The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 602 Remaining troubles of the mighty power of heaven, eighteen Hells 】

Daozu is heaven.

Thunder like Tianwei.

Offending Taoist ancestors is like ordinary people offending thunder.

Thunder has no intention of hurting people, but if you touch Thunder, you will naturally be seriously injured.

Even if he didn't die on the spot, and the thunder didn't hit him again, there were still endless troubles left.

"When a mortal is struck by thunder, his internal organs are injured, and he has been bedridden since then, and the remaining troubles will never disappear."

Ge Pan said: "This is not the fault of Lei Ting itself, offending Tianwei, that is the end."

The little novice nodded and said, "This is the law of heaven and earth."

Ge Juan said: "For example, if water flows downhill, if a stone is thrown upwards, it will fall downwards. These are the laws of heaven and earth. If he violates the power of God, he will also be punished."

Su Ting vaguely understood.

Jian Haisha's current situation is equivalent to that of a mortal who barely survived death after being touched by a thunderbolt, but was seriously injured.

And this injury was actually the result of his suffering in the underworld after the crime was judged.

Unless Dao ancestor came to change the law of heaven and earth for him, so that he could recover, otherwise, he could only be entangled by remaining troubles and obstacles.

Of course, now it seems that his time limit has expired, and his remaining troubles are about to disappear, that is to say, he can escape from hell, reincarnate, and heal his injuries.

Ge Juan said: "In fact, letting him be tortured is equivalent to offsetting his evil obstacles and recuperating for him to heal his injuries, but the sequelae have not completely disappeared."

After speaking, Ge Pan considered his words, and said: "It's like being injured. After resting and recovering, there is no serious problem, but it is windy and rainy, and rheumatic bone pain is inevitable."

Su Ting smiled and said, "So after his reincarnation, his luck is not good?"

Ge Juan nodded and said: "Maybe you can put it that way? However, if he is instructed by others to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, and the fruits of good deeds will gradually disappear until he is no longer entangled with sin."

After finishing speaking, I saw Ge Pan leading Su Ting, going layer by layer.

The eighteen levels of hell have different scenes, but all of them are extremely cruel, and it is daunting to watch them.

Even Su Ting, the real Yangshen, was quite startled when he saw it, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't let the little elf come here, otherwise, with her timid temper, I don't know if she will be scared out of her heart." Come the shadows."

Along the way, there were tongue-pulling, skin-peeling, heart-digging, eye-digging, pan-fried, all kinds of scenes, which were very disgusting.

And what's even more tragic is that those ghosts, after being punished, will return to their original appearance again, and then carry out the execution.

It's no wonder that Jian Haisha wept with joy because she thought of dying and being reincarnated.

Even if he knew that the next life would be bleak, he probably wouldn't hesitate, and just went back to reincarnation.

"Ge Juan..."

Another errand saw Ge Pan, saluted him, and said: "I don't remember very well, how many years have I been punished for this fellow, and how long will he have before his sentence is over?"

Ge Pan saw the tortured ghost, flipped through the brochure, and said: "There are evil intentions, but the consequences are not serious. At that time, the punishment was 500 years of punishment. It has been more than [-] years now, and more than [-] years will be enough." .”

Su Ting took a sneak peek and found that in the next life of this ghost, he will be reincarnated as a sick and weak body, and his life will be poor, and his fate will not be very good.

He glanced again, and saw another ghost's punishment.

This ghost did not intend to do evil, but caused evil results. He should be punished, but the punishment was reduced as appropriate, and the sentence was only 300 years.But this person's future life is not blessed. He only seeks an official career, but he has no official air in his life, which is also considered desolate.

"stop looking."

The little novice said: "Those who have been sent to Hell must have done evil in this life. Although they have been punished in Hell, there is no good fortune. The fate in the next life is basically not good. The so-called mediocrity is a blessing. Maybe the next life in the next life will be mediocre. Some."

Su Ting was speechless when he heard the words, and looked away.

Ge Pan took the brochure and led Su Ting along the way.

The little novice said, "It's almost here."

Su Ting asked: "Is this the eighteenth floor hell?"

Ge Pan nodded and said: "Exactly, the front is the deepest part of the underworld, and it is also where Master Xuan Ce saves evil spirits."

Su Ting nodded slightly, then opened his eyes and looked ahead.

It can be vaguely seen that the front is shrouded in cloud and misty.

But in the cold, there seems to be a golden light shining, and the Buddha's light is looming.

Stay and move forward, come closer.

There seems to be the howling of the cold wind, the howling of ghosts inside, and even more angry roars, angry curses, and foul language.

But in the middle, I heard Zen sounds again, and the Buddha's words spread.

Continuing to approach, I feel that this place is extremely cold.

Even though Su Ting had cultivated into a Yang God, he couldn't help being a little cold.

This kind of coldness is like the coldness of wearing thin clothes in the snow and ice weather before he practiced Taoism.

After he was successful in cultivation, the cold and heat did not invade, and he had never felt such a cold for a long time.

Although he first entered the underworld, he felt that the underworld was extremely gloomy and cold, but compared to the yang world, it seemed very cold, but it was not enough to make his yang god feel the chill.

But now, he couldn't help feeling a little chilly.

And what he practiced was the True Inheritance of Lei Fa.

Leihuo is the most blazing and domineering, and restrains the nature of yin and cold, but the Yangshen he cultivated with the thunder method is also so cold.

If it were any other real person, the Yang God would be even worse than him.

"You can really stand it?"

In Ge Pan's voice, he seemed quite surprised.

Su Ting turned his head and looked over, only to see the magistrate of the underworld, holding the legal book on his head, and the light hung down to cover him.

"What is this operation?"

Su Ting looked at the little monk again.

The little novice monk was glowing with Buddha's light, holding a rosary in his hand, reciting mantras, and walking slowly.

Su Ting asked Ge Ban, "Do you still have this law book? Let me borrow one first, and I will burn some paper money for you as a reward..."

Ge Juan was expressionless and said, "No."

Su Ting was quite speechless, so he had to take a deep breath, and his exercises gradually increased, and thunder and fire gradually warmed his body.

Ge Pan's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, revealing a strange color.

Because in Su Ting's thunder and flames, there seems to be a layer of luster, as thin as gauze and as soft as moonlight.

"Ok?"

Su Ting also noticed this layer of brilliance, and he was secretly happy, saying: "Although my Yang God is out of the body, the June Unclean Contemplation is so miraculous, there is still moonlight in my body, clearing everything, so that I will not be infected by any infection, cold air It's all gone too."

Ge Pan was very surprised, but when he thought of more abnormalities on Su Ting's body, he didn't ask any questions, as if he didn't realize it.

On the other hand, the little novice, who noticed the abnormality on Su Ting's body, looked over and was very surprised.

"Let's go."

Ge Pan suddenly made a sound.

The little monk looked back, his expression seemed to change, but it disappeared in a flash.

Su Ting was still immersed in the mystery of June's unclean view.

And the three moved forward gradually along this direction.

The wind is cold and the ghost fog is bleak.

The evil thoughts seem to be more serious over there.

But the Buddha's light became brighter and brighter.

The Zen sound became stronger and stronger.

"Mage."

The little novice approached and saluted, "Su Ting has arrived."

(End of this chapter)