Chapter 149 Taoist! ? Ksitigarbha! ?

"How brave!"

Ping Xin's face showed a hint of warmth and anger, and he suddenly shouted.

Across from Ping Xin, Ao Changsheng was suddenly startled. He looked at the angry Ping Xin strangely and confused.

"Fellow Taoist Pingxin, what did Pindao say wrong?"

Although he jokingly called himself one of the Lords of Reincarnation before, this place of reincarnation is, after all, Pingxin's dojo.

Whenever Ao Changsheng comes to this reincarnation, he does not use any detection methods, so he does not know what exactly happened.

"Fellow Taoist Immortal, please look..."

The warm and angry look on Ping Xin's face didn't go away. As soon as he thought about it, a circular light mirror suddenly appeared in front of him. The picture in it was full of sinister wind, and it was a scene from the netherworld.

only...

In this dark and windy netherworld, a handsome Taoist in white robe was walking step by step towards the depths of the netherworld.

With every step you take, a cluster of white lotus will be born. After a while, a bridge paved with white lotus will appear.

It extends bit by bit from the ancient wilderness towards the Netherworld.

"This is..."

Ao Changsheng looked at the round light mirror and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although there was no deliberate investigation, in this reincarnation, the methods used by Pingxin were unusual.

Just looking at it, it was as if he was actually there, and then a breath that was extremely familiar to Ao Changsheng hit his face.

Ao Changsheng immediately looked slightly surprised and said: "Western religion, the method of quasi-titi?"

"It was Zhunti's magical power that concealed this man's figure, causing him to cross the sea of ​​blood and enter the underworld through the gate of hell."

Ping Xin nodded. Although his face had returned to calmness, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

As the Lord of Reincarnation, she would naturally have a much clearer understanding when investigating in person than Ao Changsheng could just watch.

"Zhunti's method...Does Zhunti want to interfere in the underworld?"

Ao Changsheng looked at the Taoist in the circular light mirror with slight interest.

The cultivation level is not strong, or in other words, very weak. To Ao Changsheng and Heping Xin, the monks of Taiyi Jinxian are really like ants.

However, when Ao Changsheng looked at this man, he couldn't help but think of a sacred figure in his mind.

Ksitigarbha, or Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Of course, the current Western religion has not yet become Buddhism, so in ancient times, there was no such title as Bodhisattva.

but...

Ao Changsheng was a little surprised.

When Ksitigarbha became enlightened... was it so early?

Today's Western religion has not yet transformed into a Buddha. Several Buddhas have either not yet been born, or they are still wandering in the wilderness and have never joined the West.

Looking at the picture in the circular light mirror, Pingxin's face was calm, and there was no hint of emotion or anger, but his eyes were extremely indifferent.

She still couldn't bear to deal with a monk at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

What's more... Pingxin also wants to see what this Zhunti is going to do with such a method.

only...

Pingxin snorted coldly.

In the underworld of the underworld, the Taoist walked forward with his eyebrows lowered and his hands clasped together, with traces of golden powder falling from his palms.

"The golden beads are broken..."

The handsome Taoist looked at the golden powder sprinkled on his palms and whispered to himself.

The voice was calm and not at all surprised.

Obviously, he may have known about this scene for a long time.

Involuntarily, Taoist Qingxiu's mind flashed back to what his master said before setting off.

"Ksitigarbha, you and your group are here. There is no need to worry before entering the Netherworld. My master's methods can protect you."

"But after you enter the underworld, your methods as a teacher will soon become ineffective. At this time, you can only rely on yourself for everything."

"At that time, the evil ghosts of the underworld, Netherworld, will definitely come to stop you. Are you afraid of them?"

The golden wheel of merit behind Zhunti's head was bright and generous, and his face showed compassion and he asked softly.

"Fear and fear!"

The delicate Taoist, Ksitigarbha, put his hands together and spoke softly, but with incomparable firmness.

Ksitigarbha looked at the golden sand in his hands with firm eyes, without any change at all.

