"Qingping Sword, Tongtian Sage! No way! The ancient calamity, the initial determination of the Three Realms, the defeat of the sect, Tongtian Town, the respect of the human race, how could the Qingping Sword appear here? It should be sealed! "The dog was so sick that he almost didn't pee.

Then, ignoring it, it ran fast with its front legs like Hot Wheels, and left with its body.

Qingping's sword has come out, it's not something it can afford to provoke at all, find the master, only the master can save it.

But before it could run far, its two front legs were gone, and it turned into a dog's stick, fell to the ground, and could no longer run.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, my master is Jizo Bodhisattva, you can't kill me." The dog roared in terror.

"You can't die, don't howl." Bai Yang calmly opened his mouth and drove the Bull Demon over.

The dog looked at Bai Yang with fear in his eyes.

People don't know each other, their faces are raw, their cultivation is average, and they are not immortals, they seem to be mortals.

But with the Qingping Sword in hand, even a mortal will become extraordinary.

"Big guy, you really don't want to kill me?" The dog asked in fear, and regretted it after speaking.

They all said that they wouldn't kill, so they had a lot of mouths.

Bai Yang smiled: "Don't worry, I only came to the underworld to play, not to kill." ”

The dog breathed a sigh of relief.

"But you've cut off all your legs, so give them to me as a gift, right? No problem with this? Bai Yang asked with a smile.

"No, it should be, it should be, it's a little bit of a dead city specialty, don't dislike it, big guy." The dog did not hesitate at all.

If the leg is gone, the master will definitely help it regenerate.

If your life is gone, then it's really gone.

Bai Yang put away the dog's legs with a smile and continued: "Yes, it seems that you are the most beautiful dog in the underworld, continue to work hard in the future." ”

"Thank you, big guy, for the compliment."

One person and one dog, talking happily, there is no awkward atmosphere at all.

Countless yin spirits watched, and collectively lost their voices.

Di Ting is a tyrant of the underworld, because of the King of the Dizang, he doesn't even put the Ten Palaces Yama in his eyes, he acts arrogantly and unscrupulously, and he doesn't know how many Yin God Spirit Kings spit behind his back.

That is, the emperor did not dare to offend, and the rest was completely ignored.

Unexpectedly, today the Yin Spirits saw another side of this dog.

Sure enough, it is a dog fighting people, and when it is strong, it is cowardly.

"Lao Ye, it's not too early, let's continue to walk, go and see other underworld attractions, don't miss the hour." Bai Yang took the benefit and patted Ye Lianai.

Ye Lianai has been in a state of bewilderment, and she came back to her senses when she heard the words, but she didn't say a word.

It's now full of a few words.

Tongtian, sage, Qingping sword.

This is not ordinary, it is the supreme saint!

His saber actually fell into Bai Yang's hand, and it seemed that he was still under Bai Yang's control?

Is this going against the sky?

The saint has a sword in his hand, these ordinary demons and monsters in the Three Realms, who dares to disagree?

"Brother Bai, this Qingping Sword?" Ye Lianai couldn't help but speak.

Bai Yang smiled: "Tongtian lent me to play, and I will return it to him after a while, no need to make a fuss." ”

Ye Lianai was speechless.

Why can I borrow this?

There are definitely PY deals.

But to be able to trade with the saint, what is the origin of this guy?

Thinking about it for a hundred times, looking at Bai Yang again, Ye Lianai has a lot of taboos, and she doesn't want to be so casual before.

Keep going.

The second stop is Nai Ho Bridge.

This is a magical bridge that spans the Yellow Spring, becoming the only bridge over the Yellow Spring.

However, the bridge does not look so long, it is on the shore at one end, and the other end is covered by fog, and there is no opponent in sight.

However, the bridgehead is where Meng Po is.

Drinking soup and crossing the bridge to cut off this life is the procedure of the underworld.

When Bai Yang saw Meng Po, he found that there was a long queue here, I don't know how long, countless dead people are waiting here for the end of the first life and the second rebirth.

The arrival of the white sun attracted the attention of the Yin Spirit, but there was no surprise.

