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Monk Huitong and several eminent monks from Daliang Temple looked at each other, and they all saw the shock on their faces. Generally speaking, monks' dharma titles will not change, and one of the few situations that would make monks change their dharma titles is when the monks change their dharma titles. Inheritance.

A few days ago, Huitong learned that King Mingming had passed away, so he entered meditation under the Buddha statue of King Mingming in the temple, and used the teachings of King Mingming to generate wisdom, so he realized that the news that King Mingming had passed away was true.

At this moment, when I hear that Jueming inherits the Dharma title of "Earth", it is basically equivalent to the successor designated by King Zuodiming. No Buddhist monk dares to falsely claim this kind of Dharma title, because other Buddhist masters and King Ming Shizun If you can see through it, then you will kill yourself.

"Excellent, my Buddha has successors!"

"Good, congratulations on the birthday of Master Ksitigarbha!"

Hui Tong and several eminent monks from Daliang Temple around him performed Buddhist rituals. Of course, it is impossible for today's Master Ksitigarbha to become one of the Kings of Ming just because he inherited the title of the Dharma. It is a very high starting point, because it is empowered by King Ming's spiritual law, and it is also enough to prove that Master Ksitigarbha is a monk whose Buddha nature is recognized by King Ming.

Jueming, who used to be sitting on the ground now, also stood up and saluted to the eminent monk of Daliang Temple.

"Good!"

Putting away the Buddhist ceremony, Ksitigarbha looked at the bodhi tree behind him, and made a great Buddhist salute to this tree that helps people to calm down and generate wisdom.

"Practicing meditation and sitting on the Buddha, Bodhi produces wisdom! Master Huitong, masters, this place will definitely be a holy place for Buddhism!"

Monk Ksitigarbha sighed before turning around, while Huitong spoke directly.

"Wisdom is born under the bodhi tree. It is true that it is a holy place under the tree, but I, Daliang Temple, just take care of this tree, and this tree is not exclusive to my Buddhist sect!"

Monk Ksitigarbha looked up at Monk Huitong, nodded slightly with a smile on his face.

"Master Huitong's words are very true. It's the poor monk who has taken the picture. Thank you for your shelter during this period of time. If you need the poor monk to do something, please feel free to ask!"

"Master Ksitigarbha, you are too polite. My Daliang Temple is only showing the kindness of the landlord, so there is no need to be polite!"

The abbot of Daliang Temple opened his mouth to express his attitude, the other monks also nodded in agreement, and the Ksitigarbha monk did not say anything more.

"Thank you so much, Ksitigarbha farewell!"

After another salute, the Ksitigarbha Monk directly left under the bodhi tree and the backyard of Daliang Temple, and was escorted by many eminent monks of Daliang Temple, and left through a small half of the temple. During this process, the monks of Daliang Temple seemed to feel something , They put down what they were doing one after another and came to see them off.

During this period of time, because of the previous Buddha's light, the incense in Daliang Temple was unusually prosperous during this period. Seeing the behavior of the monks in Daliang Temple at this moment, many pilgrims were aroused with curiosity, and many people followed along.

A pilgrim saw a familiar monk passing by, and hurried up to ask.

"Master, what happened?"

The monk who was in a hurry just glanced at the people around him, clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

"Excellent, benefactor, the poor monk and the monks in the monastery will send one to the eminent monk together!"

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking and hurriedly chased after him. The other monks were also in the same situation. When the Tibetan monk walked out of Daliang Temple for more than ten feet, a circle was spread around the gate of Daliang Temple behind him. More than a hundred monks are all here, even a few young novice monks are here.

In the naked eyes of many monks and pilgrims, a faint light of Buddha appeared on the Ksitigarbha, but everyone kept quiet at this time miraculously.

It seems that there is a feeling that if you don’t reach the vision in your heart, you will never look back.

The Ksitigarbha monk was just walking ahead, and only then did he turn around belatedly, and saw many monks outside Daliang Temple, as well as pilgrims who also kept quiet for no reason.

"Master Ksitigarbha, may I ask where you are going?"

Only monk Huitong broke the silence and asked the Tibetan monk, who answered very calmly.

"In the Yellow Spring, there must be a lot of evil debts, and the violence of the heaven and the earth is rolling in. Watching "The Yellow Spring" will become enlightened, and sitting on the Bodhi will give birth to wisdom. The poor monk is willing to use his meager strength to save the soul of the Yellow Spring!"

Although "Yellow Spring" was written by Wang Li, many of the contents are of course deeply influenced by fate. The last three chapters contain some chapters of Buddhism, among which there is a peaceful Buddhist method to suppress and divert the hostility accumulated in Huangquan. It absolutely requires great perseverance and great wisdom. The heart of great compassion and great compassion has great power.

The Ksitigarbha monk's voice seemed to echo continuously, and the words were grand wishes with strong beliefs. Huitong just heard the words, felt the great wishes and understood its meaning.

Not to mention the Ksitigarbha monk in front of him, even if Prince Ariaki came in person, it would be almost impossible to fulfill such an ambitious wish.

"Master... the soul of the world is inexhaustible, and the evil and hostility are endless, how can we save it?"

Monk Ksitigarbha showed a rare smile, and bowed to Monk Huitong with Buddhist rituals.

"Excellent! My Buddha is merciful!"

Without any superfluous answer, the Ksitigarbha monk turned around and left without looking back.

