Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 36

"Uh... ah..."

A beam of colored streamer flew out from Wang Mu's fingers and directly sank into the center of Professor Jia's eyebrows. Afterwards, Professor Jia's disintegrated body began to convulse violently. His head fell directly behind his back due to a broken neck, and the back of his head was almost stuck on his back. And his blood-drenched eyes were widened to the maximum, his eyes were bulging, his face was covered with bulging veins, his open mouth was almost torn apart, and he let out a heart-piercing scream!

And amidst this horrifying cry, professor Jia's brows were filled with black air, and immediately, strands of black souls that were exactly the same as him flew out from the brows, like a tree trunk uprooted, being pulled away one by one.

In an instant, three souls and seven souls, a total of ten fuzzy figures condensed by black energy were all pulled away. After the last strand of soul was separated from the body, Professor Jia's body also stopped convulsing, and completely fell to the ground without moving.

In the sky above the classroom, ten blurred figures condensed by black air neatly formed a circle, and Wang Mu was standing on the ground below the center of the circle.

Really hell, it's still a ghost!
Yu Xin was still immersed in the peace brought by the colorful Buddha power just now, but now she felt numb in her bones and chills in her heart. If it wasn't for the Buddha power pervading around her, she might have fainted like Wang Erxiao.

Pulling out the soul from the living body!horrible!

Looking at the ten black souls, Yu Xin turned pale from being frightened again, feeling that her soul was about to come out of her body.

Souls are generally dark green, but those whose color is too deep are abnormal, and Professor Jia's three souls and seven souls are obviously full of sinister and vicious aura, which is the result of many evils.

Ten black shadows floated motionless in the air, their eyes glazed over, the three souls and seven souls were all separated, and naturally lost all consciousness.

Wang Mu raised his head and looked indifferently at the chests of the ten black shadows. There was a smear of colorful brilliance flowing on the black steaming chests, and finally condensed into a small * character mark.

This is the Edict of the Buddhist Sin and Soul.

But all the souls imprinted by the Edict of the Sinful Soul will pass through a special passage and directly enter another terrible cage besides the eighteenth floor of hell...the hell of the prisoner of souls!
Prisoner Soul Hell is ruled by strong Buddhists. It has been filled with powerful Buddha power from ancient times to the present. Those with impure souls will be automatically eroded and purified by Buddha power when they enter. The more evil the soul, the more intense the pain it suffers.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible to escape.

Unless one day, there are no evil thoughts in the soul, it is possible to be a human again!
The odds are slim.There is a legend in Buddhist allusions. Before the ages, a powerful man who penetrated the heavens and the earth fell into the magic way. His blood stained the heavens, the earth and the sky, the three realms and six realms, and was extremely cruel. Soul prisoner hell.

If this legend is true, tens of thousands of years have passed, and this soul still cannot see the light of day. One can imagine that the horror of this soul prison hell is definitely the best place to punish those who have committed many crimes.

Also, as a Buddhist disciple, the Buddhist Sin Soul Edict cannot be used casually. If the sin committed by the soul entering the Soul Prisoner Hell is not enough for the Sin Soul Edict, then the person who uses it will be punished by the Buddhist Sect, and the consequences will be very serious. .

Wang Mu wasn't worried about this. In his eyes, Professor Jia was a beast, and even using the sin soul edict would take advantage of him.

Until the colorful * characters on the chests of the ten black shadows were all successfully condensed, the void above the classroom trembled, and a darker void appeared. The void seemed to have a special gravitational force rotating, and the ten black shadows were sucked into it one after another.

The black hole-like void gradually dissipated, and finally returned to normal space.

At the same time, there was a small change outside the gate of the soul prisoner hell under the [-]th floor of hell in the underworld.

In the boundless and quiet darkness, there is a circle of perfectly round golden light shining, and the golden light presents a circular halo. In the halo, a Bodhisattva is sitting upright with his eyes slightly closed.

Lying beside him is a gigantic beast that looks like a dog but not a dog. It has a dragon body, a lion tail, and a tiger head.

Suddenly, the listening beast's white ears suddenly stood up, and then it opened its huge eyes, and two golden beams appeared in the boundless darkness caused by the golden light.

At the same time, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also opened his eyes, and there was no wave in the ancient well, and it seemed to hide the stars of the universe.

A darker void appeared in the dark sky, and the void slowly rotated, and then ten black figures fell one after another. They were the souls of Professor Jia, who was ordered by Wang Mu to be the soul of Buddhism.

"It's actually an edict of sinful souls. Amitabha. Huh?" Ksitigarbha lamented in a low voice, but suddenly frowned, and turned his gaze to the colorful * characters on the chest of the ten souls.

Most of the Buddha's power in Buddhism is golden. Only when you cultivate to the Tathagata Realm where all dharmas are empty can you manifest the seven-color Buddha power. However, the Buddha power in the colorful * characters in front of you is very weak, which is obviously not done by the Tathagata himself.

Ksitigarbha King Dharma became suspicious, his eyes did not move, and everything around him remained still.

