Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 423
Zhong Kui didn't dare to make any further calculations. That inexplicable power implied the power of heaven and earth, and it was not something he, a Da Luo Jinxian, could contend with.

Although the calculation was not successful, Zhong Kui concluded that there was something wrong with Wang Mu.

Anyone who can step into the path of cultivation can almost be said to have a destiny, but this destiny has different degrees, and talents have different degrees. Only by surpassing one's own existence can one be unable to deduce the other party's fate.

Obviously, Zhong Kui also saw that Wang Mu's fate was definitely higher than his. Otherwise, with his Da Luo Jinxian cultivation base, how could he not even be able to deduce the fate of an Earth Immortal?
There are even more terrifying ones. There are several kinds of people who bear the destiny. The most terrifying one is the one whose destiny is as strong as the sky. The birth of this kind of person often brings shocking disasters, so we must guard against it.

It's like that Taoist God of Freedom, who disturbed the Three Realms before he realized the Dao, and it was even rumored that many ancient giant gods fell in his hands. Don't put your own life in it at that time, and become a stepping stone for others to move forward.

Zhong Kui was afraid that Wang Mu was also this kind of person.

But looking at Wang Mu's ever-changing smiling face, his gentleness and serenity, his small body, and his insignificant cultivation, he dispelled this thought in his heart. A comparison with the kind of character Hongjun God Ancestor?

Those are all existences with a strong destiny.

Seeing Zhong Kui's ever-changing expressions and the trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, Ksitigarbha lowered his head and smiled wryly. He couldn't help but think of the scene where he pinched other Taoist gods, and he was also inexplicably injured. That's why he was in a hurry to remind him just now, but it's a pity One step late.

The Flower Buddha, a taboo in the Three Realms, was proclaimed under the strange peach blossom tree. Whether it is the Flower Buddha or the peach blossom tree, in the eyes of insiders, their fate is definitely not much worse than that of Xiaoyao Dao God and Hongjun God Ancestor.

Not to mention anything else, just the place where the peach tree grows is scary enough.

It's just that due to various reasons, even those who know the truth dare not tell the truth easily, for fear that if they say it, their own fate will be involved in this bloody killing that has gone through tens of thousands of years.

What's more, among the Three Realms and Nine Regions, there are not many people who know the Flower Buddha, and even fewer people know about the tens of thousands of years that the Flower Buddha has experienced, and even fewer people know the details of the Peach Blossom God Tree.

Taking a breath, the Ksitigarbha King was in a trance. He asked the Buddha about the origin and location of the peach blossom tree in Lingshan. The Buddha looked at the sky for a long time and said nothing. The only ones who know the sacred tree are Hongjun God Ancestor and Xiaoyao Dao God."

"Bodhisattva, excuse me. This matter is very important. The little god needs to go back and ask the Wheel-Turning King to make a decision." Turning around suddenly, Zhong Kui said in a deep voice to King Ksitigarbha. After finishing speaking, he was about to take Wang Mu away.

"Lord Zhong Kui," Ksitigarbha's gentle and kind voice came, and when Zhong Kui looked back, Ksitigarbha said again: "In this world, there are many people with different fates. It's normal if they can't be deduced. Remind Lord Zhong Kui, handle it carefully, all those with different destiny will have unfinished calamity, don't involve yourself in this calamity."

Blinking, Zhong Kui thought for a moment and said, "Thank you Bodhisattva for reminding, Zhong Kui will handle it carefully."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and took Wang Mu with him and left.

"Sin, sin."

As soon as Zhong Kui turned his head, Ksitigarbha suddenly raised his hand in front of his chest, frowned and muttered a few words, with a look of remorse on his face.

There is no way, the monks don't lie, but the remarks that the Ksitigarbha King said before about the internal injury of the Sansheng Stone are purely deceitful.

After finishing the confession, Ksitigarbha and Di Ting fluttered slowly, following the crowd in front of them.

Soon, everyone was getting closer and closer to the prisoner hell hidden in the void, and the strange feeling in Wang Mu's heart reappeared, the vicissitudes, melancholy, tenderness and kindness that are hard to describe.

Involuntarily, Wang Mu slowed down his pace, raised his eyes and looked around the void, trying to find the source of that feeling, but unfortunately his cultivation base was sealed and he couldn't use Buddha Eyes, not to mention the place under the jurisdiction of Ksitigarbha, even if there was anything, the king would not be able to use it. Even with Mu's current cultivation, he couldn't see through it.

Looking back at Jizo King, he wanted to ask a question, but seeing Jizo King frowning and shaking his head slowly, Wang Mu had no choice but to dismiss the idea.

In the Prisoner of Souls Hell, amidst the boundless golden light, Little Eight King Kong stood up again, his eyes flashed with * characters, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Mu from the beginning to the end.

Such as seeing an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years, with a faint smile on his steel-like face, the crystal tears couldn't help flowing again, the man who stood up to the sky suddenly looked like a child at this moment.

Tens of thousands of years, all the vicissitudes, all the tribulations, all life and death, all the flames of war and blood, have settled into scenes of beautiful memories. At this moment, Xiaoba's diamond-like heart is softened.

"Go! Why are you standing there?"

