Too much fruit

Chapter 826 Wheel King

"Namo Amitabha Night,

Dotagaduoye..."

On the square of Jiuhua Temple, there is a stone statue in the shape of an animal. The monk with a solemn appearance is sitting on the stone statue with one leg crossed, while the other leg hangs naturally. He has his eyes slightly closed and is chanting the "Nirvana Mantra".

The sound and tone turned into light golden words, arranged into scriptures, floating around the body.

At the same time, groups of monks chanted the "Nirvana Mantra" and walked into the side of the mountain gate of Jiuhua Temple, all the way to the square, walked around the square, and then went out of the mountain gate.

This cycle repeats itself, with people coming and going, but the Buddhist energy that remains condenses into Sanskrit sounds, transforms into words, and joins the ranks of scriptures suspended in the center of the square.

Until nightfall, the monks finally stopped coming in, and only the golden scriptures floated in the air, illuminating the gradually darkening temple.

As the night deepened, a gloomy atmosphere spread quietly, and an invisible chill gathered towards Jiuhua Temple. The temple that seemed normal during the day was now a little more eerie, and the vague gloomy energy condensed into illusory faces, emitting sobbing wails.

The monk was still chanting scriptures when a huge wheel appeared behind him. It was divided into six paths, some good and some evil. As it turned, ghosts wailed and were sucked by invisible forces and thrown into the wheel.

The scripture purified the resentment, leaving only a tiny bit of residual spirit which was taken into the wheel and distributed among the six paths on the wheel.

"Reciting scriptures during the day and saving spirits at night. During the day, he appears in the Yang world to receive the power of the monks, and at night he returns to the Yin world to save the resentful spirits. During this period of time, Jiuhua Temple has become the most important place in Lingtai Mountain. Monks from various sects and temples come here to recite scriptures, and some even offer incense."

A long and vague sound suddenly rang out in this eerie scene, and faint footsteps were approaching.

The yin energy that had been spreading dissipated, and a figure stepped over the boundary between yin and yang and walked into the Jiuhua Temple at night.

"But no one would have thought that this person who absorbed the incense to practice would be the confidant of the enlightened one."

The monk on the animal-shaped stone statue slowly raised his eyes, and the wheel behind him accelerated further, purifying all the resentment around him in a short time.

"Thank you for your praise, benefactor. I am only trying my best to help. Moreover, all practitioners in my Buddhist country are equal. As for confidants, all of you Buddhist friends are the abbot's confidants." The monk spoke slowly and while answering the visitor's words, he also took in the other's appearance.

He was dressed in a gorgeous white robe with gold patterns, his hair tied up with a jade crown, two strands of pale hair hanging down the sides of his face, his face was pale and glowing, and when he looked around, there was an indescribable majesty about him that made people dare not look directly at him.

This person is undoubtedly Jiang Li.

"If you were not my confidant, why would the Awakened One allow me to meet you?"

Jiang Li heard the monk's words and said with a slight smile: "If he was not a confidant, why did he deliberately guide Jiang Zhuyang of the Jiang family to find me?"

As he spoke, Jiang Li had already approached. The wailing sounds around him were quickly dissipating, and somewhat unexpectedly, no resentment came close to Jiang Li.

"The people of the Jiang family died so cleanly." Jiang Li said.

With so many people dead, and all of them cultivators, there must be strong resentment and some insignificant residual spirits left behind. Although these resentments and residual spirits can never be restored to their complete form, and even have no consciousness, some instinctive obsessions will still remain.

Of course, the people of the Jiang family were resentful of Jiang Li. Jiang Li thought that as soon as he appeared, he would be warmly welcomed by the remaining spirits of the clan members.

Even if one's soul has been torn to pieces, one's own people should still not forget him.

Unfortunately, all the members of the Jiang family's main family died, so Jiang Li could not enjoy a welcoming reception with many people lining the streets.

“The fourth king of the Fire House Buddha Hell killed people without leaving any trace. Even Vajra-Garbha Bodhisattva was annihilated by him. Donors do not need to worry about being harassed by resentment. As for what happened in the beginning…”

The monk shook his head and said, "I just helped him when the time was right. The donor Jiang Zhuyang was already bewildered by the invisible Yin force. Even if I hadn't helped him, he would have died at his hands sooner or later."

