Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 579 Iron Teeth and Bronze Teeth
Yubenzizai Mountain is very large, with many secondary peaks of different heights and a main peak that reaches into the clouds.

Nuofu Luohan pasted the seal on the main peak, and then used some means to engrave it on a smooth boulder below the main peak. From a distance, it seemed as if it was naturally formed and had merged with the mountain.

No matter it is windy or rainy, this seal cannot be blown away.

He glanced at the mountain master, whose expression was already very unfriendly, and smiled kindly, and hurriedly went up to explain: "Don't worry, don't worry, this is a good thing."

"In ancient times, all the famous mountains and rivers needed the imperial court to hold a grand ceremony to seal the heavens. Only in this way could they be considered stable and recognized by heaven and earth."

"There is no unified court now, so it is only natural for us Buddhists to help you. No need to thank me."

"Thank you? Not everyone is qualified to do such a mess in front of me nowadays." Chu Junhui's eyes glowed with a secret purple light, "Tell me the truth, why do you name this mountain Yuben Mountain?"

God’s will is “heart to heart” – the power that makes people speak the truth.

God’s will is to “advise you to keep your guests” – to make people obey their own power.

The one hundred and twenty prayer beads in Nuofu Luohan's hand turned around, blocking all the forces that wanted to invade his mind. He threw out a cushion from his sleeve and invited Chu Junhui to sit down.

"Buddhism also has telepathy, but I never used it when I met you. Why do you want to control my thoughts?"

Nuofu Luohan looked quite aggrieved: "If you want to know, just ask. I didn't say I wouldn't tell you."

There are still many tricks... Chu Jun retracted his external moves and sat on the cushion floating in the air.

"Come on, you try to make it up, and I'll try to believe it."

"Monks don't tell lies, so how could they make it up? Zhiwu, are you trying to use this mountain to anchor the future and keep yourself grounded in the turbulence of time?"

"Yes."

"You don't know that this Yubenzizai Mountain is a famous martial arts mountain in the future. I will graft it with your cause and effect, so you will become the founder of this mountain."

"You have already left traces in the future, so the past you cannot be completely lost. According to cause and effect, you have the possibility to go back."

Chu Junhui raised his eyebrows, "So you are doing this for my own good?"

"That's right. However, Buddhism can also gain some benefits."

"for example?"

"Using Yu Ben Zi Zai Shan to rank the warriors of the world can gather the martial luck."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. According to this, I exist because of Yu Benshan, and Buddhism exists because of me. If I want to go back, I have to establish Yu Benshan in other timelines, but the winners of those timelines may not be Buddhism. I left behind the cause and effect of Buddhism... Can you turn the tables in those timelines?"

"Zhiwu, you are joking. The three religions each have their own strengths. How can we win in all timelines?"

Chu Junhui curled his lips. He had no evidence and it was not a good idea to continue to dwell on this issue.

"Hey, Buddha is also proficient in the power of time, right? Can't you build a mountain by yourselves? Do you have the nerve to take advantage of others for free all the time?"

You are the least qualified to say this... Nuofu Luohan shook his head.

"Only you can."

"Just like traveling to Guyuan Continent, only Senior Brother Ganges can do it."

……

Chu Junhui confirmed with Nuofu Luohan that even if he left this timeline, Yu Benshan would not disappear.

He successfully left his mark in this world.

Since the Buddhist sect wants to get benefits from him, he has to do something. He will not worry about the improvement of Yu Benshan's subsequent functions and its maintenance in every era.

He was not interested in the martial arts ranking. Now the martial artists in the world had just gotten rid of the oppression of the three religions (the oppression of Buddhism had not been completely gotten rid of yet). There was not even a peak level among them. It was a pure fish pond situation and there was no surprise at all in them.

Chu Junhui was already thinking about leaving this world, but before he left, he had one last thing to do.

——Take a trip to the eighteen levels of hell.

He wanted to see what a mature Yindu tree looked like. This was very important. If the Yindu tree was a good thing, then he would dig it back to Blue Star after returning to the original timeline. If the Yindu tree was a disaster, then he would leave it in this world... This also meant that the players would most likely have to give up the opportunity to go home.

Animals will not bring disasters back to their tribe. When faced with hunting by natural enemies, they will flee in the opposite direction of the camp. Chu Junhui is not sure whether he has this awareness.

The only thing he was sure of was that he hated loneliness more and more.

……

The Eighteen Hells are also called the Eighteen Hells of Hell.

Similar to the Mohist idea of ​​"knowing ghosts", Buddhism also emphasizes punishing good and punishing evil to some extent.

How to punish the good?
Blessings in the next life.

How to punish evil?
Sent to the eighteen levels of hell.

An idealist in Buddhism feels that the Mohist doctrine is too idealistic. It is difficult to punish the good and punish the evil while people are alive. It is only after both the good and the evil have entered the process of reincarnation after death that they can come together to intervene.

The Buddha only proposed a similar idea of ​​making people go to jail after death. It is hard to say how he specifically interfered with the cycle of reincarnation. He also had no control over whether the underworld built an eighteen-story foundation in the office area as he said.

The one who truly perfected this topic is the Bodhisattva of Pure Land.

He built this world entirely according to the description of the Eighteen Hells in Buddhist scriptures.

"Hell is caused by the mind not being enlightened, the eighteen realms are hard to find."

Just looking at the entrance, it’s very mysterious.

The King of Chu returned to Manjusri Terrace, where a monk handed him an oil lamp with a small flame and said that he could enter hell if he blew out the oil lamp.

"Who's talking louder? Or...a brain teaser?"

Chu Junhui blew at the oil lamp. Just as he guessed, Buddhism does not test lung capacity. The flame on the oil lamp seemed small, but it could not be extinguished no matter how hard he blew.

That's a brain teaser.

"You're not a child, so why are you guessing here?" Chu Junhui didn't want to think about it. He stuffed the oil lamp into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

hiccup~
No fire could start in his belly.

Wu Dan: Here I come, little brother~
Fake pill: helps the host digest impurities that should not be eaten!

The main thing for those who practice Taoism is to have a good appetite and not have to go to the toilet after eating anything.

The correct way to solve the problem is to stare at the oil lamp and ponder. If you stare for too long, you will be dragged into an illusion by the flame and experience the darkest moment in your memory.

If you can overcome the hurdle that you couldn't overcome before, you can blow out the lamp.

Although Chu Junhui did not understand this meaning, he relied on his unconventional problem-solving methods and successfully reached the Eighteenth Level of Hell.

There is no door to hell, this is considered breaking in.

The first level is the hell of tongue-pulling.

The temperature in hell is very high. I don’t know if Buddhism drew on the Demon Lord’s world-burning fire when designing it. Anyway, Chu Junhui felt the heat when he first arrived in this world.

The heat that penetrates deep into the soul.

There is no curtain upwards, only yellow layered rocks that exude a strange smell.

Below is the hideous lava, with red magma flowing and bubbling everywhere.

Dozens of bald monks with their shirts off were helping a group of little devils to execute a person.

Yes, ghost.

Those things stuck out their tongues and tilted their heads, with their fingers stiff and difficult to move. They didn't look like human beings at all.

(End of this chapter)