One hell after another, countless cruel punishments fell on the black clothes, splashing golden blood, creating a golden body of merit.
Monk Shen Gongbao looked calm, but clasped his hands together and said in a low voice: "Loneliness, troubles and troubles are all caused by the thousands of deeds done during life, and will be punished after death."
Then he stepped forward, bearing countless calamities on his back, peeling off his skin and exposing his bones, breaking his arms and tendons. It was three points more cruel than Ling Chi, and a little more violent than the dismembered body.
Every time the skin is torn open and the bones are exposed, the golden light of merit is like spreading nectar, and the body is instantly restored to the original state, and then enters the next reincarnation and endures endless suffering.
At this moment, the power of merit is no longer a protection, and combined with the torture of hell, it has become the most extreme punishment in history.
The sights made the gods tremble and the ghosts tremble.
In the past, those ferocious gods and evil spirits who had done all kinds of evil and did whatever they wanted in life were now as docile as sheep, bowing their heads and following behind Shen Gongbao.
There is only one thought in their minds: This bald man is so cruel to himself, what should he do to us? !
The thought of this will make even the most daring evil spirit shudder.
Bodhisattva has compassion and thunderbolt skills. Shen Gongbao is Ksitigarbha, but not just Ksitigarbha. In addition to his earnest persuasion, the tin staff in his hand is even more powerful.
"Power! Power! Power!"
"Be patient and unmoved like the earth, ponder deeply like a secret treasure!"
“Do diligent and courageous deeds with a heart as if you are walking on thin ice.”
It seems that there are countless heavenly beings shouting, praising and congratulating each other. Every time Shen Gongbao takes a step, the merits behind him turn around and shine with countless rays of brilliance. Thousands of sword trees are on their side, thousands of mountains of swords are flat, and the divine light shines like heaven's forgiveness. Dark hell is bright everywhere.
Bearing the ultimate suffering and carrying immeasurable merit, it is like the earth being deep and vast, peaceful and far-reaching.
Meditate in suffering and realize the ten powers of the Tathagata!
The ten powers are the intelligence of non-places, the intelligence of karma and familiarity, the intelligence of tranquility and liberation, the intelligence of superior and inferior faculties, the intelligence of various transcendental solutions, the intelligence of various realms, the intelligence of universal activities, the intelligence of abiding and following thoughts, the intelligence of death and birth, and the intelligence of taints. Use all your intelligence.
The power of wisdom can transcend mountains and seas, achieve great liberation, never arise, and know everything as it really is.
Every time he walked through a level of hell, Shen Gongbao put a level of underworld and billions of living beings on his shoulders and carried it in the halo of his mind. This cycle went on and on, the suffering was magnified countless times, and his strength became great, imprinting one after another in the void. A footprint.
By the time we reach the eighteenth level of hell, this kind of suffering has reached an immeasurable level.
Even Shen Gongbao, who shouldered the title of King Ksitigarbha, frowned slightly at this moment.
"Since one person can't do it...then let's go together with tens of thousands of people!"
"Let's feel my pain together!"
Bald-headed Shen Gongbao clasped his hands together and said with a slight smile: "I wish to use this merit to adorn the Buddha's Pure Land. I will repay the fourfold kindness above and relieve the hardships on the three journeys. If anyone sees and hears it, please arouse the bodhicitta. By doing this Sambhogakaya, we will be reborn in the Land of Ultimate Bliss." "
In an instant, the void shook and all realms resonated. Ksitigarbha created merit and suffering, spreading towards that little bit of spiritual light.
He is not the only one who feels the pain, I, him and I also have to share it together.
"I……"
The golden emperor spirit, who was as far away from the mortal world as ice and iron, and who stood high above him, broke through his defense in an instant. His cold eyes were instantly covered with endless pain, and he could only clench his fists and uttered a curse word: "Gan!"
I never expected that I would be tricked at the last moment.
The bald Shen Gongbao raised his bone-white palms with a calm expression, clasped his palms together, and whispered: "It's good, it's good, as long as you have to bear the consequences of your own sins."
"Besides, not only is there suffering, but there is also sharing of merit."
At this moment, the radiance on the face of the bald Shen Gongbao was extremely peaceful, without any favoritism and extremely fair.
"The ghost wants this kind of merit!"
In Jiuzhou World, Shen Gongbao, who was trying an unjust, false and wrong case, suddenly felt weak, fell to the ground and rolled around, wailing and cursing loudly: "You cheat!"
"We're not familiar with each other. We're really not familiar with each other. Don't come over here!"
In the prehistoric main heaven, in the sky of Jiuxiao Cave, a shadow of Shen Gongbao remained with a frightened expression on his face, and shouted loudly: "Don't come over!"
"Ahhhh..."
"Fortunately, fortunately, Pindao hasn't been born yet."
In the Yuanyang Realm, the Taoist shadow appeared, and was about to condense into reality and turn into the mark of the Tao Lord's projection. He raised his hand and wiped away the non-existent cold sweat.
