I'm the guy behind the scenes

Chapter 159 I Represent Zhunti

"Qingping sword, the sage of Tongtian! Impossible! The calamity was measured in the ancient times, the Three Realms were initially determined, the Jiejiao was defeated, Tongtian Town, the human race is respected, how could Qingping sword appear here? It should be sealed!" , I almost peed out of fear.

Afterwards, it didn't care about it, ran fast with its front legs like hot wheels, and left with its body.

The Qingping sword has come out, and it is not something it can provoke. If it finds its master, only the master can save it.

But before he ran very far, the two front legs were gone, and it turned into a dog stick, fell to the ground, and could no longer run.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, my master is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you can't kill me." Gou Zi screamed in horror.

"I can't die, don't howl." Bai Yang said calmly, driving the Bull Demon to walk over.

Gouzi looked at Bai Yang with fear in his eyes.

I don't know people, they are unfamiliar, their cultivation is average, and they are not immortals, they seem to be mortals.

But holding the Qingping sword, even ordinary people will become extraordinary.

"Boss, you really don't want to kill me?" Gouzi asked fearfully, and then regretted it.

They even said they wouldn't kill them, so why don't they talk too much.

Bai Yang smiled: "Don't worry, I came to the underworld just for fun, not to kill."

Gouzi breathed a sigh of relief.

"But your leg is chopped off, so why not give it to me as a gift? Is there any problem?" Bai Yang asked with a smile.

"No, it should be, it should be, a little special product of the dead city, big brother, don't dislike it." Gouzi didn't hesitate at all.

The leg is gone, the master will definitely help it regenerate.

If life is gone, then it is really gone.

Bai Yang put away the dog's leg with a smile, and continued: "That's right, it seems that you are the most beautiful dog in the underworld, and you will continue to work hard in the future."

"Thank you for your compliment, sir."

One person and one dog, chatting happily, there is no embarrassing atmosphere at all.

Countless Yin spirits watched, collectively lost their voices.

Di Ting is a tyrant in the underworld. Because of the Ksitigarbha King, even Yama of the Ten Palaces is not in his eyes. He acts arrogantly and unscrupulously.

That is to say, the emperor's divine power did not dare to offend, and the rest was completely ignored.

Unexpectedly, the ghosts saw another side of this dog today.

Sure enough, it is a dog who relies on people's power, and will be cowardly when confronted with strength.

"Lao Ye, it's getting late, let's go on and see other scenic spots in the underworld, don't miss the hour." Bai Yang took the advantage and patted Ye Lian'ai.

Ye Lian'ai was in a state of bewilderment all the time, she came to her senses after hearing the words, but she didn't say a word.

It is now full of a few words.

Tongtian, Saint, Qingping Sword.

This is not ordinary, that is the supreme saint!

His saber actually fell into Bai Yang's hands, and it seems that he is still controlled by Bai Yang?
Is this going against the sky?
With the saint's sword in his hand, who would dare to disobey the ordinary demons and ghosts of the three realms?

"Brother Bai, is this the Qingping sword?" Ye Lian'ai couldn't help but ask.

Bai Yang smiled: "Tongtian lent it to me to play, and I will return it to him after a while, so don't make a fuss."

Ye Lianai was speechless.

How can I borrow this?
There must be py transactions.

But to be able to trade with the saint, what is the origin of this guy?
With a lot of thoughts, looking at Bai Yang again, Ye Lian'ai has a lot of taboos, she doesn't want to be so casual before.

keep going.

The second stop is Naihe Bridge.

This is a magical bridge that spans the Yellow Spring and becomes the only bridge on the Yellow Spring.

However, the Naihe Bridge does not seem to be that long. It is on the shore at one end, and the other end is covered by fog, so there is no opposite end.

Naihe Bridge is where Po Meng is.

Drinking soup and crossing the bridge, cutting off this life, this is the procedure of the underworld.

