Chapter 670 (2/2)
You should know that the underworld is the place of the six samsara, the place that God and Buddha will fight for. The water is deep. In the future, the Tibetan king of Buddhism will come in, and he has to layout in advance.
”All right!”
It may be that his habits made him have 100% trust in Lu Chuan, so he took out his Taishan God seal of Dongyue emperor and covered it and said, ”Zhenjun, is it done?”
Lu Chuan nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: ”very good. Next, as long as the king of hell covers a seal...”
”And the emperor of heaven should also seal.” Huang Feihu reminded.
Lu Chuan's smile coagulated.
After thinking for a while, he said, ”to show respect, I'd better go to the emperor of heaven at last.
Huang Feihu said, ”I should have been there to congratulate Zhenjun when he got married, but it's hard to come as a Yin God. I'm sorry to Zhenjun.”
”Easy to say, easy to say!”
They left the Dongyue Temple together, took a step, and disappeared in a flash.
The reason why he came to Mount Tai was to find Huang Feihu to seal, and the second reason was that the so-called netherworld was located under Mount Tai, a very deep world.
The netherworld was opened up by Empress Houtu. It has nine layers, called Jiuyou!
All immortals, gods, people and ghosts who transform life and death are allowed to pass through only after they can understand the merits and demerits of life and good and evil from Mount Tai above. They can enter the netherworld, pass through the ghost gate and pass through huangquan road before they can reach the netherworld.
Between the eight hundred mile yellow spring and the underworld, there is a river that divides the nether world into two parts. The river is named forgetting the river. The river is blood yellow. It is full of orphans, wild ghosts, insects, snakes, mice and ants that cannot be reincarnated. The fishy wind blows on my face.
There is a bridge on the forgetful River, called Naihe bridge. It is said that there is an old woman cooking soup on it
The nether world.
This is a place where the living cannot enter. Only the dead can enter. When you see it, you can see all the long yellow sand. The Yin wind blows, showing boundless desolation.
There are ghosts with spears and sickles escorting ghosts in white through the long yellow spring road.
”This is the legendary netherworld...”
After the two lights lit up, they landed and became Lu Chuan and Huang Feihu.
Originally, they could fly directly into the netherworld Fengdu, but Lu Chuan wanted to see what the legendary netherworld was like, so he came down halfway.
Seeing the ghosts and ghosts, Lu Chuan looked at them strangely.
”See Dongyue emperor, and...”
After the team arrived, the ghost hurried to salute.
”This is the real king of the dragon and tiger Xuantan in the sky.” Huang Feihu said.
The ghost messengers were shocked and hurriedly said, ”see the real king of Xuantan!”
Lu Chuan said with a smile, ”Ben Zhenjun just came to have a look. Don't pay attention to us. You just do your own work.”
”Promise!” The ghost guards escorted the ghosts forward.
”Watch it?” Huang Feihu asked slightly sideways.
He has been in charge of the prefecture for 40 or 50 years. He is now used to these processes, but at the beginning, he was as curious as Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan smiled: ”look, let's go!”
They turned into two divine lights and leaped over the eight hundred mile yellow spring. However, there was a stone tablet beside the bridge with four big characters written on the netherworld.
On the other side of the bridge, there is a dark ancient city. You can't see the edge at a glance. It's like a great beast crawling on the ground. There are two big characters Fengdu on the city, and ghosts guard at the door.
This is Hades.
Lu Chuan and Huang Feihu fell in front of the city gate. As soon as the ghost guards saw the arrival of Mount Tai, they hurried to report and led them into the ancient city of Fengdu.
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At the same time, Western Lingshan.
Mira, who was sent to preach in the Vedic world, knelt in the temple with blood on his mouth. His white monk's clothes were ragged and had been dyed red by the Golden Buddha's blood.
Light a lamp and sit on the lotus platform above, close your eyes, hold the rosary beads and meditate on the Heart Sutra.
Maitreya said with a painful face: ”younger martial brother Mira, the Buddha asked you to preach in the Vedic world, but how can you break the ring on a prostitute?”
”Amitabha!”
Miro folded his palms and announced the Buddha's name. He bowed his head and said, ”I went to preach Hongfa, but they asked me to do three things before I could preach... I did it.”
Maitreya scolded, ”shut up. Is that why you broke the women's ring? Or an unclean prostitute? ”
”What happened to the prostitute? Isn't she all living beings? Not a creature? Shouldn't she be relieved? ”
Miro finally raised his head this time: ”and why do you say she's unclean?
You asked me to preach. I went and was trapped by Indra. They almost burned to death. Where were you then?
She broke her promise to me and stole the spell to save me.
Now she's dead. Because she broke her promise to me, she committed suicide to prove her innocence. But you say she's unclean. Hahaha, is this the equality of all living beings in your Buddha's mouth? ”