The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 395 Hell Is Not Empty, I Swear Not To Become A Buddha

"Qinshan, there is a beast. It looks like a dolphin but has teeth. Its name is Dangkang. Its song is self-sounding. If you see it, the world will be full of joy."

Mingyu recalled the "Book of Mountains and Seas" she had seen at Zhen Yuanzi's place. This Dangkang was really a beast of blessing, and it was born to be a spiritual beast.

However, this is not what Mingyu is concerned about, but the fact that the old tribe of the demon clan has taken the initiative to start contacting the human race so quickly, and spontaneously explores the path of the totem beast to integrate into the human race.

"Let me see who is so far-sighted, which is quite in line with the wishes of the poor." Mingyu calculated silently for a moment, and then laughed. At the end of time and space, he saw an extremely elegant figure.

"The Great God is worthy of being a Great God." Mingyu praised Fuxi in her heart.

"However, since the monster race has started to move, we still have to find Bai Ze to take charge of this matter."

As the chief steward of the Heavenly Court and the number one tool of the demon clan, Bai Ze, together with all the demon gods and saints, is now in charge of all demons in Beiming.

"Mingyu, Fengdu is ready." Just as Mingyu was thinking about the fusion of the demon race and the human race, Ming He, who had been silent all along, reminded him.

"Okay, let's go back to Nether first."

Mingyu nodded. He bid farewell to Patriarch Panwang, and told Patriarch not to forget about the contract, and to be active when the time came.

"Don't worry, old man, I will never forget this matter if I forget anything!" Patriarch Pan Wang assured, patting his chest.

"Since the ancestor allows the human race to reproduce here, can you choose some seeds of cultivation to pass down the orthodoxy?" Before leaving, Mingyu hoped that King Pan would take care of the human race.

King Pan laughed and said, "My Dao is between these [-] mountains. Since the human race stepped into this land, I have already started to practice!"

If he had no intention, how could this Miao family learn the art of refining Gu and resisting Gu?
Mingyu understood that each of these patriarchs could see very clearly that the general trend of humanity after the lich was in the human race, so many saints had already begun to place bets, and some saints even planned to take risks and want to take control of one of the human races in order to plan A matter of luck!
"Forget it. Today's cause, tomorrow's fruit, mess around, at least for now, it is still developing towards a good situation, and the advantages outweigh the disadvantages."

The general trend of the human race needs to be advanced slowly, not too hastily.But if it's time to correct them, naturally they can't be used to these guys, they must be dealt with hard!
"I hope that by then, you won't be blinded by interests."

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Mingyu and Minghe crossed the ghost gate and returned to the underworld, and found that there are many dead souls in the underworld, especially in the Wangchuan River, ghost lights are like lights, there are hundreds of millions, and an unknown number of resentful souls have sunk.

"I have seen His Majesty, Patriarch!"

The waves of Huangquan hit and slapped on both sides, the spirit of Wangchuan appeared, greeted Mingyu and the two, and then sank back into the river.

There are many dead souls, Wangchuan is very busy, the ferry boats in the river never stop for a moment, but there are still some souls that cannot be retrieved, nor can they be retrieved.

"Ah, the flood is raging in the world. Although there are gods to save the world and empresses to mend the sky, you can see how many people have become water ghosts by looking at the Wangchuan River!"

After two catastrophes, the Patriarch Styx, who was used to killing and sawing through life and death, was also deeply moved when he saw the dead souls struggling in the Wangchuan River.

On the Naihe Bridge, the silver-haired, sad-faced Granny Meng couldn't help curling her lips when she heard this: "Okay, okay, you god-killer has such skill and sigh, why don't you come to me to help, the soul of the underworld is terrible!" You have to come to drink a bowl of soup to reincarnate, do you know how busy you are?"

Ming He followed the sound and saw that it was Ancestor You Meng who saw the bridge head, his heart stopped for a breath, and his eyelids twitched even more.

To him, this soup was simply a nightmare, filled with unbearable past events.

"Professional people do professional things, just me these two times, you don't know, I'm afraid that the soup I made will make these dead souls die again..."

Youmeng glanced at Minghe with disgust, then turned her gaze to Mingyu, "I said Great Emperor..."

Mingyu didn't wait for Youmeng to finish, and hurried away, "The job of making soup is only suitable for Sister Meng, and no one else can replace it. It is related to the operation of the underworld, and it is more related to the way of Sister Meng. Sister Meng is the most suitable one." Take it easy, take it easy..."

Styx hurriedly chased after him.

The two of them didn't go far, when they heard a roar from behind: "Squeeze why? Line up for me, squeeze again, don't reincarnate one by one, my mother will boil us all together!"

The dead souls on the Naihe Bridge were almost scared to death by the violent Youmeng, but they couldn't do anything to the soup cook, so they had to line up honestly, lamenting how the ghost was born.

The Spirit of Wangchuan in the Wangchuan River heard the roar, and couldn't help but slow down the movements of their hands by half a beat. With a loud splashing sound, many souls fell back into the river.

He was about to salvage again, when Youmeng's voice sounded in his ears, "I advise you to understand something..."

