Chapter 1378: Charge the Punishment Court

"The influence of the entire Linglong Ancient Temple in Kyushu is greater than that of the Central Imperial Dynasty, and it is not normal to have so many pilgrims. Besides, today is the day when the monks of Hongyuan preach, and eighty percent of these people are coming for him. ”

Qin Xiaolong smiled.

In the secular world, pilgrims entering temples to make wishes are basically to pray for the elimination of disasters.

But in the cultivation world, it is different, many people mainly come to listen to the preaching of the senior monks of the Linglong Ancient Temple and answer the doubts encountered in cultivation.

According to Qin Xiaolong's understanding, in the entire Linglong Ancient Temple, there are a total of ten dojos, and the cultivation of senior monks who preach from human immortals to masters.

But the most attractive thing is undoubtedly the preaching of the Buddha in the realm of the god emperor.

According to the custom of Linglong Ancient Temple, every year on the Buddha Bathing Festival, a Buddha from the realm of God Emperor will be sent out to preach for free, which lasts for seven days.

At this time, the Linglong Ancient Temple is almost overcrowded.

And this year's keynote speaker is the monk Hongyuan of Linglong Ancient Temple.

The God Emperor preached for free, which was almost impossible anywhere.

But for these monks in Linglong Ancient Temple, preaching itself is a kind of practice, and it can also make good connections, and they have always enjoyed it.

According to the rules, when they arrived within the range of the Linglong Ancient Temple, they couldn't fly in the sky, and Qin Xiaolong and the others didn't make any special moves, and followed the crowd into the Linglong Ancient Temple.

Follow the stone path in front of you until you go to the left, and you will find the dojo.

However, Qin Xiaolong and the others didn't come to listen to the sermon, they continued to go straight directly, and soon came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The Daxiong Treasure Hall of Linglong Ancient Temple is called a solemn style, which enshrines more than a dozen golden Buddha statues.

And those who can be enshrined here are all eminent monks who have made great contributions to the entire human race, otherwise even if you are a peerless master in the late stage of the God Emperor, you are not qualified to be enshrined here with a golden body.

"Little master, take the liberty of asking, where is your abbot, I have something to look for him."

Qin Xiaolong casually stopped a young monk who had cultivated to the mere Creation Realm and asked.

"The abbot has gone out to travel the world, and it may take a few years to come back, and he is currently the acting presiding officer of the Fuxian Master."

The little monk replied quickly.

"Then can you take us to meet Master Fuxian?"

Qin Xiaolong continued.

Qin Xiaolong, the name of the Fuxian monk, has heard of it, he is one of the ten gods and emperors in the Linglong Ancient Temple, and his status in the Linglong Ancient Temple is quite high.

"The two donors are here for a while, and I'll ask Master Fuxian if he would like to see you."

After saying this, the little monk went to the inner hall.

Qin Xiaolong and the others waited patiently in place.

Nearly twenty minutes later, the little monk went and returned.

"Master Fuxian has already agreed with you, you come with me."

The little monk said something to Qin Xiaolong, and then led them towards the depths of the Linglong Ancient Temple.

"Little master, where are we going?"

Seeing that the little monk had no intention of stopping after walking for five or six minutes, Qin Xiaolong asked casually.

"Go to the Punishment Courtyard, Master Fuxian is there to kill a few demons without blinking, and he said to let you go over to see him."

The little monk replied.

"Oh."

Hearing this, Qin Xiaolong didn't ask any more.

After walking for another four or five minutes, the little monk finally stopped in front of a rather old-looking mansion.

Unlike other places, there are eighteen Arhats guarding the gate of this mansion, and the weakest of them are all masters, and the quasi-emperor has six people!

"Little monk, why are there so many people guarding the Punishment Courtyard of You?"

Yu Jinyao asked curiously.

"The people in charge of the punishment court are all some heinous devils, in order to prevent anyone from trespassing here, the abbot has let the eighteen Arhats guard here all the year round."

The little monk replied.

"There are so many masters in Linglong Ancient Temple, who dares to trespass?"

Yu Jinyao smiled.

"You can't say that, the ancestors in the temple often go out to travel around the world or retreat to practice, and some thieves will take the opportunity to forcibly break into the prison to rescue those big devils."

"This has happened several times, so the guards in charge of the Punishment House are getting stronger and stronger. Otherwise, if you run out of a big devil, you don't know how many people will be killed. ”

The little monk explained.

"That's right."

Yu Jinyao nodded approvingly.

Then, the little monk came to one of the quasi-emperor-level arhats.

"Master Zhiyuan, I brought these two donors to Master Fuxian, Master Fuxian should have told you, right?"

The little monk said respectfully.

"I've already said it, let's go inside."

Zhiyuan Luohan nodded, and then pinched several spells with his fingers, opening the prohibition leading to the Punishment Courtyard, and a light gate immediately appeared in front of Qin Xiaolong and them.

"Two donors, please come with me."

The little monk made a gesture of invitation, but Qin Xiaolong and the others didn't think much about it, and followed him into the Light Gate.

After passing through the light gate, Qin Xiaolong's environment in front of them changed abruptly.

It was as if they had come to hell, where there was a gray patch everywhere, and the air smelled of decay and death!

And in the gray mist, a demon can be faintly seen imprisoned in a special cage.

Some are being fried, some are being cut in half, and some are being burned in flames.

All kinds of torture make people's scalps tingle to watch, and these people have to endure this torture again and again.

"Your Prison is modeled after the Eighteen Layers of Hell, right?"

Qin Xiaolong couldn't help but ask.

"This is actually the equivalent of the eighteen layers of hell, and the more sinful the people, the more severe the punishment they will receive, only in this way can their sins be purified and they can be reborn."

The little monk replied.

In this regard, Qin Xiaolong did not make any further comments.

After all, the Linglong Ancient Temple has its own rules of doing things, and the Punishment Courtyard has existed tens of thousands of years ago, since this thing can continue to exist, it must have its reason.

"Master Fuxian, I brought you the two donors."

The little monk bent down at the void in front of him and said respectfully.

"Come here."

An old voice came from the gray mist.

Then, the gray mist parted automatically, revealing a passage to the center.

Qin Xiaolong and the others walked along the passage for more than ten minutes, and finally came to a square made of black stone.

On the square sat cross-legged an old monk dressed in coarse linen, but with a fairy wind.

The old monk was chanting scriptures that Qin Xiaolong couldn't understand, and in front of him were three corpses that were burning.

But unlike ordinary flames, the flames on these three people are pure black, which looks quite weird!

"Dust to dust, dust to earth, all sins have been gone, I hope you can be a good person in the next life."

After the old monk finished reciting the scriptures, the three corpses were all reduced to ashes in an instant.

Then a fresh breeze blew, and the three corpses also turned into dust and drifted between heaven and earth.