Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Unfortunately, its fate had come to an end. Even if it successfully transformed into a dragon, it could not escape death. After death, a wisp of dragon soul floated straight towards the underworld.

After swallowing the entire body of the white-scaled carp, the red carp in the pond seemed to have reached a critical turning point in its fate. It suddenly jumped high and tried to transform into a dragon!
Unfortunately, before it could complete the transformation, Ying Zheng raised his hand and a powerful force instantly killed it.

After killing the red carp, Ying Zheng held its soul in his hand, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, and he seemed to be in deep thought.

"Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng?" Zhen Yuanzi asked Ying Zheng subconsciously when he saw this. He noticed that Ying Zheng seemed to be in a trance, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"The red carp and the white carp were both born in the same pond and should be like brothers and sisters. But the red carp is so cruel and merciless, committing such a vicious act. Its vicious nature is really shocking." Taoist Hongyun couldn't help but sigh.

Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi were born as innate companions. Zhenyuanzi was transformed from his innate spiritual roots, and Hongyun was a cloud that accompanied his spiritual roots. After the two transformed, they became close friends and brothers, and never thought of hurting each other for the sake of profit.

Even when Hong Yun got the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Zhen Yuanzi was not jealous at all, but always helped him wholeheartedly. It was also because of Zhen Yuanzi's selfless help that Hong Yun was able to escape death and survive in many disasters.

Thinking of this, and looking at the scene of the red carp and the white carp killing each other in front of him, Hongyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Just kill this evil fish, there's no need to bother with it anymore." Zhen Yuanzi said casually to Ying Zheng.

However, as soon as Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, Ying Zheng sighed slightly and said, "It seems that this is also its destined fate."

In fact, the reason why Ying Zheng hesitated was that he was struggling with whether to let the red carp reincarnate, because this decision would involve a cause and effect in the future.

From a personal emotional perspective, Ying Zheng really didn't want this red carp to reincarnate. But the laws of nature run, and cause and effect cycle, everything seems to have been predetermined. So, he was quite hesitant about whether to change this matter.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi's casual words were like a plea for the red carp from somewhere in the dark.

After letting out a light sigh, Ying Zheng snapped his fingers, releasing the soul of the red carp, allowing it to go to the netherworld to be reincarnated.

"Am I involved in karma?" Seeing Ying Zheng's actions, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly realized.

"It is true that I have caused a cause and effect." Ying Zheng nodded and continued, "But you are a saint, and saints are not involved in cause and effect, so this is just a small matter, and you don't have to worry about it."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew, of course, that saints were not involved in cause and effect, but when he thought about how he had accidentally caused such an incident, he still felt helpless.

Cause and effect karma, in the dark, sometimes a person's every move may lead to some unpredictable consequences. Even a saint may sometimes feel helpless when faced with such a situation.

With Ying Zheng's profound Taoism, he naturally saw everything clearly.

After the white carp is reincarnated, it will have a great opportunity to devote itself to the way of heaven and be born in the emperor's family. She will be the future Princess Longji.

As for the red carp, it will become Hong Jin after reincarnation.

In this life, Hong Jin bit to death the white carp of Princess Longji's previous life, but the cause and effect between them did not end there. In the next life, Hong Jin will be closely entangled with Princess Longji.

In a sense, Princess Longji was indeed unlucky. However, this was a cause and effect that had been predestined in the dark, and it was determined by the laws of heaven.

"Such an arrangement really makes people feel depressed." Ying Zheng thought for a moment, and still felt very sorry for the future Princess Longji.

"Lingzhuzi!" Ying Zheng called out.

As his shout fell, Ling Zhuzi, dressed as a girl, hurried forward and said respectfully, "Master Shenzun, what do you want?"

Previously, Ling Zhuzi had leaked some secrets to Taiyi Zhenren, and was severely punished by Ying Zheng. The punishment was to wear women's clothes for 10,000 years. This made him laugh in front of many disciples of the Wa Palace, and he was very depressed.

Ling Zhuzi was born with a delicate face. Although he was a man, his appearance was almost the same as that of a woman. Now that he had changed into women's clothes, he looked even more charming than those flower fairies who were transformed from fairy flowers and herbs.

