Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

"Your Majesty! The carriage is ready, and we can set off to Lingshan anytime!"

In front of the Senluo Palace, Lu Pan held a treasure box in both hands and handed the imperial edict to King Yama.

The foot-long treasure box is inlaid with runes of red spider lily, and several yellow talismans are pasted on the seal of the box, faintly glowing with precious light.

"I have been feeling a little tired these days, let's talk about going to Lingshan another day!" King Yama yawned and waved his hand.

"not going!"

Lu Pan was startled, and subconsciously looked at King Yama on the throne. The purple-red face of King Yama was covered by the pearl curtain hanging from the crown, so he couldn't see his specific expression.
"My lord, the sudden increase in ghosts in the underworld is related to the stability of the underworld. If we don't get help from Lingshan, it will be difficult for the underworld to handle it alone!"

Lu Pan's words were obscure, but his meaning was direct: Boss, if you don't go to Lingshan to offer gifts and ask for help, the underworld will not be able to hold on!

Lu Pan didn't know that the sudden increase in the number of ghosts in the underworld was just the aftermath of someone's actions.

Tang and Song sent countless souls from the reincarnation worlds of the heavens outside the domain to the world of Jambu.

What are the sands of the Ganges? Above Yibo is Jing, above Jing is Gai, and above them are Zi, Rang, Gou, Jian, Zheng, Zai, Ji, and the sands of the Ganges!

One hundred million is one billion, one hundred million is one jing, one jing is one gai, and so on. You can imagine how huge the number of grains of sand in the Ganges is.

The number of grains of sand in the Ganges is an imaginary number, meaning infinite and limitless.

There are so many dead souls that if all of them were to be reincarnated, they could even turn the native creatures of the Jambu world into a minority.

This is not a joke.

The Heavenly Dao was half dead due to the changes in the outer demonic calamity, and urgently needed a shot of cardiotonicity.

This is how Tang Song acts. If he doesn't take action, it's fine. But once he takes action, he will directly use money to knock Tiandao unconscious and do his best to fill the gaps in the sky.

Those bank bosses and traitors who ran away before were nothing. They could only embezzle the bank’s money and even make the bank bankrupt.

They don't have the power of Boss Tang, who directly raised a large sum of money from outside to fill the bank's gap and save the Yanfu Bank which was in financial crisis.

Failure at this time, as the chairman of the bank, if you don't support Boss Tang, would you support those traitors who ran away with the money?

Although these ghosts are numerous, they have all been reincarnated through the six realms (legal citizens with green cards), so their origins cannot be found in the Book of Life and Death.

This surge in the number of ghosts in the underworld is just the beginning. This is because most of the undead souls from outside the realm have limited places in the human world, and most of them have reincarnated into the animal world, and have been reincarnated into flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds and beasts.
Some even reincarnated into the sea of ​​blood, were contaminated by the hostility of the sea, and became Asuras.

There is no other way. After all, even if the creatures in the Three Realms can give birth to ten babies in one birth, they cannot accommodate so many dead souls to reincarnate in a short period of time.

To this day, there are still a huge number of dead souls stuck in the six realms of reincarnation, queuing up at the place of Niangniang Pingxin.

It is naturally a good thing that so many dead souls carrying vast spirituality have greatly repaired the damage suffered by the Yama Heaven due to the demonic calamity.

Just like the damaged Gallic chickens, a large number of Ni brothers were introduced to rebuild after the war.

With these strong new forces, the whole of Gaul regained its vitality and became the center of Europe after World War II.

However, the influx of a large number of foreign population has undoubtedly overloaded the Immigration Administration and other departments with such a huge workload.

For the underworld, as the first batch of souls from outside the domain died, their souls returned to the underworld, even though most of the souls were led by the six reincarnations and did not need to be led by ghost messengers.
The netherworld is vast, and the underworld has maintained the six reincarnations for countless years. It has hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers and ghost messengers, but even so, the number of the remaining tiny part of the dead souls is so large that the underworld is congested.
It is conceivable that the workload of the ghost officials in the underworld has increased many times.

This is also the reason why King Yama went to Lingshan for help. With so many dead souls entering the underworld, the underworld alone cannot sustain itself.

Lu Pan was very busy during this period and wanted to ask Lord Yan to go to the Western Paradise for help.

Let alone asking the Buddha Maitreya to come in person, even if we send a few Bodhisattvas or venerables to hold a Yulan Festival, hold a few water and land ceremonies, and save some wronged souls, it can also relieve the pressure on the underworld.
Who would have thought that this Lord of Hell could no longer go.

Lu Pan did not care about anything else. He stared at King Yama with his big eyes, and his voice became a little louder.

“How dare you!” King Yama’s eyes fell on Lu Pan, and an extremely powerful golden light emanated from his body. The sky was covered with mist, thousands of rays of light, smoke, and auspicious clouds.

Boundless aura swept across the world, enveloping Lu Pan almost instantly. A solemn atmosphere pressed down like a mountain.