Then he continued to clasp his hands together, lowered his eyebrows, and walked forward step by step towards the netherworld ahead with white lotuses still under his feet.

Not long after.

"Is it a living creature?"

"A living monk has entered the underworld!"

In the distance on Huangquan Road, a burst of noise came.

At the end of the Huangquan Road where Ksitigarbha is located, there are countless Huangquan Roads, spreading up and down in all directions.

These Huangquan Roads all merge into a wider Huangquan Road in the distance, so wide that there is no edge.

This...is the real road to the ghosts and gods leading to the underworld - the Road to the Underworld!

On the road to the underworld, illusory ghosts of all races looked curiously at the road to the underworld covered with white lotus.

Even the ghosts on the Huangquan Road looked curiously at the handsome Taoist who was walking step by step.

but...

But not a single ghost moved forward.

No one... no ghost is stupid, just looking at the scene of a lotus paving the road to hell.

Then you can understand.

This handsome Taoist is not a good person.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of ghosts, no, hundreds of millions of ghosts and millions of ghosts, Ksitigarbha stepped onto the real road to hell, walking step by step towards the distant underworld.

"This is the first time I've seen a living being coming from that ancient road to the underworld... I didn't expect that the first time I saw it would be a living monk."

An oni looked at Jizo's retreating back and whispered.

"Don't mention you. I've been here for a few Yuanhui, and it's the first time I've seen someone coming from the Yellow Springs Ancient Road." Another ghost messenger sneered at the side.

Obviously, this ghost messenger has been here for much longer than the one who spoke earlier, or in other words, he died earlier.

"What do you think... is that Taoist here for?" Another ghost messenger asked curiously.

"I have heard that in the prehistoric times, there were powerful cultivators who were unwilling to see their relatives and friends die, and entered my netherworld to find their relatives and friends' souls, but those powerful people went directly to the netherworld..."

"But those who walk on the Yellow Springs Ancient Road obviously entered from the Ghost Gate. I have never heard of such a thing." A ghost messenger shook his head and said.

"Come from the Ghost Gate? How is it possible... Ghost Gate cannot be entered by ghosts, this is the iron rule of the underworld!" A ghost messenger's face changed slightly.

"No mistake, to be able to set foot on the Yellow Springs Road, you must have walked through the Ghost Gate, this... is also the iron rule of the underworld." The ghost messenger shook his head slightly and said.

Hearing the ghost messenger's words.

The ghost messengers who were eavesdropping with interest suddenly changed their faces, and their originally sullen faces became even more sullen.

None of them spoke, but just kept a straight face and dutifully drove away the ghosts on the Yellow Spring Road.

Obviously... all these ghost messengers realized that no matter what the possibility was, it broke the iron rule of the underworld.

It was nothing that these little ghost messengers could interfere with.

Sure enough...

After a while, these ghost messengers saw that the Yellow Spring Road in the distance suddenly shook.

In the distance...

Dozens of huge and ferocious ghost gods Yaksha were besieging a tiny figure.

Looked closely.

Who else could it be but the handsome Taoist Dizang who just passed by.

...

"Taoist... leave!"

On the side of the Yellow Spring Road, a ten-thousand-foot-tall Yaksha stood there, with an ugly and ferocious face, and roared fiercely.

In front of the Yaksha.

Dizang put his hands together, raised his lowered eyebrows, looked at the fierce Yaksha in front of him and said softly.

"There is no turning back on this trip."

"Leave!" "Leave!" "Leave!"

Hearing Dizang's words, the Yaksha glared and roared fiercely, raised the three-pronged sky-supporting fork in his hand high, and smashed it towards Dizang.

Accompanied by a loud bang.

The Yellow Spring Ancient Road was as stable as Mount Tai without any tremor.

But it was also true that how could a mere Yaksha shake this Yellow Spring Ancient Road.

But...

The Taoist Dizang was also like the Yellow Spring Ancient Road, without any tremor, one hand in front of him, and the other hand raised high.

One hand to the sky!

