Chapter 246 Ghost Soldiers Fighting Buddha Soldiers
After listening to what Di Ting said, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva cast his gaze into the distance.
I saw black clouds rolling in the sky in the distance, and the evil spirit filled the sky, which was overwhelming. There was also a howling wind, and the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling.
Seeing this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva showed neither sadness nor joy. He first announced the Buddha's name: "Namo Sakyamuni Buddha!"
Then he said to Di Ting: "Keep going!" Then he closed his eyes and said nothing.
I couldn't help but keep moving forward.
Ksitigarbha entered the underworld this time for the "Tao". No matter what difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, she will not waver, let alone change the "Tao".
With every step Di Ting takes, many figures will appear in the Buddha's light behind her.
These figures, wearing golden armor and holding sharp blades, look like heavenly weapons regardless of their appearance.
However, they all have a bright bald head, and their appearance is a little strange. These are evil ghosts that were transformed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva through Buddhism, and now they have become Buddhist soldiers of Buddhism.
As Listening continued to move forward, more and more Buddhist soldiers appeared behind him.
When he met the red-haired ghost king, there were tens of thousands of people behind him.
Although they looked like a large number of people, both in terms of cultivation and formation, they were far from the red-haired ghost king's hundred thousand ghost soldiers.
When the two meet, one side is full of ghosts and evil spirits, while the other side is filled with Buddha light and majestic treasures.
From an ordinary person's point of view, one can distinguish between good and evil, good and evil, only by appearance. However, the way of ghosts and immortals is also one of the great ways of heaven and earth.
Although it is at the end of the Five Immortals, its orthodox status cannot be denied. However, the magic power of the ghost immortals in the netherworld is not pure enough, so it looks eerie and terrifying.
It is quite difficult for orthodox ghost immortals to achieve their goals, but their immortal light is also very clear and pure.
As the saying goes, pure yang is the immortal, and pure yin is the ghost. Although ghosts and immortals cannot be pure yang, they can also learn the way of pure yin.
Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and the way of pure yin is no inferior to that of pure yang.
However, it is very difficult for ghosts to cultivate the Tao, and there are constant disasters and calamities along the way. Therefore, many ghost cultivators do not follow the right path.
Even the red-haired ghost king who has entered the realm of Taiyi still looks very mixed with his fairy light.
This further makes it more difficult for the ghosts and immortals to make progress.
Since the beginning of the world, in these countless years, the ghost immortal with the highest cultivation level is no more than Daluo Jinxian.
Among the five immortals of heaven, earth, gods and ghosts, only ghosts and immortals are like this. Even gods and immortals have some who have entered the Hunyuan.
The red-haired ghost king looked at the army behind him and then at the Buddhist soldiers in front of him, feeling even more disdainful.
They are just some forcibly converted evil ghosts. Compared with the elite soldiers behind him who have been trained for countless years, they are simply child's play.
For a moment, he suddenly felt heroic in his heart and soared into the air. He flew in mid-air, waved his hand, and countless ferocious auras condensed into a knife, which he slashed in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
A bottomless crack suddenly appeared on the earth, and then the voice of the red-haired ghost king came.
"He who comes is stopped!"
Tingting couldn't help but stop, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to contain infinite light.
Just looking at the red-haired ghost king calmly, the red-haired ghost king felt infinite light shooting towards him.
He snorted coldly, and the strange vision in his eyes suddenly dissipated. However, his heart tightened. I am afraid that things will not be rectified this time.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was the first to ask: "Who is coming? Why are you blocking the road?"
Hearing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's question, the red-haired ghost king recovered his mind and said: "I am the red-haired ghost king, and my country is ahead of me. I ask the Bodhisattva to change his path!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said without hesitation: "I want to live from now on, but I cannot change my path."
When she enters the underworld this time, she should follow Huanghuang's general trend and establish a foundation in this netherworld without any retreat.
If there is even the slightest hesitation, you will be attacked by a group of monks from the Netherworld. If Buddhism wants to settle down in this Netherworld, a fight is indispensable.
The red-haired ghost king did not expect this Buddhist Bodhisattva to be so tough, and simply regarded his army of one hundred thousand as nothing.
It is unbearable!
If he retreats like this, he may not be able to gain a foothold in this underworld. There is no mercy in this underworld, and the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle.
Once you show your weak side, you will inevitably be swallowed up by other ghost kings.
The red-haired ghost king also said in a cold voice: "My army of one hundred thousand is here. If you insist, feel free to come!"
After speaking, he did not listen to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's reply and went straight back to the army. He wanted to see what this Buddhist disciple was capable of.
The situation in the field suddenly became extremely cold, and a battle between the two sides was about to break out. However, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not seem to see it, and still drove Tingting to move forward.
quiet!
Quiet!
very quiet!
Very quiet!
At this time, there were many people around, but everything was completely silent. The eyes of hundreds of thousands of people were all fixed on the figure of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
Watching her take one step, two steps, three steps, until her figure came to the crack, and then, Di Ting stepped across the deep and terrifying crack without hesitation.
When Diting carried Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva across the crack, the green-black face of the red-haired ghost king suddenly looked even darker.
He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Kill!"
With just one simple word, the situation in the field suddenly changed from extremely quiet to extremely turbulent. Upon hearing the order, one hundred thousand ghost soldiers immediately used black clouds of energy to kill towards Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva overwhelmingly.
A group of Buddhist soldiers behind Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva saw endless evil ghosts coming to kill them, and they all chanted the Buddha's name: "Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"
Then he killed the ghost soldiers with an expressionless face. Although they were out of formation, they had the feeling of looking forward to death and saying, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Soldiers from both sides fought hand to hand, and from time to time ghost soldiers or Buddhist soldiers were killed. Each one turned into ashes and disappeared between heaven and earth.
However, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva seemed not to see it and just kept walking forward. Whenever a ghost approached, he would be enlightened by the light of the Buddha behind him.
The converted ghost soldiers will turn around and kill their former teammates. Looking at their actions, they don't even remember their old feelings at all, as if they were enemies of life and death.
The two sides fought in melee for a long time. Although the Buddhist soldiers suffered more casualties, there were constantly converted ghost soldiers joining them.
The red-haired ghost king's eyelids twitched at the sight. This was an elite soldier that he had only trained over thousands of years. It was no less impressive than God's heavenly soldiers.
Now many people died from killing each other, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.
After a long time, almost all the soldiers on the Buddhist side were killed. Only a very small number of Buddhist soldiers followed Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and they were able to survive.
As Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva continued to advance, new ghost soldiers continued to join him. The red-haired ghost king saw his ghost soldiers and could not cause any harm to them.
On the contrary, he was constantly strengthening the other party, and he couldn't help but say: "Get out of my way, and wait for me to come and meet him in person!"
The group of ghost soldiers just retreated under the leadership of the four ghost generals.