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Chapter 361 Bodhisattva’s detailed explanation
Looking at the bottomless circular pit at her feet, Yan Chixia's open mouth could not be closed for a long time.

Obviously, this scene of Godzilla destroying the City of Death greatly shocked local Yan Chixia.

Of course, if he came back to his senses at this time and took a look at the expression on Zhao Lihe's face, he would know that it was not only the locals who were shocked, but also the outsiders who had never seen such a scene.

Although he had long known that Bailang was the second strongest player in the Traveler Alliance, this was the first time that Zhao Lihe saw him take action with his own eyes.

And it's not the kind of playful attack, it's a serious and serious formal battle.

...This is a waste of time!

The city in the underworld built by the legendary Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was so easily wiped out by Bailang using brute force?
Looking at the bottomless black circular pit, Zhao Lihe deeply understood what it means to defeat all methods with one force.

All the Taoism, Dharma, Techniques, and Weapons with all their bells and whistles can be destroyed by this uncle with just one blow!
Bai Lang raised his head and looked at Zhao Lihe and Yan Chixia triumphantly.

"How about it, Lao Zhao, is it enough to relieve your anger?"

"..."

Zhao Lihe came to his senses and nodded quickly.

Enough is enough, no more, any more will really cause trouble!

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from the dark pit.

The next second, a strong death aura rose up from the pit, mixed with the howls of countless innocent ghosts.

Yan Chixia suddenly came back to her senses and shouted quickly: "Oh no, the City of Wasted Death is a city that contains the souls of people who have died in vain. Countless ghosts of the underworld are suppressed under it. Brother Bai destroyed the City of Wasted Death, and was suppressed by the Town of Wasted Death. The evil spirits and evil ghosts are about to escape!"

"what?!"

Zhao Lihe's pupils shrank and he felt something bad.

Bailang looked surprised: "What, haven't these evil ghosts been purified by my nuclear holy light?"

What strange concerns do you have?
Is this the important question now?
The corners of Zhao Lihe's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but ask: "Old Bai, how much force did you use?"

Bai Lang blinked and said cautiously: "It's not much, at most less than half..."

"Less than half?!"

Zhao Lihe's voice suddenly raised eight tones.

He still remembers his elder brother's comment that the energy in Bailang's body has reached the point where it can explode into stars. Although it is only a natural satellite like the moon that surrounds the earth, it is still a planet after all!

You know, the mass of the moon is as high as 7.342×10 kilograms, which is equivalent to more than one percent of the earth.

Let’s not mention how big this underworld is at the moment, but this city of futile death is definitely not comparable to the moon.

The half of the energy output by Bailang not only destroyed the old demon of Black Mountain and crushed the City of Fusi, but also penetrated the underworld and possibly even broke the seal set by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva himself.

Bai Lang said aggrievedly: "I wonder how strong this old Black Mountain monster is when he is so confident and threatens to take away my body. Who knew this guy was so weak? I just used a little force and he was gone... "

"..."

Zhao Lihe's cheek muscles twitched.

He knew that the idiot Black Mountain Old Demon must have discovered that Bai Lang had no magic power and thought that Bai Lang was just a physically powerful monster, so he boasted that he wanted to take Bai Lang's body.

But what the old demon from Black Mountain never expected was that Bai Lang's body would be so powerful.

The energy contained in his body alone easily destroyed his spells, and also wiped out the city of futile death that he had refined into his original form, leaving him with nothing but powerful mana and abilities, but no chance to use them. .

At this point, it is meaningless to review the situation. Let's think about how to deal with the current situation first.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Lihe asked: "What should we do now?"

Bai Lang was eager to try: "How about I use another nuclear energy holy light to purify all these wronged souls and ghosts?"

"no!"

"No!"

The voices of Zhao Lihe and Yan Chixia sounded in unison.

Yan Chixia smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Bai, don't be impulsive. The souls suppressed in this town were all people who died in vain. The old demon from Black Mountain only selected the ones with the most resentment and ghost energy among them as ghost soldiers, and most of the rest died unjustly." The soul of the dead."

"If these dead souls dissipate their grievances in the future, they will be reincarnated as humans again."

"It's okay if you...purify part of the city. If you purify all of it, it will affect the normal six paths of reincarnation in this world..."

Bailang frowned and said, "So, wouldn't I have accidentally killed some good people?"

"Strictly speaking, it is indeed possible."

Yan Chixia nodded with a strange look on her face.

Although she already knew that Bai Lang was Zhao Lihe's friend, when she heard such righteous words from this terrifying monster, Yan Chixia still had the illusion that her outlook on life was shattered and her world was collapsing.

"But you can think about it from another angle." Yan Chixia comforted, "The City of Wrong Death has been occupied by the old demon from Black Mountain. Those ghost soldiers with the most evil spirit are his minions who help the evil spirit. There are very few innocent souls in the city, and there are some. You have suffered so much from them, and by purifying them, you can relieve them to a certain extent..."

Bailang thought for a while and felt that what Yan Chixia said made sense, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I feel much better after hearing what you said."

