Chapter 133: The Soul of Happiness (3)

The palace was not very high above the ground, so this time it was shorter, and in the blink of an eye everyone appeared in a green light.

This green light emanated from a waterfall not far away, and the closer you got, the more strange you feel about it. From the wide square outside the palace, the waterfall hangs next to the palace, and if you are brave, standing at the very edge of this suspended palace, you can touch the green water rushing down as soon as you stretch out your hand.

Where this water comes from is unknown.

The cloudy sky seemed to have suddenly been pierced with a hole, and the waterfall leaked out of the hole, past the palace, and into the Bitter Spring Prison below. Next to the waterfall and the palace, a platform was built, a small half of the front of which was submerged in the current, and the fierce water washed over the stones, splashing emerald waves.

Jiang Wenxian and the others were in the middle of the platform and the palace building, there was no one here, and in front of it, the towering palace tower did not see a single light, and the door of the cave was very huge, and it was pitch black from the outside.

"What kind of place is this, and there's no one?" Jiang Wenxian asked, thinking that there must be many guardians here, and even the rumored King Jue was here, but when he really set foot here, it was as quiet as a cemetery, and he couldn't hear any other sound except for the roar of the water.

Shen Tuqiu glanced at the waterfall falling from the sky, and then looked at the gloomy palace, and said: "There are nine springs in any hell, so after people die, they go to the nine springs, and this bitter spring is only one of them. Hell is cold and bitter, sorrowful and sorrowful, and there are bitter, poisonous, yellow, secluded, gloomy, dark, lower, deep, and mournful. Lonely Hell is no exception. ”

Jiang Wenxian said: "The theory of nine springs originally came from here. ”

"Therefore, as long as the water of the nine springs is not empty, it will come and will never dry up. But this palace is a little strange, I thought it was the residence of King Jue, how come there is no ghost. Shen Tuqiu said as he grabbed the Witch Ghost King and floated towards the towering palace.

The palace in front of you is also divided into front and back halls, and the main hall in front of it is particularly huge, and only four open palace doors are as high as seven or eight zhang. The side halls on both sides of the main hall and behind them are slightly short, and they are blocked by the main hall, so it is difficult to see what is in front of them. However, in front of the main hall, through the green light emitted by the water of the bitter spring, he could barely make out that on the palace gate was a huge three-rank lotus seat, just like the black chess piece held by the man in black.

On both sides of the stone steps leading to the palace, there are many monks who bow down and kneel on the ground, among them there are men and women, with different expressions, and the men are not enough, although the women are dressed as flying monks, but their clothes are exposed, their eyes are charming, and they even show their breasts, which makes people's eyes warm and heartbeat.

Jiang Wenxian said: "This kind of monk is very similar to what I saw in the snowy region. ”

Although Sikong Liang had heard Fang Zhong talk about the strange things in the snowy region, after all, he had never seen it in person, but now when he saw these monks who should have been respectful and respectful, he suddenly became like this, and he only felt extremely novel, and said: "No wonder there are no other sects in the snowy region, if Buddhism can be like this, who is willing to cultivate the Tao and cultivate immortals." If I had been born there, I would definitely not have entered the Ghost Hall, and I would not have come to the Jianhua Hall because they had all become female bodhisattvas. Miss He, your Cihang Jingzhai is also going to be very bad. ”

He Ying snorted coldly: "The color is a steel knife that scrapes bones, if you are greedy for pleasure, just go." If the king is in it, go and ask him. ”

Sikong forgave him: "I'm just talking, I think it's the same Buddhism, why is there such a big difference." ”

He Ying said: "There are good and evil, true and false, and the Snowy Buddhism is naturally fake." There will be no suspicion that the Buddha is pretending to be a real Buddha. ”

Shen Tuqiu was already standing at the main entrance of the palace, she didn't look at the statues of monks on both sides, but raised her hand, and a white flame ignited from her palm and shot towards the dark palace.

The firelight instantly illuminated the inside

In the empty hall, a huge Buddha statue is sitting cross-legged on a lotus seat with his hands folded. This Buddha statue was no longer the gray and black color outside, but was smeared with gold powder, and under the light of Shen Tuqiu's fire, it immediately shone brightly, almost illuminating the entire hall with golden brilliance. The people outside could all see it clearly, and Jiang Wenxian blurted out: "It's that Buddha!" ”

This Buddha statue is very tall and resembles a real person, so that Jiang Wenxian, Sikong Liang and others thought that the Buddha had finally come here, and they raised their long swords and looked at the Buddha statue in the hall vigilantly.

Shen Tuqiu said: "Don't be afraid, this is just a statue." It turns out that the King of Jue that these black-clothed people are talking about is really him. ”

Jiang Wenxian pointed in with the Rainbow Sword and said, "King Jue is the Buddha, isn't there nine?" ”

Shen Tuqiu said: "That's just a trick he deliberately played in order to dominate this lonely hell, these Jue Kings are simply puppets, in fact, Jiuquan Prison City, the real guardian is the Nine Springs Prison Lord's major ghost kings." ”

Jiang Wenxian said happily: "The Buddha has gone to Dongtu, how can he come back here, since Miss Shen has restrained this master and ghost king, wouldn't Kuquan Prison City let me do whatever I want." ”

Shen Tuqiu shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily, this Buddha statue is standing here, and I can still feel that this is not a dead thing." The flame that Shen Tuqiu shot out gradually extinguished, and without the light, the gold dust on the Buddha's body did not shine, and gradually dimmed. The tall Buddha statue was submerged in darkness again, but the two eyes on the Buddha's head shot out two green rays, which were particularly eye-catching in the darkness, and he was coldly looking at the people standing in front of the hall.

Jiang Wenxian was taken aback and said, "It's really weird." "But although the Buddha statue saw Jiang Wenxian and others, it didn't do anything.

Shen Tu Qiu said: "As long as we don't kill this master and ghost king, the Buddha will not appear." I'll stay here to restrain this master and witch king, you guys go back and look for it, if there is anyone else. Several people quickly bypassed the huge Buddha statue and ran to the back of the palace, leaving only Mo Yan riding Wangtian to stay in the main hall.

Mo Yan jumped down from the Wangtian Qiang, hugged Yaoqin and came to the huge Buddha statue, looking up silently.

Shen Tuqiu said: "What are you looking at? ”

Mo Yan said softly: "I want to ask him if he brought my father and mother here." ”

"If it is a person in the snowy region, as long as it is under his control, most of them will really fall into this lonely hell, but if they are in other places, as long as they do not die at the hands of the Buddha, they will not come here."

Mo Yan sighed: "I'm relieved, I really don't want them to fall into this kind of place, any pure land of peace and happiness is just to indulge people in illusions." I don't need this kind of happiness, I hope that after my father and mother are reincarnated, I can be with my brother again and live happily. Even if there are eight sufferings in the yang world, I feel much warmer and happier. ”