"Roar Roar ......" has always looked like a fierce beast the size of an orange cat with a Hokage, and it leans low and makes a roaring roar.

A mouthful of hideous teeth is like a barbed knife, eerie and terrifying in the fluorescence.

Ye Fan looked at the futon, wearing a complex and solemn hat, and a long strip of cloth covered most of his face. At this moment, he Amitabha Buddha is reciting one sutra after another, the scriptures are very complicated, but they do speak the law, and the characters of each sutra turn into golden birds in the sky.

"Don't be rude, listen!" At this time, a meditating monk opened his closed eyes and looked at the boy who suddenly appeared, and then said to Di Ting.

Ye Fan looked at the small boats turned into golden birds, flying down into the vast sea, and turning into sailboats that crossed the sea of suffering.

At this time, the kind-eyed monk summoned Di Ting, who had been roaring, and gently patted the head of the beast with his broad palm, which stopped roaring, but the grinning teeth were still vigilantly staring at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"This fellow Daoist, who are you!" King Jizo Bodhisattva looked at the natural look in front of him, and the light above his head was bright.

Fellow Daoists! A person who can be called a Taoist friend by the Jizo King Bodhisattva is naturally a person who recognizes his strength.

"I am the tree demon of Huaguo Mountain, my name is Ye Fan" Ye Fan nodded to the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and then walked to the simple stone bench and stone table next to him.

This unexpectedly simple furnishing made Ye Fan a little surprised, although it was shabby, Ye Fan did not dislike it, and sat directly on the cold stone bench.

Ye Fan's demeanor made the Jizo King Bodhisattva very satisfied, as if Ye Fan's naturally unkind attitude had won his respect, so he also stood up from the futon, patted the still vigilant and cautious Di Ting, and let it go to the side to sleep.

"Fellow Daoist, why hide it, the tree demon of Huaguo Mountain has already been killed, you are not it at all, who are you!" Holding a cracked teapot, King Jizo Bodhisattva walked towards the sea of bitterness and scooped a spoonful of black seawater from the sea of bitterness.

"It seems that you have stayed at home for the past 3,000 years and have never left these eighteen layers of hell, but you still know a lot of things!" Ye Fan looked at the Jizo King Bodhisattva in front of him and said.

"The world is inseparable from a numerology!" Like a mortal, King Jizo Bodhisattva lit a fire and boiled water, seemingly completely forgetting his boundless Dharma.

Although the Jizo King Bodhisattva is so ordinary, Ye Fan would not really think that the Jizo King Bodhisattva in the Yuanying realm in front of him could be treated rudely.

"Fellow Daoist, the place where the poor monk lies is really simple, and there is no good tea and water, I hope that Daoist friends will not see outside!" Soon, the teapot with a puffing lid that had been burning with the flames was picked up by him and gave Ye Fan a cup of tea.

"Well, it's delicious!" Ye Fan pouted the tea in his mouth that had never come from the bitter sea, and said after tasting it with his eyes closed.

For Ye Fan did not squirt it out directly, so that the Jizo King Bodhisattva once again showed a peaceful smile, and seemed to have a good impression of Ye Fan again, nodded in agreement, and asked.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know what kind of taste you tasted?" Jizo King Bodhisattva asked.

"Sweet!" Ye Fan replied after taking another drink.

"Fellow Daoist, it's really hard that a junior of yours can taste this sweet taste! The first time the poor monk tasted this sweet like nectar was a few years ago!! Jizo King Bodhisattva looked at Ye Fan in surprise.

When his wise and out-of-the-box eyes took a serious look at Ye Fan, he came to the conclusion that the young man in front of him really tasted the sweet taste.

"Besides, the person who can say that the water of the bitter sea tastes sweet and fragrant, you are the third!" Jizo King Bodhisattva continued.

"Who are they?" Ye Fan asked.

"The first one, it's gone! It is estimated that he ...... "King Jizo Bodhisattva seemed to have something on his mind, his eyes looked at the bitter sea of the vast sea, and he sighed and said.

"As for the second one, he is now the Lord of the Western Heavens!" Jizo King Bodhisattva continued.

"You are the third, can you let the poor monk know who the person in front of you is?" Jizo King Bodhisattva seems to be full of curiosity about people who can taste sweetness

"My name is indeed Ye Fan, and I am also your old friend, or the first person in your mouth!" Ye Fan picked up a cup of tea again and said.

