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Chapter 370: He's a remnant of the evil way! (Second update, please subscribe)
Yinshan Mountain is the tallest mountain range in the Underworld.

It stands majestically in the depths of the underworld, exuding a cold and desolate atmosphere.

The Yin Mountain towers into the sky, the peak is steep and ancient, adjacent to the Wangchuan River, like a giant crossing the bloody river.

The trees on the mountain are vigorous and powerful, their branches are like iron, and there is almost no trace of life.

The leaves were a dull gray, as if shrouded in death.

The entire Yinshan mountain range is filled with a deadly atmosphere, there are no living things, only thousands of unjust souls turn into gusts of wind and howl in the valley.

"Du...Du...Du..."

The sound of the wooden fish sounded rhythmically, and a grand and magnificent sound of chanting was also transmitted to the four directions.

"Filling hundreds of thousands of worlds of Ganges sand, each world transforms into hundreds of millions of bodies, and each body saves hundreds of millions of people, so that they can return to the Three Jewels, leave life and death forever, and reach the bliss of Nirvana..."

Following the source of the loud chanting, you can see that halfway up the Yin Mountain, there is a bright and warm Buddha light shining in all directions.

A simple palace is located on the dead Yin Mountain like a hidden gem in the ocean.

Countless souls were attracted by the sound of chanting sutras, and after bathing in the Buddha's light, the grievances on their bodies gradually dissipated.

Inside this palace, sits cross-legged like a fossil-like figure that has not moved since ancient times.

With a compassionate face, he was wearing a blue cassock and a red crown on his head. He was clasping his hands together, beating the wooden fish and reciting scriptures in a low voice.

This monk is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who was once the head of all Buddhist Bodhisattvas.

Beside the scripture table in front of him, a strange beast with a tiger head, one horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, and unicorn feet prostrated on the ground, with its eyes closed, as if listening carefully, or as if listening carefully. doze off.

And above his head there is a bright world, stretched out like a scroll, emitting compassionate Buddha light all the time.

Under the golden Buddha's light, one after another dissipated their grievances, with relieved smiles on their faces, clasped their hands together, floated into that bright world, and became the most devout believers of Western Buddhism.

suddenly.

Di Ting jumped up suddenly, with a humanized look of panic in his eyes.

It roared twice at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The latter's movement of hitting the wooden fish stopped, and the expression of compassion on his face became stronger.

As he stopped chanting, the thousands of evil spirits and ghosts who were attracted by the sound of chanting immediately woke up and turned into black smoke and fled in all directions.

It was like encountering some kind of great terror.

The entire Yinshan Mountain became empty instantly.

"Amitabha--"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva recited the Buddha's name in compassion.

In the next moment, a colorful relic slowly emerged from that bright world.

This relic exudes gorgeous light, as beautiful as a rainbow, full of mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

The relic slowly landed on the ground, illuminating everything around.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice, "My Buddha is merciful!"

As his voice fell, countless Buddha kingdoms immediately appeared in that bright world.

Every Buddhist country is magnificent and vast, full of solemn and peaceful atmosphere.

In every Buddhist country, countless believers gather together.

Wearing lotus crowns, robes and prayer beads, they kneel down and worship the Buddha devoutly.

The light of Buddha illuminates billions of countries.

Although a single believer can only provide a small amount of power of faith, the power of faith gathered by hundreds of millions of believers in the Buddha Kingdom is incomparably majestic.

Such a force is so huge that it is unimaginable.

This majestic power of faith is drawn by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, passing through the void of the bright world, rushing like a boundless river, and flowing towards the colorful relic.

It was like a river of light flowing into that relic.

The sarira is shining brightly, exuding a brighter light.

As the relics absorbed the power of devout faith from countless believers, drastic changes soon took place.

In the endless light, the dazzling brilliance released by the relics gradually condensed, and under the gaze of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, a solemn and compassionate figure of Buddha appeared.

This Buddha is thin and thin, with an old and solemn face.

He was wearing a golden-red cassock, with a black spiral bun on his head, and an orange-yellow celebration cloud appeared behind his head, a white jade ruler and a glazed lamp were floating up and down in the celebration cloud.

And under his feet appeared a twelfth-grade golden lotus, emitting colorful rays of light from the inside out.

This Buddha is exactly the Dingguang Tathagata Buddha that should have been annihilated in ashes.

He is the honor of all Buddhas and the master of Buddhism.

Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha clasped his hands together, bowed his head respectfully and said, "I pay homage to the Buddha!"

"There is no need to be too polite." Dingguang Tathagata said with some lingering fears: "If you hadn't made a big wish in advance this time, and divided half of my relics into the pure land, I am afraid that I will really fall in that six The soul flag is down."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva shook his head, and looked at the bright world above his head with a compassionate expression.

Dingguang Tathagata understood what he was thinking, and sighed softly: "Your grand wish technique is not perfect, and being able to do this is already the limit... You don't have to blame yourself, you can't save everyone."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded slightly, looked at him with some worry and said, "The six soul banners are so powerful, what will the Buddha plan next?"

Although he didn't go to the scene in person, the Strange Beast Listening under him could hear all the sounds in the Three Realms, and he basically knew everything about the great battle that took place in the Heavenly Court.

Although he saved Dingguang Tathagata Buddha through preparations in advance, he is not very optimistic about the situation of Buddhism in the future.

In his opinion, the six-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-soul banner is simply unrivaled under the impetus of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation.

Looking within the Three Realms, no one can stop its power!
Even if Dingguang Tathagata Buddha is still alive, it is useless!

But after hearing his question, Dingguang Tathagata Buddha said confidently: "Don't worry, Jiejiao's use of the Six Soul Banner this time is the way to death, and with the remaining yuan, he will definitely die!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva frowned and couldn't figure out where his confidence came from.

"The poor monk doesn't quite understand, so I ask the Buddha to clarify."

Dingguang Tathagata glanced at him, seemed a little hesitant, but finally said in a low voice: "Few people know about this matter, and I have also heard it from Sage Yuqing.

In fact, Yu Yuan was a remnant of the evil way, if it wasn't for the main protection of the Tongtian Sect, he would have been killed by the Taoist ancestor on the spot.

Later, Daozu spared his life because of the love of the leader of Tongtian, but only drove him away from the prehistoric world and erased all traces of his existence. Only Hunyuan quasi-sage can remember him. "

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was taken aback, and said in disbelief, "Hasn't the way of the devil already perished? How did he become a remnant of the way of the devil?"

"This is what the sage Yuqing said himself, and there will be no falsehood."

Dingguang Tathagata Buddha is noncommittal.

After a pause, he said again in a deep voice: "The way of heaven is unpredictable, the great way is invisible, every drink and peck are all caused by cause and effect...Yu Yuan used the Six Soul Banner Curse to kill all the Buddhas of my Buddhist sect, and he was also provoking the way of heaven!
Daozu will never let him off lightly!

We just have to wait. "

　Today the brain refuses to think, and Carvin is serious.

　　Apologies to the old man!
　　Or2
　　
　
(End of this chapter)