(Because Father's Day is coming, this chapter is a small one, Yuntao is here to wish all fathers in the world, happy holidays!) In our children's hearts, dad will always be the most handsome, admired and masculine hero! So a single chapter was opened for the protagonist Ye Xiao's old man, Ye Wujie. ）

The Buddha said: There are three infernals, inseparable, inseparable, and inseparable. Those who commit the five sins of rebellion will fall into this realm forever and will suffer the ultimate inference. ”

"There is no time, there is no space, and there is no limit to karma, so the hell is also called 'infernal hell'."

- The Nirvana Sutra

In the Infernal Hell, Ye Wujie's shiny bald head was like a big light bulb, even in the bottomless Huangquan Hell, he could faintly see the light reflected by the bald head.

"Damn, the fight with that old dartfish was so fierce that it shattered the space, I don't know how many layers of hell this is."

"Don't give Lao Tzu a direct beating to the eighteenth layer of hell, I don't know how long it will take for Lao Tzu to hit it layer by layer."

Eighteen layers of hell, ten halls of Hades, impermanence of judges, and an old ghost of Hades, no matter how powerful a professional is, when he arrives here, he will hate Huangquan.

But for this monk, it was just a matter of time.

"Let the Buddha take a look, it's okay, it's just in the tenth layer of oil pot hell, the poor monk has to work hard, and he should be able to fight it soon."

"I don't know where the turtle grandson of the white radish ran away, the void of the mother's egg was broken, but he came down with me."

Located on the tenth level of the Infernal Hell, the oil pot hell is full of ghosts, and the ground is full of hot oil, making people feel as if they are in the oil pot.

Among the professionals, only barbarians, warrior monks and other professions with elemental resistance can resist this high temperature and extreme environment.

A group of hellish ghosts thought that Ye Wujie came over, as the saying goes, Hades is so difficult to mess with little ghosts.

Ye Wujie smiled fiercely, and his shiny bald head shone brightly.

"Look at the Buddha who has overtaken you."

I saw Ye Wujie clasp his hands together, and a dark Buddha power suddenly appeared, turning into a big swastika and enveloping the surroundings.

Golden Sanskrit characters emerged from the big "swastika", and the Sanskrit words came into contact with the little ghost, as if ice and snow met fire, and suddenly melted.

One by one, the ghosts seemed to disappear out of thin air, and they were overtaken by Ye Wujie.

"The prophecy of the Buddha's words - Jizo Mantra!"

Ye Wujie is known as the Golden Body Bodhisattva, and his ability to cast spells can be said to be no weaker than his rebellious body.

The big "swastika" seemed to have gotten nutrients after overtaking the surrounding ghosts, and it got bigger and bigger, and finally directly encompassed a radius of ten miles!

Ye Wujie's momentum obviously alarmed the big people in hell, and a chain that was extremely black as if it was about to devour the world bound towards Ye Wujie.

Ye Wujie wrapped his big hand, and the chain was firmly held in his hand, and the chain was wrapped with Sen Sen's dead energy, but it couldn't hurt Ye Wujie in the slightest.

"Just two black and white impermanences? You hell ghost clan also look down on the Buddha and me too much. ”

"Terran monk, you have fallen into the infernal hell of our ghost race, and you dare to be so presumptuous?"

A majestic voice followed.

"Well, I've finally come to the Ten Palaces of Yama, you should still be able to speak."

Ye Wujie grinned and said, "How about we make a deal?" ”

Yama Luo who came here felt very interesting: "You monk is going to die and still think about doing business, no one dares to come to the Infernal Hell to talk about the conditions, but you can talk about it, maybe this king is happy to consider it." ”

Ye Wujie spread his hands and said with a smile: "You also saw it, we accidentally fell down, you send me up, and the deal is done." ”

Yama Luo didn't get angry but laughed: "Oh? So what can you give me. Is it possible that you still want this king to send you back for nothing? ”

Ye Wujie smiled and said, "Buddha, what can I give you?" ”

"You're the King of Qin Guang of this generation, right? Aha, what a coincidence. Do you fucking know that the previous generation of King Qin Guang was knocked to death by Lao Tzu with a stick! Without Buddha, I am, you should be a fart King Qin Guang. ”

"So, brother, help us open the space passage, I'm leaving, you can still die a few Hades in hell. But there is another character who is more ruthless than the Buddha and I am also here with you, and it is estimated that your ghost clan will still die a lot. ”

King Qin Guang was directly stunned by Ye Wujie's words, and he was speechless in anger.