Pfft!
Lu Pan was so overwhelmed by the pressure that his knees went weak and he fell to the ground: "I dare not! I just lost my composure because I was worried about the chaos in the underworld!"

"Get up!" King Yama glanced at Lu Pan:
I have a solution for the sudden increase in ghosts! No need to bother the Buddha!

Regarding the recruitment of Yinchao, you can go to the Yin Law Department and ask them to prepare 30 million Yinchao quotas!"

Thirty million quotas for the Yincha. Upon hearing this, Lu Pan immediately raised his head and asked, "My lord, can the Yincha recruitment standards be based on the old calendar?"

Not everyone can be a ghost messenger in the underworld. The underworld has its own set of assessment standards.

When the heaven has not yet collapsed, only those who have accumulated merits during their lifetime and have good karma after death can be spared from reincarnation and serve in the underworld.

Or if one has accumulated fame and worship in the human world, the underworld will invite him to serve as an official or clerk in the netherworld.

After the fall of Heaven, the underworld was no longer bound by Heavenly rules, and the standards for examining the underworld officials were relaxed a lot.

Many practitioners with connections, when their life span is over and they do not want to be reincarnated, can spend some money to bribe the underworld and buy a job as a ghost messenger.

Of course, those who do this are all low-level independent cultivators. Those with higher cultivation or disciples of famous sects with backing would look down upon such jobs in the underworld.

Even if the disciples of famous and powerful sects have reached the end of their life span, they will have a letter from their elders to enter the underworld, and the authorities will open a convenient door for them to avoid the suffering of reincarnation and the confusion in the womb.

At worst, one can also, like the White Lotus Temple, obtain a decree from the master after death to confer the title of River God, Water God, Mountain God, Earth God, and live freely in the Shinto for thousands of years.

The old calendar that Lu Pan mentioned naturally refers to the old calendar after the fall of the Heavenly Palace. If the matter of recruiting ghost messengers is done well, a lot of incense can be obtained.

"I will make the final decision on these ghost messengers. I will give you the names later. You just need to add your name to the list in the Underworld Law Department!" King Yama waved his hand and said, "You can handle it yourself!"

"I obey your command!" Although Lu Pan was puzzled by King Yan's behavior, he did not dare to say much. He bowed and left the Senluo Palace.

As soon as Lu Pan left, King Yama on the throne suddenly disappeared, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into a palm-sized bone banner on the long table.

A woman was leaning on the throne, with her two long white legs resting on the long table. She was throwing a jade seal up and down with her right hand, and playing with two relics, one black and one white, with her left hand. She had a smile on her face. Who else could it be but Cha Cha? "Tsk tsk, this Judge Lu is much worse than the judges in my underworld! If all the people in the underworld are like this, there's nothing to be afraid of. Even if they reveal their identities and occupy the underworld, what's wrong with that!"

Cha Cha glanced at Hou Tu provocatively: "You said so, sister!"

"I have put a lot of effort into your position as the King of Fengdu. If you are impulsive, it will ruin everything!" Hou Tu looked Cha Cha up and down:

"There are some gadgets in the Bullfighting Palace. I'll put them on you later!"

Cha Cha's face flushed, but she refused to admit defeat: "Wear it if you want, who's afraid of who? It's not like I haven't worn it before!"

"Okay, then let Hela put it on you later!" Hou Tu said with a smile.

"Hela, that bitch, no!" Cha Cha reacted extremely violently after hearing Hou Tu's words. She knew what those little gadgets in the Bullfighting Palace were.

Some of them were just boudoir fun, like a tail with a plug-in, a collar with a chain, etc., but they were bad things deliberately stolen by her enemy. She and Hela didn't get along well, so she couldn't let Hela see her like that.

"Then you should be obedient and don't be willful! This underworld is a place that must be fought for by military strategists. You should first secure the position of King Yama so that you can help me.

When all the dead souls have reincarnated into this world and accumulated immeasurable merits, you will have your share of benefits!"

When Cha Cha heard Hou Tu say this, she kicked the White Bone Ghost Banner with her feet. This banner was one of the four White Bone Ghost Banners that Tang Song had personally refined.

The magical spirit within it had long since transformed into the Ten Yin Gods, guarding the underworld outside the domain. However, the banner itself was also refined by Cha Cha, and now the spirit of King Yama is imprisoned inside, making it no different from Yama himself. No wonder Lu Pan could not recognize it.

"How long will it take?"

"It will take at least 20,000 years for these two groups of dead souls to be transported by the six reincarnations!" Hou Tu said, pinching her fingers: "By then, the spiritual power of these dead souls should be able to complete the way of heaven! By then, with such merits, you can naturally become the King of Fengdu!"

Cha Cha nodded: "Twenty thousand years, okay! I can take advantage of this time to sort out the underworld. After seeing this, I found that the underworld of this world is in chaos, government affairs are not going well, it's simply nonsense!"

Hou Tu shook her head slightly: "The underworld was not weak in its heyday. The Emperor of Fengdu sat at the center, the Five Ghost Emperors and the Ten Yamas suppressed the rebellious, and the Four Judges and the Ten Underworld Marshals were all powerful.
The current state is caused by the destruction of the Heavenly Palace! The fact that the Underworld can maintain this state even when the building is falling is because of the protection of the Empress Pingxin in secret! "

Cha Cha was not in the mood to explore the reasons why the underworld had become like this.

