The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 270: The world of mortals, the suffering of hell (two in one)

Just as Huang Hutu was gathering police officers, the originally bustling Zhenxian Temple had become quiet.

Xiao Sanxiao and a large group of fortune-telling monks from the Doctor's Palace went to the high-tech company under the leadership of two purple-robed Taoist priests, Huang Yifeng and Lin Daosheng.

These sorcerers from the ancient worldview saw the technological development of mortals for the first time. They were astonished by the virtual rules derived from binary.

The derivation of 0 and 1 is very similar to the yin and yang numbers.

All things carry the yin and embrace the yang. All changes in the universe are based on yin and yang.

Xiao Sanxiao, Clay Buddha, Zhou Yixian and others had shining eyes. Also traveling with them were experts in divination and numerology from other worlds, including Huang Yaoshi, Zhou Botong, Su Xinghe, the Nun of the South China Sea, Old Man Tianji, Young Master Nong Yue, the Hermit, Zhang Liang and others.

These people saw modern technology that presented a completely different worldview and immersed themselves in the virtual digital world. They felt greatly inspired, and the concept of the Tianji Instrument took a big step forward and even became more perfect.

Wu Gong originally came to this world, first to see with his own eyes the secrets of the ghost immortals. If he could take the Five Hells away and use them to open up the cave heaven and underworld, that would be perfect.

The second reason is to bring the talents of the Doctor's Palace to broaden their horizons. After all, this is the first modern society that Pingshan Holy Land has come into contact with. Combining it with the Internet can indeed bring some more convenient things to Tianji Instrument.

Seeing through the Kunlun Mirror that everyone had gained a lot, Wu Gong nodded with satisfaction and continued strolling on the bustling streets.

He was like an invisible ghost, walking alone among the skyscrapers in Taiwan.

The hustle and bustle of traffic, busy pedestrians, young men and women in love, repeatedly played screen advertisements, and the aroma of food wafting through the streets and alleys.

The various aspects of life in the world, rolled up in the red dust, made him feel dazed, as if he had returned to the world before his reincarnation.

I used to be like those pedestrians waiting for the traffic lights, coming and going in a hurry, working from nine to five, living in a daze.

But now, everything is different.

Reincarnated as a six-winged celestial centipede, obtained a sign-in system, obtained countless treasures, and grasped immortality. The eternal and beautiful future has just begun.

He shortened the distance to an inch, and with one step, he was already at the end of the street from the beginning.

Realizing that the mundane world that once troubled me is ultimately just a part of the scenery on the road to immortality.

Looking at the world from a different angle, Wu Gong's state of mind improved dramatically, and he smiled:
"Break the jade cage and the phoenix flies away; unlock the golden lock and the dragon escapes."

"Everything is different now."

Just then, a sharp and piercing siren sounded.

Drop~Woo~Drop~Woo~
Wu Gong looked up and saw police cars driving into the Central World Building, with yellow fire and soil inside.

Watching the police car going away, Wu Gong shook his head: "The puppets are dancing, and the strings are being manipulated behind the scenes."

"Although the magic of the immortals is not able to destroy the heavens and the earth, they can gather and disperse at will, and enter and exit the netherworld, which is beyond the imagination of mortals."

"However, the two purple-robed Taoist priests are busy, so it is inconvenient for Zhenxian Temple to receive guests right now, and it will save you from losing your lives in vain."

With a finger, a flash of spiritual light appeared, which sent a message to the descending Earth Guardian Vajra, and Wu Gong no longer paid attention to the matter.

The Zhenxian Temple is guarded by Vajra, so even if Huang Hutu uses a cannon to bombard it, he cannot get in. As for how Xie Yali can help Huang Hutu become an immortal, it should not be difficult for the Xianyou faction who are good at illusions.

After cleansing his heart with the mundane world, Wu Gong originally planned to visit the ancestral temple of Zhengyi Taoism, but he did not expect that Chen Yulou had already returned.

As a space door opened, Chen Yulou walked out of the Netherworld and came in front.

"Your Excellency, I have met the Lord of the Five Hells, Huang Shang, and have personally handed over the visiting card."

"Well, what do you think?"

The two flew into the sky and arrived at the top of a tall building.

Above the nine heavens, the sky is clear and blue, the breeze is gentle, and the clouds are rolling and unrolling.

