The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 227 The decisive moment
Hell.

Luo Youshan.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Ping was shocked.

When he came to the Underworld through the Nether Passage, he was at the location of Luoyou Mountain.

However, at this time, it has turned into a deep pit, and the mountain seems to have experienced a subsidence and completely disappeared.

Curse? !
Xu Ping looked at all this in shock.

The moment his soul was crushed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he felt an extremely strong coercion, descending to the underworld as if the sky was falling.

It's just that Xu Ping's soul dissipated at that time, and he didn't know what happened afterwards.

If Uncle Jiu hadn't called out his body and remnant soul from the empty space, it would have been difficult for his body to wake up on its own.

in the deep pit.

The flames are raging, the hurricane is circling, and the huge waves are roaring.

It can be vaguely seen that there seems to be a figure hanging in the air, surrounded by the three disasters of fire, wind and water.

And the Buddha charm on that figure is also gradually weakening, and the black lotus platform below him has also appeared to wither.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

Xu Ping's eyes froze.

It was a good time to deal with him at this time, but Xu Ping found that, for some reason, there was still a circle of Buddha's aggregates circulating around him, protecting him in it.

Heaven's punishment fell, it should be unstoppable.

But Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva used some means to maintain a proud posture in it, standing still.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva closed his eyes tightly, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

And what blocks the punishment of God around me is the treasure in my arms - "Ksitigarbha Sutra"

A Ksitigarbha Sutra, which can be called the most precious treasure, temporarily blocked the divine power of heaven's punishment.

But the scriptures of the Ksitigarbha Sutra are also being added page by page, and it is only a matter of time before the punishment of God comes.

The surrounding fire and feng shui have no effect on its physical body.

Actually, it was raging inside me.

But Zhenjun still dared to gamble, it was God's punishment, I have seen it before, I just heard it.

Who knew that if I jumped on it, the Heaven's Punishment Society would retreat me, including me, and launch an offensive.

If so.

Is there any chance for me to be born again.

Zhenjun looked around, pondered for a moment, and planned to wait here for the time being.

When the treasure that protects Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva disappears, it is time for me to retreat.

"what?!"

Zhenjun's eyes lit up, and he found that the person lying on the ground nearby seemed to be Xu Ping Longyong.

I ran over at a slow pace.

Originally, Bodhisattva Yili Ksitigarbha would prescribe the precept of killing, but it seems that the time for the punishment of heaven to fall is too slow, and there is no such opportunity for me.

"Long Yong!"

Zhenjun yelled sharply, and his true energy gushed out.

Now my Taoism is [-]% of what it was in its heyday. If Xu Ping has something to do, it will naturally be a little help.

Xu Ping's face was washed with zhenqi, stimulated, he opened his eyes, and the moment he saw Zhenjun, I subconsciously said, "Where is that?"

The voice just fell.

I found that the real gentleman behind me was still in the flesh, and immediately shouted joyfully: "What, is he dead?!"

I looked excited, the corners of my eyes were even moist, "You thought, you thought he..."

As a judge of the underworld, I have seen too few lives and deaths, and I have long been hard-hearted.

Long Yong used his own life to pave the way for the underworld, how can I be moved.

But seeing that Long Yong is not dead, I still feel an inexplicable throbbing in my heart.

For Zhenjun, I watched him grow up step by step, so I don't have any feelings for you, so I would want Zhenjun to be my brother-in-law.

Zhen Jun curled his lips: "Does Zhong Kui want you to die?"

Xu Ping shook his head: "Of course it is. Where is the Bodhisattva? Where did the Bodhisattva of Earth Store go?"

I was stunned by the huge coercion at the moment when the punishment of heaven came, and I woke up at this moment.

Following Zhenjun's gaze, Xu Ping was dumbfounded: "Then...is that the legendary Heaven's Punishment!"

Zhenjun nodded and said: "It should be."

As I said that, I looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva beside me and said, "Where is King Chujiang, why did you see me?"

Xu Ping shook his head: "Yes!"

"As soon as he died, you fainted. You didn't even know what happened."

Hearing what Xu Ping said, Zhenjun was even more daring to go up to that deep pit. I guessed that maybe Chujiang King's way was enough, already under that coercion, it was certain that he would turn into flying ash.

Reminded by Zhenjun, Xu Ping also swept his eyes and looked around.

I found that the group of heroes and Yan Jun who had been huddled together on Luoyou Mountain had all disappeared.

"Zhong Kui, you have to tell Ni that you are powerless right now."

Zhenjun explained his current state and stared at Xu Ping's expression.

