"I've met Wang Jia!"
When Chen Luo walked out of the hall, the majestic Prajna Nara Bodhisattva stood up and saluted, but looked at Chen Luo with a hint of curious inquiry in his eyes.
Chen Luo coughed for a long time and quickly walked to the main seat and sat down. He changed the subject and said, "I wonder what the Bodhisattva has to do with me?"
When it came to business, Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva's face became solemn, he bowed again and said, "The poor monk is here for this thing."
As he spoke, Prajna Nara Bodhisattva held a hand deep in his hand, with his palm facing up. Golden gases rose up from the Bodhisattva's palms. Soon, the golden gases slowly condensed, and finally golden light flashed, condensing a string of Golden rosary beads.
Then the golden light dissipated, and the golden rosary quickly faded, turning into an ordinary rosary, and fell on the palm of Prajna Nara Bodhisattva.
Chen Luo took a closer look. Isn't this the same string of beads that absorbed the pain in Ksitigarbha Tathagata's body and allowed Ksitigarbha Tathagata to regain consciousness for a short time?
"This is the Buddha treasure that was carried by the Tathagata of the previous generation. I am here to present this thing to the king."
Chen Luo was stunned.
What do I need this rosary for?
It seems that Jizo Tathagata needs this thing more than himself, right?
Seeing Chen Luo's expression, Prajna Nara Bodhisattva smiled faintly and explained: "This object was originally destined to Wang Jia. But we did not expect that Wang Jia would enter the underworld in such a condition."
"I originally thought they were also Netherworld creatures."
"After confirming Wang Jia's identity, our Central Pure Land has re-sacrificially refined this Buddha treasure in the past few days to match Wang Jia's Yang body identity!"
"Now that the sacrifice is complete, Prajna Lotto comes to offer the treasure!"
Chen Luo was even more confused when he heard Prajna Lobodhisattva's words: "Confirm identity?"
"How do you confirm my identity?"
Chen Luo was confused, are you sure Wang Jia? The Dafeng Dynasty is full of kings!
Or is it my own new Buddhist avenue? That’s not right, that happened after I returned to the human world this time!
But Chen Luo didn't let Chen Luo guess for too long, Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva gave the answer: "Of course it is confirmed that Wang Jia is...the Lord of Mount Sumeru!"
Chen Luo was startled, Mount Xumi!
Come on, come on, the hole dug by Ksitigarbha Tathagata is about to be filled in!
"Bodhisattva, please elaborate!"
Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva nodded slightly and said: "Buddha established the Buddhist path, built the six paths of reincarnation, and made a great wish to help all living beings cross the sea of suffering."
"However, there are always sinful people in the world who have deep karma and serious karma. The Buddha's heart is compassionate, but it cannot be generalized."
"In Buddhism, there are Bodhisattvas with low eyebrows, and there are also Vajras with angry eyes."
"If you want to enter reincarnation, you need to wash away the sins of this life."
"What does Wang Jia think we should do?"
Chen Luo raised his eyebrows. These monks always started asking questions while talking.
Can you finish it all in one go?
If this were written, even if it was for the sake of narrative rhythm, it would be scolded.
"If it were in the human world, it would be nothing more than the punishment of the law."
"If the law is clear, the people will be at peace; if the law is correct, the people will be at peace."
"If the punishment is harsh, the wicked will be afraid of it; if the punishment is painful, the wicked will be afraid."
"Evil people should be punished severely!"
Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva nodded happily: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is pleased!"
"I, the Buddha, think so too."
As he spoke, Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva held up the rosary and said, "Since the king is from the human world, he naturally knows the way of practice of those false Buddhas in the White Lotus Pure Land."
"The so-called Buddhist kingdom is half in the human world and half in the underworld. The deity and the Dharma are separated from each other, so they can travel between the underworld and the human world."
"But this was originally the Dharma door of my central pure land. It's just that the great road to heaven has been lost, so the true Buddha is no longer seen in the world!"
"After the Tao cut through the sea of blood, my whirling pure land can no longer sense the human world. However, although the Tao is cut off, some treasures are still preserved."
"For example, Mount Sumeru!"
When Chen Luo heard this, his face became serious: "You mean, Mount Sumeru is... half?"
Prajna Bodhisattva smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's half of it in the human world, and the other half is right here."
As he spoke, he handed the rosary beads in his hand towards Chen Luo.
Chen Luo took the rosary and gently touched the beads on it with his hand.
This is a very large rosary that is worn on the wrist. There are only 18 beads in it...
Eighteen!
Chen Luo was shocked and quickly released his mind to check the rosary. Then he raised his head, looked at Prajna Bodhisattva in surprise, and said: "Eighteen levels of hell!"
Prajna Nara Bodhisattva nodded: "One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi. Each of these eighteen beads is a hell, and the rope connecting the beads is the essence of my Dharma."
"Although the eighteen levels of hell are painful, they are filled with the meaning of Buddhism and salvation. On the one hand, I warn the world not to do evil things, otherwise they will inevitably suffer the consequences in hell; on the other hand, the creatures entering hell need to wash away all their sins before they can do it. Can be reincarnated again."
