Sun Wukong's life simulator

Chapter 127
The soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe is in the eighteenth hell?
Everyone looked at Ksitigarbha.

"Amitabha." Ksitigarbha recited the Buddha's name, "Everyone knows that there are only evil ghosts and ghosts in hell, and the soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe is not here."

"Of course not." Sun Wukong sneered, "You just cast a spell to swallow all the evil spirits, and of course the soul of the Jinghe Dragon King is also on you!"

Everyone looked at the empty hell again, but their expressions didn't change much.

"Ksitigarbha, release those evil ghosts and resentful spirits." Houtu said.

"My Buddha is merciful, and the poor monk didn't hurt them at all." Ksitigarbha put his hands together, and the bloody lightning all over his body turned into tiny streamers of light, and then turned into evil ghosts and resentful spirits, returning to all layers hell.

"With the testimony of Empress Pingxin and Patriarch Minghe." He said slowly again, "If the Great Sage Equaling Heaven really came to find the Dragon King of Jinghe, he can be found now."

Everyone turned their attention to Sun Wukong.

"If the old grandson finds it, what should you do?" Sun Wukong's eyes were like arrows.

"The poor monk wishes to die on the spot." Ksitigarbha Wang Baoxiang solemnly said.

The general situation changed to a complexion.

"It's cruel enough, no wonder you can make the great vow that hell will not be empty and you will not become a Buddha." Zhao Gongming and Bi Xiao looked at each other.

At the same time, the two also had doubts in their hearts. Could it be that the Jinghe Dragon King is really not in hell?

Although Ksitigarbha is walking the path of merit and virtue, but it is not easy to practice with the current strength of cultivation base, how can he let himself fall into the end of death?
On the other side, Houtu Ancestor Wu and Ancestor Minghe just watched without saying a word, as if they didn't care who had the problem.

Everyone still looked at Sun Wukong.

"You said it yourself!" Sun Wukong's eyes turned golden.

He had already said that during the previous fight.

Ruthless?Grandson is not afraid!
"Then everyone should take a good look at the true face of this monk." He flipped his hands and took out the bloody little dragon condensed with the blood and soul of the dragon girl Xiaoyu, and then cast a spell.

"This is blood tracing, using blood and soul as guides, you can find your closest relatives."

The voice fell... Roar!

The blood-colored little dragon let out a dragon cry, and went straight to the Ksitigarbha King.

"Stay!" Sun Wukong stopped the little dragon in the air again.

This scene in the blink of an eye made everyone's expressions change.

Especially those with great supernatural powers, they can become quasi-sages, and their knowledge is not bad, and they can see the mystery of the blood tracing secret method at a glance.

In such a situation, it shows that there is something wrong with Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha's face was sullen, and he felt even worse in his heart. With his cultivation and supernatural powers, even Houtu and Minghe couldn't see through the soul of Jinghe Dragon King after he melted it into his body.

This Monkey King actually has such a secret method of tracing!
"Sun Wukong, what can you prove by casting a spell at will? Do you want to slander without proof?" Da Shizhi said in a deep voice, "If so, the poor monk can also cast spells to do it."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and condensed out a golden dragon, which went straight to Monkey King.

"Hey!" A divine light shot out from Sun Wukong's eyes, knocking the golden little dragon into pieces.

Everyone looked at each other again.

"Ksitigarbha has guarded the hell for many years, and he has made great achievements. I think it is better to show the real evidence." Emperor Ziwei said.

"Sun Wukong, if you have any evidence, just show it." Lord Taishan said with a smile. From the earliest complaint against King Qin Guang, he could see that Sun Wukong was very methodical and had many methods, and he was not at all like a man. demon king.

"Then all of you are optimistic about it!" Sun Wukong smiled, and the ancient golden eyes opened again, and the golden lights in the smart eyes flowed, converging into two beams of light, and shining towards the Ksitigarbha King.

