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Chapter 584: Difficulty in Having a Child, Dizang's Fall

When he saw Hong Chen, Dizang had no other thoughts, and he had no time to think about anything else. His first reaction was to escape.

Because he thought very clearly that under normal circumstances, Hong Chen would definitely not come to find him. Even if he really wanted to find him, he could just sit in Xuanling City and issue an imperial decree directly in the name of Emperor Xuanling.

Although Dizang is a Buddhist, he moved into the underworld after it was established, and he also served as the underworld's chief. Even though no one in the underworld system wants to play with him, he must obey the call of Emperor Xuanling.

however.

Now, Hong Xuanling somehow dug a hole in his head!
The underworld is not really underground. How could anything good happen if he came here for no apparent reason?
So, Dizang rushed out suddenly, and didn't even care about Di Ting, who he usually kept with him.

However, although he also has the cultivation level of Daluo and is a disciple of a saint, his speed and reaction are slower than Hong Chen.

"The old ladies carrying loads on their shoulders at the market are faster than you."

Hong Chen pointed his finger, freezing time and space, and the fleeing Dizang suddenly crashed into the invisible wall, like a game player encountering a wall of air.

At this time, Di Ting tremblingly got up from the ground and prepared to speed up to sprint, but before he could take a step, Hong Chen had already stepped on his back and pressed him to the ground again.

"Where are you going, little one?"

Upon hearing this, Di Ting couldn't help but tremble, and then he felt a big hand grabbing the back of his neck.

Speaking of Di Ting, Hong Chen looked at it with a smile: "We got along well in the Three Realms, so much so that after coming to Honghuang, I always felt like something was missing. Now that I see you, I know the reason."

Di Ting forced a smile on his face and said in a trembling voice, "I am truly honored that the Great Emperor cares about me so much."

"But you actually tried to get up and run away just now, which hurt me a little." Hong Chen said, shaking his head.

Di Ting shuddered violently, his eyes showing fear, but he still maintained a smile and said, "Your Majesty, you misunderstood me. I didn't want to run away just now, but I wanted to stand up and salute you immediately! I am just a Di Ting, but you have come to see me personally. How can I be impolite in front of you?"

Hong Chen finally laughed: "So, you still welcome me?"

"Welcome! Of course you are welcome! If anyone dares not to welcome me, Your Majesty, please let me bite him!" At this time, Di Ting didn't care about being the only divine beast in the world. As long as he could live well, he would be willing to be a dog!
Moreover, it is also a divine beast in the Daluo realm, so it naturally remembers clearly how it interacted with Hong Chen in the Three Realms of time and space. Although it was not very pleasant at first, after getting along with him slowly, it also realized that Hong Chen was actually very good to it, even very good.

As for Jizo...

Who is Ksitigarbha?

"Amitabha!"

Dizang wiped the blood from his nose, turned around, and tried hard to maintain the indifference and calmness that a Buddhist Bodhisattva should have.

However, when he saw Hong Chen again, his pupils that could not help but tremble betrayed his mood, and the blood slowly flowing from his nose added a bit of ridiculousness to the Bodhisattva image he was trying so hard to maintain.

"Shrink down!" Hong Chen patted Di Ting's head, and Di Ting immediately shrank from the size of a lion to the size of a kitten.

Holding Di Ting and rubbing its fur comfortably, Hong Chen turned around and sat on the chair, looking at Dizang.

"By the way, I've always been curious. When you say Amitabha, do you mean the saint who guides people?"

Dizang nodded slightly.

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Zunti has become the Buddha Mother. You should recite his name more often."

Dizang's eyelids moved slightly, and he said, "The Great Emperor is of noble status, but I think we should also show a little more respect to the saint."

"Of course I respect them. After all, strictly speaking, they are all my uncles. I respect teachers the most, but my respect is not expressed in words, but in my heart."

Dizang sighed and said, "Alas, Great Emperor, what is your purpose in coming here? You may as well tell me directly. If you have any instructions, I will follow them."

"Okay." Hong Chen curled the corners of his mouth and then waved his hand.

Suddenly, the Ksitigarbha Hall disappeared, revealing the truth hidden deep inside.

An avenue constructed of golden Buddhist light extends from the underworld all the way to the west. Within the avenue of golden light, souls whose memories have been washed away drift towards the west with blank gazes.

"What is this?" Hong Chen asked.

Dizang's eyelids twitched wildly, and he lowered his head and said, "This is the reincarnation channel for the human race in the West."

