After countless years of struggle, my disciple turned the prehistoric world into a top world

After wandering in the sea of ​​blood for so many years, all he could feel was pain.

Now these resentful souls actually feel the pain.

For this, it has to be said that these resentful souls who have regained consciousness are very grateful.

At this moment, the Asuras who were born to kill were stunned.

"All living beings are suffering, and the Buddha must overcome it."

"The wish of the poor monk is that everyone will live in Buddha-nature, and everyone will become a Buddha.".

Chapter 362

What Dizang said is very simple.

But very sincere.

The kindness in the eyes makes people feel like a breeze.

Just looking at it simply, this monk is just a thin monk.

But if you look at it for a long time, you can't help but find that this monk is different.

Just the faint light of wise Buddha on the top of the head makes people stare at it for a long time, but the Buddha's heart is not clear.

And within his body, there were six relics faintly hovering.

The inadvertently blooming transfiguration Buddha light manifests behind the golden bodies of the six Buddhas.

The golden body of the six dharmas looks like all living beings, as if it wants to transform everything in the world.

Combining all these, it gives people the feeling that this is a Buddha, a real Buddha! ! !

Zizai Tianboxun stared at the monk with a cold expression of surprise.

Basically, there is no one who doesn't know what kind of urination the monks teach in the West.

But the great monk in front of him gave people a really different feeling.

Even Asura, who has cultivated the way of killing and has certified as a Daluoxian, has been affected.

The murderous aura melted like ice and snow when it touched the purest Buddha's light.

"Kito!"

Reciting the name solemnly, Zizai Tianboxun took a deep look at Jizo, as if he wanted to remember him forever in his heart.

This time he came out because he didn't want anyone to make trouble in the ancestor's territory.

Not without the consent of the ancestors.

But he vaguely overlooked one point.

The old ancestor never showed up, did he agree with what Dizang did?

His heart trembled, thinking of this, Zi Zai Tian Bo Xun gave him a look.

He knows his ancestors very well.

With the old ancestor's temper, I'm afraid he can't bear to see someone making trouble at home.

But now the troublemaker appeared, but because the ancestor never showed up, it had to be said that there was something wrong.

People who cultivate the way of killing are naturally born to kill.

He was a little bit reluctant for a different monk like Ksitigarbha.

This kind of person made him pursue to the extreme, climbed to the peak, and then beheaded him in one fell swoop, so that his appreciation was not in vain.

"Ksitigarbha Buddhism has you, I am very pleased."

"It's interesting to kill someone like you!"

"I hope you can grow up as soon as possible and seek the Buddha way in your heart. If this is the case, it will not be in vain for me to let you go today."

The Asura king of the Asura clan disappeared completely in a flash of blood.

Only left to hide in the sea of ​​blood.

The appearance of the six golden bodies makes the earth treasure even more sacred.

Without Zizai Tianbo Xunzhong, it is much more convenient for Ksitigarbha to do things.

Bursts of Buddha's light rose from the sea of ​​blood, illuminating the surrounding sea of ​​blood.

While purifying, it feels like the sea water in the blood sea is faintly evaporating.

But how vast is the sea of ​​blood?

The entire space of the Nether Blood Sea is measured in billions of billions of miles. Although the sea water in the blood sea around the Buddha Light is constantly melting, it will soon be filled by the surrounding sea water again.

What he did had a negligible impact on the entire blood sea.

Knowing that doing this would not help, Jizo stopped.

No more unnecessary actions.

"Sea of ​​Blood is a place where filth is hidden."

"With the power of a poor monk, it may be far away to purify it."

Jizo sighed helplessly.

Sometimes, although you have the heart, you will be powerless after all.

This is the ordeal of embarking on this path.

As he continued to move forward, the Buddha's light did not restrain at all, but became more powerful.

The wronged souls encountered along the way were continuously transformed and followed by Jizo's side again.

Miles.

million miles.

Thousands of miles.

Gradually, Ksitigarbha was followed by countless purified souls.

The Buddha, who is willing to follow and is regarded as a million-dollar rebel in Buddhism, also exerts his abilities.

