With the guidance of Yin Thirty-Eight, the rest of the road was much easier, and it could even be said to be unimpeded.

It's just that when they left the Yama Hall and came to the twelfth station, Yang Xuantong and the others stayed for a while. This is the lotus platform, and it is also the place where the Jizo King Bodhisattva preached.

The lotus platform in the golden light is mainly golden, supplemented by seven colors, giving people endless joy and endless freedom. If the underworld is like winter, then the Jizo King Bodhisattva is a spring breeze blowing in winter.

King Jizo Bodhisattva once vowed that hell would not be empty and not become a Buddha.

The ghosts who pass by here will be blessed by the Jizo King Bodhisattva and feel the full illumination of the Dharma. Yang Xuantong and the others saw with their own eyes that a ghost with incomplete limbs crawled here, and after being blessed by the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo, it turned into a lotus flower and was reborn in the Western Elysium.

"Hey, although the rain is wide, it does not moisten the grass without roots, and although the Dharma is wide, it does not cross the people who have no fate. There are still many ghosts who can't let go of their obsessions and don't know what will happen to them in the future. Yang Xuantong looked at the ghosts who were still hideous, sighed and said.

"There are so many people who have passed away in the world, how can they all be reincarnated as humans." Yin Thirty-Eight said with a smile.

"Let's continue to move forward, after listening to this Dharma of King Jizo Bodhisattva, it seems that Xiao Tongtong has also changed a little. Is it the means you arranged in the Yang World that have shown their effects? ”

Yang Xuantong looked down at Tongtong, Tongtong's little face was now flushed, as if she had just absorbed those auras in the pendant. Only this time her veins didn't bulge.

"Tongtong, how do you feel?" Yang Xuantong asked with concern.

"I'm so hot and I'm a little thirsty." Tongtong said with a frown.

Yang Xuantong frowned, this must be an abnormal phenomenon. How can you feel the heat between the underworld, if you say that you feel a little warmth, you can also say that you have been blessed by the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

He took Tongtong's little hand, and Tongtong's little hand was now hot, like a small fire coal.

"Let's move on." Yang Xuantong looked at Yin Thirty-Eight and nodded.

Walking further, there was no longer a gray patch in front of me, but a little bit brighter. When you see clearly, a bright light hangs high in the sky, and no matter which direction you look at, it seems to be so far away from you.

"This is the road of light, the road of reincarnation, the road of reincarnation. The bridge in front of it is the Golden and Silver Bridge. Yin Thirty-Eight pointed to a stone bridge sticking out of the cliff and said.

Yang Xuantong followed Yin Thirty-Eight's finger and saw that there were four statues of divine beasts on both sides of the bridge. When he saw the statue of the white tiger, he could feel the joy in his spiritual heart.

Groups of spirits passed by them, and when they reached the bridge, they would pick up the soup that Meng Po had poured for them. After drinking, you will continue to walk to the other end of the bridge. At the other end of the bridge, six pillars of light rose to the sky, and that was the gate of six reincarnations.

"Wait a minute, those reincarnation gates can't enter, and you can't go on the Huanyang Road here." Yang Xuantong said with a wry smile.

Now she can only wait, waiting for Tongtong's spiritual appearance to change and absorb the energy in her body. Otherwise, even if I go back now, it still won't solve the problem.

And how to get back is also a big problem. If you are a passerby, you can go directly to Huanyang Road. But Tongtong is not, if she takes the road of returning to Yang, she will become a real wanderer, then all today's efforts will be in vain.

Now Yin Thirty-Eight has lost all his mana, in fact, even if his mana is still there, Yang Xuantong doesn't dare to let him help anymore. It is estimated that if Yin Thirty-eight makes a mistake again, he will definitely have to get off the oil pot.

What made Yang Xuantong a little depressed was that Meng Po on the bridge would glance at them when she was fine, and occasionally raise the tea bowl in her hand and invite them over to drink soup.

Who would dare to drink this soup? After drinking it, he really forgot about his past life and this life, even if this soup was more delicious than Feilong soup, Yang Xuantong didn't dare to try it.

He didn't dare to try, but Tongtong was a little thirsty now, and looked at Meng Po's bowl pitifully, and his mouth clicked twice.

"Thirty-eight, you said that if I use magic here and don't destroy it, there should be no problem, right?" Yang Xuantong turned his head to look at Yin Thirty-Eight and asked.

"As long as it's not too big, there shouldn't be any problem." Yin Thirty-eight thought for a while and said with some uncertainty. Nor could he give a clear answer, nor did he give himself permission to do so.

Yang Xuantong grabbed Tongtong's two little hands, put them together in his palms, and then invoked his spiritual power.

He is also trying to help Tongtong quickly promote the development of some spiritual phases. If you want to absorb the power in Tongtong's body, you have to rely on the growth of the spiritual phase.

And there is a more convenient condition here, there is a statue of the White Tiger Divine Beast here. Just by looking at it, the spirit in my body is much more active, and if I call it again, I may have some unexpected gains.

Xiao Tongtong's hands became hotter and hotter, his face became redder and redder, and the aura agitated by Yang Xuantong's body fluctuated more and more.

The Spirit White Tiger rose from above his head, and an exploding whistling sound rang out from the statue of the White Tiger on the bridge. As the roar of the tiger passed, it became silent.

Yin Thirty-eight smiled bitterly in his heart, he had already told him, don't make too much of a move, now this is going to make a fuss. Don't think about it, you will definitely attract the Yin Soldiers for a while. This is the important land of the underworld, and if the land of reincarnation is disturbed, then the world will be in chaos.

Yang Xuantong can't help it, now he can't move even if he wants to. The spirit on his head was communicating with the white tiger statue on the bridge, as if he was communicating, and it was also like chatting. Xiao Tongtong's head was now rising with a stream of moisture, which was the sweat that had just evaporated from the top of her head.

You can imagine how hot the little guy must be now. Yang Xuantong couldn't stand it anymore, but he couldn't let go of his hand now.

Yin Thirty-eight on the side observed for a while and found that something was wrong. After frowning and thinking for a while, he lifted the iron chain hanging on his body and put it on the hands of Yang Xuantong and Xiao Tongtong.

Yang Xuantong nodded effortfully and expressed his gratitude. After this iron chain was put on his hand, it made him feel a lot more comfortable, and the original biting coldness of the iron chain has now become a trace of coolness.

On Yin Thirty-eight's body, this is a punishment for him, but in the eyes of Yang Xuantong and Xiao Tongtong, this is a weapon to prevent heatstroke and cool down.