Hui Tong was slightly stunned for a moment, and he, who had been a monk for a hundred years, was greatly moved in his heart, and bowed down to pay homage to the Buddha.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The monks in Daliang Temple were also shaken in their hearts. Whether they understood the meaning of the Ksitigarbha monk or not, they all felt it, and they also reacted at this moment. Like the monk Huitong, they paid homage to the Buddha.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The figure of the Ksitigarbha gradually receded until he disappeared from everyone's sight. He walked all the way to the southeast at a steady pace, but the distance covered by each step gradually increased.

A few nights later, outside the Nether City, the Ksitigarbha Monk gradually slowed down his pace and finally stopped outside the city. He knew that there was a Nether Underworld, but he didn't know where it was at first. He just followed the feeling in his heart and walked all the way. Finally set foot here, the enlightenment in his heart told him that he should come here.

At this moment, the Tibetan monk still seems to be wearing worn-out monk robes and cassocks, but under the impact of Yin Qi, although there is no Buddha light to appear, there is a strange Buddha-nature self-generated, which makes all the ghosts in the city gate faintly feel some inexplicable Dao Ming. Even the ghost soldiers and gatekeeper ghost generals outside the Nether City would not dare to neglect such a monk when they saw him coming.

The gatekeeper will personally come out from the gate to meet him.

"Excuse me, master, who is it, and why do you come here? This place is where the dead stay. If the living have nothing important to do, it's better not to enter."

The Ksitigarbha monk bowed to the ghost general and the ghost soldiers around him.

"The poor monk, who is called Dizang, really wants to come to this nether world, and I hope to report to the emperor of the netherworld on his behalf, saying that the poor monk is asking to see him!"

It is impossible for ordinary mortals to say such words directly, which makes the ghost general who already believes that the monk in front of him is extraordinary dare not neglect. You must know that this feeling reminds him of a great fairy, so he quickly agreed. .

"Master, wait a moment, I will report right now."

"Good job, thank you for your work."

...

Not long after, Xin Wuya personally received this monk who came from afar. He didn't know who this monk was, but he always felt that he should pay attention to it.

This is Xin Wuya's first time seeing a Buddhist monk, so he naturally wants to maintain a certain dignity under the premise of respect, but when he heard the intention of the Ksitigarbha monk, he was still shocked, and couldn't help but read from behind the table. Stand up on the seat.

"What? Is what the master said true?"

Xin Wuya might feel that this guy was joking if someone else said it, but when the Ksitigarbha Master in front of him said it, although he thought it was absurd, he felt that what the other person said was true, but he still couldn't help it A question of confirmation.

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"Nan Mowo Wo Buddha's Great Dharma saves all the karma of the underworld. This is the great wish of the poor monk. I will never change my resolve until death!"

Xin Wuya stared intently at Master Ksitigarbha in the hall. At this moment, Buddha's light faintly appeared on the latter's body. At first, this Buddha's light was a little dim and dim, and then became stronger and stronger when the other party finished the Buddha ceremony and raised his head. Let this yin-filled underworld hall be filled with a sacred brilliance of Buddhism.

Rumble rumble rumble...

A strange sense of vibration was produced in the Nether City. The buildings did not shake, but it was clearly felt by all the ghost cultivators. Xin Wuya's feeling was even more obvious. He looked up and looked around the palace, only to feel that there were two kinds of sights. , One can clearly see the hall, and the other is as if the Yin Qi has been shaken and blurred.

...

In Nanhuangzhou, the entire Hengshan Mountain vibrated slightly as if under an illusion, but the flowers, plants and trees in the mountain did not even shake, but many spiritual animals in the mountain escaped from their homes as if they were frightened.

Hengshan Mountain God's divine sense has been covering Hengshan Mountain, and he is watching over the secluded spring below the mountain, but at this moment the spring water seems to be boiling, and the water flow is getting stronger and stronger. This powerful force makes it extremely difficult for him to suppress it.

"Boom..."

Dark clouds gathered on Hengshan Mountain, and a burst of thunder shook the mountains. The lightning and thunder made the animals in the mountain panic. The more the Hengshan Mountain God suppressed the spring, the thunder became more and more violent every time.

At this moment, an old stone human face appeared on the main peak of Hengshan Mountain, as if feeling the thoughts of heaven and earth.

"God's will! Forget it..."

With a low sigh, the mountain god directly let go of the suppression on Youquan.

At this moment, the billowing secluded spring surged under Mount Heng, without penetrating the restriction, and directly submerged into the air. Where the spring water entered, it actually directly opened up the underworld, and spanned the void to an extremely remote place.

At the same moment, Ji Yuan, who was far away in Lanzhou in the Western Region, was also shocked, as if the heaven and the earth told each other that something that could be regarded as a world-changing event had happened.

...

Dongtuyunzhou, where the underworld is located, the vibration became more and more intense. At a certain moment, the ghost city's yin energy, which was already at its peak, suddenly increased violently again.

"Boom...crash la la la la..."

With a feeling in his heart, Xin Wuya took a look at the Tibetan monk, and then stepped out to escape to the wall of the Nether City. At the same time, countless old ghosts came out together, and the Tibetan monk was also nervous. After that, he stood on the city wall.

All the ghost cultivators stared blankly at the direction outside the city. Following their line of sight, a slightly turbulent water flow appeared not far outside the city. Where the meridian passes, the yin qi gathers and opens from the yin realm.

Huang Quan descended at this moment in a way beyond anyone's expectations!

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