After leaving the group chat, Ning Chen prepared to leave directly for the Western Regions.
Returning to Wu Dynasty's territory, all Ning Chen's consumption has been replenished.
Ning Chen is now in the best condition and does not need to rest at all.
One day later, Ning Chen re-entered the Western Region and found Qingyuan at the original site of Leiyin Temple.
When Qingyuan saw Ning Chen coming over, he stood up, put his hands together and respectfully shouted: "Lord Buddha."
Ning Chen did not greet Qingyuan politely and directly explained his purpose of coming.
"Since you are now the new master of the Western Region, and you still shoulder the important responsibility of passing on the Mahayana Buddhism, you will go to the Abi Hell with me to find out what hidden dangers the Hinayana Buddhism has left."
For Qingyuan, we must use such a great principle and such a responsibility to pressure him, so that he can submit.
Otherwise, for a stubborn person like Qingyuan, your promises of benefits will be of no use to Qingyuan.
Sure enough, after listening to Ning Chen's truth, Qingyuan just thought for a moment before nodding his head and agreeing to enter hell with Ning Chen.
But right now there is still a problem that needs to be solved.
That is the entrance to hell. After the previous battle, it is now completely sealed.
The entrance to hell can no longer be found.
"Can't find it?" This is indeed something Ning Chen has never thought about.
Qingyuan nodded: "Yes. That day after the Buddha revived and captured all the Dharma, the entrance to hell was automatically closed. I can't sense where it is now."
If this is the case, it will be a little troublesome.
Because this forehead and nose hell is not really buried underground, it is an independent and special space.
If there isn't an entrance, it's really not a matter of digging three feet into the ground to find the door.
Ning Chen pondered for a while and then said to Qingyuan: "There should be people who believe in Hinayana Buddhism in the Western Region. Find them and let them sense it to see if they can sense the existence of hell.
As long as you can sense a little trace, it will be much easier to open the door."
Qingyuan thought about it and felt that this method was feasible.
The reason why Qingyuan didn't look for it before was because Qingyuan didn't think this hell was very important.
This is the hell of Hinayana Buddhism and has nothing to do with Mahayana Buddhism.
Qingyuan closed his eyes and searched for a while, and quickly locked onto a person in an area.
Qingyuan left for about a quarter of an hour, and there was a monk dressed as an ordinary novice.
It's just that this monk's dress is ordinary, but in fact he is an Arhat-level master.
Suddenly he was caught by Qingyuan, but he was still caught in front of Ning Chen.
This made this third-grade Arhat inevitably panic.
"What do you want to do to the young monk?" the person who was captured asked with fear in his voice.
If his voice can still remain calm and stable, it is considered that his concentration is high enough.
Ning Chen glanced at this third-grade Arhat who had obvious panic in his eyes, but didn't bother to mock him.
"I asked you to come here because I want you to do me a favor. Please help me sense where your forehead and nose hells are. Once I sense them, I will let you go." Ning Chen said straightforwardly.
The third-grade Arhat was captured. He didn't expect Ning Chen to capture him just for this matter, and he couldn't believe it for a moment.
Ning Chen saw the distrust in his eyes and said with an indifferent attitude: "You only have this little value. Do you think you, a third-grade Arhat who has slipped through the net, can make waves?
If you cooperate, I can let you go quickly.
If you are unwilling to cooperate, then I will kill you directly as you wish."
Seeing the disdain on Ning Chen's face and the faint murderous intent on his body.
The third-grade Arhat who was captured finally chose to surrender.
I closed my eyes and recited the scriptures that can induce the Abi Hell.
This is also one of the practices of the third-grade Arhat, sensing the pain of this event and using these pains to save oneself.
This is the limitation of Hinayana Buddhism. They always think about saving themselves.
They never think about how to avoid these sufferings.
All they have in mind is themselves.
While Ning Chen drank a cup of tea, the captured third-grade Arhat also opened his eyes.
Ning Chen also saw deep confusion in his eyes.
"What happened?"
Ning Chen put down the tea cup and asked.