There are a lot of people walking around under the building, coming and going in a hurry, busy as hell.

Chen Yulou looked at those pedestrians who were rushing around for a living, and thought of himself when he was still in the world of tomb raiders. After a pause, he said:
"Huang Shang was overjoyed to hear that the Immortal Lord had arrived. He was willing to offer the Five Hells to join Pingshan, but he had a request."

"Ok?"

"He wants to ask the Immortal Venerable to show mercy and make a great donation for the ghosts in hell."

Wu Gong looked up in surprise: "Big donation?"

Chen Yulou confirmed: "Yes, this is Huang Shang's only request, and he seems to be very anxious."

"Great Alms" Wu Gong silently recited these three words, frowning.

Huang Shang is a Taoist immortal who has achieved enlightenment through the Xianyou school. His principles of conduct are naturally in accordance with the Taoist philosophy of tranquility, inaction and benefiting all living beings.

Among these, great charity is one of the means to help all living beings, and it is also a high-end means.

Unlike other fasting and offering rituals, great almsgiving is a ritual reserved for those who have truly attained enlightenment or even become immortals.

When making a large donation, it must be done in the presence of the witnesses of heaven, earth, and man, and one must use great magical powers, great compassion, and great merit to dissolve the hostility of heaven and earth, liberate evil spirits and wronged souls, and even save all living beings.

This kind of grand ritual is recorded in the Nine Heavens Dao Sutra and is considered common sense. However, if you want to make a great donation, there is an extremely harsh condition, which is that your compassion must be true compassion, and not donation for the sake of merit.

In Taoism and even Buddhism, giving alms is a way to gain merit.

Many practitioners will intentionally make donations in order to gain merit.

Heaven and earth do not care what sentient beings think; they only care what sentient beings do.

But great charity is different. It needs to be in harmony with the three elements. If there is no true compassion, the three elements of heaven, earth and man will not recognize it, and everything will be false.

"Why would he want me to make a big donation? To test my background?"

Wu Gong couldn't understand Huang Shang's purpose in doing this.

If you want to test whether you are a compassionate immortal god, then this method is indeed effective. Evil people have no mercy.

But even Huang Shang himself was born into a heterodox sect and did not belong to the orthodox sect. There must be other deeper meanings behind this.

After thinking for a while, Wu Gong asked Chen Yulou, "What did you see when you entered the Five Prisons?"

Chen Yulou's face changed, as if he remembered some horrifying scene. He was about to speak but was interrupted.

"Forget it. Judging from your appearance, there must be something wrong there. Let's go. I'll go and take a look myself."

hum!
Without using any magical power to penetrate the dark, the Kunlun Mirror appeared and directly pierced through the boundaries of the Five Hells. The two of them turned into rays of light and disappeared into the void.

In an instant, they arrived at the icy hell.

It’s cold, bone-chilling cold, a cold that freezes the souls of all living things.

This is a world made of ice. Everything as far as the eye can see is endless ice.

In this endless icy land, countless evil spirits are wriggling.

They are barefoot and naked, filling every inch of the glacier, like lush weeds in the wilderness, too numerous to count at a glance.

The evil ghost's body was covered with frozen blisters and frozen pus and blood. The wounds were frozen and split into four or eight petals, which looked like green lotus flowers on the outside and red flesh and blood on the inside, like red lotus flowers. There were also many iron insects pecking at the wounds.

Densely packed evil spirits were slowly wriggling in the bitter cold wind, like maggots, making rustling sounds.

The sounds were connected together, and were strange and painful. Listening to them made one's scalp tingle and one's heart filled with pity.

"My Immortal Lord, this is the Ice Hell, one of the Five Hells." Chen Yulou said in a serious tone, somewhat unwilling to look at those squirming evil spirits.

Tragic, too tragic.

He had never seen such cruelty.

Even though he had seen it once before, and even knew clearly that these evil ghosts were trying to atone for the sins he had committed in his previous life, he still couldn't bear to look at them.

Wu Gong also looked at him with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice: "All retributions are caused by karma. All results are caused by causes."

"What Zhenjun said is absolutely true."

A strange voice sounded, and before they knew it, a middle-aged Taoist appeared in front of the two of them.

He wore the robes of the Five Hells, a lotus crown on his head, and held a jade sceptre in his hand. He bowed to Wu Gong:

"Xianyou, Huang Shang, I greet Master Hongyuan Wanmiao Daoyi."