When Bai Yang saw Granny Meng, he found that there was a long queue here, I don't know how long, countless dead were waiting here for the end of the first life, and the rebirth of the second life.

Bai Yang's arrival attracted Yin Ling's attention, but he was not surprised.

Those who can come to line up are all vetted. After being dead for so long, why haven't you seen such a rare thing?It's very unusual for Bai Yang to ride a bull like this.

But soon, the eyes of all Yin spirits became strange.

Because Bai Yang jumped in line directly, blocked all the Yin spirits, and stood in front of Po Meng.

Meng Po, dressed in black, with silver hair, an old face, and a little hunched back, holds a bowl in her hand, and there is a big vat next to it that is always full.

"After drinking the soup, all grievances and hatreds become the past. Walking across the bridge, there is no relationship between the past and the present."

Granny Meng picked up the bowl, as if she was muttering to herself, or as if admonishing the visitor.

Bai Yang smiled and said: "Hi, Po Meng, I'm a friend of Ksitigarbha King, I was invited to be a guest, I met Di Ting before, it said that Po Meng is its good friend, let me come to you to get a thousand or eight hundred catties of Po Meng The soup is said to be a specialty, is there a bottle? No, I have it here."

Po Meng looked at Bai Yang, her eyes were calm.

But Bai Yang felt like he was being seen through.

But so what?
When buddies come to the underworld this time, they just want to pass by and don't miss it.

Qingping Sword doesn't last long in his hands, and what can be used must not be wasted.

Brazenly looking at Granny Meng, Bai Yang said with sincere eyes: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your consent, then I will pick it up myself." After speaking, Bai Yang took out a bottle.

"One hundred catties at most." Granny Meng finally spoke.

Bai Yang grinned: "Alright, I just heard that this soup tastes good, so I'll take it home and try the fresh menu."

The ghosts lining up next to them were speechless.

Then, under countless gazes, Bai Yang calmly filled two hundred catties of Meng Po soup, and then, under Meng Po's speechless expression, returned to the back of the Bull Demon, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Meng Po, I'll call you to drink it some other day." Mahjong."

The Bull Demon didn't dare to speak, and quickly boarded the Naihe Bridge and left.

Po Meng, this is a strong man that has existed since ancient times. According to legend, it is related to the witch clan. To destroy him, it is probably just a matter of breathing.

Following the boss today is indeed very prestigious, but it is also extremely dangerous. When I leave here, I must find a place to hide, otherwise I am afraid that some big bosses will hold grudges and not give me a chance to grow.

The Naihe Bridge is very long, but also very short. Under the running of the Bull Demon, it quickly crosses the Yellow Springs and arrives at the next underworld ghost town.

Along the way, if you meet them, you will pluck them, if you want them, if you don't give them, you will be threatened by Qingping Sword.

After several times in a row, the students in the back became smarter, they didn't show up, they didn't stop them, they just took whatever they liked, they couldn't afford to provoke them anyway.

Just like this, I searched all the way into the depths of the underworld, and came to the eighteenth floor of hell.

The eighteen levels of hell are really, as the records say, a place of poverty and evil.

There are punishments everywhere here, and countless ghosts are endlessly suffering all kinds of painful tortures here, wailing all over the place, and crying to move the sky.

But if you are guilty, you should be punished, and you will regret it when you face the punishment, and then you will wake up. It is too late, and you have to bear all the pain you inflict on others.

Rumor has it that people who make mistakes, as long as they can survive the torment and torture of the eighteen layers of hell, they will have the opportunity to be human again.

But I learned from Ye Lian'ai.

This has entered the [-]th floor of hell, and I am afraid that I will not be able to get out. After endless torture, I will become the lowest level of evil spirits.

In other words, the eighteen layers of hell are not only a cage, but also a sacred object that can breed evil spirits.

Over the past countless years, I don't know how many fierce spirits have been cultivated. If this can be controlled, it will be an extremely terrifying force, and it will have some confidence in the upcoming calamity.