The third-grade Arhat did not dare to hide anything and said truthfully: "My sense of hell is fading and getting blurry. I don't know what happened."
It seems that this hell in the Western Region has not only closed its doors for those who practice Mahayana Buddhism, but also does so for those who originally practiced Hinayana Buddhism, and does not want them to enter it.
Ning Chen had already made such preparations. Ning Chen had no hope of entering the hell through this third-grade Arhat.
As long as this third-grade Arhat marks the location of hell, he can directly use brute force to blast through the space of hell and take Qingyuan in with him.
"Mark the coordinates of the space you sensed." Ning Chen ordered the third-grade Arhat.
I am already in a state where I am a fish and a man and I am a swordsman. How dare that third-grade Arhat dare to be disobedient?
Directly following Ning Chen's orders, he marked the spatial orientation for Ning Chen.
"Okay, you can go." Seeing that the other party marked the direction, Ning Chen also raised his hand to dismiss the third-grade Arhat.
He didn't expect that Ning Chen would really let him go, but he didn't dare to leave for a while.
Looking at the third-grade Arhat standing there at a loss, Ning Chen snorted and asked, "If you don't want to leave and want to join Mahayana Buddhism, that's fine."
"Can I really leave?" It is obvious that this third-grade Arhat who believes in Hinayana Buddhism is still very firm in his beliefs.
Ning Chen nodded: "You can leave now, and it's best to leave now."
That third-grade Arhat didn't know where he had offended Ning Chen, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly left here.
But when he left, he was still puzzled.
He really couldn't figure out why they arrested him and then let him go.
Shouldn’t we force ourselves to believe in Mahayana Buddhism?
He is a third-grade Arhat, and if he is left alone, he may cause very serious damage.
As he left, he looked back and found that neither Ning Chen nor Qingyuan came out to pursue him.
Behind him, there was no one chasing him.
Such a result, on the contrary, caused the belief in his heart to waver slightly.
You must know that in the original Leiyin Temple, the punishment for monks who dared to betray Leiyin Temple was very severe.
Anyone who dares to leave Leiyin Temple will chase them back no matter where they are in the world.
No one will ever leave alive.
But Mahayana Buddhism is obviously not like this.
You are free to come and go, and you are equally free to believe.
At this moment, this third-grade Arhat actually came up with the idea of understanding the Mahayana Buddhism in detail.
"Knowing yourself and your enemy will help me restore Leiyin Temple!" The third-grade Arhat comforted himself in his heart.
After this third-grade Arhat left, Ning Chen first fixed the spatial orientation.
Then with the strength of his second-grade martial artist, he blasted a big hole in this space.
The opening in this space is very large, but it closes very quickly.
"Walk!"
Ning Chen checked the space mark again, and then said to Qingyuan.
Qingyuan did not delay and followed Ning Chen directly into the hell.
When the two people stepped in with their front feet, the space torn by Ning Chen on their back feet healed directly and then completely disappeared.
The first feeling when entering hell is darkness.
There is no sunshine here, but only the cold yin that is everywhere, and the ghosts that are everywhere.
These ghosts are running here aimlessly, like headless flies.
While running, they made meaningless wailing sounds from their mouths.
"Have you never been here before?" Ning Chen asked Qingyuan.
Qingyuan shook his head and said: "This has always been a place that only second-grade Bodhisattvas can enter.
I have never had the opportunity to enter here, but I followed my master Xuan Ku in the past, and I have sensed it.
Ning Chen continued to ask: "Is there any difference between when you sensed this place and now?"
Qingyuan closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, then shook his head and said: "There is no difference, pain, chaos, and disorder."
After hearing this, Ning Chen sneered and said: "They can really think of using other people's pain and chaos to save themselves."
Faced with Ning Chen's criticism of Hinayana Buddhism, Qingyuan not only had no opinion at all, but also deeply agreed with it.
They were supposed to transform the existence of these people, but in the end they were treated as nourishment for transforming themselves.
From this point of view, the concept of Hinayana Buddhism is really problematic.
