I, the lord of ghost stories

In the spirit, a monk figure, holding a tin staff, with a calm and peaceful expression, saluted her slightly with one hand.

His back was shrouded in reddish-yellow light, and he could vaguely see a face somewhat similar to the stone statue lying on the ground.

The illusion disappeared in a blink of an eye, but Qing Xingdeng felt a certain familiar force spreading underground like a creeper.

Qing Xingdeng felt as if a knife had been cut in his heart, bleeding continuously...

This was a promise she had worked so hard to earn.

This time, she gritted her teeth even more, not even a perfunctory smile, and asked word by word:

"Do you know the reason why the three rivers stopped flowing?"

Sifeng Yuanyu looked at her pretty face with a look of hatred.

Looks, kind of like, accidentally smashing expensive jewelry?

However, there was something beautiful about her angry appearance, and Yuu Sifeng calmly returned her admiring gaze... This gaze made her even more angry.

"About the interruption of the Santu River, I have some guesses, probably because of the separation of gods and Buddhas?"

This involves the battle between gods and Buddhas, as well as changes in the pattern of Japan.

The connection between the present world and the eternal world is very close, and it can be said that one hair affects the whole body.

Buddhism was officially introduced to Dongying from Baekje around 500 A.D. After the Nara and Heian periods, Buddhism flourished at a time.

Due to the direct connection between Shinto and the royal family, Buddhism overwhelmed Shinto during the royal puppet period and regarded Shinto as a vassal. This is the famous view of power.

The so-called manifestation is the same nature as the incarnation.

Buddhism blatantly relegates the Japanese gods to the incarnation of certain Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

This is the effort of Buddhism to annex Shintoism.

"The formation of Santu River came from the invasion of Buddhism.

Then there was the rise of official Shinto, and there was the "Order of the Separation of God and Buddha."

"In fact, raising the gods to suppress the Buddha is a counterattack against Buddhism by Shinto in cooperation with the imperial court."

"It must have been at that time, when the power was regained, Santuchuan was closely connected with Buddhism, and it probably declined like this."

"almost."

Qing Xingdeng's voice was cold, agreeing with Sifeng Yuanyu's guess.

"The separation of gods and Buddhas has had a far-reaching impact. Not only have temples in the present world been converted into shrines, but even Netherland has reopened the Wangtu River, which is mainly controlled by the imperial court Shinto."

"After the death of Dongying, the soul has traveled through Santuchuan since then, and until now, it is almost exhausted."

Yuu Sifengyuan nodded and looked around.

In the dark sky, on the barren plain, there is a boundless wind blowing around.

This action made Qing Xingdeng's heart tighten.

In the soil layer under the feet, there is a kind of "creep" like force, which is constantly spreading.

Some kind of incompatible power was difficult to reconcile with her own power, and it felt like a tingling pain, hitting her in bursts.

The tense figure was straight, and the curves wrapped in the black kimono were exquisite, but they were trembling slightly. Beads of sweat ooze from the smooth forehead and wet the bangs.

"He shouldn't have noticed."

Qing Xingdeng felt the feeling of connecting himself with different forces.

It was like a red-hot iron, piercing into a blood vessel, and then twisting the movement.

The power that is incompatible with her nature, like the difference between water and oil, runs in her body.

The red lotus-like imprint slowly blooms red light on the back of the hand.

She quietly hid her left hand behind her back, her clear and indifferent tone was the same as before.

"Shinto took back the power of Netherland, and Wangtu River is the road of the soul today."

"The ancient Huangquan Biliangpo has evolved into a sinner's road."

"Oh? Have you been there?"

"There is only a black message left, which is full of mutilated limbs of sinful souls, and there are guards on the shore, stationed in pale houses."

After a brief introduction, Qing Xingdeng continued to add two sentences:

"Huangquan Biliangsaka is relatively old, and few souls have passed by."

"There are also some evil ghosts and monsters there, which occasionally crawl out of it."

Another perspective, in the rapidly spreading underground, built something beyond her comprehension.

This is the power that existed here originally, remaining in the ruins, operating according to the inherent design... and finally connected to her temporarily.

Purity, forbearance, compassion, crossing evil... There are various attributes in this power that have nothing to do with her, not only that, but also the aura that is different from the gods of Japan.

"This is the ruins of the Bodhisattva, Lord Monogatari, you shouldn't have come here in person."

When running at full strength, the pain made her pale.

She was originally an extremely beautiful beauty, but when she lowered her head slightly, she had a pitiful and weak beauty.

Sifeng Yuanyu just stared at her quietly with calm eyes.

This calmness made her a little uneasy, and she subconsciously clenched her left hand.