The Buddha's Light of Transcending Transformation appeared all over the sky, shining continuously in the sea of ​​blood.

As for the Asura clan, they completely disappeared.

"Hey, brother, have you noticed that the Asura clan seems to have disappeared."

"I'm afraid it's because of Brother Ksitigarbha's crossing Buddha's light that everyone shrank away."

"It doesn't matter too much, what I'm asking for is only for the true Buddha in my heart."

The Buddhas were a little surprised to see the Asura clan disappear completely.

Before he knew it, Dizang had reached the center of the sea of ​​blood.

This area is connected to the world of reincarnation and is a transfer station.

The dense ghost energy continuously emanates from the world of reincarnation, and instantly collides with the Buddha light on Jizo's body, making Jizo's figure slow down in an instant, and every step forward becomes very difficult.

Moving forward was hindered.

Seeing this situation, Jizo knew that he had arrived at his destination.

That is the so-called realm of reincarnation.

Formerly in the realm of reincarnation, behind him are endless transmuted souls.

Ksitigarbha didn't hesitate, and immediately began to recite the Sutra of Rebirth.

"Namo Amitabha Ye...Dotagata Ye...."

Accompanied by the rebirth curse, a large number of wronged souls began to pour into the world of reincarnation and began to die.

I don't know how long it took before the screen changed.

Dizang has come to the black ground.

Around his body, filled with endless ghostly air.

　 　And on his body are buddhas emerging one by one.

This Nether Qi is the unique breath at the entrance of the reincarnation world, and it is also the most gloomy power in the world.

Jizo didn't dare to hesitate at the gathering of the Nether Qi. The power in his body circulated rapidly, and a beam of Buddha's light rose directly from the top of his head to the sky. The huge Buddha's light instantly dispelled the surrounding Nether breath and replaced it It is bright.

When they came to the world of ghosts, these Buddhas did not dare to neglect, they refined their mouths and recited the pure mantra.

The neat voices came together, as if filled with sacredness.

The Buddha's light on Dizang's body completely radiated out, and the whole person changed, and the Buddha's light on his body became more intense.

The gate of ghosts is closed, and the underworld appears.

In the world of reincarnation, Jizo's eyes are extremely firm.

After so long, finally arrived at the destination.

The world of reincarnation is a real area where people can talk about three lives.

The three life stones in the ghost gate, the memory of Meng Po's soup disappears.

There are countless reincarnations in the six realms, and the heavenly realms are naturally good at reincarnation.

He still knows these things.

Since then, he suppressed the eighteen layers of hell and emptied the hell.

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."

"The poor monk seeks to see the lord of reincarnation...".

Chapter 363

The ghosts of the underworld appeared one after another.

Under the guidance of these errands, many ghosts who were escorted were escorted into the gate of hell.

Although these ghosts were roughly the same during their lifetime, each of them had a different expression on their faces.

There is sadness, there is anger, there is resentment, there is relief...

Dizang looked at the ghosts that were gathering towards the underworld like a torrent, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Among these people, some can enter reincarnation, some can only stay in the underworld because of resentment, and some will go to hell...

All kinds of things in the previous life have long given them the treatment of entering the underworld.

"Amitabha, good is good."

Dizang originally wanted to ask to see Houtu, but now he stopped.

He had no choice but to take care of the scene in front of him.

He sat down cross-legged, pinched the seals in his hands continuously, and recited passages of scriptures in the air.

After rebirth, it can save ghosts.

Dizang is reciting, followed by millions of Buddhas.

With the continuous recitation of the scriptures, one after another Buddha's light came out from each person's body and gathered together.

After the scriptures were recited, the surrounding Buddha lights gathered and turned into golden swastikas suspended in the void.

The swastika characters in the void began to become more and more cohesive.

In comparison, it is more extensive than before.

Although there are quite a lot of these ghosts, most of them are the souls of mortals, and there is nothing special about them.

Under the illumination of the powerful Buddha's light, these souls and resentments will disappear, and they will be reborn.