Fortunately, he woke up early and followed Ning Chen to practice Mahayana Buddhism. Otherwise, he doesn't know how much evil he would have caused.
As soon as he thought about this, Qingyuan also started to recite the scriptures of Mahayana Buddhism.
Under the enlightenment of Mahayana Buddhism, these ghosts gradually became quiet.
Then each of their faces became peaceful, and finally they seemed to sense something.
Salute to Qingyuan, it eventually dissipated, leaving nothing behind.
Ning Chen didn't come here to see Qingyuan doing anything.
The two of them walked all the way to Qingyuan to transform these evil spirits.
Soon the two people came to a space funnel.
From the space funnel, the two people directly entered the second level of hell.
There are equally many people on this first level, and Qingyuan continues his great mission of transformation.
Then we went to the third floor. After reaching the third floor, the number of people became smaller.
Walking all the way down, you will soon reach the eighteenth floor.
On this level, there are almost no ghosts, but there are indeed ten lotus terraces.
This is a lotus platform, which should belong to the Dharmakaya of a second-grade Bodhisattva.
Now that their Dharma bodies are gone, this lotus platform, which represents hell, will naturally return here.
The space here is not big, it only takes one lap.
After walking around, Ning Chen didn't find anything deliberate.
It was a lotus platform, and Ning Chen also checked it carefully.
Nothing was found either.
In fact, in terms of gains, there is still a little gain.
By observing this place, Ning Chen understood why this place was gradually disappearing.
This place has lost the auspices of the second-grade Bodhisattva, and it is a normal process to be forced to shrink and return to zero.
"Could it be that it's not hidden here, but hidden among the Buddhist scriptures left behind?" Ning Chen said thoughtfully.
With a glance, Ning Chen saw Qingyuan sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting sutras quickly.
Seeing Qingyuan's serious expression, Ning Chen frowned slightly and took the initiative to ask Qingyuan: "What's wrong with you?"
Qingyuan said with a very serious face: "I feel like there is a very grievance-filled ghost roaring here.
I am trying to think of ways to transform him, but he is really too powerful, and I feel that he is really far away from me.
My transformation won't have much effect on him."
After hearing Qingyuan's words, Ning Chen's eyes flickered. After a while, Ning Chen asked Qingyuan with a serious expression: "Where is the soul you sensed?"
Qingyuan pointed to his feet: "Right at my feet."
Looking at the place pointed by Qingyuan, Ning Chen sensed it carefully.
I didn't find anything strange down here.
This should obviously be the last level of hell.
But Ning Chen didn't feel like Qingyuan's induction was wrong.
As soon as he thought of this, Ning Chen punched him immediately.
No matter if there is any hidden space here.
When he punches himself, there must be some ripples.
But after Ning Chen's punch, the space here was still very stable.
There was no sign of tearing at all.
Seeing such a scene, Ning Chen firmly believed that there was something wrong here.
If Ning Chen punches with all his strength, the space here will definitely be shattered.
Even if it is not shattered, there should be signs of cracking.
But now there is no sign here, no trace of space has been left.
This shows that there is indeed something weird here, but this weirdness cannot be broken by brute force.
To be precise, it should be said that the weirdness here cannot be broken by Ning Chen with brute force.
Maybe if Ning Chen were stronger and promoted to the first level, Ning Chen could break the weirdness here with one punch.
Now I still have to think of other ways.
He looked at Qingyuan with a serious expression and a serious demeanor.
Ning Chen suddenly thought of something.
Since brute force is ineffective, you can also try Mahayana Buddhism here.
Directly channeling the holy path of Mahayana Buddhism, Ning Chen's body suddenly came out with countless holy lights of Mahayana Buddhism.
Along with this soft Buddha light, the entire space was filled.
Qingyuan sat on the ground with a compassionate face and began to mutter something.
However, Ning Chen's attention was not on Qingyuan at the moment.
Ning Chen didn't care what happened to Qingyuan, the main thing was this space.
Under the Buddha's light, it was a lotus platform that melted like chocolate.
What melted together at the same time was not only the ten lotus terraces, but also the space here, which was also melting little by little.