However, the bridge is on the road, and the right and wrong do not cross the Lechuan River.

The blood-yellow river is flowing endlessly, it is already a lonely soul and wild ghost with stumps and broken arms and an abominable face, in this Lechuan River full of snakes and insects, the cry of pain is already weak and weak, those who are unwilling to drink Meng Po soup, do not want to forget the past since then, naturally they can't walk the Nahe Bridge on the Lechuan River.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, where did it come from...... and where are you going......"

However, the rickety old woman on the bridge was full of silver threads, and her wrinkled face witnessed the passage of time, and the thin hands full of chicken skin were held with boiled Meng Po soup from time to time and handed to the ghost who walked on the Nai He Bridge.

"If I hear this, the Buddha is in the heavens for a while...... At that time, the immeasurable worlds of the ten directions, unspeakable, unspeakable, all the Buddhas and the great Bodhisattva Mahasattvas will come to gather......"

Hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha, all sentient beings will be exhausted, and Bodhi will be proven.

The sound of compassionate chanting comes from the reef in the Lechuan River, the Bodhisattva's face is like a white jade pair of ears hanging down the shoulders, closing his eyes and sitting cross-legged, the sound of the Buddha's sound Zen singing shines in the ten directions, and for a time disperses the clouds and mist in the Lechuan River, in this Buddha's Zen singing, those lonely souls and wild ghosts that were originally bitten by snakes and insects, tore and swam towards the reef in a crowded manner, and the Lechuan River, which was originally a fishy wind, set off the waves again......

The sound of the chanting of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth stopped abruptly, and when he slowly got up, a lotus flower with the size of a millstone rose from the reef of the Lechuan River, and went towards the capital city in the light of the Buddha.

The Netherworld Treasure Hall of the Capital City.

Among the eight notes, only the strings are the most, and the piano is the first, the elegant woman covers her face with white gauze, the slender jade fingers pluck the strings, the sound of the piano moves like a light spirit and the sky is far away like a flying bird, and like a crane stretching its neck, this song is faint and far away in the "Flat Sand and Falling Geese", the beautiful woman wearing a wide-sleeved fairy skirt is just the water sleeves lightly turned around and looked back, and a sadness of the autumn and the sad moon of loneliness and resentment is spontaneous......

Bao Wen is sitting upright on the top of the Netherworld Treasure Palace, after drinking the wine in the cup, he rises up to the heart of this trip, Wang Zhaojun, who has the appearance of a falling goose, plucks the strings, and the Xi Shi who looks like a sinking fish dances, if it is not in this netherworld, how can you watch!

The wine in the cellar for 3,000 years, the entrance is light as water, and the mellow fragrance is fragrant after entering the throat, although it is not as good as the elixir and jade liquid in the heavenly court, it is better than the wine in the yang world, even if Bao Wenzheng has now gone through the reincarnation of the fourth generation, it should be the most wine!

At the end of the song, the aftermath was faint, the breeze was blowing, the veil was slipping off, and Wang Zhaojun, who was stroking the qin, had already revealed his true face......

"Your Majesty......"

Outside the Netherworld Treasure Palace, he only walked into the leopard-eyed lion-nosed, with a long beard, wearing a gown, and wearing a square crown on his head, Yan Jun Qin Guangwang Jiang, after a long breath, immediately bowed his hand and said, "The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth is here!"

Bao Wen was sitting upright on the Netherworld Treasure Hall and turned a deaf ear, only after all these famous men of the previous dynasty retreated aside, all the calculations in his heart also fell into dust, and then Shi Shiran asked, "What is he doing here?"

"Presumably ......"

King Jiang of Qin Guang, who has always been as fierce as fire, was stammering at this moment, and said, "It should be that I want to temporarily use the Netherworld Treasure Hall to preach the scriptures!"

What should be done and what should not be done, how can Bao Wenzheng not know.