The next second, without a trace of hesitation, he shattered himself into pieces without mercy and turned himself into a shadow in the long river of history again.
As long as I am not born, I will not suffer this kind of suffering.
The outside world is too dangerous, it is safer to stay in the mother's womb.
…
The bald Shen Gongbao, who had shared a lot of pressure, suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. He calmly carried the eighteenth level of hell and entered the nineteenth level of endless hell.
There is no interminable hell, no perception, no suffering, no happiness, no stimulation. It can be called the real kingdom of heaven.
Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all created by the heart.
Any emotion will affect one's body. Only by stripping away the five senses can one achieve the purest tranquility.
The vision of the eyes, the hearing of the ears, the smell of the nostrils, the taste of the tongue, and the touch of the skin all disappeared the moment they stepped into the endless hell, leaving only a pure void darkness that was close to chaos.
The reason why it is not complete chaos is that there is a sixth sense circulating in the mind, counting the time of one's imprisonment and counting one's eternal cage.
First there was extreme pain, and then there was extreme tranquility. Two completely opposite feelings made Shen Gongbao fall into a mysterious and mysterious state, and he saw his own consciousness.
In addition to hearing, vision, smell, touch, taste, and the heart, there is also a seventh sense, "sense of time."
Abbreviation: time awareness.
The waves of time pass by me little by little. One after another, I walk on the long river of time, splitting into countless song scenes.
The me in the previous stage and the me in the next stage lived different lives and made different choices. Are they the same me? !
Is the me of the last second completely consistent with the me of the next second, even the cells and blood in my body have not changed? If not, does it mean that the me of the previous second has passed away.
From this concept of ego, reincarnation is further deduced. What is the difference between me in the previous life and me in the next life? Who is the real me?
The changes of life and death, the passage of time and space, the emergence of him and me, where is the true meaning of reincarnation.
The present, past, and future are like a ring, endlessly rotating, forming reincarnations again and again.
"What is reincarnation?"
"The deceased me was chanting sutras for this life. Is there really a past life?"
"The person I am in this world will never change. What is immortality?"
"My future self will be endless, is there a definite number?"
The bald Shen Gongbao stands in the silent darkness, but a little fluorescent light appears on his body, flowing with the breath of time and space, interpreting the past, future, and present methods.
There are three bright fairy flowers swaying in the interior scene. They are three corpses and three insects. They are also the three bodies of the past, future and present.
He is enlightening, he is seeking emptiness, he is comprehending life and death.
In this kind of environment, in this kind of small dark room, either a madman is forced out, or a perfect Taoist heart that is flawless and peaceful can be polished.
If you don't become a madman, you won't become a Buddha.
If it succeeds, it will prove that the bald Shen Gongbao is no longer afraid of life and death, has achieved emptiness, has reached the realm of meeting all living beings, has become a Buddha, and has a true heart of flawless golden immortality.
You can go to Kunlun Snow Mountain to clear three levels and pick up the artifact that opens the sky.
Watching the eighteen layers of hell transform into the Yin Mountain, watching the monks sitting alone in silence, forming a pure land of Buddha.
The Golden Emperor suddenly smiled and nodded happily.
Above the Nine Heavens, he is selfless and acts as a ruthless villain. Under the Nine Netherworld, Ksitigarbha saves all sentient beings and is a great benefactor with the Three Realms in mind.
He has made good guys and bad guys, and if something goes wrong, he can switch sides and abandon his car to keep his boss.
After all, what the Golden Emperor did has nothing to do with me, Ksitigarbha.
The only one who has to worry is Huang Laojun, the great emperor of Fengdu. As the Lord of the Netherworld, he is the one who knows the truth.
"But... we have to keep Emperor Fengdu to cause trouble to the Emperor of Heaven. We are still in the same camp at the moment."
The Golden Emperor turned his eyes and looked at Emperor Fengdu. He smiled slightly and said, "My fellow Taoist has become the Lord of the Netherworld. Do you still miss the Emperor of Heaven?"
Emperor Fengdu didn't understand what he meant, so he could only pretend to be sad and said: "I am weak and weak, how can I resist the Heavenly Court? I am very lucky to be able to save my life under the siege of the Heavenly Emperor."
"The little god is really not interested in the throne of Heavenly Emperor."
"It's not difficult to save your life."
The Golden Emperor said seriously: "The Emperor Fengdu holds the Book of Life and Death. He is the orthodox Lord of the Netherworld. It is only a matter of time before he becomes a Shinto Emperor."
"But what happens next?"
"If you don't plan for the overall situation, you can't plan for a region; if you don't plan for the eternity, you can't plan for a moment."
Emperor Fengdu kept saying that he was not interested in the throne of Heaven, which was as nonsense as the richest man saying that he had no money and could only deceive a three-year-old child.
A candidate who competes with the Emperor of Heaven will always look for opportunities to make a comeback, even if he is temporarily defeated.