At this moment, Zhong Kui noticed Wang Mu who was walking more and more slowly, and impatiently turned around and scolded, because of the various visions before, Zhong Kui, who was already irritable, was also a little upset.

Hearing this, Wang Mu just smiled softly, and quickened his pace.

But in the enchantment, Little Eight King Kong was not happy.

Raising his thick arm made of stone, he wiped away his tears, and then a fierce light burst out from his charcoal-like eyes, and the calm black and red aura on his body became irritable again.

"Unknown junior, dare to disrespect Hua Buddha, you want to die!" Gritting his teeth tightly, Xiao Bajingang muttered every word, and then fixed his eyes, and cast his eyes on the void above Zhong Kui's head.

"Buzz...boom!"

Zhong Kui was thinking about Ksitigarbha's previous warning, when he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing down on his head, the overwhelming power made him, the Da Luo Jinxian, unable to resist at all.

As soon as the body-protecting spiritual power floated up on the surface of the body, it was suppressed by the violent coercion, followed by an impact like a mountain falling to the ground.

Wang Mu's gaze at the back was shocked, and he also showed a look of shock.

A huge fist shape inexplicably appeared on the top of Zhong Kui's head, with faint black and red markings, and smashed Zhong Kui straight into the ground.

"puff……"

Black mist rose everywhere, and a huge pothole appeared on the ground covered by darkness, and the people in the front, back, left, and right were automatically shaken back a few steps.

As soon as he got up from the deep pit, Zhong Kui spit out a mouthful of blood, and his bearded face became even paler.

Everyone was stunned, including Ksitigarbha.

Reluctantly closing his eyes and taking a breath, Ksitigarbha King involuntarily glanced at a certain place in the darkness, and already guessed that it was a good deed done by the little Hachiko.

"What's going on? Who is it?! Wow..."

Struggling to get up, Zhong Kui was furious, his beard stood on end, and he glanced around the void and roared, only to be affected by his injuries, his body suddenly burst out, and a smear of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Listen! Don't mess around! Master Zhong Kui is a priest of the underworld, how can you offend him?"

When Zhong Kui was looking for the real culprit, he suddenly saw Ksitigarbha lowering his head and yelling at the giant white dog to listen.

Being scolded for no reason, Di Ting was stunned, looked up at his master, his dog eyes were wide open, his cute eyes were full of grievances, as if he was complaining to his master: what happened to your uncle was not done by me!

"Lord Zhong Kui laughed. Although I have been with Di Ting for some time, this temperament still needs to be tempered. I hope Master Zhong Kui will forgive me." Ignoring Di Ting, Ksitigarbha looked at Zhong Kui again and said apologetically.

"Oh," stunned for a moment, Zhong Kui finally felt relieved, glanced at Na Di and said, "The Bodhisattva's words are serious, it's okay, anyway, all the dogs feel uncomfortable when they see me, they are used to it."

"Uh..." After speaking, he suddenly jumped again, swallowing the surging blood forcefully, waved his hand weakly, and led the crowd away without further words.

"I'm sorry, I've wronged you and listen carefully." Seeing Zhong Kui leaving, Ksitigarbha raised his palms and muttered again.

Na Truing rolled his eyes greatly, fell down and fell asleep with a plop.

Wang Mu also followed, but he couldn't calm down. The fist was very close to him just now, and he could see it clearly. The arrangement of spiritual power on it was very similar to the moves of the barbarian stone magic. How could it be like this?
Also, it's clearly not someone who listened to it, but someone else.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Wang Mu began to scan around the darkness again.

"Brother, go slowly..."

In Prison Soul Hell, watching Wang Mu drifting away, Xiao Bajingang wept again, knelt down on one knee, and said heavily.

"Om..."

In Wang Mu's dantian, the peach blossom seal trembled, and at the same time, the strange feeling surged in his heart again, and it became even stronger.

Involuntarily, Wang Mu turned his head and looked at the darkness. This time, he was sure that the feeling came from the darkness in that place.

It seemed that something was calling, waiting for him.

In the enchantment, looking at Wang Mu whose eyes were meeting his own, Xiao Bajingang smiled and said sincerely: "As expected of the Flower Buddha! Brother, wait until the day you come to find me."

"Let's go." Seeing Wang Mu stopped again, a ghost impatiently pushed Wang Mu, Wang Mu took a light breath, and stepped back out of this void.

Just as he walked out of the golden vortex, Wang Mu took another look at Ksitigarbha, and Ksitigarbha gave him a look that implied deep meaning.

After leaving the soul-prisoning hell, Wang Mu kept frowning, out of his wits.

Too many things have happened in the past few days. First, the strange feeling of seeing Long Xiaoyuan appear in the demon possessed, and then it is quite strange, and at this moment, this feeling also appeared in this illusory darkness?

"Yan Kuan, Wu Wei, Ye Feng, Duan Yirui, Wang Junhui, Man You..." Wang Mu secretly counted the names of these brothers, six of them, and the strange stone had eight pieces, that is to say, there should be two more.

Could it be that in the void where King Ksitigarbha lives, there are also...

Unable to help, he turned his head again and took a deep look at the place where the void was.

(End of this chapter)