The Emperor Ziwei, who was high above the Netherworld Treasure Hall, looked at the trembling King Jiang Guang with a mocking gaze, and only after a long time did he speak: "The King of the Earth really thinks that he is the Netherworld Sect Master!"

"He is willing to preach the scriptures on the Lechuan River, and let him go, which can be regarded as saving some face for the West Tianling Mountain......"

In the heavenly court, there are only three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods, and most of them are from the three sects, and the old grudges involving the battle of the gods have not been eliminated.

And the Journey to the West, Buddhism is on the rise, it is the cause and effect of the Taishang saint and the primitive saint in order to repay the four saints who gathered to break the immortal sword array in the past......

The hostility has been formed early, how can it be cheaper for this Jizo King Bodhisattva, in this Netherworld Treasure Hall to preach the scriptures in a grand manner!

"Good, good......"

"The poor monk is not invited, please don't blame Your Majesty!"

A sentence of Buddha and this netherworld treasure hall sounded, sometimes there is a sky of flowers, the ground swells golden lotus, and this Buddha sound Zen chanting in the lotus on the lotus king Bodhisattva, has floated into this netherworld treasure hall, holding the seven treasures Zen staff with one hand and bowing, the Buddha light in the light of the mouth said.

There are four great Bodhisattvas in the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Manjushri Bodhisattva, Puxian Bodhisattva, and Jizo King Bodhisattva......

In the Netherworld Treasure Hall, the Buddha's sound Zen singing contains great fearlessness, great compassion, the day is full of flowers and is the ground surging golden lotus, and this mysterious very vision, the side of the attendants of the former dynasty are all bowing and worshipping, showing a pious look, if not afraid of being trapped in the eighteen layers of hell, only afraid that the mouth has been called Buddha.

"Your Majesty......"

"Your Majesty......"

The exclamation came from outside the Netherworld Treasure Hall, the first hall of Qin Guangwang Jiang, the second hall of Chujiang Wang Li, the third hall Song Emperor Yu, the fourth hall Wuguan Wang Lu, the fifth hall Yama Wang Bao, the sixth hall Bian Cheng Wang Bi, the seventh hall Taishan Wang Dong, the eighth hall of the city Wang Huang, the ninth hall of Equality Wang Lu, and the tenth hall of the wheel Wang Xue, all of them showed panic on their faces and stumbled into the Netherworld Treasure Hall.

"Your Majesty, the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo is profound, and the little gods can't stop him!"

The Wheel King Xue had a short beard, held the wat board given by the heavenly court in both hands, pushed the golden mountain and poured the jade pillar to the ground, and said with a smile.

The young man who was dressed in a straight robe and covered with a plump body immediately slowly stood up from the top of the Netherworld Treasure Hall, looking at the famous Jizo King Bodhisattva with a smile, and the "Shangqing Immortal Light" that lingered around him was shining in an instant, and before he could speak, a sword three feet six inches and five minutes long, the sword body and scabbard were all soapy black, and the sword with a cyan lotus flower covering it appeared out of thin air!

Qingping Sword!

Mortal flesh fetus, even if the Qingping sword is in hand, it is powerless to fight with this Jizo King Bodhisattva!

However, this Qingping sword is the portable sword of the saint of Biyou Palace!

"If you know that you have to come in, why do you still come!"

Bao Wenzheng raised his hand to hold the Qingping sword in his hand, stared at the King of the Earth and said word by word: "You say, I can't be deceived in the Biyou Palace of Jinao Island!"

After four generations of reincarnation, all because of this Qingping sword, and obtained the supreme classic of interception of the sect "Shangqing Dadong True Scripture", it has already been branded with the mark of Biyou Palace on Jinao Island.

"Good, good......"

"The poor monk is rude!"

The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth immediately changed his complexion slightly, and also reined in the magical powers in this Netherworld Treasure Hall, the day of the flower no longer fell, the golden lotus stopped abruptly, and the sound of the Buddha's voice and chanting was also gone, and the Seven Treasures Zen staff in his hand was collected in the "Sumeru Ring", and he also walked down the lotus, and said with his hands together and bowed his head.