Wang Chuan shuddered, he understood in seconds!

The movement of picking up dead souls was a little slower.

For some souls who were eager to get on the boat, Wang Chuan thoughtfully kicked them down.

The dead soul that fell back into the river: "????"

On the other side, Mingyu and Minghe had just got off the Naihe Bridge, and were about to go to Yinshan to find Emperor Fengdu, when they suddenly heard the sound of the Daoist coming from hell.

"I am Ksitigarbha, and today I feel the suffering of all sentient beings, and it is hard to be relieved, so I hereby make a great wish:
The first big wish: I wish that in the next life, when I attain Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi, my own light will blazingly shine on the boundless, boundless world, and I will solemnly adorn my body with 32 manly appearances and eighty-five forms; so that all sentient beings are no different from me '.

'The second great wish: May my body be like glass when I attain Bodhi in the next life, clear inside and outside, pure and free of filth; Feel free to do whatever you want.

............"

Ksitigarbha made twelve great wishes in a row, shaking the entire netherworld.

Wearing a big red coat and holding a judge's pen, Judge Cui, who was processing official documents, heard this and couldn't help feeling relieved: "It's not easy, Ksitigarbha has reached this point!"

Thinking back to the emperor's entrustment back then, it took so long for him to succeed, Judge Cui felt ashamed thinking about it.

And with the final grand wish falling, the immeasurable merits have begun to gather, which is to reward Ksitigarbha for his tireless efforts to save the souls of the dead.

But Ksitigarbha did not accept the merits and virtues after making the twelve great wishes, but said again: "All living beings are exhausted, and Bodhi can be realized. The hell is not empty. I swear that I will not become a Buddha. Let the world learn from each other!"

boom--

Dark yellow fell from the sky, and the tunnel trembled.

At the same time, heaven and earth fulfilled Ksitigarbha's great wish, and golden clouds of immeasurable merit began to fall.

[-]% went to Cui Pan, [-]% went to the Underworld, [-]% went to the West, and the remaining [-]% was collected by Ksitigarbha.

Jizo in the bright crown and feather coat, after making his great wish, his breath became more stable, his face was full of compassion, his whole body was as quiet as glass, free from dust and dirt, he seemed to be at ease and free.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!"

The judges from the four major underworld divisions of Rewarding Good, Punishing Evil, Investigating, and Yin Law all came to congratulate, except for Judge Cui, the rest of the judges looked at Di Zang with admiration in their eyes.

Recently, the functions and powers of the Jifu have become more and more perfect, and many positions have been conceived. At this time, Ksitigarbha made a big ambition to make a breakthrough, and he will definitely be reused by the emperor.

Sure enough, a roll of black orders flew out from the Yin Mountain.

"The decree of the gods of Houtu, Emperor Fengdu said: Ksitigarbha transcends the souls of the dead, accumulates good deeds, makes great wishes, and sincerely appreciates the heaven and earth. Today, Ksitigarbha is specially granted the right to be the king of the underworld, and is allowed to live under hell, in the Cuiyun Palace. , in charge of the rescue of dead souls from the eighteenth floor of hell."

"Ksitigarbha thanks Empress Dowager, thank you Emperor Fengdu!"

Ksitigarbha clasped his palms together, took the imperial seal scroll, summoned the beast of Diting, and went straight to Cuiyun Palace.

On the Lingshan Mountain in the west, the divine light of wisdom shines thousands of miles away. Under the Bodhi tree, the Zhunti sage is holding flowers and smiling, with a solemn treasure appearance. He is talking about the law of Vajra Prajna and the root of supreme wisdom to his disciples.

The voice of Ksitigarbha's great wish came here, Zhunti laughed loudly and said bluntly: "My way is not alone, my way is not alone!"

His disciple is in the Netherworld, but he still has bodhi in his heart and inherits his way. How can this not make the teacher Zhunti happy? !
Seeing Ji Zang crossing the [-]th level of hell, Mingyu resolutely went to Cuiyun Palace to save the souls of the dead, and she had to sigh, "Uncle Zhunti has really taken in a good disciple!"

Keeping the clouds open to see the moon, Ksitigarbha, with great compassion and perseverance, chose the most difficult road to the holiness. Once on this road, there will be no turning back, even if the road ahead is very likely to go No way.

However, the Dao has no form, and the Dao has no name. If you don’t try it, how do you know it won’t work?

Ming He said: "If he really goes all the way like this, among other things, the accumulated Xuanhuang merits will not be less!"

But then again, as a member of the Underworld, Ksitigarbha, the more dead souls he saves, the more merit he earns, and similarly, the Underworld will also gain more merit.

"Then no matter how you look at it, the underworld is not a loss. Picking up a permanent labor for nothing, people are still voluntary..." Styx clicked his tongue in amazement, and always felt that Jizo's experience was somewhat inexplicably familiar.

He turned around and saw You Meng on the Naihe Bridge was making soup with a sad face.

Well, I said, why is it so familiar!
Ming He glanced at Ming Yu beside him, and told him intuitively that this matter has absolutely nothing to do with the master in front of him.

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