But if it weren't for your coincidence, Jiang Zhuyang might not have died so early.

Moreover, Vajra Zang was also severely injured by Jiang Li due to the opponent's intervention, otherwise Vajra Zang might not have died so easily.

The monk in front of him was most likely the one who had received the true teachings of the enlightened one, and the enlightened one must have found a successor to carry on his causal cultivation. According to Jiang Li's observation, Huilun and Huineng had not dabbled in this path, so the only person left was this one.

——The King of the Wheel of Buddha. The trust of the enlightened one in the King of the Wheel of Buddha, as well as Jiang Li’s own observations, made him certain that the only ghost cultivator in the upper echelons of the Buddha Kingdom not only did not lose his way, but on the contrary, he had received the true teachings of the enlightened one.

Jiang Li even knew more. He was well aware that there was indeed a great Bodhisattva in Buddhism whose attainment was extremely suitable for a Chakravartin.

Perhaps, he will be the first ruler of the Buddhist world after the enlightened one.

Jiang Li looked at the Wheel King deeply and said, "Since the Wheel King does not want to talk about this, let's skip it and talk about business. I came to see the Wheel King today for two purposes."

"First, I want to ask the King of the Wheel whether he will accept the remaining souls of those who died from the drought demon."

"Second, I want to communicate with the other underworld through this underworld, so that the connection can be achieved."

"Died from the drought demon?" The Wheel-Turning King seemed quite surprised by this statement, and spoke with shock.

As soon as he thought about it, the six paths wheel behind him began to spin, and the six paths evolved in various ways.

After a while, the Wheel King shook his head and said, "No one died from the drought demon. Perhaps it was because their souls could not escape the fire of the drought demon and were completely shattered, or perhaps they were completely consumed by the five turbidities and evil spirits. However, if the drought demon really abused people, there would be more than a thousand dead. There must be a few residual souls that I can guide through the underworld. Moreover, the travelers in the Buddha Kingdom will not ignore this matter."

However, the fact is that the Chakravartin did not lead away any residual spirits related to the drought demon, and the travelers from the Buddha Kingdom did not report any related matters.

The drought demon, who crossed Kunxu Mountain and headed westward, mysteriously disappeared.

Jiang Li suddenly had some unpleasant guesses in his mind.

He is a very cautious and suspicious person. When he senses something unusual, he immediately thinks of the enemy.

"Then let's proceed to the second thing. I want to communicate with the underworld."

Jiang Li put his concerns aside for the moment and continued.

The King of the Wheel of Time did not refuse, but directly made a gesture of invitation, saying: "Please do as you please, donor."

Communication with the underworld is also a good thing for the Chakravartin. Apart from anything else, the exchange of Yin Qi alone is enough to benefit both sides of the Yin world.

Even the Chakravartin had been aware of the underworld over there in the past hundred years, but he had guessed that this underworld belonged to the Yinlusi and did not take the initiative to do anything extraordinary.

However, this is about to change today.

Jiang Li put his hands together, and a half-broken Haotian Mirror appeared in his palms. The mirror surface like the sky shone in front of him and went straight into the void.

Jiang Li's spiritual consciousness seemed to have left his body and moved in the void following the mirror light, but in fact, Jiang Li's consciousness was still there, and he could clearly grasp the movement of his spiritual consciousness.

This Haotian Mirror not only transmits technical power, but also allows people's spiritual consciousness to be transmitted over long distances without consumption.

Even at the same time he sent out his spiritual consciousness, Jiang Li sensed the existence of another underworld.

"Is the Haotian Mirror so powerful?"

Jiang Li couldn't help but look down at the half mirror in his hand.

But he immediately denied the idea.

It was because Jiang Li realized that not only was he searching for another underworld, but the other party was also searching for where he was now.

This time, it was a two-way journey.

Jiang Li wanted to break through Tu Bo's blockade and go in, while Tu Bo wanted to find another way out while maintaining the blockade.

At the same time Jiang Li noticed the other party, the other party finally found this underworld.

(End of this chapter)