Those who can come to the queue have all been reviewed, and they have been dead for so long, what strange things have you never seen? Bai Yang rides a bull like this, it's too common.

But soon, the eyes of all the yin spirits became strange.

Because Bai Yang directly cut in line, blocked all the yin spirits, and stood in front of Meng Po.

Meng Po, dressed in black, with silver hair, an old face, and a little hunched over, holding a bowl and a large vat next to it that was always full.

"After drinking the soup, grievances and hatreds are all in the past. Walking across the bridge, there is nothing to do with the past life and this life. ”

Meng Po picked up the bowl, as if muttering to herself, and as if admonishing the comer.

Bai Yang said with a smile: "Hello Meng Po, I am a friend of the King of Jizo, I was invited to be a guest, I met Di Ting before, it said that Meng Po is its friend, let me come to you to get 1,800 catties of Meng Po soup, said it is a specialty, is there a bottle?" No I have it here. ”

Meng Po looked at Bai Yang, her eyes were unwavering.

However, Bai Yang had a feeling of being seen through.

But what about seeing through it?

Buddy came to the underworld this time, just to pass by, don't miss it, and pluck the geese.

The Qingping Sword has not been in his hand for a long time, and what can be used must not be wasted.

Shamelessly looking at Meng Po, Bai Yang said with sincere eyes: "If you don't speak, I'll take it myself." As he spoke, Bai Yang took out a bottle.

"A hundred pounds at most." Meng Po finally spoke.

Bai Yang grinned: "It's okay, I just heard that this soup tastes good, take it back and try it." ”

The yin spirits queuing up next to him were collectively speechless.

Then, under countless eyes, Bai Yang calmly filled two hundred catties of Meng Po soup, and then under Meng Po's speechless expression, he returned to the back of the Bull Demon, and arched his hand and said: "Thank you Meng Po, I called you to play mahjong another day." ”

The bull demon didn't dare to speak, so he quickly got on the bridge and went away.

Meng Po, this is a strong man who has existed since ancient times, and the legend is related to the Wu clan, and to destroy him, it is estimated that it is also the kung fu of blowing breath.

Following the big guy today, it's really majestic, but it's also very dangerous, and when you leave here, you must find a place to hide, otherwise I'm afraid that some big guys will hold grudges and not give yourself a chance to grow.

However, the bridge is very long and short, and under the running of the bull demon, it soon crossed the Yellow Spring and came to the next ghost town of the underworld.

Along the way, if you encounter it, you will pluck the hair, if there is a benefit, you will let the Qingping Sword threaten if you don't give it.

After a few times in a row, the later ones are smarter, they don't show up, they don't block them, they take whatever they like, they can't afford to provoke them anyway.

Just scavenged, all the way into the depths of the underworld, to the eighteenth layer of hell.

The eighteen layers of hell are, as the record says, a place of poverty and evil.

Punishment is everywhere here, and countless yin spirits suffer all kinds of painful torture here endlessly, wailing all over the field, crying and crying to move the heavens.

However, the guilty should be punished, and only when they face the punishment will they regret it, and they will wake up to the fact that it is too late, and they will have to bear all the pain they have given to others.

It is rumored that a person who has made a mistake will have a chance to become a human being again as long as he can still have a soul body after going through the torture and torture of the eighteen layers of hell.

But I learned from Ye Lianai's mouth.

This entered the eighteenth layer of hell, and I am afraid that I will not be able to get out, and after endless torture, I will become the lowest level of fierce spirits.

In other words, the eighteenth layer of hell is not only a cage, but also a sacred object that can give birth to fierce spirits.

In the past countless years, I don't know how many fierce spirits have been cultivated, if this can be controlled, it will be an extremely terrifying force, and it will also have some confidence in the calamity that is about to be faced.

Bai Yang felt that he could give it a try.

Entering all the way, crossing the sea of knives and fires, walking through peeling and cramping, and also seeing the oil pot cut in half, pulling out the tongue and drilling the heart.

All kinds of horrific punishments, the living are afraid that none of them can bear it, only these spirits can be tortured repeatedly, and every pain is real, just look at those wails.

