When Wang Bo heard this, he was right, the traverser was not his enemy, why was he so afraid.

Although Wang Bo has had conflicts with many traversers so far, this does not mean that all traversers will clash with her, maybe the Lingshan one will be very happy to receive him after seeing him.

In that case, why are you so scared?

was reminded by his own plug-in, Wang Bo suddenly calmed down.

He looked at the direction of Lingshan, and his heart was eager to try, why don't you go to Lingshan for a run by yourself?

But before that, Wang Bo felt that he still had to ask what was going on in Lingshan, knowing that he knew that he would win all battles, and after making up his mind, Wang Bo's figure flashed and moved in a certain direction.

It's not Lingshan, it's Xudu!

Yes, Wang Bo plans to go to the underworld, find the Jizo Bodhisattva, and ask what happened to Lingshan, and who is the great power who forced Lingshan to close the mountain.

Wang Bo's speed was very fast, and in a flash of light, he came to the capital of Xu.

This is the junction of the netherworld and the yang world, on the verge of death, a huge city gate towers here, Wang Bo looked up, there was a big sign hanging on the city gate, which read: 'Ghost Gate Gate' seven big golden characters.

There was a long queue outside the Ghost Gate, old and young, men and women, each with a dull expression and a numb expression, and they couldn't see the end at a glance.

Wang Bo could see that these were not living people, but ghosts.

Yin Cha, dressed in official uniform, was patrolling around, maintaining order in front of the ghost gate.

After Wang Bo approached the Ghost Gate, several patrolling Yin cha wrapped up from all directions, stopped Wang Bo, and the Yin Cha led by him clasped his fists and saluted, "This master is invited, I don't know what the master is doing when he comes to my Ghost Gate?" ”

When a ghost is poor, he naturally has to have eyesight, Wang Bo is completely different from those muddy ghosts at a glance, although he can't see Wang Bo's depth, but he also knows that this is definitely a master.

It's not a master, and I don't have the courage to come to the ghost gate, this is not a good place.

The yin qi that lingered here alone was enough to make the living retreat.

But he was not afraid, his expression was calm, and at a glance, he knew that it was not offended by a low-level yin like him.

Wang Bo stopped, looked at a few of the yin cha who came up and said, "I want to pass through the ghost gate today, go to the underworld, ask the Dizang Bodhisattva about something, and ask a few people for convenience." ”

When he heard this, he was immediately glad that he was cautious, the person who dared to find the Jizo Bodhisattva was definitely not a simple thing, he had worked here for I don't know how many years, and he really hadn't seen a few people who dared to find the Jizo Bodhisattva.

So the ghost cha waved his hand and moved out of the way, "This master, please." ”

Anyway, in his hands, it is impossible to stop the other party, it is better to be a favor.

"Thank you." Wang Bo nodded, and entered the ghost gate, and from this moment on, Wang Bo completely left the yang world and entered the underworld.

The biggest difference between the underworld and the yang world is that the yin qi floating in the air is ten times or a hundred times richer in an instant.

The further you go, the more intense the yin qi becomes.

If an ordinary living person is thrown here, the rich yin qi will instantly corrode the person's flesh and soul, transforming it into a muddy walking corpse.

The underworld can definitely be said to be a forbidden place for the living.

Wang Bo was not afraid, his body was a projection formed by magic power, not flesh and blood, and it was impossible for him to be eroded by the rich yin qi.

After entering the underworld, Wang Bo walked all the way, and soon arrived at the Nai He Bridge and met Meng Po in front of the Nai He Bridge.

This person's reputation is not much smaller than that of other immortal Buddhas.

As long as it comes to the underworld, black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face, Judge Meng Po is an unavoidable topic.

In myths and legends, Meng Po is a kind grandmother, but Wang Bo knows very well that most of the immortals are proficient in the art of a few hand changes, and their appearance can be large or small, but most of the immortals will maintain their original appearance.

The Meng Po in front of Wang Bo is very similar to the myth and legend, a white-haired grandmother.

However, Wang Bo does not think that this is the true image of Meng Po.

Wang Bo came to Meng Po and stopped, Meng Po glanced up at Wang Bo and said, "Do you know that entering the ghost gate without a token is a big crime, and you will enter the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

Wang Bo shook his head, of course he didn't know this, but even if he knew, he didn't care.

"I came here today to ask the Jizo Bodhisattva about something, and I also asked Her Excellency Meng Po to make it convenient for me to tell me where the Jizo Bodhisattva is."

Speaking of which, it was the first time for Wang Bo to enter the Netherworld Mansion, which was huge, and Wang Bo really didn't know where to find the Dizang Bodhisattva, so he planned to ask Meng Po for directions.

Meng Po asked curiously, "Are you looking for Jizang?" ”

"Yes."

"What's going on?"

"Lingshan." Wang Bo said briskly: "I want to know what happened in Lingshan?" ”

"What if you got it?"

"If you know, go to Lingshan to have a look, maybe I can find an acquaintance in Lingshan."

Meng Po became more and more surprised, pondered for a moment, pointed in one direction and said, "If you go in this direction, you can see the Jizo Bodhisattva." ”

Wang Bo thanked him sincerely, but before leaving, he suddenly said, "By the way, Your Excellency Meng Po, can you give me some of this Meng Po soup?" ”

It's also something that can wash away the past of mankind in myths and legends, Wang Bo is happy to see the hunt, and naturally wants to get it.

Meng Po did not refuse, and gave Wang Bo a bottle containing Meng Po soup for hundreds of people.

In her opinion, this thing is not valuable, the raw material is the river water under the bridge, how much you want, and it is not bad to send some to this mysterious guy to do a favor.

Wang Bo took the bottle, thanked Meng Po again, and then headed in the direction Meng Po pointed out.

galloped all the way, but in a few moments, Wang Bo arrived at the dojo of the Jizo Bodhisattva in the underworld.

The dojo is magnificent, although it is in the underworld, but there is no trace of yin qi around the body, but there is the golden body of the earth to release immeasurable light, there is the Buddha chanting Zen sound, there are the blessings of the Arhats, a paradise on earth, a land of bliss.

In the dojo, there were one after another unjust ghosts, and under this Zen sound, they purified their ghosts and evil spirits, and turned into a ghost with a peaceful face.

Some of the ghosts bowed respectfully and turned away.

But some ghosts never left, but grabbed the ground with their heads, willing to take refuge.

After Wang Bo entered the dojo, he did not stop, and his figure flashed, and he entered the depths of the dojo and went straight to the place where the Jizo Bodhisattva was.

After a short time, Wang Bo saw Jizo sitting in a lotus flower and reciting scriptures.