"The first person? No, no, the poor monks don't approve of it! The aura on his and Daoyou's bodies is indeed somewhat similar, but after digging deeper, they are very different! His breath is boundless, while the breath of Daoyou is full of hazy and long! King Jizo shook his head, the straps on top of his head swaying, and some small bells on the bands suddenly made a crisp sound.

"Well, who told you to come to this Boundless Hell in the first place?" Ye Fan pointed to this barren thing, the world here was not lifeless except for lifelessness.

Dead air is bitterness.

Anger is sweet!

That's why King Jizo Bodhisattva said that there are only three people who can taste the sweet taste here.

"It's him!" King Jizo Bodhisattva folded his hands and chanted Amitabha Buddha, and that he made King Jizo Bodhisattva fall into contemplation again.

Ye Fan looked at the Jizo King Bodhisattva who was contemplating with his eyes closed, so Ye Fan didn't continue.

About an hour passed.

Ye Fan finally spoke.

"That's right, I'm him!"

"You can't be him! He has not been heard from at all. After looking at Ye Fan, the Jizo King Bodhisattva shook his head again.

If there is no sound from the mouth of King Jizo Bodhisattva, it means that he is dead.

"Hmm." Ye Fan nodded, and did not veto the Jizo King Bodhisattva, but continued: "That plan was indeed delayed for 3,000 years, so I came to remedy it."

Jizo King Bodhisattva suddenly shook his whole body.

His 3,000 years of calm meditation were completely lost by Ye Fan's words.

I couldn't believe it.

"Why?" The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth looked at Ye Fan again with a pair of eyes, but this time his gaze was completely different from just now, he was staring, staring very seriously, his eyes were intent, and he was blazing.

"Hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha, this sentence was said to me by yourself back then. You said that you are willing to use the power of the stars to push this vast world, even if it is a small force!" Ye Fan picked up the worn-out iron teapot on the stone table, personally poured a cup of tea for the Jizo King Bodhisattva in front of him, then stood up and patted him lightly on the shoulder, just like that day 3,000 years ago, that commission.

"You...... You really are him! Jizo King Bodhisattva stammered, excited, he suddenly stood up from the chair, a pair of golden eyes looked at Ye Fan, but his eyes still didn't see the same him back then, a little shadow, and then said again: "You are not him!"

"Well, you should say that, he may not be me, but I must be him!" Ye Fan estimated that the teapot that had been worn out for 3,000 years suddenly became brand new, and the traces of the years seemed to have never appeared.

Then, Ye Fan waved his hand, and the place that was originally full of lifelessness was full of flowers.

Even the source of the dead qi, in the middle of the boundless sea of bitterness, was born with a touch of green lotus.

This green lotus is like an anomaly, full of rolling vitality.

And after 10,000 years, this green lotus will also have its creation, known as the Green Emperor.

"That's right, you're him! I'll wait for you for 3,000 years. I can't see Lang Lang Quankun anymore. The people of the year, walking, scattering, and dying. A thousand-year-old plan is estimated to be unable to help you achieve your ambition! The Jizo King Bodhisattva suddenly stood up and slowly applied a respectful salute to Ye Fan.

Just like back then, like-minded people bowed to him exactly the same.

"It's okay! I'm enough! Ye Fan picked up the teapot again and poured a glass of wine for the hero in front of him.

He in the mouth of the King of the Earth Bodhisattva is the heavenly way of this "Journey to the West" world.

It once took on a human form to save itself before it was contaminated by the virus.

Unfortunately, it failed.

As for why it can transform into a human form, it is because the Heavenly Dao of this world is dozens or hundreds of times stronger than other worlds.

"Fellow Daoist, your breath is now deeper and more vast! I see light in you! King Jizo Bodhisattva looked at the handsome young man who was close in front of him, and suddenly behind the dark hell, he seemed to see a ray of sunshine that he had not seen for a long time.

This sunshine is like the spring glow of March, dispelling this boundless sea of suffering.

"Amitabha, good, good!" The Dharma of King Jizo Bodhisattva is endlessly flowing in this world, and the aftermath is surrounding.

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Interested readers can guess who else was the like-minded person he was looking for at that time.

(End of chapter)