Ye Wujie gritted at a mouthful of big white teeth and said with a smile: "If you want to talk about your last term, then you really can't help but fight, Buddha and I can knock him out of with a stick." How about it, would you like to try it? ”

King Qin Guang laughed angrily: "Okay, okay, this king wants to put you in the oil pot to steam and then fry, and then put you in the sixteenth layer of hell for eternal life and eternal life, so that your teeth are sharp." ”

Ye Wujie laughed and made a big move.

"I was joking just now, doing a Rausch business, I just want to punch you and make a."

Streams of yellow spring water automatically converged around Ye Wujie, and between the churning of the yellow spring water, it turned into a meandering and entrenched Yimu green dragon, and the dragon's groan resounded through the eighteenth layer of hell, domineering and awe-inspiring!

King Qin Guang's eyes shrank and he said in horror.

"Jizo King lineage?"

Ye Wujie's body suddenly rose up, turning into a giant in the sky.

The law is like heaven and earth!

"Buddha Day, you are an immortal, don't think that I don't know the little ninety-nine between your hell ghost clan and the zombie clan."

"My Jiuhua Mountain Tibetan King has been inherited for thousands of years, and now the strong zombie clan has poured out of the nest, but he is bent on seizing the underground Yellow Spring suppressed by my Jiuhua, making the people of Huizhou unpeaceful."

"If it weren't for your underground turtle grandsons to make a hindrance, I wouldn't believe it if I killed Lao Tzu."

"If it is not my people, their hearts will be different. Since Lao Tzu has gone to hell, if he doesn't kill you a few Hades judges, is he worthy of the name of Lao Tzu's mad monk? ”

Ye Wujie was holding the chain that King Qin Guang shot just now, and when he saw the monk pull it with his big hand, King Qin Guang was pulled over by Ye Wujie with the chain.

King Qin Guang was shocked, and even his true body turned into a dead qi and spread.

Ye Wujie laughed and said, "King Qin Guang in this life has some ability, and he has actually cultivated an elemental body. ”

"It's just that what can you do if you turn into death and escape the palm of the Buddha?"

I saw that Ye Wujie's right palm was shining with golden light, and his five fingers stretched out and leaned forward.

Fist - palm as comes.

One palm!

King Qin Guang, who had turned into a dead breath, was directly held in his hand by Ye Wujie, and then pressed down with a backhand.

King Qin Guang was unwilling, he shouted angrily, and the heads of countless powerful ghosts appeared on his body, and tens of thousands of powerful ghosts emerged from King Qin Guang's body, opening their bloody mouths and biting towards Ye Wujie's palm.

King Qin Guang roared like a mad demon: "Ten thousand ghosts devour hearts! ”

Rao is Ye Wujie's physique was against the sky, and he couldn't resist the high-density attacks of countless powerful ghosts, and his palm was bitten, and golden blood flowed out.

It's just that the golden blood seems to carry the most masculine arrogance of time, and as soon as it flows out, it burns like the flame of the sun, and countless ghosts turn into wisps of black smoke before they have time to scream.

Ye Wujie smiled evilly, the bleeding palm wound closed instantly, and then he wanted to roll over in Huangquanzhong.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a huge tidal sound.

It's just that this is the underworld, where does the tide come from?

If Ye Xiao is here, he will definitely be able to recognize it, this is a military battle!

Thirty rounds of military battles!

Thirty rounds of strength are like a continuous tide wave after wave, and in an instant, the sea turns and sinks!