"Oh? When did the human race in the West get excluded from the six realms of reincarnation by the underworld? How come I didn't know about it?"

When Dizang heard Hong Chen refer to himself as "I", he felt even more uneasy.

Calling himself "Zhen" means that Hong Chen is the Xuanling Emperor of the underworld, rather than a simple disciple of a saint or a Daluo Jinxian.

"Great Emperor, please allow me to report that the land in the West is barren and the population is sparse, and we are in urgent need of population replenishment. The Buddha is merciful and will lead the souls to the Western Pure Land of Bliss. Lady Pingxin also knows about this."

"Knowing doesn't mean agreeing. She didn't touch you because she was afraid of dirtying her hands, but you took this as consent?"

Dizang's face looked a little ugly.

Hong Chen continued, "You said the West is barren, and you also said the West is a pure land of bliss. You said two contradictory things at the same time. I don't understand you."

"When the Buddha appears, it is bliss."

"Then your Buddha has been hiding in Lingshan for so many years, and he hasn't even given birth to a child. Why do you want to go to the underworld to lead souls?"

Dizang's face twitched and he said angrily: "Great Emperor, please be careful with your words!"

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows and waved in the air while sitting on the chair.

In an instant, Dizang fell down violently, and a red mark appeared on his face.

Ksitigarbha naturally could not tolerate such humiliation against Buddhism and himself, so he unfolded the Daluo Dao, and a large road appeared behind him, which was the Ksitigarbha Palace where countless souls were saved.

Seeing this, Hong Chen's eyes flashed with sword light, and a towering and brilliant white sword suddenly appeared. A beam of sword light was emitted, instantly shattering the phantom of the road behind Dizang.

"Puff!" Dizang suddenly spurted out hot blood and his face turned pale instantly.

When he looked up again, his fear of Hong Chen was no longer limited to the saint's disciples, the emperors of heaven and hell, and the eight top-grade innate spiritual treasures, but also because he was still defeated in the original Tao principles of the Daluo Jinxian!
However, it seems that Dizang had been practicing under a saint for countless tens of thousands of years, and had not wasted a single day since he attained enlightenment. How could he be defeated so easily by a newcomer who had practiced for thousands of years?
"Can't believe it?" Hong Chen asked with a smile.

Dizang lowered his head, not daring to look into Hong Chen's eyes again, for fear that his Buddhist heart would tremble, and his Daluo cultivation would be completely destroyed.

However, Hong Chen refused to let him go, and only said to himself: "It is true that the land in the West is barren, and it is also true that there is a lack of talent. You were born in the West, so it is not entirely true that you have poor talent, but it is also true that you have good talent. There are also Maitreya, Medicine Master, Mahasthamaprapta and so on who have been worshipped as disciples of the two saints with you.

You, Dizang, left Buddhism in your early years and went deep into the underworld. Although you lost the chance to reach the top of Buddhism, it also brought you many benefits. The most direct one is that you achieved Daluo before them. In other words, if there was no underworld, it is still unclear whether you would be a Daluo Jinxian now.

I don't mean anything else, I just don't understand how a great man like you dare to show off your greatness in front of me?

Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely be embarrassed.

After all, the Buddhist method he practiced ended up looking exactly like the underworld.

What? Did Master Jieyin and Master Zhunti not teach you the Western cultivation method properly before? "

The more Hong Chen spoke, the paler Dizang's face became. Even the blood that he had suppressed with great difficulty began to surge up again uncontrollably. When Hong Chen finished speaking, Dizang simply lay on the ground and vomited a large mouthful of black blood.

Hong Chen took a look and was immediately shocked: "Hey, you are not going to die just like that, are you? I just said a few words to you, are you trying to scam me?"

Dizang gritted his teeth, raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened up with difficulty, tried to cross his legs, and looked up at Hong Chen.

"Why are your words so aggressive, Great Emperor? I came to the underworld in my early years just to save the resentment and evil thoughts in the souls of living beings. Today, the West is barren and the population is declining. I was born in the West and practiced under the saints. I should be rewarded. So I guide the souls to the West. What's wrong with that?"

"Well said!" Hong Chen stood up suddenly, and a cold look appeared on his face.

He looked back again and saw a dilapidated hut and a young couple in tattered clothes in the Ksitigarbha Hall.

"Ksitigarbha, look at this family. Their hut is old and dilapidated, the roof is broken, the walls are leaky, and the door is not tightly closed. There is no rice in the pot, and there is no good farmland. The couple lives in poverty, and they have no food when hungry and no clothes when cold.