It's better to be kind.

Bai Yang said as he took out his mobile phone, recorded a small video, and uploaded it to Douyin, maybe it would become popular.

I don't know if I got the instructions, now there is no longer a long-sighted interception of Bai Yang, just treat him as if he doesn't exist, and do whatever he likes.

Unimpeded, he came to the deepest part of the eighteenth layer of hell, and then saw a great monk who was full of Buddha's light.

Sitting cross-legged on the golden lotus, the monk's clothes are simple, the eyebrows are kind, and the auspiciousness is blessed.

He recited the true scriptures, the light of the Buddha shone, and dozens of yin spirits surrounded him, all of them showed intoxicated expressions, as if they were enlightened by the Dharma.

Anyone who sees this will be in awe and feel that this is a high monk and want to worship.

Bai Yang went directly, got down from the bull demon, and came to the great monk, folded his hands, and said with a smile: "I have seen the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth." ”

"Amitabha, good, good, the donor has come all the way here, I don't know who he represents?" King Jizo Bodhisattva opened his eyes and looked at the white sun.

Bai Yang smiled: "Is there anything wrong with this?" ”

King Jizo Bodhisattva said indifferently: "If you represent a saint, the underworld is free. ”

"Well, that's okay, I'm here today on behalf of a saint." Bai Yang beckoned, and the Qingping sword appeared in his palm, and it was raised directly, with a solemn expression.

King Jizo Bodhisattva smiled: "Amitabha, the donor is at will. After saying that, he closed his eyes and didn't care about Bai Yang anymore.

Bai Yang smiled and looked away.

This is endless darkness, and in the darkness, there are countless yin spirits lurking, they seem to be dormant, and they seem to have no spiritual intelligence, dense, innumerable.

These Yin Spirits are all fierce spirits who have been tortured by the eighteen layers of hell, and the strength of each of them is comparable to that of the immortals, and they are peerless fierce soldiers, stronger than the heavenly soldiers and generals.

It's just that these fierce spirits are controlled by the eighteenth layer of hell, and even saints can't easily take these fierce spirits from the eighteenth layer of hell.

This is the last calamity, the heritage of the underworld, which has been accumulated so far, is coveted by the bigwigs of all parties, but if you want to get the fierce spirit, you can only rely on your own means.

For example, the king of Jizo, who was tempered by Buddhism, and the yin spirits around him were the fierce spirits that were tempered, and there were only a few dozen, but it took the king of Jizo I don't know how much time to grind them out.

In addition, Bai Yang also saw all kinds of different lights in other places, and it seemed that he was also another big man, like the King of Jizo, who was snatching the little brother from the eighteenth layer of hell openly.

It's all idle.

For such a long time, even if you take the initiative to cultivate, I'm afraid you can cultivate some immortal Buddhas, but they don't do anything right one by one, and they are all digging the foot of the wall here? What about the big guy's bearing? What about the pursuit of the big guy? One by two, the ...... of the interest

Bai Yang sighed secretly, and then looked at the infinite yin spirit in the darkness with a burning gaze.

It's all a treasure.

One can be comparable to the immortal god, if you can pull all of them to the door as a junior brother, these three realms are so big, as long as the saint doesn't make a move, who else can he be afraid of?

But even if it's a big guy, he can only rely on his own abilities to transform little by little, and he doesn't have such a powerful degree of supernatural powers, so he ...... I had to take it out.

Bai Yang's eyes flashed, patted the Bull Demon, and stayed away from the Jizo King's side.

King Jizo looked at Bai Yang's back, his eyes were deep and unpredictable.

When he couldn't see it, Bai Yang stopped, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a ball of thunder light appeared in his palm.

Usury, you are the most hated thing of the human race, this usury constructed by the thunder of the Heavenly Dao, even the Buddha can pit it, I believe that this eighteen layers of hell is not a thing.

With anticipation in his heart, Bai Yang waved his hand and threw the thunder light usury into the darkness and landed on a fierce spirit, and in an instant, the thunder flashed, like lines, spreading from the yin spirit's body and disappearing in an instant.

