Chapter 445 The poor monk came to help Meng Po make Meng Po soup

Fahai soon came to the **** of the underworld, and the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had already returned.

After all, Shenzutong is superior to Zongdi Jinguang.

Do whatever you want, you can appear anywhere in the Three Realms with a single thought.

Of course, the prerequisite is to have enough cultivation base.

Fahai glanced at the imprisoned Mahakayas, then saluted the Bodhisattva of Earth Store, "Disciples worship the Bodhisattva."

When Mahakaya and the others saw Fahai, they knew that Lingshan's calculations had failed.

Lingshan suffered a heavy loss this time.

It has not been able to suppress Fahai, but it has also been sweeping.

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded, opening the door and said straightforwardly: "Maha Kayah is handed to you."

Hearing this, Fahai shook his head, "Bodhisattva, since this matter is over, let them go."

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded in satisfaction. If Fahai said that he had suppressed the Mahakayas, he would feel that Fahai was too murderous.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva waved his hand to remove the seal from the bodies of Mahakayas.

Maha Kassapa and the others saluted the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. They were convinced by their defeat this time. Their supernatural powers are also very good in Lingshan, but compared with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, it is really far behind. The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva suppressed **** to save the dead and gained immense merit, but his Taoism cultivation level can reach the mid-sage stage is beyond the expectations of the Three Realms, almost no one guessed.

"Bodhisattva, do you really want to betray Lingshan because of Fahai?"

Mahakaya glanced at Fahai, then asked.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not respond positively to Mahakaya's words, and slowly said: "Lingshan Buddhas sitting in the endless world of Lingshan Buddha have forgotten their original intention to cultivate Buddha."

Maha Kassapa did not give up, and continued: "Bodhisattva, if you propose to the Blessed One, the Blessed One will definitely consider it."

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva chuckled and shook his head, "Lingshan Buddhas will not agree."

If what he thought and thought in his heart was to inform the Tathagata Buddha, even if the Tathagata Buddha agreed, the Buddhas of Lingshan would not agree. After all, that has moved the foundations of the Buddhas, and the Buddhas will never let go.

Mahakaya sighed helplessly, before leaving, he gave Fahai a vicious look, his eyes full of threats.

Fahai smiled.

Maha Kayah is a great disciple of the Tathagata Buddha and a very high status in Lingshan. His wisdom root is not as good as Jin Chanzi and other people, so his path of practice is the way of ascetic monks, walking across the three realms with his feet to sharpen his Buddha's mind.

"Fahai."

"The disciple is here."

Fahai bowed.

"After this incident, your relationship with Lingshan has completely deteriorated. What are your plans in the future?"

Hearing this, Fahai replied: "The bodhisattva, the disciples and the Lingshan Buddhas are deeply involved in cause and effect. After this, the Lingshan Buddhas should not act rashly. However, their minds of calculating the disciples will never be eliminated, but the disciples will not. Take the initiative to provoke the Lingshan Buddhas, but will continue to spread the teachings and enlightenment in the world and even other places."

"Such the best."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said: "Only after you become a Buddha and become an ancestor, can you achieve your wish and spread the Dharma in your heart to the Three Realms."

"The disciple knows that in fact, it is necessary to set foot on the Lingshan mountain this time. If the disciple does not go, I am afraid that the practice will be broken. Not only that, it will be very difficult to pass on the Buddhism in the future."

Fahai replied truthfully, "In addition, the disciples also want to use the Ten Thousand Buddhas Convention to promote the Dharma in their hearts."

"On the top of Lingshan, millions of scattered immortals have witnessed the cause and effect between you and the buddhas of Lingshan. After thinking about this, there will be many scattered immortals going to Jinshan Temple to bow their heads."

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva exhorted: "There is nothing extra to say in this seat, you just have to remember the true Buddha in your heart."

"The disciples will never fail the teachings of the Bodhisattva."

Fahai put his hands together.

"Amitabha!"

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva recited the Buddha's name and then sank into hell. The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has already integrated the eighteen layers of **** into his world of Buddhism. He will save a dead soul, and he will gain more merit.

He has been on the bank of **** regardless of his years, and he has already made great contributions.

Perhaps one day, he will really achieve his wish, super clean the dead soul in hell.

Fahai left **** after talking with the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Eight hundred miles of yellow spring.

According to legend, after the gate of the ghost is closed, before the capital city.

There is a big river rising from the blue sky and falling into the infinite, its length is unknown, and it is as wide as the vast sea.

The big river is named Wangchuan, also known as Huangquan.

The water of the Yellow Spring is as cold as profound ice, and heat is better than magma, and has the power to wash away all evil in the world.

When all beings from the Three Realms enter the underworld, they must walk in the Yellow Spring River to wash away their sins before they can step on the Naihe Bridge, taste the Mengpo soup, and finally be judged by the Yin Division for their merits and demerits during their lifetimes, or enter reincarnation, or go to hell.

And those evil spirits who can't wash away their sins will eventually get lost in the yellow spring, struggle and sink, and there will never be a day of detachment.

Fahai watched the violent wind roaring and the eight hundred miles of yellow sand filled the sky. Who knew that this yellow sand would be the legendary Huangquan River.

With a flick of his embroidered robe, the yellow sand flew and fell in his palm, turning into a few drops of clear water.

He came to the Yellow Spring of Eight Baili this time because he wanted to test whether the water of the Yellow Spring River was really as godly as the legend, able to wash away the sins of his life.

After thinking about it, he stepped onto the Yellow Spring of Eight Baili.

The footsteps are steady, leaving clear footprints on the yellow sand. People with sins stepping on the eight hundred miles of yellow springs will gradually sink down, and eventually be swallowed by the yellow sand, and will never be able to live beyond.

But it's just that compared to ordinary dead souls, people who have major cultivation practices can cross the eight hundred miles of the yellow spring unless they are willing to set foot on the eight hundred miles of the yellow spring.

Fahai's hidden Taoism walked on the yellow sand and came to Mengpo Village.

Meng Pozhuang's angry curses came from Meng Po Village, followed by the screams of dead souls.

According to the legend, Meng Po soup is made by boiling, and the fragrance can pass through the nine quiets, making people forget the troubles of the world. But Mengpo's Sanqi lacks spirit, his emotions and desires are lost, and he doesn't understand sadness. Therefore, Mengpo Tang lacks the last main medicine, the taste is bitter and unpleasant, and it is difficult to eat.

The deceased soul is also very unwilling to taste the taste of Meng Po soup.

But Sanqi doesn't think so much. If the soul does not drink the Mengpo soup she makes, it will not give her face. She will force the soul to drink the soup. Therefore, Mengpozhuang often screams and screams.

In the eyes of many dead souls, Meng Po Village is the most terrifying place in the underworld, even more terrifying than hell.

This shows how terrible the Mengpo soup made from Panax notoginseng is.

"Amitabha!"

Fahai stood outside Mengpozhuang and recited the Buddha's name, and all the sounds in Mengpozhuang disappeared. Immediately afterwards, a girl who was about eighteen or nineteen years old wore a plain cloth and walked out of her head.

She glanced at Fahai in surprise, "Where did the master come from?"

"The poor monk came from the world, especially to visit Mengpozhuang."

Hearing that, Sanqian became more curious, and she smiled slyly, "Master, I don't even want to come to Mengpozhuang. What are you doing in Mengpozhuang?"

Fahai smiled, Sanqi had lost his innate spirit, and his thoughts were different from normal people.

He responded: "The poor monk heard that the Meng Po soup made by Meng Po was bitter and unpleasant and hard to swallow. I came here today to help Meng Po make Meng Po soup."

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