Holding the three-pronged sky-supporting fork firmly, Dizang's face was still calm.

"How courageous!"

The Yaksha's face suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly, holding the fork in his hands tightly and pressing down hard.

But... it was useless.

Ksitigarbha's expression did not change at all. He held up the sky with one hand, and continued to walk towards the netherworld without changing his steps.

The Yaksha's expression was extremely ugly.

Although this Yaksha was not as perfect as Ksitigarbha, he was also a Taiyi Jinxian.

As Taiyi, his full-strength attack could not even shake the Taoist in front of him.

"Brothers, this Taoist is tricky, let's go together."

Without any hesitation, the Yaksha shouted loudly.

Before the voice fell.

One, two, three... three consecutive three-pronged sky-supporting forks attacked Ksitigarbha from various tricky angles.

Looked closely.

On the vast Yellow Springs Road, in addition to the first ten-thousand-foot Yaksha, three more ten-thousand-foot Yaksha figures appeared.

The ten-thousand-foot-long three-pronged sky-supporting forks whistled, and the three Taiyi Yakshas did not hold back at all and smashed towards Ksitigarbha with all their strength.

At this time, Ksitigarbha lowered his eyes, held up the sky with one hand, and walked forward with one step and one lotus.

Just when the three Yakshas' three-pronged forks were about to hit Ksitigarbha, the raised arm moved.

The speed was not fast. Ksitigarbha's hand grabbed the three-pronged forks and swept them around his body, but the strange thing was...

The three attacks that were about to hit Ksitigarbha were all blocked.

And... all were blocked by the three-pronged forks in Ksitigarbha's hand.

When Ksitigarbha's arm was raised again, the original three-pronged forks had become four.

Four ten-thousand-foot-tall Taiyi Yakshas occupied the four directions, surrounding Ksitigarbha, holding the fork handles with both hands, their faces livid.

This was not because they were pressing down with all their strength, trying to crush Ksitigarbha below.

Instead, they wanted to take back the three-pronged forks in their hands, but...

they couldn't do it.

The four three-pronged sky-supporting forks seemed to be one body, held in Ksitigarbha's hands. No matter how the four Taiyi Yakshas exerted their strength, they did not move at all.

And Ksitigarbha, still with that calm posture of holding up the sky with one hand, walked forward step by step.

"Let go——"

One of the Yakshas roared, grabbed the fork handle with both hands, but suddenly stepped on Ksitigarbha.

But before the Yaksha stepped on Ksitigarbha, he saw Ksitigarbha's raised arm move slightly, and the four three-pronged sky-supporting forks suddenly turned.

From Ksitigarbha's thin body, a huge force came, and the four ten-thousand-foot Yakshas had no power to resist and were thrown up.

Each changed a position.

The Yaksha who had kicked out naturally could not continue to kick.

At this time...the Yakshas finally realized one thing, that is, they were no match for the Taoist in front of them.

"Call someone!"

The first Yaksha shouted without hesitation, and a Yaksha magic power burst out.

The other three Yakshas did not hesitate at all, and cooperated to burst out Yaksha magic power, and the four Yaksha magic powers entangled and collided together.

Suddenly, a strange magic power fluctuation was emitted, and it spread to the surroundings at a terrifying speed.

Then...one after another Yaksha ghosts and gods rose from the ground in the distance of Huangquan Road, and turned their heads to look here.

Walking towards this side with heavy steps.

From a distance, it seemed as if dozens of thousands of feet high mountains were moving, and the ghosts and gods Yakshas had hideous faces and were terrifying.

At this time, even Ksitigarbha showed a solemn look on his face.

Dozens of Taiyi Jinxian-level ghosts and gods Yakshas.

Moreover, being able to work in the underworld and guard the Yellow Spring Road, these ghosts and gods, Yakshas, ​​must not be weak among the Taiyi Golden Immortals.

The four Yakshas were so powerless in front of Ksitigarbha, not because they were too weak, but... Ksitigarbha was too strong!