"Lingzhuzi, remember, if you meet a man named Hong Jin in the future, no matter what he says or what others say, you should just kill him." Ying Zheng ordered solemnly.

"Yes!" Although Ling Zhuzi didn't understand why Ying Zheng did this, he still answered respectfully, "Disciple, remember this, if you meet this person named Hong Jin in the future, you must kill him."

"Yeah." Ying Zheng nodded slightly to show his approval.

Sure enough, after Ying Zheng gave instructions to Lingzhuzi, the mysterious cause and effect of the heavenly law changed instantly and developed in an elusive direction.

Once the established cause and effect is changed, the direction of many things in the future will become unpredictable. This is also the reason why Ying Zheng hesitated before.

However, he had minimized the impact of this change as much as possible by letting Lingzhuzi, the person who was destined to participate in the catastrophe in the future, take action.

As the saying goes, "The Way of Heaven is forty-nine, and one escapes." The person who is destined to suffer the calamity is the "one" that escapes, which is itself full of variables and infinite uncertainties.

Therefore, letting Lingzhuzi take action will not cause too much impact on the entire cause-and-effect system.

"My two fellow Taoists, we have lost interest in fishing today. It so happens that the Linghua wine I brewed a few days ago is already ready. How about we go and have a few drinks together?" Ying Zheng turned around and extended an invitation to Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hongyun.

"That's great!" Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hongyun's eyes suddenly lit up when they heard it.

The two of them liked to drink, not to mention the spiritual flower wine brewed by Ying Zheng himself. There was no telling how many rare spiritual flowers and fruits were added to this wine. Such precious spiritual wine was hard to find even with a lantern, so they naturally would not miss such a good opportunity.

"Haha, in that case, please come in, fellow Taoists." Ying Zheng said with a smile.

"Please!" Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hongyun also responded with a smile.

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The far west, the Western world.

Once upon a time, when the two saints from the West were in charge, Lingshan Mountain was sacred and majestic, with shining Buddha light. Now it has become unrecognizable, with only a bare mountain top left.

The bodhi trees, banana trees and other sacred trees that were originally planted on the mountain had long been looted and uprooted. Even the precious beads inlaid on the beams of the house were plucked out and taken away without leaving a single one.

Some even uprooted the entire palace, refined it, and kept it in their pockets. In this way, the sacred and extraordinary Lingshan Mountain in the past has now become a barren and bald mountain.

"Too poor! Too poor!"

On Lingshan Mountain, at the door of an adobe house that looked like it would collapse at any time, sat a shabby monk. He knocked the ground with his torn soles, mumbling to himself, with a sallow complexion and a miserable look. However, the monk was quite fat, with a big round belly.

"Buddha, could you please stop chanting? We are poor, and everyone knows that. But you keep chanting like this, and my ears are almost getting calluses from you!" A monk with a dark face and a thin body could not help but complain.

"That's right! Buddha, we are miserable enough now, can you please stop nagging us?" The other monks also started to complain.

This fat monk is none other than Maitreya Buddha, who was once a disciple of Cundi, one of the two saints in the West, and is also one of the most powerful beings in Western religions.

It's a pity that the two saints of the West have now fallen. Faced with the plunderers coming from all directions, even someone as strong as Maitreya Buddha can only watch them looting and plundering at will without any ability to fight back.

Facing the accusations from everyone, Maitreya Buddha touched his bald head awkwardly and muttered quietly: "I just feel aggrieved!"

As he spoke, he raised his head, looked up at the sky, sighed deeply, and said with emotion: "When will this hard time end?"

He looked around the entire mountain. The once solemn and magnificent palaces had long disappeared, and now only a few rickety and dilapidated houses remained.

The incense of Western religion has also become extremely rare. Looking at the entire world, only in the bitter and cold area in the far west are there people who still believe in Western religion. Apart from these, there are almost no other believers of Western religion.

"Oh, Buddha!" ​​The monks around all had sad faces and sighed helplessly.

Even the two saints of the Western Church were killed by the God. As long as the God is still around, how can the Western Church have a chance to turn things around? !