"You came to disturb my purity for no reason, what are you doing?"

Bao Wenzheng was holding the Qingping Sword in his hand, standing on the top of this Netherworld Treasure Hall, and said with an indifferent expression.

"Your Majesty, the poor monk heard that His Majesty has come to the capital city, and he has come to borrow this Netherworld Treasure Hall from His Majesty temporarily!"

The Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo paced forward, his face showing compassion, but his words were neither humble nor arrogant.

"I've never met you, so why do I want to lend you this Netherworld Treasure Hall temporarily?"

After the journey to the west, the trend of Buddhism has become prosperous early, and now the situation in this Netherworld Treasure Hall is stronger than others, Bao Wenzheng could not restrain his anger, and asked.

"Your Majesty, when the poor monk came to this underworld, he made a grand injustice, hell is not empty, he vows not to become a Buddha, all sentient beings are exhausted, and Bodhi ......."

The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth showed compassion on his face, looked around at the famous men of the former dynasty in the Netherworld Treasure Hall, sighed and said: "Your Majesty is the head of the Four Emperors, sitting in the Daluo Tian Ziwei Heavenly Palace in charge ......of the North Pole Exorcism Courtyard, the upper control of the stars, the middle of the ten thousand laws, and the lower collar of the capital, it can be said that everything is complicated."

"Mortals are confused, and there is no liberation in these six reincarnations, and I hope that Your Majesty will remember the suffering of all living beings, and allow the poor monks to preach the scriptures here, so that all living beings in these three thousand worlds can stay away from the seven sufferings of life....."

Bao Wenzheng was secretly angry when he heard this, and stood up with his hands in his hands and stepped forward slowly, teasing and said, "Why don't you enter the Western Elysium as soon as possible?"

"Good, good...... Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and like electricity......"

The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth showed compassion on his face, bowed his head with his palms together, and bowed again, and said.

"The compassion of King Jizo Bodhisattva is truly admirable!"

Bao Wenzheng has the Qingping sword in his hand at this moment, and he doesn't need to return the gift, nor does he want to return the gift, but under the words of the King of the Earth Bodhisattva, he can't avoid answering, only retreating as advance, and said: "This Netherworld Treasure Hall is temporarily lent to you, it's not impossible......

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

When these words landed, the ten halls of Yama who were kneeling down with this Netherworld Treasure Hall had already exclaimed, the Netherworld Treasure Hall was the dormitory between the Emperor Ziwei of the Middle Heaven Arctic and the underworld, this matter was related to the face of the Heavenly Court, if it was easily lent, I was afraid that I would not be able to return to the Heavenly Court in the future......

Bao Wen's face was solemn, and he raised his hand to signal that the ten halls of Yan Luomo wanted to say more, and then looked at the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth who was covered with the light of the Buddha and smiled without saying a word.

"Good, good......"

King Jizo Bodhisattva twisted his fingers and smiled, and said, "How can Your Majesty temporarily lend this Netherworld Treasure Hall to the poor monk?"

In the Netherworld Treasure Hall, the laughter of the Emperor Ziwei sounded, and the plump and handsome young man turned around and walked to the top of the Netherworld Treasure Hall, but when he was sitting in danger, he drank the wine in the cup again.

"In the past, the Buddha once made a big fuss in the underworld, and changed the book of life and death without authorization, so that the face of my underworld was ruined!"

Bao Wenzheng waved his hand to signal the Misty Moon Ghost King to pour wine, and only after the slightly trembling pair of jade hands poured the wine in the cup, then he raised the cup and said slowly: "Now that the journey to the west has long passed, the great prosperity of Buddhism has been completed, and you will waste the way of Sun Wukong and send him to the eighteen layers of hell in my underworld to pay for the sins you have committed......."

"This Netherworld Treasure Hall can be lent to you temporarily!"