Since it was not done by the Buddha himself, who else has this colorful Buddha power?Isn't it Foli?But it was clearly condensed into the mark of the sinful soul, how could it not be the power of Buddha?
"Listen..." A moment later, a voice like a morning bell came, lingering and resounding throughout the darkness in an instant. It was the voice of Ksitigarbha King, but he did not open his mouth.

Di Ting stood up tall as a mountain, stared at the ten colored * characters with huge eyes, and listened attentively.

"Hoo hoo..." After a while, Di Ting turned around, the beast's eyes showed a very human grievance, and its huge head shook, indicating that it could not understand the origin of the colorful Buddha power.

Ksitigarbha was silent again, and even Di Ting couldn't hear the existence of the origin, that would be too mysterious.

"Could it be..." After a while, Ksitigarbha King Kongyou's eyes flashed, he hesitated to speak.

Immediately, his treasure appearance returned to its usual solemnity and tranquility, and the golden halo shook behind him, and Professor Jia's ten evil souls merged together, and the sinful soul edict on his chest also merged into one.

"What place is this?" The three souls and seven souls merged together, and Professor Jia regained consciousness, looking at the vast darkness and screaming.

"This is the 19th floor of Hell, the Hell of Imprisoning Souls." Ksitigarbha King's voice was calm and resonant, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Soul Prison Hell? Hiss..." Professor Jia's soul gasped, and intense fear appeared in his eyes. He didn't know why, but he just felt that the word "Soul Prison Hell" was extremely scary.

He couldn't see the Dharma image of Ksitigarbha, nor was he entitled to see it. Everything he saw was darkness.

"Sinful soul, you are a waste of life in the mortal world. You are immoral and detached from human souls. You should suffer the pain of being imprisoned and transformed into souls. If you can wash away the evil desires in your heart one day, you can leave this place."

Lang Lang's Sanskrit voice continued to be heard, and as he spoke, Professor Jia's soul moved involuntarily, flying towards a direction in the darkness like a direction in the wind.

"No, no, ah..."

A golden light spot suddenly appeared in the boundless darkness, and the light spot became bigger and bigger, and the golden light became more and more intense. Professor Jia, illuminated by the solemn Buddha, screamed in pain like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

In the end, Professor Jia's soul was completely swallowed by the golden light and entered another dimension.

The golden light disappeared, and the gate of prisoner hell returned to its usual silence and darkness.

In the golden halo, Ksitigarbha King Baoxiang was silent, as if he was contemplating something. After a while, he disappeared into the darkness together with his audience, Di Ting.

At the same time, the dharma images of Ksitigarbha and the avatars of Truth Listening in front of the gates of the other eighteen levels of hell all disappeared, and the avatars of the nineteen dharma merged into one body, piercing through the void, and appeared in the Western Bliss Mountain Realm!
And in the Prisoner of Souls Hell, amidst the eyes full of golden light, Professor Jia, who is covered in black energy, is suffering the pain of being corroded by the Buddha's power, screaming heart-piercingly.

But in this ubiquitous golden light, besides Professor Jia who was covered in black aura, there was another existence, also a soul, but it looked more solid than Professor Jia, like a flesh and blood body.

His upper body is naked, his lower body is a pair of loose black pants, his whole body is made of muscles like steel, sitting cross-legged in the golden light, his face is as cold as iron, his long hair is pulled behind his head, like an ancient hairstyle, and a black * character is placed between his eyebrows non-stop Black and red air was steaming, and when that breath touched the surrounding golden light, there were bursts of hissing sounds.

Professor Jia couldn't see the existence of this soul, but this soul was staring straight at Professor Jia's chest.

He was looking at the colorful * characters printed by Wang Mu. Although his spiritual power was not strong, it moved the steely man slightly.

"Hehe...haha..." All of a sudden, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, the black * characters between his brows burst into blood, and the whole Prisoner Hell was in turmoil. The supreme sound made Professor Jia's three souls and seven souls almost scattered.

"He's back! I knew that even if the world collapsed and the sea changed, it wouldn't be able to stop him from reappearing! Haha..."

His almost crazy laughter is full of monstrous magic...

In the classroom, Wang Mu was looking at the dead Professor Jia in the corner, his heart suddenly trembled, and an inexplicable feeling rose in his heart, as if something tugged at his heartstrings.

"Fuck! Master said that my heart will also move when I am emotional. Damn, I won't really fall in love with that Duan Yixue, right?" Blinking his eyes, Wang Mu thought inexplicably.

"Damn, how could I like her?" Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it, and then turned to look at Yu Xin behind him.

Yu Xin was also looking at Wang Mu. Although she also believed that the world is full of wonders, everything just now was still hard for her to digest.She used to believe that people have souls and that there are gods in this world, so that some wonderful things can be explained, but when all these suddenly appeared in front of her, she was still somewhat unacceptable.

And this handsome junior in front of him, is this the same junior who just transferred?

"Wang Mu, you... this..." Yu Xin was full of surprise, but didn't know where to start.

Wang Mu nodded with a smile, put one hand on his chest, and said softly: "Amitabha, this poor monk is called Yijie. He is a member of the Buddhist sect. He came here to subdue this evil."

(End of this chapter)