She played with the Yama Three Treasures Seal in her right hand and two black and white relics in her left hand, calculating in her mind how many people she should mobilize to control the underworld. After much calculation, she felt that the number of people she needed was still a little too few.

"No, 30 million is not enough. Make it an integer. I want 300 million! Transfer 300 million ghost soldiers from the underworld to me!" Cha Cha looked at Hou Tu.

Hou Tu looked at Cha Cha quietly, and frowned slightly when she heard the words. She knew that the underworld that Cha Cha was talking about was not the underworld of this world:
"You mobilized 300 million ghost soldiers, what will happen to the operation over there?"

Cha Cha said indifferently: "Anyway, you have taken away most of the souls in the underworld. I don't need so many ghost messengers in a short period of time. Why not transfer them to this world to help me!
I don't feel safe with so few people. I need to transfer tens of thousands of my judges to me. I don't want to do everything myself.

Also, transfer some of the machines from the underworld here. The underworld in this world is too backward, and it doesn’t even have a fully automatic punch-in, judgment, and reincarnation machine.”

Hou Tu said unhappily: "Okay, okay, everything is as you said, I will ask Ryan to transfer the people!

Well, if the underworld mobilizes so many people at once, it will easily cause trouble, so let the Thunder and Fire Departments, as well as the City God Offices of various circles, transfer a group of people to the underworld to help!"

Chacha stood up and walked to Houtu with her long legs. She stretched out her hand and lifted Houtu's chin like a queen: "Is that right? Is that good?"

"Snapped!"

"Hiss!" Cha Cha jumped away, covering her hips.

"I will send you the people you want as soon as possible. The affairs of the underworld are related to the overall situation. You must be cautious and don't make any mistakes!" Houtu glared at Cha Cha, shook her head, turned and walked out of Senluo Palace.

They want to steal the throne and occupy the underworld, even though there are the bloody Asuras in front of them to attract the attention of Buddhism and Taoism.

With Empress Pingxin covering up the secret, the one left on Yinshan Mountain will always be a trouble, so the sooner it is resolved, the better.

At the top of Yinshan Mountain, Di Ting, who was lying in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, suddenly had his mind trembled, as if he sensed that some crisis was approaching rapidly.

It subconsciously shook its ears, trying to hear where the crisis came from.
Before it could search the nine heavens and ten earths, outside the ancient temple, blood shot up into the sky, and this holy place of Buddhism was dyed red.

A 12-foot-tall Dharma Protector Vajra hurried into the hall and bowed to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who was chanting with his eyes closed: "Bodhisattva, those Asuras are challenging us again in front of the mountain!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva opened his eyes upon hearing this, and looked at Fahai Bodhisattva, Riguang Bodhisattva, his ten great disciples, and a group of Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the hall, and nodded to them:

"Sorry to trouble you all!"

"Amitabha!"

Everyone put their palms together in worship towards Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, chanted the Buddha's name, and turned into golden rays of light and went out of the temple.

"Amitabha!" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva watched the Bodhisattvas and disciples leave with a smile on his face. He continued to recite scriptures with his eyes closed and did not take the challenge in the sea of ​​blood to heart.

After all, over the past few hundred years, the demons in the blood sea have challenged the demons under Yinshan Mountain so many times that it is impossible to count them.

Even the blood sea has flooded into Yinshan more than once or twice. Yinshan is the location of his Taoist temple, and is protected by hundreds of millions of Buddhist soldiers. As long as the great Asura Kings do not take action, no matter how ferocious the blood sea Asuras are, they cannot do anything to Yinshan.
A group of Bodhisattvas came out of the small temple, all of them looked murderous and like they were trying to subdue demons.

On the top of Yinshan Mountain, hundreds of millions of Buddhist soldiers and Dharma protectors stepped out from the clouds and formed battle formations of varying sizes at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, confronting the densely packed Asuras from afar above the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood rolled up into boundless and vast waves, thousands of miles high. Countless Asura warriors stood on the crest of the tide, holding steel forks and weapons, spitting foul language and shouting curses at the Buddhist soldiers.

Among Asuras, the easiest way to judge their strength is to look at the number of their heads, arms, thighs, and how big their daily body size is.

Unlike those Rakshasa women and Asura witches, the more ferocious the appearance of an Asura warrior, the stronger his strength is.

Like those standing on the crest of the blood wave, with hundreds of heads, thousands of arms, dozens of thighs, poisonous black smoke spewing out of their mouths, flames wrapped around their bodies, and several huge dragons and snakes entangled in their bodies, they are undoubtedly some powerful Asura demon kings.

However, these Ashura Demon Kings are obviously not the ones in charge. A tall and graceful witch is surrounded by a group of great Ashuras.

Facing the large array of Buddhist soldiers ready for battle, the Asura witch in a blood-red dress still had a nonchalant smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)