"It's just that later the building collapsed, the two worlds were separated, and reincarnation was cut off, so this treasure lost its use."
Chen Luo looked at the hell rosary in his hand, becoming even more puzzled and asked: "Since it has lost its function, why did you give it to me?"
"First, although hell has lost the effect of cleansing sins, it is still a treasure of punishment and prison. Now that the king has taken over the punishment and prison, he has opened the underworld. This treasure can be regarded as a gift from my central Pure Land."
"Enter the eighteenth level of hell, the lifespan of ghosts will not be reduced, and the aura of living beings will not be damaged."
Chen Luo nodded after hearing this. He understood the situation in the Abyss. It was no different from an ordinary prison. It was just a prison.
But when you listen to what Prajna Bodhisattva says, you will understand.
It means you can do whatever you want, no problem!
Chen Luo immediately made an arrangement in his mind.
Before reincarnation is reestablished, the Abyss serves as a civil prison, and all criminal ghosts go to hell.
A truly evil ghost should go to the eighteenth level of hell.
"Second..." Prajna Bodhisattva spoke again and said, "Although reincarnation is broken, the hell rosary and Mount Sumeru are still one and the same, and there is still a connection."
"There are Buddhist laws in the eighteen levels of hell to save evil thoughts. After those evil thoughts are saved, they will have the power to reverse reincarnation."
"With this power, the Lord of Mount Sumeru can give people away - return Yang!"
Chen Luo stood up suddenly: "Huan Yang!"
Now that he is in the Netherworld, what is his biggest difficulty?
Isn’t it just returning Yang?
"Seriously?" Chen Luo took a step forward and confirmed again in a deep voice.
"Um...this..." Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment.
Damn it, ignore the fact that the king of Fengdu has a masculine body.
It's too early to brag.
"Your Majesty, calm down!" Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva quickly explained, "If the two realms are connected and reincarnation is still there, naturally we can send people back to the world!"
"This is the unique law of Lord Xumi Mountain!"
"But now, I'm afraid it won't work!"
Chen Luo: (??へ??╬)
Are you walking a fool to play?
I really want to open the National Anti-Fraud Center app.
"However!" Seeing Chen Luo's disgusted eyes, Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva quickly raised his voice and said, "Since Wang Jia is the lord of Mount Sumeru, this power has two uses for Wang Jia."
"First, below the super level, where Mount Sumeru is located, it can absorb the soul of the deceased, so that the soul of the deceased will not be taken away by the river of living beings."
"With the power of reversal, the memory of the guardian soul will not be lost, and it will go straight into the netherworld!"
"Just like the White Lotus Pure Land today, the ancient Buddhists in the past received the merits and virtues of the incense and practice in the world."
Um?
Chen Luo suddenly remembered that when he had just refined Mount Sumeru, he knew that Mount Sumeru had a magical function, that is, the souls of all living beings who planted soul seeds in Mount Sumeru would return to Mount Sumeru after death.
Emotions are a prerequisite!
The real function is the reincarnation VIP channel?
Think about it, if the Linhuang Avenue is successful, the two worlds are reconnected, and reincarnation is running, then this thing can be... Damn it!
A word popped up in Chen Luo's mind, which shocked Chen Luo.
City God!
Chen Luo's heart moved. At this moment, he thought of the Confucian Bone Palace in Taiping City and the many human soldiers who died under the barbarian sky.
If they can protect their souls and are willing to be reincarnated, they will be given a wealthy life to be reincarnated. If they are willing to continue to protect the human world, they will be granted the title of City God and become a Yin God.
How wonderful!
Seeing Chen Luo's eyes shining brightly, Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva knew that the king must be thinking about something important, and quickly reminded him, "Wang Jia, the power of reversal is limited. Do not exceed the load, otherwise the Buddha's treasure will collapse."
"I understand, I understand!" Chen Luo replied with a smile.
Something is better than nothing.
Knowing this function, Chen Luo looked at the hell rosary and found it pleasing to his eyes.
Seeing Chen Luo's appearance, Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva said again: "There is one more level. Please listen carefully."
"Although the two realms are now falling apart, Emperor Lin's road to life and death has not yet been completed."
"But if there is enough reversal power, a realm passage can be formed, leading directly to Fangcun Mountain. The king can return to the world with the hell rosary."
"Remember, only the Lord of Mount Xumi can do it."
Chen Luo looked at Prajna Nara Bodhisattva for a long time, then nodded, clasped his hands together, and saluted: "I appreciate it, thank you very much."
Prajna Bodhisattva's meaning is very clear. Even if Emperor Lin fails, he will have a way to return to the human world.
"No need to thank you." Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva shook his head, "This is a treasure that can only be used by the Lord of Mount Sumeru. We are just giving it to those who are destined."
"However, Mount Sumeru has been destroyed, and you are replanting the mountain with the core of Mount Sumeru. Therefore, please do not urge us too frequently, in case Mount Sumeru cannot bear it!"
"Understood!" Chen Luo nodded.
