"Respectfully, the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo!"

After shouting these words, the paper-burning Taoist began to refill the yellow paper into the brazier. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And as he poured yellow paper into the brazier, the image of Zhang Mingchao that was originally reflected in the flame more than one person tall slowly blurred and disappeared, replaced by a tall Bodhisattva golden body. Although this golden body is shrunk in the flames that are as tall as a person, it is a hundred feet tall in our eyes, and it is mysterious.

This bodhisattva's golden body wears a crown of Pilu treasure, and the whole body is not as golden as King Kong, but has a metallic texture, but has the luster of this layer of white jade. He has an unusually handsome face, a robe, a little cinnabar mark on his eyebrows, and countless makeup.

That's right, this is the Jizo King Bodhisattva, the same as the Jizo King Bodhisattva I dreamed of picking up my temple slip.

I poked Fu Yuxin a little puzzled and asked:

"Isn't the paper-burning Taoist from the Southern Daomen, why did he move out the Jizo King Bodhisattva, isn't the Jizo King a Buddhist?"

Fu Yuxin explained to me:

"Fellow Daoist, look at your family's immortals, but why do you always behave cutely? Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, in today's era, in the rolling red dust, they all require survival and development. And for the gods of Buddhism and Taoism, the underworld is the top priority, and there must be someone to suppress the Netherworld, but the Netherworld Sect leader Jizo King happens to be a Buddhist. Therefore, Buddhism and Taoism respect the King of Jizo Bodhisattva as much, but Buddhism respects the head of the Netherworld Sect as the King of Jizo Bodhisattva when he invites him, while the Daomen only calls him King Jizo. ”

I sighed, I seemed to understand, dare to love this underworld is the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism to put aside the dispute, jointly developed area, and in the development and use of the underworld, Buddhism seems to have taken the lead......

I told Fu Yuxin about this conversation, and I was a little stunned. And at this moment, the paper-burning Taoist had already burned some paper for the golden body of the King of Jizo, and the right to make an offering, and then invited again, so the doppelganger of the King of Jizo spoke:

"Zhang's Mingchao is a great Chinese clan in the southern part of the continent. There are a total of eighteen kinds of suffering, many tribulations and disasters, three years old should be lonely, sixteen calamities, eighteen years of life to die, for the big ghost. However, he suffered all kinds of hardships in his life, and he deserved immeasurable blessings after his death. In the Yin Si Wheel Hall for 500 years, he helped good people everywhere to devote himself to the Pure Land; then the merit was complete, and he entered the Yin Mountain to become a great ghost king, but then he was a Bodhisattva for a thousand eons, and he could become a Buddha for a hundred eons. ”

Unless the Bodhisattva is willing, it does not have the thinking and great wisdom of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, but is just a projection tool for explanation.

After explaining Zhang Mingchao's past and present lives, the doppelganger of the Jizo King Bodhisattva stopped talking. After all, the status of the Bodhisattva is respected, and what comes out of his mouth is the Immortal Sound Purification Method, and he will not talk nonsense.

The paper-burning Taoist stood up straight and said to Mr. Shimoyama:

"Fellow Daoist of the Lower Mountain, what the Bodhisattva doppelganger said, you also heard. My disciple Ming Chao, stay in the human world, even if he survives this tribulation, there are still thousands of eons waiting for him after that, I can protect him once or twice. But I don't want my disciple to live in fear all day long, and I don't want to break the immeasurable blessing after his death because of Yang Shi's opportunism......"

Mr. Shimoyama looked embarrassed, and it was obvious that he hadn't calculated what the Jizo King clone had said. His lips moved several times, apparently trying to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end. Even if he can argue strongly, he will turn the paper-burning Taoist downside down and prove that the paper-burning Taoist is a careless human life...... But it also makes no sense.

Cultivating the Tao is not cultivating merit, and a person who burns paper is different from a disciple who goes out of the horse, and his deeds cannot be judged by merit. From the perspective of the metaphysical world, what the people who burn paper are doing is right, rather than living in the Yang world and destroying the Futian after death, it is better to die early, and it is better to survive the immeasurable calamity as soon as possible to become a Buddha and an ancestor.

And the paper-burning Taoist can invite the doppelganger of the Jizo King out, but Mr. Shimoyama obviously can't.

"That's it, even if you're a bull nose higher than me this time, it's only temporary! After I improve my Taoism, I will definitely go to the south to meet you and fight again. ”

Mr. Shimoyama confessed, and the paper-burning Taoist laughed and said:

"Friends who go down the mountain, you are not as good as others, just realize it yourself. In this way, you will be able to practice hard and catch up in the future. If you really think that your way is too high, then how can you improve? and...... You want to go to the south to find me, not to wait for your Dao to improve, but to wait for your Immortal Dao to go to Beijing and Tianjin, haha!"

The mouth of the paper-burning Taoist was boundless, and a few words made Mr. Shimoyama suffocate his head and neck, and sulk with his back to him. When he was angry, Mr. Xiashan, the paper-burning Taoist looked at the doppelganger of the King of Jizo, and sighed faintly:

"Although after Mingchao went below, there was an immeasurable blessing. But the netherworld is the netherworld after all, the cold wind of the netherworld blows all day long, the flowers on the other side bloom but never see each other, and there is no more sunshine in the world. Is this kind of Futian really worth dying to find? That sentence is better to die than to live, it is not unreasonable, I let him die like this, in fact, it may not be ......right."

The paper-burning Taoist really moved his emotions this time, and all of us saw crystal tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, and even the doppelganger of the King of Jizo seemed to be looking at him.

However, the paper-burning Taoist changed his words and said:

"But it doesn't really matter if it's right or not, because that's my way!"

As he said this, all sorts of yellow paper flew out of his sleeve and swooped everywhere. One of them happened to fall into the brazier, and the fire suddenly burst into flames, and the mechanical face of King Jizo's doppelganger suddenly had a hint of expression, as if he was about to come back to life.

He looked at me and gave me a weird smile. Have you ever seen the Jizo King Bodhisattva curl up the corners of his mouth and smile evilly? Anyway, I've seen it.

I was a little scared, after all, the scene was so weird, and the bodhisattva didn't have that much kindness when he smiled.

The doppelganger of the King of Jizo looked at me, and a ghostly wind blew from nowhere, and I only felt a biting cold coming.

"Didn't you just calculate you once and drag you to manage a hall order, should the Bodhisattva be so ruthless......"

Faced with the random look of King Jizo's clone, I knelt helplessly. This kind of sect leader-level god and Buddha, even if it is just a clone, the power it can summon is not something that a small horse immortal like me can contend with.

The Netherwind was getting closer, and I smiled wryly, and everyone around me was bounced away. The blue ghost stood in front of me, trying to keep some of the netherworld wind out of me.

But the Nether Wind is a specialty of the Netherworld, and it will pass through the ghost and blow directly on me.

I indifferently watched as the dark green wind passed through the blue light ghost, and it was about to blow on me.

And then, the little tail on my neck seemed to feel something, it was trembling, and it was suddenly hot.

A stream of heat ran down the little tail, through my hole, and finally stopped at my heart.

I feel that infinite power is coming from my heart, it's Hei Ye, Hei Ye is back!

Hei Ye said:

"Oh, King Jizo......? Imitation ah......"