However, despite this situation, they did not give up hope of survival. The man went to the barren land to work before dawn every day, just to buy some time to cultivate more land. Why? Because the land was too barren and could not grow much food, so he thought that if there was more land, the output would naturally be more, so it would not matter even if he worked harder.

The woman went up the mountain every day to pick wild fruits and vegetables, but the western part of China was so poor that she couldn't pick much because everyone was snatching them away! But she didn't give up, but tried to hunt, or follow her husband to work in the fields like a man.

A family like this, living in the West, although their environment is poor, I believe they will be able to have enough to eat one day.

But the nightmare came.”

The scene in the hall suddenly changed, showing a scene of a woman giving birth.

The woman was sweating and in great pain, but there was joy in her eyes.

The man was anxious and worried, his eyes were red, but he was hopeful in his heart.

The child was born and cried loudly.

The man was delighted but still busy checking on his wife.

The woman's pupils widened and she said anxiously, "There's more, there's more!"

The man was stunned, and when he looked down, he was both happy and surprised to find that his wife was pregnant with twins.

When the second child was born, the woman was so tired and in pain that she couldn't speak.

The man was about to comfort her, but he saw that the woman's face was suddenly full of blue veins and bloodshot eyes.

Turns out, there’s another one!
After the third child was born, the woman began to bleed profusely and the color quickly disappeared from her face.

The man held her hand tightly in pain and full of regret.

The woman was unable to speak and could only comfort her with her eyes.

After a while, the woman realized that she didn't have much time left. She looked at the man with eyes full of heartache.

In the end, he died suddenly amid the man's painful roar that pierced the hut.

Dizang stared blankly at the scene shown by Hong Chen, and the sadness in his eyes was not deliberately performed.

"This...this! How could this be? How could this be?!"

Hong Chen sneered: "Don't worry, it's not over yet!"

The screen turns again.

The man buried the woman in the barren land, but he didn't dare stay too long. He hurriedly wiped his tears and hurried home.

Three children are crying for food.

What to do if there is no milk?
Pick the young seedlings in the field, take them home and boil water for the children to drink.

Go to the mountains to hunt and cook meat soup for the children.

Drain your own blood and give it to your child to drink.

Before winter, the barren land did not produce enough food to last through the winter, and the men were in despair.

But he still didn't give up and continued to go into the mountains even on snowy days.

He encountered the beast of his dreams, but he had overestimated himself, as he had already lost too much strength from starvation.

However, relying on his faith, he killed the beast despite being covered with scars.

On the way home, he laughed, the first time he had laughed since his wife passed away.

Pushing the door open, he hurried to the fire to check on the child, his smile fading.

That night, he ate the fullest meal of his life and died beside his wife's grave with his three children.

Dizang opened his mouth, but no words came out, or he didn't know what to say.

"You see, this is how you Buddhists increase the population in the West."

"You know very well that the barren land in the West cannot support too many people, but you are still greedy! Because more people can have more faith, and more geniuses can be selected!"

"So even if most Western people don't want to have children, you still have to find ways to make them have children! If they don't have children, how can your Buddhism develop further? How can you reach the day of prosperity destined by heaven?"

"So, when you see someone pregnant, you stuff two or three souls into her body, letting them take on two souls at a time, and pass on the responsibility of those who are stubborn and unwilling to have children!"

"You know it's hard for them to live, and it's even harder to take care of the children!"

"But you don't care. If there are dead, there will be survivors. The survivors are useful, so why do you care about the dead?"

“It’s not that you can’t see it, you just feel that your ideals are more noble than their lives and deaths, so you can tell yourself with peace of mind:

These are all necessary sacrifices.

Ksitigarbha, tell me, is this true?

At this time, Dizang lowered his head again.

pat!

Suddenly, a drop of water fell on the ground and splashed a small flower.

"no……"

His voice was barely audible.

Hong Chen: "Lost your vocal cords? Speak louder!"

"No." Dizang looked up, his face full of tears.

Looking at Hong Chen, he said again: "No... No... No!"

The voice became more and more firm.

He continued to mutter, and suddenly stood up, looking at the human race in the golden avenue, and continued to say as if explaining: "No, no!"

After a long time, he faced the west, his eyes were bloodshot and his voice shook the world.

"no!!!"

click!
A great road collapsed, and Ksitigarbha fell from the realm of Daluo back to Taiyi, and from Taiyi back to Jinxian. In the end, his immortal golden nature was extinguished on its own.

In the blink of an eye, Dizang became an immortal.

(End of this chapter)