Chapter 41: The Town Prison Temple

"Oh no, my lord! Trouble is coming! Someone trespassed into the underworld, and he has injured a lot of ghosts, and now he has reached the gate of the city!"

In the city of the underworld, the city lord had just sent the Buddha Gate Jizo King Bodhisattva away, and before he could sit firmly on the throne, he heard a commotion outside the main hall, and then a ghost judge with missing arms and legs ran to him with a crawl, "King, King, there is a strong man who has broken through the realm to come to our underworld!"

The city lord of the city of vain death is three feet tall, with a wide mouth and fangs, and an extremely bad temper, he catches ghosts and drinks if he doesn't agree with him, and when he hears someone trespassing on the underworld, he is also overjoyed after being furious, "Only the souls of immortals and others can break through the void and break into the netherworld, this kind of soul is no less than the holy water golden pill, eat one, at least worth my thousand years of cultivation!"

He was greedy in his heart, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, picked up a big knife in the hall, and walked out violently, asking the ghost judge whose body was a lot darker as he walked, "Which cultivator is this person who breaks into the underworld? Is it a Buddhist sect or a Taoist sect? or a demon gate?"

The ghost judge next to him said with a look of shame: "Before the little one could see it clearly, he knocked him to the ground, and he couldn't distinguish his breath clearly." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The city lord scolded in vain: "How can something like waste be so useless?"

Suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the ghost judge, raised it in front of him, stabbed it, and had torn off one of the ghost judge's legs, in the scream of the ghost judge, stuffed this leg into the big mouth, chewed a few times, swallowed the lower stomach, looked at the ghost judge with bright eyes, stretched out his tongue and **** around his lips, hehe smiled: "Next time it's so useless, I will definitely pull your head off and taste it!"

The ghost judge trembled in fright, and cried repeatedly, "The king spares his life! The king spares his life! The person outside is too powerful for the little ones to resist, so they beg the king to come forward." ”

The lord of the city threw aside the ghostly judgment that had dimmed a lot and was almost translucent, and strode towards the city gate with a large sword.

As soon as he walked to the city gate, he felt a shock in the space, and then a golden light flashed, and the city gate in front of him exploded, and a red-robed young man broke into the city with a golden Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and was walking towards him.

In front of the red-robed young man, a spirit rune emitted a bright white light that enveloped his whole body, and the spirit rune flew slowly in the air, and the young man followed the same step under the spirit rune, never leaving the shroud of the spirit rune.

This red-robed young man is Yang Yi, and as for the spirit rune in the eyes of the city lord, it is the third letter that Taishi Yang asked him to send.

"It's actually a physical body!

After seeing Yang Yi for the first time, the heart of this vain city lord jumped, and he flew back when he landed, and he didn't even have the courage to test Yang Yi.

This netherworld, if you want to enter, you must be a soul, as for those who can enter in the flesh, with tens of thousands of years of experience of killing the city lord, I have seen one person, and that person is the Bodhisattva of the Buddha Gate.

When the Bodhisattva entered the underworld for the first time, he chanted all the way, but all the ghosts who heard him chanting were all turned into demons on the spot, and the ghosts were eliminated, and they re-entered the reincarnation.

And this vain death city lord is also one of the ghost kings who has been transformed by the Jizo King Bodhisattva, so he can best understand the horror of people who can enter the netherworld in the flesh.

Not long after the King of the Earth Bodhisattva subdued the underworld, there were immortals in the heavenly realm who competed with him for the underworld, and that person also broke through the realm in the flesh, and fought several battles with the King of the Earth, and many places in the underworld were beaten into nothingness, and in the end, the King of the Earth won the game, and in the end it was Buddhism that controlled the entire underworld.

The Dead City Lord still remembers the battle between the King of the Earth and the masters of the Heavenly Realm back then, when because of their fight, countless ghosts were affected, and thousands of ghosts and souls were scattered, and this was only caused by the aftermath of the battle between two people who broke into the realm in the flesh.

Therefore, after seeing Yang Yi for the first time, the vain death city lord was so frightened that he flew back and didn't dare to face Yang Yi.

When the vain death city lord retreated, the letter that was flying in front of Yang Yi suddenly shone generously, and the white light shone on the entire vain death city, and all the ghosts in the city were shocked, and they couldn't move on the spot, under the white light, a trace of black gas came out of their bodies, and in just a moment, all the ghosts in the whole city were completely resentful, and they involuntarily flew into the sky and floated towards a place behind the city of vain death.

Even the same is true of the dead city lord, whose body, which was originally like a substance, was illuminated by the white light, like a melting candle, gradually becoming transparent, and was attracted by an inexplicable huge force.

In the noisy howl of ghosts, the glowing envelope opened its mouth, and a piece of paper inside flew in front of Yang Yi.

"Is this third letter addressed to me?"

Yang Yi saw the letter flying towards him, and hurriedly reached out to grab it, and as soon as the letter paper fell into his hand, a cloud of light and mist burst out, enveloping his whole body.

Yang Yi's body shook slightly, but in a moment, he had already accepted Yang Shenxing's idea attached to the letterhead.

"I see!"

Yang Yi's eyes showed a sudden look, and without hesitation, he walked straight to the city.

He received the envelope that was still glowing in mid-air into his arms, and his whole person was like a humanoid torch, shining with a dazzling light that shone on the entire city of vain death.

As he walked along, the great city of the dead had become an empty city.

He walked through the city of vain death, all the way to the inside, mountain after mountain, water after water, I don't know how long he walked, an extremely tall black mountain appeared in front of him.

At the foot of this Black Mountain, there is a huge complex of buildings, and wisps of golden light emerge from these buildings, staining the lower half of the entire Black Mountain into a golden color.

The sound of chanting faintly came from these buildings, and the Sanskrit sound was the scriptures of Buddhism to transform the yin spirit.

Walk closer, you can see a huge black jade archway, the archway is on the three big characters with golden light: Zhenjiao Temple.

After passing through the archway, the gate of this temple appeared in front of Yang Yi's eyes.

At this time, two white-clothed monks walked out of the ear room of the gate, and looked at Yang Yi with a shocked face, "I don't know which true immortal came to the Underworld Hell Temple?"

Although the two monks were dressed in white, their bodies were shining with gold, as if they were made of gold, not like flesh and blood, but as if they were condensed by pure golden light.

Yang Yi looked at the two monks and laughed loudly: "Confucianism Yang Yi, meet the two masters!"

When the two monks heard this, their faces changed color in unison, and they lost their voices: "Confucian, what are you doing here?"

Yang Yi said with a smile: "I don't want anything else, I just want to ask the masters in your temple to release the soul of my Confucian master." ”

A monk burst out: "Good boy, what nonsense is you, where have we seen the spirit of a Confucian master!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yi's halberd suddenly stabbed out, and with a "bang", he had already exploded.

(To be continued.) )