In fact, I mixed this with water, except for Xiaobai who escaped when his soul was broken.

I am in the underworld at this time, and I still don't have a certain ability to protect myself, that's why I dare to come to the underworld again.

But Zhenjun would naturally put himself in a dangerous situation, and he said those words in order to test Xu Ping and Longyong.

Although I know that the other party should attack me, my caution and big heart are not lost.

Xu Ping's expression didn't change too much, he looked at Zhenjun worriedly: "When we dealt with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva a little while ago, he was able to hold the line and make a move for the time being."

Zhenjun nodded, without any worries, he muttered: "Is Zhong Kui not sure?"

Such opportunities are rare, and it can also be said that they are once in a thousand years.

Once I am in a hurry, it is basically possible to create such a situation.

Did Xu Ping answer me immediately, pondered for a while, and let out a stern whistle toward the sky.

Good guy!
Communication is all about shouting, right?

The means of communication in the underworld.It's too far behind.

Soon.

All the young men came rushing from all directions, none of them followed Long Yong, these few meritorious servicemen.

We came to Xu Ping's side slowly, and saluted Xu Ping respectfully: "Zhong Kui, just now you..."

Long Yong interrupted us with a raised hand, and said in a deep voice: "It is necessary to explain, Daxu has created such a situation for the underworld, and it will be up to us to follow up."

Upon hearing this, several meritorious Cao Yanjun greeted and thanked Zhenjun one after another, and then looked at the figure in the deep pit together.

And in the process, fewer and fewer figures approached the deep pit.

There are no ghosts in the underworld, and there are no ghost soldiers who are our enemies.

However, at this time, the dragons have a leader, and they are already a mess of ghost soldiers, and they have no intention of becoming our enemy again.

Long Yong looked at us twice, then he ignored us. The first task in front of his eyes was to solve the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the deep pit, and recapture the Eight Paths of Reincarnation refined by him.

I arranged for two meritorious servicemen to expel the ghosts who looked at the silence, and at the same time arranged for the underworld to block the surrounding roads.

Wang Baishun ended the maintenance of order spontaneously.

At the same time, he told a group of ghosts that before the evil Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is eliminated, Xiaojia will be given a brand new home.

Long Yong sat cross-legged by the edge of the deep pit, waiting quietly, and took advantage of that time to repair his remnant soul.

The method I use to restore the remnant soul is somewhat similar to Xu Ping's method of eating ghosts.

Devour all the remnants of the surrounding souls floating in the air, and turn them into a part of your own soul before condensing them.

The underworld has just experienced a small battle, and there are few soul fragments around, and all of them are unconscious. After a while, they will float into the air.

The devoured soul fragments still need to be condensed with the energy of chaos, but they are too messy and will affect the quality of Zhenjun's soul.

So, it was an extremely time-consuming process.

"Look slowly."

"There's nothing floating down here."

"Looks like a flower."

Several meritorious officials shouted in a low voice, attracting Zhenjun's attention, they also came to the side of the deep pit and looked up.

In the deep pit, a white object, emitting a halo, slowly rose into the air and approached us.

We suddenly became vigilant, but Zhenjun smiled lightly: "It must be panic, this is here to find you."

It was Bailian Terrace that came from the sky.

After Zhenjun comforted us, he frowned slightly, looked at Xu Ping and said, "Bailian Terrace suddenly appeared, I feel that something is wrong."

Long Yong also nodded.

We have been paying attention to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and found that although the Buddha aggregates around me are indeed being reduced.

But it itself is not the slightest bit strange.

Having been in the deep pit for so long, we feel inexplicably Ann.

Bai Liantai jumped out of the deep pit, circled a few times in the air, and found the figure of Zhenjun, Bai Guang Xiaosheng.

"Long Yong, whether he is dead or not, you will know whether you have misjudged him."

The voice belonging to the little monk sounded, and the white lotus platform flashed in the air, and then appeared on Long Yong's feet.

Slightly silent, Bai Liantai said directly: "You know what they are thinking, but if you spend it like that, when I get out of it, even if I kill them, I will definitely be able to escape."

When Bailiantai brought the bad news, Xu Ping frowned and said solemnly, "Why did this happen? That's God's punishment."

"The Ksitigarbha Sutra bestowed by the Buddha back then, after such a long period of baptism in Buddhism, has reached such a level, even you, it is unexpected."

The White Lotus Terrace is transformed by the kindness of Earth Store Bodhisattva. It is a part of Earth Store Bodhisattva. Even I have never thought of it. This other person is even more likely to be foreseen.

"How should this be?"