Yan Chixia forced a smile, and then quickly said: "The top priority is to deal with the innocent souls who are about to escape. Brother Zhao, Brother Bai, you two have far greater magical powers than me. Is there a way to suppress the innocent souls in the town instead of killing them in vain?"

"..."

Zhao Lihe and Bailang looked at each other.

The abilities of both of them were cultivated for fighting.

It would be fine if they wanted them to destroy the ghosts, but there is really nothing they can do about this suppression.Seeing that the two of them were silent, Yan Chixia understood what they meant.

He sighed, took out a copy of the "Diamond Sutra", and said seriously: "Yan has a copy of the "Diamond Sutra", which was written by an expert. It has endless magical uses. It can be used to subjugate demons, and can also be recited for salvation. Dead souls.”

"If you two brothers have no other choice, please protect me!"

"I will recite this sutra and try my best to save all the souls of the dead under the city..."

Before he finished speaking, black smoke emerged from the deep pit and rose violently.

There are countless innocent souls among them, and they are so densely packed that it is daunting.

Zhao Lihe felt his scalp numb and couldn't help turning his head to look at Yan Chixia.

"Brother Yan, are you sure?"

"……Sure!"

Yan Chixia swallowed, gritted her teeth and said, "At this point, the arrow is on the string and we have to take action!"

"Besides, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

"bring it on!"

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!"

Yan Chixia bit her fingertips, drew a blood talisman, borrowed magic power, and then used the divine sword to sit cross-legged in the sky above the black smoke.

The "Diamond Sutra" levitated out of thin air and unfolded, revealing the golden Sanskrit characters on the pages.

Yan Chixia's body was covered with golden light, as if the Buddha had come into the world. Her expression seemed happy, angry, kind and compassionate, and she kept reciting the scriptures in front of her.

"Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra, this is what I heard..."

As Yan Chixia recited softly, the Sanskrit words on the page burst out with dazzling Buddha light.

The Buddha's light shines all over the place, dispersing the black smoke and calming down all the innocent souls who were illuminated.

Looking at the innocent souls with calm and peaceful faces and dissipated resentment on their bodies, Zhao Lihe couldn't help but sigh.

He could feel that after rounds of battles and repeated attempts to use magic, Yan Chixia's body was exhausted. If she were to forcefully hold on and save all such a large number of wronged souls, she would probably be killed on the spot, or even their souls would be scattered.

Zhao Lihe naturally didn't want to see such a scene happen, but he had no other choice.

He tried reciting the scriptures, but there was no response. Obviously not everyone can use this Buddhist treasure.

Only true Buddhist practitioners, or those who practice both Buddhism and Taoism like Yan Chixia, can use the power of scriptures to transcend the souls of the dead.

Zhao Lihe sighed, waved his hand and scattered golden thunder, which intertwined into a net to protect Yan Chixia.

Bailang took out the gray mist coin and introduced the gray mist into Yan Chixia's body, maintaining his last vestige of life.

Looking at Yan Chixia who was paying no attention to the Buddha's light and was concentrating on chanting sutras, Bailang whispered: "If it doesn't work, just call the boss!"

Zhao Lihe said angrily: "Do you think I didn't scream?"

"Ah?" Bai Lang looked at Zhao Lihe in shock, "Can the boss come through?"

Zhao Lihe shook his head and said: "I don't know, maybe there was something wrong and I couldn't receive my message."

Bai Lang frowned and said, "Then what should we do? We can't really watch Master Yan lose his soul, right?"

As he said this, Bai Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone is responsible for what he does. I was the one who caused this disaster, so let me..."

"Don't make trouble!"

Before they finished speaking, an angry voice sounded from the hearts of the two of them.

Zhao Lihe and Bai Lang's eyes lit up and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Boss/Big Brother?!"

Zhao Lihe quickly asked: "Brother, where are you?"

Lin Zhongtian smiled and sent the message: "I'm chatting with friends outside... Lihe, Lao Bai, don't worry about the underworld. Yan Chixia has her own destiny. Just do what you should do and don't do unnecessary things." .”

"..."

Zhao Lihe and Bai Lang looked at each other, their hearts moved, and they seemed to understand something.

With Lin Zhongtian's instructions, the two of them seemed to have received a reassurance. They stopped worrying and began to concentrate on protecting Yan Chixia.

At the same time, outside the underworld, Lin Zhongtian was exuding silver light and floating in the dark void.

Beside him, there is a nun holding a pearl in his left hand, a tin staff in his right hand, wearing a red cassock, standing on a thousand-leaf green lotus.

Seeing Lin Zhongtian turn around, the nun smiled, saluted slightly and said, "Thank you so much, donor."

"It doesn't matter!" Lin Zhongtian said with a smile, "As the saying goes, this face is all mutual. Bodhisattva, if you are willing to give me face, I will definitely give you face too - but I am still curious about why this world has changed. Like this?"

"How come those incarnations of the underworld's gods and powers have disappeared?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sighed after hearing this, and said helplessly: "It's not all that monkey."

"Oh?!" Lin Zhongtian became interested and said calmly, "What kind of monkey? Bodhisattva, please explain in detail!"

(End of this chapter)