this moment.
The door inside Yizhuang was also blown open by the strong wind, and waves of evil wind rushed into the house.
At this moment, the room was completely dark.
The everlasting light is out!
Gu Nianhua screamed in the darkness, and the scream instantly woke up Uncle Jiu and Wencai, who rushed over.
Gu Nianhua was at a loss in the darkness and cried out: "Master, Master, the ever-glamorous lamp has gone out."
To say that this evil wind comes and goes quickly, it is also extremely strange.
After blowing out the ever-burning lamp, it stopped instantly.
Uncle Jiu took a breath of cold air, and with a serious look on his face, he lit the oil lamp again, and Wencai also lit the lights up and down the Yizhuang.
"Xiao Xu had an accident in the underworld."
After all, Uncle Jiu is an experienced and upright Taoist priest. Although he is slightly panicked, he can still be relied on at this critical moment.
He remembered what Xu Ping had conveyed to him in the underworld.
If the eternal lamp goes out, don't hesitate to open an altar immediately to summon his soul.
Although Uncle Jiu found it strange, once the ever-light lamp went out, it meant that this person must be dead.
How can there be souls that can be summoned? Besides, the body is not seen yet. Even if the souls are summoned, where can they put them?
However, Xu Ping told him that Uncle Jiu was still in an orderly manner and opened the altar to summon the spirits according to his instructions.
Gu Nianhua stopped crying now and started to fight next to her, with a tear-stained face full of determination.
"Wencai, go to the backyard immediately, get a big rooster, tie the red string to the rooster's feet, and throw the other end of the red string to the intersection closest to Yizhuang."
Wencai immediately responded, took the red rope, and ran out.
Everything is orderly and orderly in chaos.
This was a scene that Uncle Jiu had rehearsed before, just in case. Where was the nearest crossroad? There were always big roosters in the village.
A yellow talisman weapon is always ready.
"Huahua, hold this big rooster and call Xu Ping's name. Remember, don't stop for a moment."
Gu Nianhua stood in the yard of Yizhuang, holding a big rooster with the birth date of Xu Ping on it, and shouted:
"Xu Ping!"
"Xu Ping!"
"..."
Xu Ping's name kept hovering in the night sky, and at this time, there were some stars twinkling in the cloudless night sky.
Uncle Jiu was sitting in the house, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, stepping on steely steps, muttering something in his mouth, and keeping his eyes fixed on the ever-burning lamp on the altar.
The current situation is a bit special. There is no physical body next to the altar. In fact, Uncle Jiu is not sure.
If the eternal lamp can light up, it means that Xu Ping's soul has been called back.
"Xu Ping~"
"Xu Ping~"
Gu Nianhua screamed one after another, hovering over Yizhuang.
And when Yang Feiyan and Yang Feiying came outside Yizhuang, they heard Gu Nianhua's voice from a distance, ignored it, and their expressions changed at the same time.
They ran wildly towards Yizhuang.
At this moment, Yang Feiyan's short legs were much faster than her sister, and she arrived at Yizhuang first.
"When did my sister's Qinggong improve so quickly?"
This thought flashed through Yang Feique's mind quickly, and he and his sister rushed into Yizhuang together.
Seeing the scene in front of them, especially when the ever-burning light inside the house was turned off, their expressions became even more ugly.
Can't help but explain.
Then he joined the soul-calling sequence.
…
inside the house.
Uncle Jiu had sweat pouring from his forehead.
Opening the altar to call for souls consumes a lot of energy, but his actions never stopped at all.
This situation lasted for several hours, and it was almost dawn. If Xu Ping's soul could not be called back before the rooster crows and the eternal lamp was lit, it would basically mean failure.
Uncle Jiu is getting more and more anxious.
The voices of the three women outside the house had become hoarse, and they even said their throats felt salty.
It really broke my throat.
Just when they fell into despair, Uncle Jiu suddenly felt that the ever-burning lamp seemed to light up for a moment, and sparks appeared on the wick.
He raised his eyebrows, felt happy in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Don't stop."
The three women outside the house were overjoyed and shouted even harder.
Suddenly.
There was a thud outside the house, and a figure fell from the void. The shouts of the three women stopped for a moment, and then they burst into excited voices.
"Brother Xu, Brother Xu is back."
"Brother Xu, how are you?"
"..."
Uncle Jiu in the room took a closer look and saw that the evergreen lamp was on. He threw away the mahogany sword and ran out quickly.
The three women gathered around Xu Ping. Uncle Jiu immediately stepped forward and placed his palm on Xu Ping's chest, feeling the weak heartbeat.
He breathed a long sigh of relief. Although everything that happened was beyond his comprehension, he knew in his heart that Xu Ping was alive.
What fell from the void was the body that Xu Ping had previously used to cast a space spell and exiled to the space.
He extracted one of his three souls and seven souls and placed them in his body, in order to guide Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to take action against him.
Not only can he achieve his goal of killing ghosts, destroying his ambition, and attracting divine punishment, but he can also save his own life.
The only uncertain factor is that Uncle Jiu can react immediately and summon the soul to pull Xu Ping's body and remnant soul out of the void space.
"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"
Uncle Jiu was trembling with excitement.
"Kekeke..."
At this moment, the rooster in Gu Nianhua's hand just started to crow.
Its daybreak.
Xu Ping slowly opened his eyes and saw Uncle Jiu, Gu Nianhua, Yang Feiyan, Yang Feique, and Wencai standing aside, smiling at him.
He said sincerely: "Thank you!"
Hearing Xu Ping's voice, everyone really felt relieved and burst out crying louder: "Brother Xu, you scared me to death."
Xu Ping was also very moved, but he broke away from this state in an instant, stood up immediately, and used the energy of chaos to preemptively repair the impact of the residual soul on his body.
The problem of incomplete soul needs time to make up for.
But now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that cannot be missed. He looked at Uncle Jiu and said, "Uncle Jiu, I have to go to the underworld. When I come out of the underworld, I will thank you in person."
He took a deep look at everyone, took out the ghost hunting order, threw it in the air, turned it into a netherworld passage, and jumped directly into it.