On this day, the tenth layer of oil pot hell was directly beaten and collapsed by more than 36 zhang!

King Qin Guang, one of the ten points Yama, died.

The green dragon entrenched on Ye Wujie's body let out a monstrous dragon groan, as if he was declaring war on the entire hell.

I'm going to kill you, and the hell ghost clan won't be able to live in peace!

Who said that monks only chant Buddha and eat fasting? Who said that bodhisattvas only bow their heads and have compassion for others?

I have no precepts, so I dare to raise a precept knife and slaughter dogs!

Ye Wujie laughed, and the sound shook in the air.

I saw the golden body of the great monk rising from the ground, stepping on the green dragon and going straight to the sky.

The tenth layer of hell was knocked out of a hole.

Ye Wujie killed all the way up, and was finally stopped alive in the fourth layer of the Evil Mirror Hell.

"Haha, have all the eight Yamas except for the Son of Yama come here, in this way, it makes the poor monk a little difficult."

In front of Ye Wujie, eight figures hung in the air, and their momentum was terrifying.

The so-called divine power is like hell, but that's it.

It's just that I ran into this fierce and messy monk, the so-called divine power, but it's just a local chicken and a dog.

"King Chu Jiang."

"Emperor Song."

"The King of Five Senses."

"King Bian Cheng."

"King Tarzan."

"The King of the City."

"The King of Equality."

"The Wheel King."

The eight Yamas each announced their names, and for a while, there was no other sound from the fourth level of hell.

Because all the little ghosts have been scared to death by their momentum.

The Wheel King, who was the strongest in cultivation, spoke.

"Mad monk Ye Wujie, you forced your way through the Infernal Hell ten years ago, what do you say this time, I will keep you here."

Between the abyss and the mountains.

The big monk touched his shiny bald head, laughed, and didn't care.

"Ten years ago, the poor monk was also a solution."

"My son has to go to the eighteenth layer of hell to see if Hades has a beard, Lao Tzu told that little rabbit cub for a long time, Hades has no beard, he doesn't believe me has any way."

Ye Wujie's eyes seemed to drift far away, and at that moment, the eyes of this murderous great monk were as clear as water, and his figure was as tall as a mountain.

"You don't know, my son, when he was a kid, he liked to ask me a lot of weird questions."

"That day, that kid had to ask me if the king of Hades had a beard, and Lao Tzu couldn't help it, so he took him to see it, hey, in fact, I only found out later, it turns out that your king of Hades really has a fucking beard."

Ye Wujie stretched his waist slightly, Infernal Hell, and the earth shook the mountains.

That year, Ye Xiao, who was still a child, asked her father in a milky voice.

"Daddy, Lord Yama has a beard. I see that other grandfathers have it, and Lord Yama is also an old grandfather, so there must be. ”

At that time, Ye Wujie was far less domineering than now, and the great monk habitually touched his big bald head, and said helplessly: "It shouldn't be there, son, you have to ask the abbot and grandfather this kind of question, and the father doesn't understand it very well." ”

"Then Daddy, isn't there a Hades living under our house, you can take me to see it."

"This... Your mother won't let me run away with you, son. ”

"If you don't tell your mother, just the two of us, go secretly, Dad, why are you so stupid."

"Then let's go now?"

"Hmm. Otherwise, if my mother knows about it, she won't let us go. ”

"Okay, my son is sitting tight."

... ...

That year, a great monk put his son around his neck and went all the way to eighteen layers of hell.

Outside the palace of Hades, Ye Wujie was standing, and behind him, there were millions of corpses.

Ye Xiao rode on Ye Wujie's neck and opened her sleepy eyes.

Ye Wujie grinned and pointed to the king of Hades who was sitting in the hall.

"Son, that's Lord Yama."

Who says a father's love can't be as deep as water?

Son, where I am, there is a piece of sky that you can look up at.

That's a piece of the sky under your father's lonely courage for you.

(Once again, Happy Holidays to all fathers in the world.) Yuntao finished writing this article overnight, respectfully! ）