Bai Yang felt that he could give it a try.

All the way in, we crossed mountains of swords and seas of fire, skinned and cramped, and saw the oil pan cut in half, and the tongue was pulled out to the heart.

All kinds of horrific punishments, even a living person can't bear it. Only these spirit bodies can be tortured repeatedly. Every time the pain is real, just look at the wailing.

As a human being, it is better to be kind.

While talking, Bai Yang took out his mobile phone, recorded a small video, and uploaded Tik Tok later, it might become popular.

I don't know if he got the instructions, but now there is no one who is blind to intercept Bai Yang, and they all treat him as if he doesn't exist, and do whatever he likes.

Unimpeded, I came to the deepest part of the [-]th floor of hell, and then I saw a great monk full of Buddha's light.

Sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus, the monk's clothes are simple, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, peaceful and blessed.

He recited the scriptures, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, surrounded by dozens of ghosts, all showing intoxicated expressions, as if enlightened by Buddhism.

Anyone who sees this appearance will feel admiration in his heart, thinking that this is an eminent monk, and wants to worship him.

Bai Yang went straight over, got off the Bull Demon, and came to the Great Monk, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile, "I've seen Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness, the almsgiver has come here all the way, who does he represent?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva opened his eyes and looked at Baiyang.

Bai Yang smiled and said, "Is there any problem with this?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said calmly: "If you represent a saint, the underworld is free to do so."

"Well, that's fine. I'm here today on behalf of the saint." Bai Yang waved his hand, and the Qingping sword emerged in his palm, and he raised it directly, with a solemn expression.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled: "Amitabha, donate as you please." After speaking, he closed his eyes and ignored Bai Yang any more.

Bai Yang smiled and looked away.

This is endless darkness. In the darkness, there are countless ghosts lurking. They seem to be dormant, and they seem to have no wisdom. They are densely packed and cannot be counted.

These yin spirits are fierce spirits who have been tortured by eighteen levels of hell, and each one is comparable to a fairy god in strength. They are unparalleled fierce soldiers, stronger than heavenly soldiers and generals.

It's just that these ominous spirits are under the control of the eighteen levels of hell. Even a saint cannot easily snatch these ominous spirits from the eighteen levels of hell.

This is the last calamity, the background of the underworld has been accumulated until now, and it has been coveted by the bosses of all parties, but if they want to get the fierce spirit, they can only rely on their own means.

For example, Ksitigarbha, who was saved by Buddhism, the ghosts around him are the saved evil spirits. There are only dozens of them, but it took Ksitigarbha an unknown amount of time to grind them out.

In addition, Bai Yang also saw various lights in other places, and it seemed that he was another big boss, like Ksitigarbha, who was robbing his younger brother from the [-]th floor of hell.

It's all free.

After such a long period of time, even if they take the initiative to cultivate, I am afraid that some immortals and Buddhas can be cultivated, but in the end, they all quit their business and dig the wall here?How about the attitude of the boss?What about the boss' pursuit?One, two, promising...

Bai Yang secretly sighed, then looked at the infinite Yin Spirit in the darkness with fiery eyes.

This is all baby.

One can be compared to a fairy god, if you can pull everyone under the sect to be your younger brother, the three worlds are so big, as long as the saint does not make a move, who can be afraid of?

But even the bosses can only rely on their own abilities to speed up bit by bit. I don't have such a powerful supernatural power, so... I can only take it out.

Bai Yang's eyes sparkled, he patted the Bull Demon, and walked away from the Ksitigarbha King.

Ksitigarbha looked at Bai Yang's back with deep, unpredictable eyes.

Bai Yang stopped when he was gone, and when he stretched out his hand, a ball of thunder appeared in the palm of his hand.

Usury, you are the most hated thing in the human race. This usury constructed by heaven and thunder can even cheat Buddhism. I believe that the eighteen hells are not a problem.

