"Do I cling to hell?" Yu Chen thought thoughtfully, relying on his spirituality, he could naturally feel the changes in the spiritual realm after the appearance of the Golden Armor Heavenly God, which was not so much a god who punished the woman, but rather a woman's own obsession.

Many humans have a very interesting trait, they like to trap themselves in the memories of the past, they are reluctant to come out, they torture themselves while refusing to let go, and cry out in pain.

And this is also hell, a hell that belongs to one person.

Buddhism's so-called Three Realms Fire House, many times it is not the fire that is burning you, it is you who are burning yourself.

These women themselves are lonely ghosts, most of them died of love, some of them were women, some were eloped people, and none of them had a good reputation after death. These pasts, entangled in these women's bodies, have become the past they dare not, can't, and don't want to let go, and in the special spiritual realm of the painting wall, they turn into golden armor gods and continue to torture them.

In this way, the image of the gold-armored god represents its sacredness and correctness, the iron chain represents the bondage of the self, and the copper hammer represents the external pressure. These are all things that a woman can't resist, can't resist.

Thinking of this, Yu Chen also understood the idea of the immovable monk, and also guessed his Pudu method, he wanted to use his own compassion to transform this group of dead souls.

This is also a major feature of Mahayana Buddhism, as long as these deceased souls believe in the boundless Dharma and ask the immovable monks for help, the monks can connect with their hearts and minds, and with the help of their own Dharma cultivation, they can work with the arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas with one heart and one mind, and with the same wishes, to pull them out of the sea of suffering.

It's just that all of this needs to be believed, they don't believe that the immovable monk can save them, and the immovable monk is a hundred, a thousand times more powerful, and it is difficult to pull them out of their obsession.

'However, is all this change due to the original characteristics of this spiritual realm, or is it because the immovable monk is integrated into it?' Yu Chen felt a little strange in his heart, looking at the immovable monk and frowning, he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Is there anything I need help with?"

The monk said with a smile: "There is no need for Taoist friends to do anything, everything is already on the right path, we just need to wait for their arrival! ”

As he spoke, the immovable monk stretched out his hand, and a lotus flower bloomed, motioning for Yuchen to sit up.

Sitting on the lotus platform, Yu Chen felt the surging spirits around him, converging around his body.

Before I had time to feel the mystery of this place, the immovable monk above had already opened his mouth to preach, this immovable monk cultivated exquisitely, proficient in Buddhism, and every word contained the Sanskrit rhyme of Buddhism.

When Yu Chen heard this, he felt in his heart that this immovable monk was showing his own way to himself, like a lamp that was lit in the dark, guiding Yu Chen's way forward in front of the road.

The mana in Yu Chen's body began to operate, the five directions and five gods changed, Yu Chen thought in his heart, opened the golden finger, and accepted the falling spiritual machine, and the seventy-two methods of earth evil, such as shifting the scene, marrying dreams, clone, invisibility, spraying, and fingering, were constantly shaking, and vaguely wanted to fade away the last trace of gray.

But Yu Chen, who opened the golden finger, didn't notice the change in the earth's evil spell, and his mind fell into tranquility.

The consciousness returned to the soul in the sea of knowledge, and Yu Chen silently recited the mantra, and the power of thought swept back and forth in the sea of knowledge. Suddenly, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the surrounding ears, which made people feel a wonderful feeling of letting go of their worries and finding great freedom.

When he opened his eyes, Yu Chen saw the shadows of Arhats and Bodhisattvas surrounding him.

Zhu Xiaolian, who was covered with wounds, was lying on the lotus, blood was constantly flowing out, looking at the injury, it was obviously beaten by the golden armor god, and there were many women around him, praying silently.

The woman who called Zhu Xiaolian as the prime minister even knelt down on the immobile monk and kept kowtowing.

Yu Chen's gaze shifted, and soon he saw the golden-armored god standing there not far away, with a black face like paint, holding an iron chain in one hand and a copper hammer in the other, like a Dharma protector god.

At this time, this golden-armored god man was fighting with the immovable monk-for-tat: "Master, I know that you are merciful, but this son has trespassed into our unwanted fairyland, and ruined the cultivation of the fairy, and it is his duty to punish him, why are you stopping me?"

"Good, good! Jinjia donor, many female donors have understood, you still don't understand? Zhu Shizhu was whipped by you to save people, so that all female donors let go of their hearts, it can be said that it is a kind of good cause, good fruit, and they should have retribution, why should you suffer?"

After speaking, the immovable monk said to the women again: "When you can let go of your attachment, it's time to be free." ”

When he said this, the monk smiled gently, reached out to the top of the woman's head who was close to Zhu Xiaolian, and gently stroked it. The pure Buddha light poured into the woman's body along the place where the two touched, wrapping it in the Buddha light, and a warm, loving, peaceful, and tolerant aura was revealed in front of Yu Chen.

The eyes of the surrounding women flowed with shiny liquid, and Yu Chen also felt that her eyes were a little moist, as if something was about to seep out of her eyes.

After these tears flowed out, a faint fluorescence appeared on the women's bodies, and the original gloomy ghost aura faded little by little, giving birth to various flower fragrances, as if fading the body of the yin soul and turning into a heavenly woman.

"What is this?am I?" When the golden armor god man changed in many women, he also collapsed little by little, he looked at his body and was frightened, but in the end, he said happily: "I see! I see! Congratulations to you on untying your heart knots, gaining liberation, and I am also full of merit!"

As he spoke, the figure of the golden armor god condensed again, the iron chain and copper hammer in his hand turned into green smoke and disappeared, the golden armor on his body turned into a monk's robe, and his pitch-black face also turned into a beautiful face. Walking in front of the immovable monk, he bowed and said, "Thank you for the help of Senior Brother Fudong, you can get out of the sea of suffering!"

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! It is a great blessing for the junior and junior to be able to wake up. The immovable monk folded his hands in return, and then stretched out his hand, and the Buddha's light poured out of his hand and rushed towards Zhu Xiaolian.

Yu Chen suddenly spoke: "Zen Master, please wait a moment!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire spiritual realm was slightly solidified, and the immovable monk smiled: "What's the matter with Daoyou?"

"I'm just a little curious about Zhu Shusheng's injury. Saying that, Yuchen jumped off the lotus throne and came to Zhu Xiaolian's side to take a look, the blood was real, the injury was real, and there was no trace of falsehood.

"What did you see?" the monk asked very calmly, but he didn't want Yu Chen to nod and say, "I saw something!" When I came over, his vitality began to fall into silence rapidly. Wait a minute, do you want to force the immovable monk to use his fundamental vitality to save him, or do you want to force me to stay?"