The pale golden illusory lotus flower was born out of thin air, slowly falling from the sky, but disappeared the moment it touched the ground, turning into a little brilliance, bringing a faint light to this pitch-black copper hell, just like fireflies in the night sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Tianlong chanting, the earth surging golden lotus, if it is really a bodhisattva traveling, heaven and earth celebrate, among the six worlds, only the king of the earth has this great virtue.

Wei Jing and King Qin Guang walked on the scarlet ground one after the other, this space was shrouded in Buddha light, the huge Buddha power was permeated, and all the ghosts were purified, thrown into reincarnation, and reborn.

Being able to be transformed by the King of Jizo is a good ending for these fierce souls and evil ghosts who are full of sins, at least they don't have to endure the endless pain of the eighteen layers of hell.

At the end of the gaze, there was a faint light flowing, and the source of all the Buddha's power was there.

King Qin Guang had been here a few times before, so he was familiar with the way, and walked towards the deepest part of hell with Wei Jing.

But all the ghosts who can still hold on to the present are all peerless figures in life, and they are also ghosts after death, unwilling to be reincarnated and lose everything, they resist the transformation of the king of Jizo, hoping to break away from the underworld and go to the boundless ghost world.

The space was surprisingly silent, only the sound of endless footsteps sounded, the pitch-black peaks towered into the clouds, the wide stone walls were steep, across a hundred zhang, and the huge ravines were confused, and the depth could not be seen.

Wei Jing didn't speak, and King Qin Guang didn't speak, and the two walked towards the front quietly.

But faintly it could be seen that King Qin Guang's heart was shaking, his face kept struggling, and the closer he got to the place of Buddha's light, the slower his steps became, and finally less than a thousand feet away from there, he stopped.

"Lord Kaiyu, King Jizo is in front. ”

He turned around and said respectfully to Wei Jing.

"Well, you just wait here, and this seat alone will go and meet this eternal Jizo King Bodhisattva. ”

Wei Jing directly crossed him, carrying the long sword at his waist, and walked towards the valley in front of him, every step he took was a hundred and ten zhang away, and in just a few breaths, he disappeared into the eyes of King Qin Guang.

The mountains, rocks, earth, water, fire, smoke and clouds, everything is black, it is a kind of pitch black from the inside out, there is no other color.

The pitch-black river flowed through the valley, leading to an inexplicable void, and as far as the eye could see, all you could see was a gray patch, like chaos.

In the middle of the valley, there is a small flat land, three zhang square, and around the flat land, there is a swamp, but the most terrifying thing is the things in the swamp, that are countless evil ghosts struggling in it, countless arms shaking in the air, terrifying ghost energy hovering, incomparably clear.

This is the ghost Ze, according to legend, it is the place where the king of Jizo is encircled, because of the suppression of too many powerful ghosts are eroded by the ghost qi, can turn human flesh and blood, destroy the original god of people, is an extremely filthy thing between heaven and earth.

On the flat ground, a vague figure sits cross-legged, draped in a black robe, holding a string of prayer beads, and chanting sutras in his mouth.

Every time the figure spit out a scripture, the Buddha light on his body filled with a point, and the Buddha power turned into a huge golden net, enveloping the entire ghost swamp, and countless ghosts were roaring, and the golden Buddha light was like a raging fire, scorching their souls and dissipating the evil qi on their primordial spirits.

"Since Daoyou is here, let's come over and talk about it. ”

The hollow voice suddenly sounded in Wei Jing's ears, and he didn't know where it came from, and the vague figure still didn't move, like a dead wood for thousands of years, lifeless.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even he wouldn't have sensed its existence.

Wei Jing's eyes showed a cautious look, but he didn't stop at his feet, stepped on the sword lotus, crossed the void, and stepped through the ghost swamp, and before the palms of those powerful ghosts were stretched out, they were cut off by the invisible sword qi and turned into flying ashes.

Every time he took a step, countless sword qi spread out from his feet, and in an instant, the huge ghost ze was covered with snow-white sword qi, and a layer of frost spread, freezing everything under his feet, and thousands of powerful ghosts were killed, but in a breath or two, the vast ghost swamp was silent, but all the ghosts were erased, leaving only a piece of ice slag.

"The Shushan Sword Sect in the human world only worships and sees the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth. ”

Stepping over the ghost swamp, Wei Jing stood still, stepping on the void, staring at the vague figure.