This is a kind of insurance. If you are fine, you won't take it for a walk.
"The treasure has been delivered. The poor monk takes his leave. If the king has free time, you can go and sit in the pure land in the center." After explaining everything, Prajna Nāra Bodhisattva stood up and bowed, preparing to leave.
"Wait!" Chen Luo suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "The Whispering Pure Land has given me such an important treasure, how can I not return the gift?"
After saying that, Chen Luo flicked his sleeves and a desk appeared in front of Chen Luo.
"The new chapter of "Journey to the West" has been sent to His Majesty by Sister Shangguan. Prajna Bodhisattva will wait a moment, and I will write another one. You can take it with you and read it on the way, just for entertainment."
Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva smiled faintly, clasped his hands and said, "I would like to thank the poor monk for being able to obtain the authentic relic of King Jia."
Chen Luo waved his hand, quickly picked up the pen and started writing.
At first, Prajna Nara Bodhisattva stood beside Chen Luo with a smile, watching Chen Luo write, but as Chen Luo continued writing, his expression became more and more serious, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Using the Buddha's Way? Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"Jin Chanzi, ten generations of practice? Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"
"The Tripitaka Sutra? Not bad! Not bad!"
"The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanshiyin saves the suffering! This... this... this is the appearance of the Buddha!"
"Journey to the West, Journey to the West, turns out to be the journey to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures!"
"This "Journey to the West" is indeed related to my Buddha!"
"Wushuang Great Demon? Who could this be?"
"Huh? If you want to know what happened after the funeral, I will break it down next time... these two sentences, could they be..." Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva suddenly woke up from the text and looked at Chen Luo, "Wang Jia, what are you talking about? mean?"
"Go on! Who can read this in Braille?"
"Are you afraid that I, the Pure Land, won't be able to pay you for reading this article?"
As he spoke, the Bodhisattva took off the rosary beads from his neck and placed them on the desk: "This poor monk has never left his body since he entered Buddhism. Now it is a treasure of five declines!"
"Write one more chapter, and this one will belong to the king!"
Chen Luo glanced at the Five Decline Treasures and put down the pen calmly.
An Neng's humiliation makes me unhappy.
"Every time I write this article, I spend endless evolutionary power."
“This is really all we can do today.”
Seeing Chen Luo's resolute attitude, Prajna Dora Bodhisattva came to his senses and quickly bowed and apologized: "It's my fault, Wang Jia's article has implicated a lot of my Buddhist sect, causing the poor monk's state of mind to be turbulent, and he actually gave birth to greed, anger and ignorance."
"It really shouldn't be."
"The poor monk will set off now and send this article back to the Pure Land."
"I also ask Wang Jia to work hard with his pen and write the article on learning the scriptures as soon as possible."
"Don't worry, this article also involves His Majesty's life and death, so I will naturally take it seriously." Chen Luo smiled and nodded.
When Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva heard this, his face relaxed, and he carefully put away the manuscript. He looked back at Chen Luo, who was serving tea and drinking water. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Wang Jia, the matter of Yuan Yang's recuperation. My Buddhist sect also has some methods..."
Chen Luo suddenly put the tea cup on the table: "Bodhisattva, I won't give it away!"
Finally, Chen Luo thought for a moment and then asked: "Don't talk nonsense after the Bodhisattva returns to the Pure Land. That was just a joke between Sister Shangguan and me."
"Don't worry, the poor monk will definitely keep his mouth shut!" Prajna Naluo Bodhisattva seemed to understand something and gave Chen Luo a wise look. It turned into a golden light and disappeared in front of Chen Luo's eyes.
Chen Luo: (′｀;)?
Does he really understand?
…
Southern Wilderness, Weihu Mountain.
"Back to Your Majesty, since Bai Mo broke through the Great Sage, he has been staying on Fangcun Mountain and has not gone out." The secret guard commander in the shadow asked Feng Nanzhi, who was sitting on the soft cave, "Do you need me to go further?" , arrange for the spy to enter Fangcun Mountain?"
"Did you arrange to go in?" Feng Nanzhi snorted lightly and waved his hand a little irritably, "Just keep an eye on Fangcun Mountain, don't scare the snake."
"yes!"
"Back off." Feng Nanzhi ordered lightly, and the leader of the secret guard responded and stepped back.
Seeing the secret guard retreating, Feng Nanzhi stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the starry sky.
At this time, the night in the southern wasteland was filled with a faint layer of blood. There seemed to be many more stars in the sky, and the moon hanging in the sky looked particularly bright.
If you let go of your spiritual consciousness and sense carefully, you can find that at this time in the Southern Wilderness, countless demon clans are breaking through the realm.
Maybe it has something to do with the books circulating on Fangcun Mountain, but there is another, more important factor.
The bloodline tide is getting closer.
If the bloodline tide is a big wave, then it is the humid air that is approaching.
"Ancestral Demon Realm!" Feng Nanzhi looked at the sky and was stunned for a rare moment. He raised one hand unconsciously and pressed his lower abdomen.
"It's time to make a decision!" Feng Nanzhi murmured in a voice that only she could hear.
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