"There are eighteen of its great hells, and there are five hundred of them, and they have different names, and there are thousands of ...... of them."

"The Infernal ......"

"Sinners, Prepare for the Suffering ......"

"Thousands of Yaksha and evil spirits, with teeth like swords, eyes like lightning, hands and claws, dragging sinners ......"

"In the joints of the hundred limbs, the long nails are drawn, the tongue is pulled out and the plough is plowed, the intestines are cut off, the copper is filled, and the hot iron is entangled......"

"Thousands of deaths, thousands of lives, the sense of karma is the same. After hundreds of millions of eons, seek an indefinite ......"

Chen Qi didn't understand, and he was a little irritable at first.

But for some reason, I didn't notice it, and my heart gradually settled down.

Until this time, I suddenly felt a chill coming out of my bones.

He seemed to be in a terrible place.

Sword Mountain Sword Hell, Fire Sea Blood Pool.

There are evil spirits everywhere, and there are yakshatras everywhere.

A man was naked, and was thrown by the evil ghost Yaksha to the mountain of swords, in the prison of swords, and in the sea of fire.

There are also unheard-of punishments such as nail beds, hot oil, iron plows, soldering irons, etc., skinning and pulling out intestines, cutting flesh and pulling out tongues......

It's hell!

Isn't that the legendary eighteen layers of hell?

I, I, I'm going to hell?!

Chen Qi was extremely frightened, his whole body went soft, and he fell directly to the ground.

He knew that he was not a good person, but he never thought that he would go to hell one day.

When I think of the eighteen layers of hell that people used to say, I almost collapsed.

"At that time, the Lord of the World lifted up his body to magnify the light, shining all over the world of Buddhas such as hundreds of billions of Ganges sands......"

At this moment, a grand voice pierced through the boundless darkness, Chen Qi shook violently, and the terrifying scene around him receded like a tide, and he returned to the light.

Chen Qi looked around helplessly, and saw the monk on the rock wall again.

At this time, the scriptures recited by the monk's mouth made him feel like he was in the sun, warm and comfortable.

“…… Is it really a holy monk? ”

Chen Qi looked at the monk's handsome face and muttered.

It didn't take long for him to be immersed in the sound of the sermon that seemed to be ubiquitous and pervasive.

When I woke up again, I found that it was ...... The holy monk had already shut his mouth and sat cross-legged on the rock wall, his eyebrows lowered, solemn and unmoving.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The monks of Yanyun Temple, under the leadership of the abbot Zen master, titheed to the young monks on the cliff wall, then stood up quietly and walked away.

The people around him showed reluctance on their faces, but they still saluted and left in an orderly manner.

Chen Qi was also in the crowd, was taken to worship, and was taken away.

"Holy Monk......?"

It wasn't until after going down the mountain that I suddenly woke up and remembered something.

"Isn't it the best to worship the Buddha?"

Chen Qi's face was overjoyed: "Yunyan Temple has such a high monk, the Dharma is so profound, if the Zen master knows, he will definitely be happy, how can he give some rewards, if he can't say it, he will be remembered by his old man, wouldn't I Chen Qi want to be beautiful?" ”

"That's right! Hurry up and report to the Zen master! ”

Chen Qiyi clapped his hands and ran away.

……

On the rock wall, Chen Yi opened his eyes, looked at the mountainside that had become empty, and habitually touched his smooth scalp.

Confusing people with supernatural powers doesn't seem to be the right way, right?

But it's not harmful, it's good for people, it's just expedient for a while, it's nothing, right?

Never mind.

It was only after many days of preaching that he found out.

Speaking the true scriptures is not only beneficial to others, but also has many gains for himself.

In the past, I only used the two scriptures as a plug-in to obtain supernatural powers, but it was a bit of a waste of the basics.

Fish, you should be almost hooked, right?

Chen Yi laughed.

After ten days of preaching, I was really tired.

Closing his eyes again, the Lingtai suddenly became calm, and continued to comprehend the spiritual light obtained in the past few days, deducing all kinds of possibilities.

It's a new day.

At the foot of the rock wall, in front of the pagoda, many people gathered again to listen to the teachings.

There are more than yesterday, and there are still many people in the rivers and lakes who carry swords with them.

Chen Yi's eyes swept over, and when he saw some of them, he smiled slightly, and then ignored them.

He returned the salute to the monks of Yunyan Temple who bowed respectfully, and titheed the people who had gathered around him for a long time, then lowered his eyelids and began to preach the scriptures again.

It's still a Jizo Sutra.

There are not many people who can understand.

But I was fascinated by it, this is the magic of supernatural powers, and it is also the mystery of the true scriptures.

A few more hours passed, and Chen Yi stopped, and everyone was reluctant, but they also knew that today's scripture had been finished.

Chen Yi's eyes swept over and said slowly, "Do you have any doubts?" You can ask. ”

"Wow!"

Just as many people were scrambling to get up and ask questions, suddenly a large man in the crowd suddenly fell to his knees and began to cry bitterly.

This big man is five big and three thick, with a fierce appearance and a knife behind his back.

It's hard to imagine that such a person would cry and cry heartbreakingly, like a child......

Everyone was not surprised.

For in these ten or so days, they have not seen or heard less.

After listening to the holy monk's teachings, he repented.

Today, the unfilial son of this family turned back, returned home, and became a great filial son.

Tomorrow, another one will have an epiphany after stealing this and that habitual thief, and he will go to the yamen to surrender.

In short, I see one or two almost every day.

Two days ago, there was also a Jiangyang thief who had killed many people, kneeling under the rock wall, crying and confessing to the holy monk for a long time.

"Why are you crying?"

Chen Yiyou slowly opened his eyes on the rock wall and looked at the crying man in the crowd below.

The voice was soft, but it was clear to the people around the entire stupa.

"Woo!"

Hearing this familiar voice in his ears, the big man cried even harder.

Keep kowtowing: "Holy monk! Woo~ I, I'm not a human being, ask the holy monk to save me for a while, I don't want to go to hell! Woo~"

Sure enough, I was still scared.

Chen Yi knew it in his heart.

These days, he has seen many people who have repented because they listened to his teachings.

However, ninety percent of them are frightened, frightened by the "hell" described in the scriptures.

Repentance out of fear.

And not because of how profound his own Dharma is that it can influence people.

Thinking in his heart, he didn't forget his holy monk on his face, shook his head and said slowly: "The iron encircles the mountains, the endless prisons, and the sinners are for sentient beings, and the little monk has no such magic power to determine your karma, and all kinds of things are tied to you." ”

The big man was so frightened that he burst into tears and kept kowtowing: "I...... I repent! I repent! The holy monk didn't know that four years ago, there was a big case in Wuzhou Mansion, and within a month, more than 1,000 young children were lost......"

Suddenly there was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

It was this case that had a great impact, involving more than 1,000 young children and thousands of families.

"I'm not human!"

As the big man spoke, he suddenly slapped himself in the face, again and again, and soon hit himself with blood foaming in his mouth, but he didn't realize it at all, as if he didn't hit him.

"I'm not human! Among these people, there are several young sons of families who I personally sold! ”

"Wow!"

In the crowd, it was like a boulder falling from a lake, setting off a huge wave.

"Amitabha!"

"Silence!"

Chen Yi's voice, like a gust of wind, smoothed out the waves and returned to tranquility.