There is no doubt that this is the King of Jizo in front of him, the deep cultivation is bottomless, just like a fog, he can be sure that even if it is the Emperor of Heaven, Chonglou alone on cultivation, can not catch up with the King of Jizo, as for which is stronger and which is weak, but it is not easy to say, only after fighting, even so, he is not afraid.

"Dao is friendly and murderous. ”

The hollow voice sounded again, and the blurred figure turned around, and the face was still unclear, or that face was the portrait of all beings, which was ever-changing and unpredictable, which showed the depth of its Buddhist path.

The rosary turns, the robe flutters, the Buddha light shines behind him, and there are Buddha's phantoms on all sides, suppressing the Quartet, a good country of Buddha, Elysium.

At this moment, even with a respectful mind, I couldn't help but be in a trance, but in an instant, I regained clarity.

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, not killing is killing, killing is not killing, the Bodhisattva is in the face. ”

"It is a merit for me to kill them so that they will not be harmed from hell and ascend to bliss early. ”

Wei Jing stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the King of Jizo from afar, and the Yishui sword at his waist trembled slightly, eager to get out of the sheath.

He borrowed the Buddhist explanation, and he had followed the old monk and practiced Buddhism, although he did not have much success, but he also knew a little about it.

"I think I already know the meaning of this seat's coming. ”

He raised an eyebrow and spoke again.

If the king of Jizo was not nosy, then everything would be fine today, if not, it is no wonder that he has a sword in his hand.

"Daoyou's murderous intent is too great, I'm afraid it will hurt Tianhe, if the ghost world is handed over to Daoyou, the beings of the Six Realms are afraid that it will be difficult. ”

There was a look of misery on his blurred face, as if he was lamenting the suffering of the living beings.

The meaning of the king of the earth is obvious, the underworld can't just be handed over to Wei Jing, he sensed from the dark that a monstrous catastrophe is coming, and the person in front of him is the key to this, if Wei Jing is allowed to get the help of the army of the ghost world and the ten halls of Yama, I am afraid that no one will be able to check and balance it at that time.

"What does the Bodhisattva mean unwillingly?"

Wei Jing's tone was calm, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the majestic momentum erupted from his body, turning into an invisible heavenly sword hanging above the sky, threatening the Quartet, countless sword qi was born out of thin air, entrenched in the Quartet of the King of Jizo, the terrifying killing intent was permeated, and in an instant, the wind rose in all directions, like the sharpest blade, drawing the ground into a deep ravine.

"I just don't know if the Bodhisattva can defeat the three-foot sword in the hands of this seat. ”

I don't know when, his palm has already rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the cold light of Sen Ran spreads out, transforming into a bright sword qi.

"Chop"

A soft shout, like spring thunder after the rain, burst in the air, and the pitch-black sky cracked from the middle.

Wei Jing's figure suddenly disappeared in place, only a bleak cold light crossed the sky, and countless sword qi were dense, like pouring heavy rain, impermeable to the wind, enveloping the space within a radius of thousands of feet.

Between him and the king of Jizo, it is destined to be impossible to make peace, since this is the case, then the first strike is strong, Yi Shui sword slammed out of the sheath, cut through the void, rolled up the storm, poured down.

The pitch-black ghost swamp shattered in an instant, and the sword qi rippled, tearing open countless huge cracks.

Countless sword dao laws converged on the blade of the sword, extending a terrifying edge, turning into the most dazzling solitary moon, slowly rising.

The white moonlight sprinkled into the sky, the terrifying cold broke out, the surging waves wave after wave, endlessly, countless sword lights turned into terrifying waves, and the momentum was vast.

"Amitabha"

King Jizo proclaimed the Buddha's name, the Buddha light behind him soared, and the boundless Buddha power came from the eighteen layers of hell and gathered in front of him.

He has suppressed the hell for countless years, and he has long been integrated with this place, and in a casual way, he can mobilize the power of the eighteen layers of hell.

The power of the Buddha surged, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a "swastika" Buddha seal, and the sound of Zen singing echoed between heaven and earth, and countless Buddhas were chanting.

In the next moment, the Buddha seal broke through the sword light in the sky, suppressing the space in the square circle, the wind suddenly stopped, and the torrential rain suddenly stopped.

The golden chains extended out from behind the King of Jizo, rising in the wind, rising to the size of a hundred zhang, entering the sea with the divine dragon, locking Wei Jing from all directions.