After waiting for a while, he didn't find anything, and Bai Yang's face was a little ugly.

It can't be, it's a waste, right?

Uncle, this can't afford to be wasted.

Just as he was hesitating, suddenly an exclamation sounded from a distance.

Bai Yang looked over and saw that there was a commotion over there.

After a little groaning, Bai Yang drove the bull demon closer, and after a while, Bai Yang saw a white-bearded old man, who was blowing his beard and glaring, screaming strangely, angry.

Even if Bai Yang approached, he ignored it, just muttered sadly, saying things that seemed sad.

"Uncle, what's the situation? Are you okay? Bai Yang asked angrily.

"It's gone, it's all gone, my supernatural powers, my plans, it's all gone, it's all over." The old man looked at Bai Yang with a blank look.

Bai Yang still wanted to ask.

But the old man disappeared in a flash.

Bai Yang was confused.

What's going on? It can't be related to the loan shark I gave out, right?

Thinking so, Bai Yang continued to walk, and soon met various other bigwigs, all of whom were mournful.

Then, Shirayo saw the King of Jizo.

King Jizo also had a bad complexion, the Buddha light on his body was gone, and the pious Yin spirits around him were gone...... Well, the Yin Spirit is gone?

Bai Yang suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

It seems that along the way, all the bigwigs I have met have no yin spirits around them!

Now the Jizo King's side is gone? What's going on?

"Jizo King Bodhisattva, meet again, what's the matter? The face is so ugly? Bai Yang asked with a smile.

Jizo King Bodhisattva looked at Bai Yang, his brows furrowed, and there was a Buddha light floating in his eyes.

As soon as this kid came, all kinds of things happened, and now it's good, the fierce spirits of the eighteen layers of hell have problems, and the fierce spirits that have been tempered have directly broken free from the shackles of the Buddha's light and returned to the Infernal Hell, even if it casts spells, it can't be sensed, not only that, but the other fierce spirits are also unresponsive, and the influence of the supernatural power is completely invalid!

However, the Buddha's eyes looked at it, but found nothing, and the Bodhisattva of the Earth was silent.

It's not this kid, is it Tongtian?

Hmph, the last tribulation failed, he is not qualified to meddle in this calamity, if he is a ghost, it is equivalent to cutting off the back road.

Well, even if it's not a ghost he did, he can take the opportunity to do a show and completely block his retreat, after all, in the Three Realms, the most difficult thing to deal with Buddhism is Tongtian.

His mind turned, and the Bodhisattva of the Earth King said: "Lord Bai, you are here on behalf of the saints of Tongtian, and now there is an abnormality in the eighteenth layer of hell, I hope that the donor will not leave for the time being, and you must be present when you return to the saints to talk." ”

"This can't be done, I still have something to do in the world, besides, Jizo King Bodhisattva, you are mistaken, I don't represent the Tongtian Sage, why do you say that?" Bai Yang asked suspiciously.

The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth was stunned: "Donor, you took out the Qingping Sword before, and you have already expressed your position. ”

Bai Yang smiled: "Look at what you said, I took out the Qingping Sword to increase my momentum, don't you think this action is very handsome?" As for representing the saints, did I say that it is through the heavens? I'll just say sage, in fact, I won't tell you, I represent the Zhun Ti sage, he is my idol, you didn't see me enter the underworld, everything I did all the way, I was learning from him. ”

"If the donor is not a disciple of my Buddhism, how can he represent the Zhun Ti Sage?" The king of Jizo frowned, this kid actually played with words, but what Bai Yang said, he couldn't refute it, who could know that this kid took out the Qingping sword, but played this one, it was too yin.

Bai Yang said: "Old land, what you said is not right, why can't I represent it?" The Dharma has crossed east, but I can't go west? We have mutual communication, which means that there are a lot of pieces of meat, and the Buddha still cuts the meat to feed the eagle, so why not borrow me the name of the saint? If it doesn't work, then I apologize, but I also want the Zhun Ti Sage to send a notice to the beings of the Three Realms to inform them of the name problem, so as to avoid similar misunderstandings again. ”

Jizo King Bodhisattva: "......"

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