There, traces of bright red have flowed down from the back of the hand.

On the next day, the sound of Sanskrit sounded like a bell, resounding in my ears.

It was as if thousands of monks sang in unison, and the overwhelming sound made the feet tremble.

Numerous lotus flowers bloomed under the feet, expanding into the field of vision in an instant, and the faint golden light infects everything in this space.

"A flower and a leaf are all Bodhisattva dharma bodies!"

"Sifengyuan, wake up! You can't escape!"

Chapter 260 Breakthrough

In the eyes of Qing Xingdeng, a faint golden light appeared from the void, accompanied by countless charms, densely packed, turned into a lotus shape, and completely submerged Sifengyuan.

"It turns out that you borrowed the power of Buddhism...you betrayed Shinto?"

The white light is bright and clear, reflecting the surrounding area and quietly shining on the surrounding area.

Yuu Sifeng looked at the heavy chains, red lotus, green leaves, and the faint golden color everywhere.

"Don't you answer?"

In the surrounding void, countless tiny lotus flowers grew out of the light golden luster.

White jade white lotus, red jade red lotus, golden golden lotus.

The lotus blooms layer by layer, with Bodhisattvas standing on the flowers and Vajras standing on the leaves.

There are arhats of various colors sitting in a floating disk in the air, and various heavenly beings stand below.

All arhats have reddish light, and all gods and humans are covered with white light...

On the upper level, the bodhisattva's dharma image faintly emerges, mixed with red and yellow.

In Sifeng Yuanyou's eyes, all the hallucinations here have disappeared, and only the true colors of their divine powers can be seen.

Outside, Qing Xingdeng can still see inside.

"It has been unfolded, so it can't be changed?"

Pressing her cherry pink lips tightly, she looked nervously at the Dharma Realm.

From the outside, it looks like a huge lotus flower filled with golden light, which is contained but not let go.

Such a legal realm cannot be interfered with by her ability.

She can only choose when to use it.

However, after all, the permission was temporarily granted, and the pale golden light did not obstruct her vision, allowing her to see inside relatively easily.

Regardless of whether it is a Bodhisattva, an Arhat, or a celestial being, it is full of light golden luster.

The virtual image of the bodhisattva at the head has a perfect golden light wheel hanging behind his head.

"Sifengyuan, what do you do this time?"

She looked expectantly at Sifeng Yuanyu who was surrounded by layers of golden light.

As long as he is dealt with here, no, even if he cannot be eliminated, at least he can consume a considerable amount of power...

As long as there is not much difference in divine power between each other, Qing Xingdeng will be sure.

"This is my best chance... Bodhisattva, please!"

At this time, he heard Sifeng Yuanyu's questioning in the Dharma Realm.

"...you betrayed Shinto?"

Across the Dharma Realm, she didn't answer, but silently stroked the back of her left hand.

There has been restored to the past smooth white tender.

'No, my concubine never betrayed Shinto. '

'Because a concubine is a folk wild god, without an official title, what kind of betrayal is there? '

'not to mention……'

After a few words of excuse to herself, she let out a breath, and suddenly felt an inexplicable chill around her.

At the core, there is a stone statue hidden in a benevolent destination, lying on the ground.

The so-called Dharma Realm, to Sifeng Yuanyou at this time, is no different from watching a movie.

"Original vows, dharma mantras, is this the Trayastrim Heaven?"

"Unfortunately, there are no real Arhats or Bodhisattvas here."

On Sifeng Yuanyu's face, the light blue luster disappeared.

The quaint gray stone statue in front of him suddenly made a small cracking sound.

Then, under his gaze, it collapsed and turned into off-white stone powder.

"... Otherwise, I can cut one today."

As a member of Bitian God, Sifengyuan Youzi will not have the fear of Bodhisattvas that ordinary people have.

Now his power has surpassed that of Bodhisattva.

"how can that be?"

Qing Xingdeng waited outside, his sly eyes were full of disbelief.

On the lotus buds, the pale golden color that was full was extinguished most of it in an instant, and it was crumbling.

A large amount of streamer scattered and fell on the ground, turning into sparks around it.

"That was just now, what happened?"

There was a twinkle in her beautiful eyes, and she carefully recalled what she had just seen...

However, she couldn't even recall what happened!

The Yin wind was still hovering over the plain, whistling, and became gentle as it approached here.

Quietly, she began to hear a small sound.

It was a subtle sound similar to the snapping of plant roots.

Click, click, click.

In front of her eyes, the crystal light lotus gradually cracked many cracks.

The shattered bits and pieces turned into streamers and went away.

A few flakes of it just brushed against her cheeks, cutting off a few black hairs.