Primordial golden eyes can see through emptiness, penetrate the body, and annihilate the soul.

"Hmph!" Ksitigarbha shone golden light all over his body, trying to block Monkey King's supernatural powers.

But Sun Wukong just wanted to see through the emptiness this time, and didn't want to hurt anyone, so he couldn't stop it at all.

Almost instantly, under the divine light of the ancient golden eyes, one could clearly see a dragon-shaped soul hidden between the brows of Ksitigarbha King.

Obviously the Dragon King of Jinghe!
There was silence all around.

"No! Monkey King, what kind of magic did you use!" Da Shizhi suddenly shouted angrily.

"Hey, demon method?" Sun Wukong sneered, looked around, and asked: "Dare to ask everyone, is the old grandson using demon method?"

Hou Tu ancestor witch and Ming He ancestor had no words.

Emperor Ziwei's face was not very good-looking, but he didn't say anything this time.

Lord Taishan shook his head lightly, with an expression that he would kill himself if he did many injustices.

Zhao Gongming laughed and said, "That's right, in the eyes of their monks, everything other than Buddhism is demon law!"

The Bull Demon King also joked: "We are demons, so of course we are demons."

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, what should you do?" Sun Wukong's eyes were like arrows, and finally fixed on Ksitigarbha again.

Everyone also looked over.

"Amitabha." Ksitigarbha recited the Buddha's name with a sad expression.

Then the soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe emerged from between his brows, and turned into a middle-aged man with the body of a dragon head.

"You bastard bald donkeys! You should all go to hell!" Jinghe Dragon King cursed, "Didn't the old dragon agree to cooperate with you in making clouds and rain and causing floods?
You will kill me hard and imprison me in the [-]th floor of hell?
What evil have I done?Want to suffer the torture of eighteen layers of hell?

Did I kill your father, or your mother?

I……"

The shouting stopped abruptly.

Because Ksitigarbha lowered his head, the golden light of Buddha Dharma emitted from his body suddenly turned into a golden flame, mixed with bloody lightning, and began to burn his body and soul.

"Senior brother!" Dashi cried out in grief, but he didn't have the strength to stop King Ksitigarbha from passing away.

"Empress Pingxin, please help my senior brother!" He begged the Houtu Ancestral Witch.

"The obsession is too deep, and I have violated my great wish, even a saint can't save it." Hou Tu ancestor witch shook his head calmly.

"Patriarch Styx..." The situation did not give up.

"Get out!" Patriarch Styx just glanced at it, and then continued to look at the scene of golden flames burning in the distance.

From ancient prehistoric times to now, he had never seen such a wicked thing.

A quasi-sage with top merit and virtue committed suicide when he said he committed suicide.

No one can save Ksitigarbha, the body and soul are burning, releasing infinite light and fragrance, spreading throughout hell.

Those countless evil ghosts and resentful spirits, under the light of the divine light and enveloped by the fragrance, all their evil thoughts and resentments disappeared and became peaceful.

"It's a pity." Houtu shook his head lightly.

Several other great supernatural beings also sighed softly, and even Zhao Gongming showed some complicated expressions.

Because Ksitigarbha made a great wish to guard the hell for many years, which is indeed a great act of kindness. At the last moment of his death, this great wish was almost fulfilled.

But he did something wrong that violated his own Buddha's heart, and made a bet with Monkey King, so he could only pass away.

"Amitabha." Ksitigarbha was enveloped in golden flames, and his whole body was burning.

He smiled all over his face, as if his obsession was gone, looked at Sun Wukong and said: "Thank you, Donor Sun, for breaking the barrier of obsession for the poor monk. If the poor monk can become a Buddha in the next life, I will repay the great kindness of the benefactor."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Sun Wukong smiled and cupped his hands. He was not a grudge, and he could see that Ksitigarbha was sincerely repenting and thanking him.