With anticipation in his heart, Bai Yang waved his hand and threw the thunder usury into the darkness, and landed on a fierce spirit. In an instant, the lightning flashed like lines, spreading from the Yin spirit's body, and disappeared in an instant.

After waiting for a while, nothing was found, and Bai Yang's expression turned ugly.

Wouldn't it be a waste of one?

My lord, this is too much to waste.

Just as he was hesitating, an exclamation suddenly sounded, coming from a distance.

Bai Yang looked over and found that there was a commotion over there.

After pondering for a while, Bai Yang drove the Bull Demon closer, and after a while, Bai Yang saw an old man with white beard blowing his beard and staring, screaming strangely, very angry.

Even if Bai Yang approached, he still ignored him, just muttered sadly to himself, saying something that seemed sad.

"Old man, what's the situation? Are you okay?" Bai Yang asked angrily.

"It's gone, it's all gone, my supernatural power, my plan, it's all gone, it's all over." The old man looked at Bai Yang, his eyes were lax.

Bai Yang still wanted to ask.

But the old man disappeared in a flash.

Bai Yang was at a loss.

What's the matter?Could it be related to the usury I released?

Thinking of this, Bai Yang continued to walk, and soon met other big bosses, all of whom were in mourning.

Then, Bai Yang saw Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha also had an ugly complexion, his Buddha light was gone, and the devout ghosts around him were gone... um, the ghosts are gone?
Bai Yang suddenly realized something was wrong.

It seems that along the way, all the bosses I met have no ghosts around them!
Now the Ksitigarbha is gone?What's the situation?
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, we met again, what's the matter? You look so ugly?" Bai Yang asked with a smile.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked at Baiyang, his brows were furrowed, and there was a Buddha's light floating in his eyes.

As soon as this kid came, he caused all kinds of troubles. Now, all the evil spirits of the eighteenth floor of hell have problems. No matter how it casts spells, it can't sense it. Not only that, the other ominous spirits also have no response, and their magical powers have completely failed!
But the Buddha looked at it, but found nothing, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva fell silent.

It's not this kid, could it be Tongtian?

Hmph, the last measurement calamity failed, he is not qualified to intervene in this measurement calamity, if he did something wrong, it would mean cutting off the way out.

Well, even if it wasn't his fault, he could still take the opportunity to do something to completely seal his escape route. After all, in the three worlds, the most difficult thing to deal with Buddhism is Tongtian.

Turning his mind, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said: "Benefactor Bai, you are here on behalf of the Tongtian Saint. Now there is an abnormality in the [-]th floor of hell. I hope that the donor will not leave for the time being. You must be there when the saints talk."

"That won't work. I still have something to do in the human world. Besides, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you're mistaken. I don't represent the Supreme Master. Why do you say that?" Bai Yang asked suspiciously.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was stunned: "Benefactor, you took out the Qingping sword earlier, and you have already stated your position."

Bai Yang smiled and said: "Look at what you said, I took out the Qingping sword to increase my aura, don't you think this action is very cool and handsome? As for representing the saint, did I say it is the sky? I said Saint, to tell you the truth, I represent Saint Zhunti, he is my idol, you didn’t see me enter the underworld, and I learned from him all the way.”

"The benefactor is not my Buddhist disciple, so how can he represent the Zhunti saint?" Ksitigarbha frowned. This kid actually played with words, but he couldn't refute what Bai Yang said. This one came out, it was too dark.

Bai Yang said: "Old man, what you said is wrong, why can't I represent it? Buddhism has gone eastward, so my representative can't go west? We communicate with each other, and there is a lot of meat to represent. The Lord Buddha cut his meat to feed the eagles, so why not just lend me the title of Saint Zhunti? If not, then I apologize, but let Saint Zhunti issue a notice to all living beings in the three realms to inform them of the name problem, so as to avoid Misunderstandings like this happen again.”

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva: "..."

(End of this chapter)