Zhenjun raised his head and asked.

Now that the Bailian Terrace has appeared, there is no other way to do it. I said in a deep voice, "There is only one way, and that is to take advantage of that time and go up there. The Ksitigarbha Sutra can resist the punishment of heaven, but it can only be resisted by spells."

Hearing what Bai Liantai said, Zhenjun Xu Ping and we looked at each other and went up, this was just a joke.

"You can only protect one. You are infested by the punishment of heaven. You are transformed by kindness and are immune to punishment from heaven."

"You go!"

Long Yong was the first to express his attitude.

"Yes!"

Bai Liantai said: "Although he is the magistrate of the underworld, at that juncture, there is only one person who has the least effect of resisting the punishment of heaven, and this is the real king."

"It means that you still have to make a trip and take that risk." Zhenjun said helplessly.

It's not because I'm willing to do that, but because my soul and body are intact, and whether or not my Taoism has been fully recovered is completely certain.

What can be confirmed now is that there is no and only that chance, whether or not he kills the other party, and everything he does after that is all useful work.

"Except for me, they are all yin gods. In the punishment of heaven, they will be suppressed and breathless, and half of their abilities will be lost."

Bai Liantai continued.

Xu Ping was also somewhat at a loss, how could I open my mouth if I asked Zhenjun to take risks again.

Zhenjun shook his head.

But you too!
There are only [-]% to [-]% left in the whole body, if there is no solution to the opponent, and the other party solves it, then there is really something.

There may be no chance of rebirth.

"Zhenjun, you insulted his choice."

"You too!"

"It's okay, you can go."

"..."

Among the divergent opinions, it was too late to make a decision.

Zhenjun thought slowly, weighed again and again, and said in a deep voice: "In that case, you go."

Xu Ping hurriedly said: "But..."

Before I finished speaking, Zhenjun interrupted me: "You are going to die, you have no plans in mind, Zhong Kui, you need his incense."

"I don't have them yet, but I will give you everything without a trace of incense."

Zhenjun's expression is serious, and his way is good, so there is only one way left, which is to make up for it with the power of incense.

The personality of God Killing Art is the best method in that situation.

Behind them are all the Yin gods of the underworld, so there must be less incense, especially Xu Ping, as one of the seven junior judges, can be said to be the most prosperous among the Yin gods of the underworld.

It's just that if there is no our you, and you are released as a god, even if the real king uses the god killing art, he still has no way to incorporate our incense into himself.

Xu Ping, who didn't understand Zhenjun's words at first, suddenly remembered the scene of meeting Zhenjun for the first time.

At that time, there were not many incenses from the underworld, and when I cast my spells, I plundered them weakly.

"it is good!"

Xu Ping directly agreed: "He can use your thousand-year-old incense as he pleases, so I opened my arms and let go of the God of Depression."

"You too!"

"Although yours is small, it can also help."

"..."

All the Yin gods present stepped forward and said that they could take away their incense sticks at will.

And if we use it like this, there will be no whole underworld, no ghosts offering incense, and it will continue to gather here.

"it is good!"

Zhenjun let out a small sip, and said: "There is little help for gaining the way, and little help for losing the way. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is destined to win."

I directly controlled the Bailian Terrace and fell into the deep pit. When you came into contact with the divine punishment on the pit, two light shields propped it up.

A golden light.

A flash of thunder.

"The fire, feng shui and eight disasters are formed from the inside of the body first, and his attention needs to be placed inside the body."

Bai Liantai reminded.

Zhenjun nodded, remained silent, and approached the figure with the Ghost Slaying Sword, while sloppily observing the changes in his body.

suddenly,

I felt cold all over my body, like a gust of wind, blowing from the top of the sky to the soles of my feet, making me feel hot and shivering.

At the same time, there was no hurricane circling inside the two layers of masks, hitting the masks again and again.

Bailiantai also noticed Zhenjun's strangeness, seeing that the seven-week hurricane vortex became less, and a few petals fell on it, blocking the center of the hurricane vortex, and the surrounding hurricane disappeared immediately.

But the Yin wind in Zhenjun's body needs to be resolved by myself.

Fortunately, the Primal Chaos Qi is better than you in dealing with the Yin Wind. The True Monarch mobilized the Primal Chaos Qi in his body to chase and block the Yin Wind, and finally eliminated it temporarily.

And seeing the figure of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha approaching, Zhenjun also thought that the night would be long and the dream would be less, so he had already finished performing the God Killing Art.

He chanted the mantra without words, waved the long sword, and the power of incense burns gathered from all directions.

(End of this chapter)