Acknowledging mistakes can improve a lot. He said this to Ao Yun before, but now he fully understood the meaning.

Ksitigarbha looked at Emperor Qinghua again, "The poor monk knows that he has made a big mistake. If Emperor Qinghua does not give up, the poor monk is willing to leave the relic and his soul in hell and continue to guard here.

I wonder if it is possible to go to reincarnation after all the evil thoughts and resentments of evil ghosts and resentful spirits have been exhausted? "

"Brother!" The situation changed again.

He also wanted to bring the relics and soul of the Tibetan king back to Buddhism, so that he could be reincarnated in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, so that in a few years, the Tibetan king could be resurrected.

But if you stay in hell, you will have no chance of reincarnation.

When will the evil ghosts and resentful spirits be exhausted?

It's impossible!

Emperor Qinghua looked at Houtu Ancestral Witch, who nodded slightly.

"Okay, I agree." Emperor Qinghua said again in a deep voice.

"Good!" Ksitigarbha smiled even more, and then disappeared into the flames condensed by the Dharma.

When the flames dissipated, only one relic with divine light was left behind.

The situation was so painful that he closed his eyes, and after a long time, he saluted several great supernatural beings: "The poor monk wants to rush back to Lingshan and report this matter to the Buddha, so I will take my leave first."

No one stopped him, neither did Zhao Gongming and Bi Xiao.

Ksitigarbha has already passed away, if he takes action against Dashizhi again, the situation will be difficult to deal with.

Dashizhi left in a hurry with grief, as if he had forgotten Wei Tuo, who had lost his cultivation base, or did it on purpose.

"It's all gone." Houtu said softly, turned around and disappeared into hell.

"Not enough, not enough." Patriarch Styx also shook his head, and left with the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan.

"My dear brother, drink again when you have time!"

"When you drink, you know how to drink!"

"Madam... Oh, don't talk, don't talk to your ears..."

Only the noise of the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan was left.

Sun Wukong smiled and bowed his hands in the direction of their departure. He vaguely guessed in his heart that Patriarch Styx might have been invited by the Bull Demon King.

Because when we met just now, the Bull Demon King directly said: My brother has done a great thing again.

Apparently knowing he was fighting people in hell.

"Treat people with sincerity." Sun Wukong said heartily.

This is the reward for his sincere sworn vows with the Bull Demon King. It is not like the established future.

What Sun Wukong can understand, the others present can also understand.

They looked at Sun Wukong with a little more attention.

There are countless ancient powers who have lived from the ancient prehistoric era to the present.

Although Patriarch Styx's reputation is not obvious, his strength is not bad, and he is definitely the top existence in the Three Realms.

And Sun Wukong is now related to Patriarch Styx, which should not be underestimated.

Under the gaze of many eyes, Monkey King looked at the Jinghe Dragon King again, and asked the doubts that had been in his heart for a long time: "Old Dragon King of Jinghe, my grandson hasn't asked yet.
Why did Buddhism lock your soul in hell instead of leading you to their paradise?Then no one will be able to track you down. "

"Of course they have thought about it!" Jinghe Dragon King was still a little annoyed, and explained: "But they didn't expect that the old dragon ancestor had followed the emperor Xuanyuan,

After the Battle of Zhuolu, he was enlightened by the treasure bestowed by Emperor Xuanyuan, and his blood and soul had their own magical beginning.

Coupled with the luck of the human race, if I don't want to take refuge, then the Dharma will not save me, so they can only temporarily suppress me to the eighteenth level of hell.

Hmph, these monks are really compassionate and ruthless! "

Sun Wukong nodded suddenly, and it was right.

Wu Kuihu and Wu Man'er had said before when they met Xiaoyu in Shenmulin that they were family friends with the Dragon King clan of Jinghe.

And the godswood forest was left by Human Emperor Xuanyuan.

　The foreshadowing of the human world and the underworld is almost buried, and I will go back to the heaven next, make it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)