Zen Master Miller only hoped that his younger brother White Lotus Holy Son's heel would not be noticed by the king of Hades, and he still held a glimmer of life, and kowtowed: "Great King, the White Lotus Sect is honored by Maitreya Buddha, the Buddha from the east of the Elysian World. ”

King Qin Guang shook his head and said: "It's useless, unless the people of the Yang World can cultivate immortal Buddha and transcend the jurisdiction of my underworld, otherwise, no matter what kind of immortal you worship, as long as you break the precepts, you will have to repay your karma here after death!"

What if you have cultivated to become an immortal Buddha? Or you still have to receive the retribution of karma, and the example of expounding the twelve golden immortals during the Great Tribulation of the Gods is in front of you.

Unless you can truly jump out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements, you can get the real freedom and freedom. But such a person, I'm afraid that he has already achieved the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit and become a saint who is high up in the thirty-three days away.

King Qin Guang said, "How about it, you should be convinced now, right?"

Zen Master Miller knelt on the ground, drooped his head, and responded, "The little monk is served!" King Qin Guang laughed, and ordered the Yin soldiers standing on both sides to escort him to the hell below.

Just when Zen Master Miller was resigned to his fate, an old lady from a peasant family suddenly opened her mouth in the back team and sighed lowly: "Evil, such a small baby, but when he is alive, he doesn't do good things. ”

She was just a mortal, and she didn't know how she could regain a trace of consciousness in the Xuan Hades Palace.

Zen Master Miller turned his head to look, and the Yin soldier who grabbed his arm actually didn't stop him.

The old lady spoke, but the judge who maintained the little ghost queue did not scold angrily, but instead greeted the old lady and brought her directly from the queue to King Qin Guang.

Zen Master Miller then whispered and secretly asked the Yin soldier beside him: "Which Bodhisattva fairy is this old woman, why do the ghosts and gods in your underworld respect her so much?"

Sure enough, he has a natural master-apprentice relationship with Xuankong, and he inherited his master's curiosity to kill cats.

The Yin soldiers naturally didn't answer, but King Qin Guang, who was in the hall, heard the whispers of Zen Master Miller and said: "Speaking of which, people don't destroy the heavens and the earth for their own sake, even a sincere gentleman sometimes inevitably has a self-interested heart. However, this old woman is kind and charitable in her life, and she has never had the intention of harming others and benefiting herself, although the good fruits of her life are small, but the good fruits accumulated in the ninth life are very large!"

The old lady seemed to have arrived at the Yama Palace, and she seemed to remember the memories of her previous life, and smiled at King Qin Guang with kind eyebrows and bowed. King Qin Guang hurriedly asked her to get up and said, "Old woman, you don't need such a big gift, we have already met in the ninth generation, and I am afraid that we will be immortals in the same hall in the future." ”

It is impossible for a person to do a lot, but what can be done in a lifetime is a lot.

And if a person spends nine lifetimes accumulating good karma, then the merit is enough to make a mortal who has no cultivation become a god on the ground. This old woman is the good person of the ninth generation, and now she has come to report to King Qin Guang's Xuanyuan Palace, and she is going to be the earth immortal who guards the peace of the party.

In the face of such a good person, even King Qin Guang was in admiration, he said: "Although this old woman has been a peasant woman for nine lifetimes, she can restrain her greed and be kind to others. ”

The old lady smiled, walked in front of Zen Master Miller, looked at his face and said to King Qin Guang: "The king is the son of heaven in the underworld, he should know how to act impartially. ”

There is more than one Wang Qi who dares to argue with King Qin Guang.

It's just that Wang Qi was joking with King Qin Guang on a half-joking occasion, and although this old lady was also smiling on her face, she was talking directly to King Qin Guang. King Qin Guang originally only planned to order the Yin soldiers to take Zen Master Miller to travel through the eighteen layers of hell, teach him that good and evil are rewarded, and then let him go back to the yang world.

But he didn't expect things to be crowded together, and in the face of the advice of this good man of the ninth world, King Qin Guang didn't feel a little hot and secretly scolded in his stomach: "Little brother Xuankong doesn't do anything, he hides behind and is lazy, but he pushes King Qin Guang in front of the top cylinder." ”

Zen Master Miller looked at the wrinkled old lady and felt that this was the most beautiful and beautiful Bodhisattva in the world, and he couldn't wait to take refuge at the feet of her old man. He also looked at King Qin Guang with blank eyes, not knowing what he would do with himself.

King Qin Guang was caught with a sore foot, but he has never been a person who makes mistakes and does not change, so he had to pinch his nose and admit it after listening to the old lady's words.

Nodding and saying, "The old woman is right, it's this king Meng Lang, so how about this king send Yin soldiers to send the little ghost back to the human realm?" He thought, although he had already promised Xuankong to let Zen Master Miller see the situation of the eighteen layers of hell.

However, when the time came, he secretly instructed the Yin soldiers not to take the little monk Miller to go through the ghost gate to return to the yang, but to return to the yang world from the six reincarnations under the eighteen layers of hell with the help of positive and negative whirlwinds.

In this way, he will not lose his virtue, and in addition, he will satisfy Xuankong's request.

King Qin Guang touched the small wine jug tied around his waist and smiled proudly.

The establishment of his underworld was not only to set up all kinds of hells to torture sentient beings, but also to persuade the world to teach them to be good. This matter, although it can be regarded as a bit of nonsense, still does not violate the original intention of the establishment of Yin Si after all.

I only hope that after Zen Master Miller returns to the Yang world, he will be able to worship under the seat of Xuankong and learn more from his master's simple and incompetent surname.

In fact, King Qin Guang was also confused by Xuankong's surface, and there was some truth in saying that Xuankong's surname was simple. But if it is said that there is no action, then no one who is curious in the world will be convinced!

With such a strong curiosity, where is the lively and preferred surname to get together, can it still be called inaction?

What a joke!

King Qin Guang ordered the judge to respectfully ask the old lady to go down to rest first, and then turned back to Zen Master Miller and said: "Okay, since someone intercedes for you, this king will send someone to return your yang first if you still have a few years to live, and I just hope that you will do more good deeds to accumulate some yin virtue for yourself after you go back." ”

Zen Master Miller was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed down to the ground and said: "After the little monk goes back, he must return the money and property to the original owner, and ask the virtuous immortal to be the master from now on!"

He is not stupid, after such a series of things, it would be strange if he couldn't see through Xuankong making things behind his back.

However, Zen Master Miller thought about it, and the Xuankong Dao Master was willing to spend so much effort on himself, and it seemed that he did not have any ill will towards himself. I don't know, if I really want to accept myself as a disciple, then I will be developed!

He felt a little remorse in his heart, if he knew that it was true, he would have fallen to the ground and hugged Xuankong's thigh and shouted master. Anyway, he is in Jinshan Temple, and he has never even seen Fahai's face, and in comparison, Zen Master Miller still thinks that the Xuankong Dao Chief is more powerful!

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