The Golden Emperor threw an olive branch, and Emperor Fengdu immediately caught the ball, climbed up the pole, held the Golden Emperor's hand, and said with great excitement: "Please teach me, fellow Taoist."
The Golden Emperor coughed and said solemnly: "When we act as gods, we must consider issues from the perspective of all living beings in the three realms. The position of the Emperor of Heaven is a major strategic deployment related to the three realms, gods, immortals, and even all living beings. It is not a certain field or a certain area." A single change in every aspect.”
"We must pursue: overall, long-term, systematic, forward-looking..."
Emperor Fengdu took a breath of air. He was also one of the five elders who established the Heavenly Palace. How come he had just left the Three Realms for a while and couldn't understand human speech.
"Fellow Taoist, could you please be more concise and summarize it?" Emperor Fengdu reminded tactfully that there were only two of them here, so there was no need to talk nonsense.
As the saying goes, hold small meetings for big things, hold big meetings for small things, and don't hold meetings for important things.
Now in the conspiracy stage, nothing can be said.
"It looks like this." The Golden Emperor pondered for a moment, pointed to the depths of the netherworld, and said meaningfully: "Have you ever thought about reincarnation, fellow Taoist?"
"Reincarnation?"
Emperor Fengdu asked with some doubts: "What is reincarnation?"
Nowadays, the Netherworld has just been born, and the underworld has just been established. Even the manpower is only a group of fierce gods and ghosts recovered by Ksitigarbha.
Not to mention reincarnation, there is not even black and white and impermanence.
The Golden Emperor smiled slightly and said: "Reincarnation is a different kind of nirvana. It is a transformation of life levels, from one form to another."
"If my fellow Taoist acts in the name of Huang Laojun and as Emperor Fengdu, he will definitely be in a lot of difficulties and will be watched closely by the Emperor of Heaven."
"But if you hide among mortals and mingle among hundreds of tribes of creatures, you will appear ordinary and can plan for great things."
"That's it." Emperor Fengdu's eyes flashed, and he was secretly happy.
If reincarnation really has such a wonderful effect, it can be a great weapon that can be used against Heaven.
If you master reincarnation well, you may not be unable to compete with the Emperor of Heaven.
“Fellow Taoist Jinhuang, when do you think it’s more appropriate for me to reincarnate?”
Emperor Fengdu asked with a smile
The current situation is so tense that it is impossible for Emperor Fengdu to reincarnate now. The reason why he said this was to test the attitude of the Golden Emperor.
After all, this innate god is too mysterious and has too much information.
Even in this underworld, the Golden Emperor single-handedly supported him, which made Emperor Fengdu feel frustrated as if he had become a puppet on strings.
"This matter is not urgent, not urgent."
The Golden Emperor smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "At least until Yang Jian is born."
"Yang Jian?"
Emperor Fengdu asked in confusion: "Who is Yang Jian?"
"Yang Jian is a cover to hide his identity."
The Golden Emperor said nonsense seriously: "The Emperor of Heaven cannot see the reincarnation of my fellow Taoist for a while, but as time goes by, he will always notice the clues."
"Yang Jian is the substitute I found for my fellow Taoist. He was exposed at the critical moment and misled the Emperor of Heaven."
"Fellow Taoist is developing in secret, while Yang Jian is acting openly, causing trouble everywhere and attracting the attention of heaven."
"At that time, all the gods will be sent to hunt down Yang Jian, and the interior of the heaven will be empty. It will be a good opportunity for fellow Taoists to cause trouble in the heaven."
The more Emperor Fengdu listened, the more sense it made. He immediately clapped his hands and exclaimed: "The substitute is a good thing!"
"Fellow Daoist Jin Huang has carefully planned for me, and I can't do anything to repay you. If I take over Heaven in the future, I will definitely divide the country in half, Daoist."
"I don't dare, I don't dare." The Golden Emperor showed an honest smile and followed Emperor Fengdu for a while, then left the Netherworld and prepared to go to Heaven to attend the Enthronement Hall.
"After fooling the Emperor of Fengdu and fooling the Emperor of Heaven, this life is not for humans."
The Golden Emperor complained in his heart, broke through the netherworld, and flew towards the ninth heaven.
Seeing the Golden Emperor's figure disappear completely, Emperor Fengdu suppressed his flattering smile, his eyes were full of indifference, and whispered: "Golden Emperor, the city is very deep, and the plans are very big, I am afraid that even the Emperor of Heaven may not be his opponent. "
"When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. There are more than two tigers in the Three Realms..."
After thinking for a moment, he turned around and looked at the boundary of Yinshan Mountain. Emperor Fengdu put on a smile that made people feel like spring breeze. He found his old subordinates who died in the battle among the dead souls, appointed them as ghosts and gods, and said earnestly: "Ksitigarbha's matter is It’s my business.”
"In the future, if there are good things in the Netherworld, they must be sent to Ksitigarbha's dojo first."
"In the future, government offices in the Netherworld will not be allowed to exceed the height of Yinshan Mountain."
"In the future..."
(End of chapter)
