impermanence

Legendary messenger of the underworld.

But ten thousand years ago, the Tang Dynasty was shattered, the gods and Buddhas disappeared from the world, and there is no way to know whether the underworld exists in the world, only that in the distant western land, there is a ghost prison, and if the soul can pass through thousands of mountains and rivers and come to the ghost prison after death, it will turn into a ghost, become a ghost family, and enjoy a long life span for thousands of years.

Although the underworld has disappeared, the impermanence of the soul has been passed down.

According to legend, impermanence is about to ascend to the throne, and in a world where there is neither a yin son nor a Yama, he will restart the underworld and become the new master of the underworld.

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In the boundless darkness, endless battles make people crazy like demons.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Your souls are worthy of being my slaves only!"

A white robe became the only light in the whole darkness, the long blood-colored hair fluttered in the wind, and countless souls circled around him, roaring silently, but the white robe seemed to be a lord from above, looking down coldly at the darkness under his feet.

"If you want to become the true qi in my body, you are not worthy!"

"Nether Black Flame!"

As soon as Bai Yi pointed out, the pitch-black flames soared, and soon swept thousands of miles, and countless souls were taken by Hei Yan, becoming one of the hundreds of millions of souls prostrate at the feet of Bai Yi.

"Since I am in charge of the underworld and detain the soul, I should be the master of the underworld in this world, and from now on my name, Su Wuchang!"

As if reflecting the destiny of heaven, the never-ending darkness poured into the body of the white clothes like the aura of heaven and earth, and the darkness receded, leaving only the brilliant brilliance of heaven and earth.

When the darkness receded, the white clothes slowly walked up to the sky, where a majestic throne quietly appeared from the light.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's a moment, or ten thousand years,

The white robe finally walked in front of the throne, and his body continued to grow larger, gradually reaching the size of the throne.

The white clothes turned around and sat down, a pair of dark eyes overlooking the endless light under his feet.

"Boom!"

The void trembled, as if welcoming the arrival of a new king.

When the brilliance on the white clothes dissipated, an extremely familiar face appeared.

Su Heng!

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Yongxi Road from the Chu Dynasty, located in the west of the dynasty, close to the western regions outside the country, the environment is harsh, the people are fierce, known as "from the Chu bandits out of Yongxi", the dynasty has gone through more than 400 years, the famous general in history, Yongxi alone has come out of three percent, and most of them are vanguard leaders, there are ten thousand people who are not brave.

Yongxi Road is a barrier from the west of Chu, no matter how crazy the foreign demons are, it is difficult to pass through this thousands of miles of Yongxi, not only because Yongxi Road is stationed in the Yongxi Iron Sand Army, which is known as the first infantry from Chu, and the soldiers are always eager to fight, but also because there is a holy place of Buddhism in the world in Yongxi Road - Landa Mountain, if the demons want to rush through the Yongxi Road, they must first pass the pass of Landa Mountain.

Yongxi Landa Mountain, the head of Buddhism in the world, the monks have profound Buddhism, and the believers are pious. Legend has it that 300 years ago, there was an arhat who cultivated the Arhat fruit position to ascend to the heavenly Buddha kingdom here, and the Buddha's light shone for 300 miles that day, and the golden Buddha light shined on Mount Landa all the year round, and his position among believers has become deeper and deeper until it is unshakable.

In the Nada Mountain, the Buddha is magnificent, the area is long, and it is not an ordinary mountain peak to see outside, but if you really want to enter it, you have to get lost and study it to know one or two.

And in the Naroda Mountain, on a low hill in the deepest part, an inconspicuous temple is located on the back of the mountain, and a plaque is hung high on it, the Sumeru Temple.

An old monk with a young monk squatted at the door of the temple and nibbled on a watermelon.

"Wujiang, have you thought about it?" the old monk touched his bare head with his hand dipped in watermelon juice.

"Master, the apprentice has thought about it, if it can't be done, I'm afraid I won't have the heart to live in the world. "The young monk is the monk of Wujiang who has returned from Jushou.

The monks who came and went from time to time hurriedly saluted when they saw the old monk, and they did not lose their respect at all because they even looked a little dissolute.

"Since that's the case, then I won't persuade you, you won't die anyway. The old monk finished nibbling a piece of watermelon, clapped his hands and walked into the Sumeru Temple.

Wujiang followed behind the old monk angrily, "What do you mean that I won't die anyway? Who knows if I was still me at that time?"

"That's true, at that time, you will be equivalent to living a new life, and the memories of your past life will probably disappear. The old monk pondered for a moment, nodded and said.

"Then don't you want me?" Wujiang looked at the old monk, wanting to see even a trace of reluctance on his face, "You must know that at that time, I was no longer me......

The old monk was a little puzzled, "So what? Anyway, I look the same, so I should raise you again?"

Wujiang was completely disappointed, because he didn't see a little uncomfortable, but saw a hint of teasing smile, "That's what you think when I grow so big?"

"Don't you think it's interesting?" the old monk walked behind the Buddha statue in the Sumeru Temple, "It's fun to watch you grow up again, and then hone you again with the same way of practice." ”

"Are you still a living Buddha? Didn't you say that you want to become the legendary Jizo King Bodhisattva?

"Eaten by dogs. ”

"How did you become a living Buddha?"

"I had a dream, and then I became a living Buddha......"

“......”

Without a boundary, he had nothing to say, followed the old monk out of the Sumeru Temple, and walked into a cave.

In the cave, a pool of clear water is crystal clear.

A golden lotus floated on the water, the golden light rippled, and the halo spread outward silently.

"Your friend was supposed to die, and you exchanged this life for him to be reborn, and if you want to meet him, you can only wait for the next life. The old monk looked at Jin Lian and spoke slowly.

"Boundless knows. Wujiang nodded, and then stepped on the golden lotus.

"Boom la la ......"

There seemed to be a sound of rushing water in the void, and the golden light around him was full of boundlessness, completely covering him.

"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color......"

The old monk closed his eyes and whispered sutras, and sat down in the void.

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, and finally it shone brightly, illuminating the entire cave into daylight.

"You kid should be the one who has become a living Buddha. Tears fell gently from the corners of the old monk's eyes.

"In the next life, I will cross your ...... again"

Between great compassion, the old monk became more and more solemn, he stretched out his hand to pinch the seal, and there seemed to be a Buddha in the void, showing compassion.

When the golden light dissipated, a golden pill filled with golden brilliance was suspended in mid-air, and the golden lotus in the clear pool also turned back into a flower bone, waiting for the next bloom.

The old monk took the golden pill into his hand, and the whole person disappeared.

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Half a month later, a long-haired man in a white linen robe walked out of the Mt. Landa, outside the mountain gathered some believers who had been outside all the year round and wanted to get a glimpse of the Buddha's fate, and the man in white was in the longing eyes of these believers, drifting west.