"Buddha, why don't we move away from here. There is nothing left of Lingshan now, only the word "poverty". There is no point in us staying here and guarding this poor place. How about we move Lingshan to Dongsheng Continent or Nanshanbu Continent?" a monk suggested to Maitreya Buddha.

"Yes! This senior brother is absolutely right!" The eyes of all the monks lit up immediately and they all expressed their agreement.

"I think it would be a good idea for us to move to the Southern Continent. After all, we all have the cultivation of Taiyi Daoshu, and you, the Buddha, are even a Daluo Jinxian. Although it is not realistic for us to revive Mahayana Buddhism with our abilities, it should be no problem for us to find a richer place and rule the country."

"That's right! Those monsters and ghosts can occupy the mountains and live happily, why can't we?"

"If you ask me, going to Dongsheng Shenzhou is not bad either."

"I think it's all right. When we get there, we can also preach Buddhism to people."

"Being a wizard, helping people pray for blessings and ward off disasters, and earning some money from incense offerings would be nice."

The monks started talking one after another.

However, this time Maitreya Buddha waved his ragged sleeves fiercely and shouted, "What's right? The ancients said that poverty and humbleness cannot change one's life. Have you forgotten that?!"

"Hmph! This Lingshan area is the blessed land of our Western religion. The two Buddhas attained enlightenment and became saints here. No matter what, we must not abandon this land!" Maitreya Buddha said firmly.

"I have a feeling that as long as we hold on to this sacred mountain, one day, Mahayana Buddhism will be able to see through the clouds and fog!" Maitreya Buddha vowed, squinting his eyes, with a deep light flashing in his eyes.

As the future Buddha of Western religion, he can indeed foresee some signs of the future.

But as soon as he said this, the monks around him shook their heads and sighed, looking at him as if he was an unrealistic, dreaming madman.

At this moment, something unexpected happened on Lingshan Mountain. The huge mountaintop shook violently, and a peaceful yet penetrating voice suddenly sounded:
"I have attained the status of a quasi-saint!"

As the voice spread, a thousand-foot-long Buddha light suddenly bloomed on Lingshan Mountain. In the dazzling Buddha light, a figure slowly emerged with his feet on a golden lotus.

Under the reflection of the brilliant Buddha's light, various Buddhist sounds and Zen chants wafted around, making the Lingshan Mountain, which was almost deserted and looked like a barren mountain, sacred and solemn again, full of glory.

“It’s Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!”

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has attained the status of a quasi-saint!"

"Haha, from now on, our Western Church has one more quasi-saint. Let's see who dares to bully us!"

Upon seeing this, the many monks on Lingshan Mountain were immediately overjoyed and cheered.

Although the emergence of a quasi-saint cannot fundamentally reverse the current decline of Western religions, it can at least prevent them from being bullied and trampled upon as before.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is truly the hope of our Western religion!" Maitreya Buddha also laughed and stood up from the ground.

However, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who was in the Buddha's light at this time, looked around the entire Lingshan Mountain and suddenly burst into tears, lamenting: "The Dharma is boundless, but the suffering of sentient beings is like an endless sea of ​​suffering. In the netherworld, countless sentient beings are trapped in suffering and cannot be liberated. I wish to go to hell!"

After saying this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stepped on the ground, looked up at the heaven, and loudly made a great vow: "Today I make a great vow that I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty!"

In an instant, the way of heaven was shaken, and boundless merits poured down like heavy rain.

However, facing this huge amount of merit that fell from the sky, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not take it for himself. He just waved his hand lightly, and the merit fell on Lingshan Mountain. In the blink of an eye, the whole Lingshan Mountain was rejuvenated.

In the earth, the spiritual veins that had been completely destroyed revived again, and spiritual energy continued to flow out.

A large number of Ganoderma lucidum emerged from the ground and grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Those dilapidated adobe houses were transformed into magnificent and solemn Buddhist temples in the blink of an eye!
The entire Lingshan Mountain was once again shrouded in a layer of dazzling and sacred golden light.

After doing all this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not say another word, but just jumped and jumped straight into the depths of the underworld.

The netherworld opened up instantly, and the sacred and dazzling golden light fell all the way down, reaching the deepest part of the netherworld. (End of this chapter)