"They were born in a sea of blood, and they are evil."
Looking at Wang Ping, Ksitigarbha said.
Wang Ping sneered: "I told you, you are obsessed with your appearance and your views are superficial."
"Are they evil if they were born in a sea of blood? Let me ask you, have they done any bad things that are harmful to nature? If they haven't, why are they evil?"
"The Dharma you practice is good, with golden light and auspicious light, but you transform them without their consent, and you act as if you are no better than you."
"The basis for judging whether a person is good or bad is never born, but what they do, do you understand?"
Ksitigarbha was silent. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that what Wang Ping said made sense.
Ksitigarbha suddenly couldn't help but have doubts about the ideas he had accepted in the past.
"Young man, think carefully. Don't see the world with your eyes. See the world with your heart."
"What others tell you must be right? No, not necessarily. You have to learn to distinguish and judge by yourself."
"Learning Buddhism does not give you an excuse to arbitrarily transform people, but it allows you to save people in the world. Please tell me what you are doing now."
Looking at Ksitigarbha who remained silent, Wang Ping continued to persuade.
While speaking, Wang Ping looked around carefully with his spiritual consciousness. It seemed that no one had noticed yet.
But it's normal. This guy Ji Zang must have treasures left by Zhunti and Jie Yin.
Even the Ancestor of Styx couldn't kill him all at once.
That time was enough for the two of them to run over and deal with the Styx Ancestor.
Therefore, Jie Yin and Zhunti cannot keep an eye on Ksitigarbha all the time. They also have their own things to do.
The spiritual consciousness keeps scanning everywhere, and the saint can't stand it.
Becoming a saint does not mean that you will not consume mana or spiritual consciousness, it just becomes much stronger than a quasi-sage.
"Am I really wrong?"
After being silent for a while, Ji Zang raised his head and looked at Wang Ping.
Wang Ping nodded without hesitation: "Wrong, wrong, wrong, very wrong."
"Your name is Ksitigarbha, right? In fact, I feel that you must have been deceived. The person who taught you Buddhism has bad intentions!"
"You said that you have transformed so many Asura clans, causing their selves to be erased. Are you feeling guilty?"
"You're so good, what kind of Buddha do you worship? I see that your bones are amazing and you have extraordinary talents. You are a good material for cultivating demons. It would be a pity not to cultivate demons."
"Know what it means to be a devil, to be free and unrestrained, to do as you please, to do what you think is right and not to do what is wrong, and not to care what others think or what others say."
"You are who you are, and it has nothing to do with anyone. Whatever you do, the devil will do it yourself. Don't be so hypocritical. For example, if you want to conquer the Asura clan, you can do it openly and openly."
"Instead of you being like this now, forcing you to transform under the guise of doing good for them, why don't you, Ksitigarbha, be an upright and upright good man?"
Under the impact of Wang Ping's words, the Buddha's light on Ksitigarbha's body suddenly flickered on and off.
Ksitigarbha's face was distorted, his eyes were changing, and he looked very painful.
"Buddha, demon, what is Buddha, what is demon, what is demon, what is Buddha?"
"What is my purpose in this life of Ksitigarbha? Do I want to be upright, or do I want to be hypocritical?"
"If hell is not empty, and I vow not to become a Buddha, is everything in hell wrong? Wrong, no, that's right, ah, ah, dare I ask where the road is? How should I walk the path of Ksitigarbha?"
As he murmured in his mouth, Jizo hugged his head tightly. Now his mind was in a mess and he felt like there were two voices arguing.
He wanted to deny what Wang Ping said to him, but he couldn't find a reason, and he had no way to refute it.
Wang Ping looked on with a slight smile. The effect seemed to be very good.
"Don't ask others, ask yourself. By the way, first let go of the Asuras you transformed. If you let them go, ask them if they feel happy after being transformed by you. "
"If they say they are happy, then you think I didn't say anything, but I believe they won't say that."
Ksitigarbha, who was holding his head in pain, was stunned for a moment when he heard Wang Ping's words, and then stood up.
Looking at the people behind him, Ksitigarbha reached out his hand, and rays of Buddha light flew out from the people and soon disappeared into his palm.
Soon, everyone in the Asura tribe came to their senses.
"You were happy when you were transformed by me. Now, is there anyone willing to practice Buddhism with me?"
Jizo asked as his eyes swept over the Asura clan members who had come to their senses.
The faces of everyone in the Asura tribe who had been stunned for a while suddenly changed.
They were just transformed, not unconscious. They still knew some things after the transformation.
But after being transformed, they only have Buddha in their hearts and nothing else.
"Go away, monk, are you willing to be like a wooden man?"
"You won't kill me. I'm happy. I'm so happy. Now I'm happy. I have my own joys and sorrows, and I can do whatever I want."
"Who wants to practice Buddhism with you? Wait, we will call the leader. We can't beat you to death if we come out."
The Asuras shouted for a while, stared at Jizo warily, and ran back to the blood sea one by one.
As for Wang Ping, everyone paid no attention to him. They didn't know where Wang Ping came from. He didn't seem to be an enemy.
"You see, I didn't say anything nonsense. They didn't want to. They were just forcibly transformed by you."
"Ask yourself, if you force others to practice Buddhism with you like this, what you want is what the Buddha in your heart should do?"
"That's all I've said, so you can do what you want. If you want to understand, please bring those Asura tribesmen who were transformed before to the Blood Sea."
"But I guess those two Buddhas in your family are not willing to pay it back."
With a faint smile, Wang Ping turned around and disappeared after saying the last few words to Ji Zang.
Sometimes saying too much may not necessarily be good, but speaking in moderation will produce good results.
After standing in silence by the sea of blood for a long time, Ksitigarbha suddenly turned around and headed west step by step.
At this moment, Jizo's figure looked a little lonely.
"What is Buddha? Is the Buddha in my heart this kind of Buddha?"
With a long sigh, Jizo's figure gradually disappeared into the distance.
In the sea of blood, Wang Ping slowly emerged, and a good show seemed to be about to begin.
After waiting quietly for more than half a month, on this day, a billowing demonic energy suddenly rose into the sky from the west.
"Haha, hahahaha, if the Buddha is like this, then I will be a demon. I will think of the Buddha and the demon, and I, Ksitigarbha, will not be that kind of Buddha."
The roar echoed through most of the wilderness, and it was Ksitigarbha's voice.
Wang Ping fled out of the Blood Sea, flew into the sky, and looked to the west.
Judging from the aura, Ksitigarbha at this moment has the strength of the early Quasi-Saint.
When I came to the Blood Sea before, Ksitigarbha was still in the early stage of Da Luo.
This time, he transformed from a Buddha to a demon, and his strength improved a lot.
"Bastard, why are you so crazy, Jizo? You dare to become a demon, you are looking for death!"
At this moment, another extremely angry voice sounded.
