I don't know when the wind gradually became stronger, the white clouds were driven away, and the black oppressive dark clouds floated in the air, very low, as if they were about to fall.

Dark clouds blocked the bright sun, the sky was gray, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

Ming Wu died, Ming Xiu was angry like he had never been, the vast and majestic aura on his body quickly soared, and a Buddha halo with a shining light appeared behind him.

With his hands folded, Mingxiu's body suddenly became taller and bigger, turning into a young monk, the monk's face was like jade, plump and handsome, and he was exactly the same as the late Tang Seng, or Tang Seng, or he was a golden cicada.

"Not good!" King Kong Bodhisattva saw Mingxiu's change in the true appearance of the golden cicada, and knew that it was not good, and a Vajra Buddha slapped his hand towards Mingxiu.

The powerful Vajra Buddha handprint was even more powerful than the handprint that slapped Mingxiu before, and with the sound of whistling wind, it fell on the top of Mingxiu's head with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The terrifying handprint fell, and Mingxiu seemed to be indifferent as if he didn't know, and his hands were folded and his face was calm and suppressed his anger.

When the Buddha's handprint landed three feet above Mingxiu's head, a Buddha light suddenly emanated from his body, and the Buddha's light was like a golden dragon going out to sea, instantly breaking through the big handprint of King Kong King Bodhisattva.

Not far away, Shenxiu's face was very excited, his eyes flashed with bright light, Mingxiu's strength proved that he had not followed the wrong master.

Without moving, a single Buddha light rushed out of his body, and he defeated the powerful handprint of the Vajra King Bodhisattva. King Kong Bodhisattva's face was a little embarrassed at this time, and the aura exuded by Mingxiu at this moment made him unable to have the idea of resisting, only a Buddha could have such a huge Buddha power.

"Murderer, pay for your life!"

Mingxiu's expression was still calm, but her eyes flashed, and a Buddha light rushed out behind her.

The light of the Buddha shines brightly on the dark clouds, the breath is fierce and shocks King Kong, Mingxiu is angry and the Bodhisattva is shocked, who can block the golden light?

King Vajra Bodhisattva's hands quickly sealed, and the Buddha power around his body was summoned to resist the vast Buddha light that rushed in.

"Ah、、、h

The Bodhisattva, who is as powerful as a golden immortal, is completely unable to resist the light of the Buddha of Mingxiu, as if it is not a level, and the mana of the King Kong King Bodhisattva faces the light of the Buddha of Mingxiu, and is defeated, like a chicken and a dog that is fragile.

Is the Buddha power attack of King Kong Bodhisattva really fragile? Shenxiu is the most touched, its strength is not bad, and the Arhat can fight for many rounds of Shenxiu, and even King Kong Bodhisattva can't catch a palm, but it can be imagined that it is powerful. However, as powerful as King Kong Bodhisattva, even Mingxiu's Buddha light can't resist, how strong is Mingxiu.

Like the light of the pure world, washing away all things, King Vajra Bodhisattva was purified and dissipated by the light of Mingxiu Buddha, leaving no trace of dust, as if it had never existed.

Shenxiu's excitement was beyond words, but the Dragon Descending Arhat and the Tiger Arhat were terrified. As strong as King Kong Bodhisattva, they were all killed by Mingxiu's Buddha's light, and the two of them couldn't resist Mingxiu's attack, and Mingxiu would be as easy as killing them.

King Kong Bodhisattva died, and the two Arhats, the Dragon Descending Dragon and the Tiger Fuhu, shook off their opponents and fled in a panic. Mingxiu didn't kill them at this time, it doesn't mean that he won't kill them. If they really killed Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk, maybe it would be worse than the death of King Kong Bodhisattva.

Killed the King Kong Bodhisattva, Mingxiu did not strike again, in his bones he is a kind monk, he will not kill indiscriminately, but he will not be pedantic enough not to kill. The precepts of Buddhism are like a void for Mingxiu, and he only respects the laws in his heart.

Turning around and sitting in front of Mingwu's corpse, Mingxiu sat with his eyes closed, and his soul drifted away from his body to the underworld. He wanted to arrange the soul of Ming Wu, not to forcibly save Ming Wu, but he couldn't let Ming Wu's soul go unpunished.

