When the time came to seven o'clock in the evening, Hong Fu and the old couple finished eating and followed the old man towards the depths of the prison. Grandma Li stayed outside to take care of it, so as not to be disturbed, although it was in a hidden space, it was better to be careful.

Follow the old man to the innermost room, the old man opened the door and entered, Hong Fu hurriedly followed, the old man stood in the middle of the room, and then chanted a word, and sent a spell to the wall in his hand.

I saw that the wall rippled, forming a glowing portal, Hong Fu looked at the scene in front of him, surprised, watched the old man walk in, hurriedly followed, the two immediately walked in, and the light door disappeared.

"Grandpa, what was that?"

"It's the spell technique that my Heavenly Master taught, but unfortunately I can't pass it on to you, only the Heavenly Master's bloodline can cultivate. The old man said to Hong Fu as he walked.

The two walked slowly, passed through a door, and saw the vast space and the golden pillar of light.

"And this space was created by my Heavenly Master Sect predecessors with the power of the whole sect. Old Man Li pointed to the empty space.

"They are all the disciples and predecessors of my Heavenly Master Sect, and they have been guarding here for more than 70 years, generation after generation, and they have exhausted their efforts just for these heroic souls and the people of the world. Looking at the dozens of figures, the old man sighed.

Hong Fu's expression was moved, although he was only a teenager, but he also knew how selfless and great these people were, and then bowed deeply to these people.

Old Man Li nodded with satisfaction at Hong Fu's performance, led Hong Fu to the eldest old man, and bowed to the old man.

"Taishang, the people have already been brought. "Xiao Fu, this is the Supreme Elder taught by my Heavenly Master. The old man introduced the two sides.

The old man's hair was gray, and his long white hair fell down until he reached the ground, his body sat on the ground, his beard was also white, and he hung down for a long time.

"Well, yes, then there is little brother Lao. Maybe he hadn't spoken for too long, but the old man's voice was very dry and his smile was stiff.

"That's how a kid should be. "Hong Fu Zhengse's way.

"Well, forgive the old man's rudeness, Plum, and take the little friend around. Taishang said to Old Man Li.

The old man nodded, walked to the side with Hong Fu, and said to Hong Fu: "Alas, it has been seventy years since Tai came here, and he can't last long." After that, the old man's expression was down.

Hong Fu didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only be silent, looking at the old man Xiao Se, and also at the dozens of figures, with great respect in his eyes. This is the real hero, the hero of heaven and earth, and the great son and daughter of China, the descendant of the dragon.

Hong Fu followed the old man and watched slowly, and the old man explained to Hong Fu carefully.

"Within the aperture, it is the center of the entire space, and it is also the one that those military souls can't enter, this space doesn't know how big it is, those heroic spirits floating in the black fog, now look quiet, but every time at this hour tonight, they riot, today is their death day, the next three days will riot, shouting and killing, and there will be the scene at that time, the sound of cannons all day long, stumps and broken arms, blood-stained earth, I will look at it once a year, as if returning to the original era. The old man looked at the wandering heroic spirits with a sad expression.

Hong Fu straightened up and said to the old man: "Don't worry, even if you fight for my little life, I will also give an explanation to these heroes, so that they can ascend to Bliss as soon as possible and be reincarnated." ”

"Okay, then thank you, Xiaofu. The old man thanked him, and it was worth his back to bend down at Hong Fu.

Hong Fu hurriedly held on, "This is what I should do as a junior, you are tormenting me, now our beautiful life is created by those ancestors who fought bloodily, today I should also make a effort, this is incumbent"

"Good, good. The old man said loudly, "I'll take you to see it, so that you can be fully prepared." ”

The old man explained carefully to Hong Fu, Hong Fu listened carefully, asked some questions from time to time, and also asked some questions about the original war, listening to the old man's story, time passed quickly.

"Okay, Xiaofu, the time is almost up, there is still an hour, it is midnight, hurry up and prepare. The old man paused.

"yes, okay. Hong Fu nodded, then found a place to sit down, slowly calmed down, the old man's words just now, he seemed to have brought him to that war-torn era, his heart was full of enthusiasm, and now this mentality is very unfavorable for the next thing.

"The body is like Bodhi, and the mind is like a mirror. ”

Hong Fu slowly calmed down, with the passage of time, the outside world has also changed, and Hong Fu is deaf to the voices of the outside world.

As the minutes passed, a trace of sound slowly came from the black mist, getting louder and louder, rumbling cannons, continuous gunshots, and bloody shouts of killing, constantly coming, getting louder and louder. The black fog is also constantly rolling, gradually becoming clear, the smoke is all over the sky, thousands of cannons are fired at once, countless fierce flames in the air, falling figures, flying stumps, cruel. Blood, heads, heroics in the melee.

Dozens of figures stopped the movements in their hands, Old Man Li and the two Qingshan brothers stood still, trembling at the scene in front of them, and then looked at the small figure with expectant hope.

The solemnity, sacredness, compassion, and kindness of the treasure are embodied in Hong Fu's body, and slowly the golden light on his body becomes more and more abundant, but the black mist also emerges.

Hong Fu opened his eyes, looked at everything in front of him with a smile, bowed to everyone in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was in the heavens of the Buddha (dāo) and spoke the Dharma for the mother. At that time, the immeasurable worlds of the ten directions, all the Buddhas and the great Bodhisattva Mahasattva came to assemble. Praise Shakyamuni Buddha. In the five turbid and evil worlds, there is now an incredible power of great wisdom and supernatural powers, subduing strong sentient beings, and knowing the method of bitterness and happiness (yào). Each of the attendants inquired of the World-Honored One. ”

With the recitation of Hongfu's Jizo Sutra, the golden light on his body became more and more abundant, as if the black mist was about to be suppressed, and the scriptures in his mouth continued to float out, turning into golden words and drifting towards those heroic spirits, and as time went by, the golden words continued to come and go in those heroic spirits, more and more.

The black canopy was torn apart by the golden light, the whole space shone with golden light, and those hideous heroic spirits gradually rested and calmed down, their faces were peaceful, the black mist on their bodies continued to drift away, their bodies slowly became clear, and the blood stains on their bodies slowly disappeared.

"It's time to smile and put hundreds of billions of bright clouds. Great mercy is a bright cloud. Great as a cloud of light. Great merit is bright. Return to the bright clouds. Great praise for the bright clouds. ”

The golden scriptures shattered one by one, slowly turning into golden mist, which continued to gather in the air, becoming a golden cloud that enveloped the entire space.