Ming Wu never did evil in his life, so he will inevitably be reincarnated and reincarnated as a human after his death. It will not enter the Hell of Suffering, but will be sent directly to the place of the Wheel King and then reincarnated.

The underworld, which controls the life and death of countless mortals, is an extremely large institution, claiming to have 100,000 judges and countless imps, always judging the good and evil souls of the deceased, and arranging punishment and reincarnation.

The efficiency of the underworld is extremely high, and the good and evil records of all people in the mortal world are extremely clear, and when the soul enters the underworld, it will directly arrange whether it should be punished or reincarnated and what kind of reincarnation it should be.

Mingxiu's soul came to the underworld and went directly to the place of the Wheel King. But all souls will have an eerie aura, but Mingxiu, or the soul of the golden cicada, exudes a holy and bright atmosphere.

The Wheel King felt the arrival of Mingxiu's soul for the first time, and hurriedly went down the steps to greet him.

"When the holy monk arrived, Xiao Wang was disappointed. The Wheel King said respectfully, not to mention the strength of the golden cicada's soul, the monkey's warning was still in their ears, and they didn't dare to offend Mingxiu's soul.

"Help me find out if the soul of a monk named Mingwu has come here. Mingxiu's soul folded his hands and bowed his head slightly.

"Holy Monk, wait a minute!" the Wheel King immediately asked the judge to find out the traces of the martial spirit.

"Hui Holy Monk, just now there is indeed a soul named Monk Mingwu who has come here and has arranged to be reincarnated as a human being. The Wheel King said carefully, he didn't know what the monk named Mingwu had to do with the golden cicada, and he was afraid that the soul of the golden cicada would make trouble.

"Take me to meet the soul of Mingwu. "Mingxiu's soul said to the wheel king.

"The holy monk comes with me. ”

The Wheel King took the soul of Mingxiu and went to the place where the ghost was reincarnated.

After death, people will go to the Huangquan Difu, and after passing the ghost gate, they will go on a road called Huangquan Road, and the road is full of flowers that only see flowers, but do not see the leaves on the other side. The flowers and leaves are born and the two are not seen, the mutual memory and cherishment are lost forever, there is a river at the end of the road called the Lechuan River, and there is a bridge on the river called the Nai He Bridge. There is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace after crossing the Nai He Bridge. There is a pavilion called Meng Po Pavilion on the side of Wangxiang Terrace, and a woman named Meng Po is waiting there, handing a bowl of Meng Po soup to every passer-by. There is a stone by the Lechuan River called Sansheng Stone. Drinking Meng Po soup makes people forget everything. The Sansheng Stone records the past life, the present life, and the next life. Walk across the Nai He Bridge, take a last look at the world on the Wangxiang Terrace, and drink a cup of Lethe River water to boil this life.

The Ghost Gate Pass is the place where the Wheel King is in charge, and the people who come to the Ghost Gate Pass and embark on the Huangquan Road must not be a great evil person, either reincarnated as a human being, or relegated to the animal path.

Ming Wu's life resume is simple, a good man, he was directly betrayed and reincarnated into a rich man's family, and he was a man again.

There is never a time when Huangquan Road is idle, and there are ghosts stepping on it from time to time, and there is a reincarnation of ghosts.

Stepping on the Nai He Bridge, the soul of Mingwu came to Wangxiangtai, took the Meng Po soup, looked at the world, sighed, the soul of the Ming Wu was about to drink the Meng Po soup to forget the previous life, and the soul of a young monk appeared in front of him.

Suddenly a soul appeared in front of him, Mingwu did not continue to drink Meng Po soup, but looked at Mingxiu's soul suspiciously. Mingxiu's soul is not his youthful appearance, but the appearance of the golden cicada itself, Mingwu doesn't know it, but it feels a little familiar.

"You don't have to drink Meng Po soup!" Ming Xiu's soul spoke, raised his hand and fanned Meng Po soup in Ming Wu's soul and landed in front of Meng Po.

"Who are you, dare to disturb the order of Huangquan?" Meng Po was furious when she saw that Mingxiu's soul was so arrogant and rude.

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