"Are you Huang Shang? The Lord of the Five Prisons?" Wu Gong looked at the old Taoist in front of him.

I saw that there was also a halo hanging behind his head, but unlike Wu Gong's mysterious light, his was dark yellow in color, and carried a deep sense of compassion.

This is the Golden Wheel of Merit, bestowed by Heaven and Earth, and only those with great merit can possess it.

Huang Shang bowed again with a smile on his face: "I dare not call myself the master of the Five Prisons. I just sorted out the chaos of the Five Prisons by chance for a few years."

As he spoke, he bowed to Chen Yulou and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, before you left, I told you that we would meet soon."

"My fellow Taoist is very smart." Chen Yulou said dryly.

Huang Shang shook his head: "It's not that I'm so smart, but the real master is a real cultivator. When he hears about the great charity, he will definitely go to hell himself."

Wu Gong raised his eyebrows: "I would like to hear the details."

Huang Shang's gaze shifted to the evil ghosts who were freezing on the glacier ground, his eyes revealing pity, and he sighed and said:

"I have communicated with Daoist Chen before, and heard that in the Aquarius Heaven Realm opened up by the True Lord, there are no hells or evil spirits, and all people can practice and live forever. I am very envious."

"You must have never been to hell before, so you don't know the sufferings of hell."

He pointed to the endless glacier and explained, "The Ice Hell is also known as the Eight Cold Hells."

"The eight colds are blistering, blister cracking, anisita, jasper, tiger-tiger, blue lotus, red lotus, and great red lotus."

"After being frozen, the sentient beings in this hell develop blisters on their bodies. In the biting cold, the blisters burst, oozing pus and blood. They are in extreme pain. They scream in pain and distortion, "Aqiuqiu", or "Jiangjianpo" or "Huhupo". Some have their wounds frozen into four petals, the outside like a blue lotus, some frozen into eight petals, the inside like a red lotus, and even worse, sixteen petals, like a big red lotus."

Wu Gong and Chen Yulou looked in the direction Huang Shang had described, and indeed saw that the evil spirits on the glacier were all being tortured in this way.

In fact, Wu Gong is not unfamiliar with hell.

The Netherworld is recorded in almost every Taoist book, but not in such detail. There are only general descriptions. And even with the description, it is far less shocking than seeing it with one's own eyes.

This is the ultimate torture for a living being after death, and is feared by all non-immortal beings in the world.

This is because even a saint cannot say that he has lived a life without any mistakes or flaws in his personal morality.

According to the standards of hell, if one has poor personal morals, then he has met the conditions for going to hell. Just the Ice Prison is so terrifying, not to mention the other hells.

Wu Gong remained silent, feeling pity rising in his heart.

He was a human in his previous life and a demon in this life. Although he has gained immortality and is not threatened by death, he still feels compassion for his own kind.

Whether human or demon, they are all part of the vast living beings and the spirits in heaven and earth. They all have souls and will fall under the jurisdiction of hell and death.

The six realms of reincarnation: the heaven realm, the human realm, the Asura realm, the animal realm, the hungry ghost realm, and the hell realm. Counting back nine lives and nine generations, how many people dare to say that they are still human?
Huang Shang kept a close eye on the changes in Wu Gong's expression, and felt greatly relieved when he saw his compassion and pity.

"Very good, very good, the True Lord is indeed a true Taoist practitioner." He was overjoyed, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally fell back into his chest.

Before this, he suddenly heard a message from his disciple Miaozhen saying that immortals and gods had descended from the heavens, which completely overturned his three views.

He was a cultivator from the Song Dynasty, the oldest cultivator still active in this world, and also the last cultivator still lingering around and maintaining world stability.

At the end of the Dharma catastrophe, the immortals and gods disappeared and left. This world was just a broken ship, and he was one of the few sailors left.

He is not a compassionate person, but he has no way to leave, so he has been staying in the Five Hells until now.

However, problems began to arise in the Five Hells.

After Huang Shang confirmed that Wu Gong was not some inhumane demon cultivator, he said bluntly: "True Lord, I am willing to donate the core of the Five Hells to join Pingshan, but there is a big problem in the Five Hells. If there is no great donation to save the endless evil ghosts, the world will be overturned and all spirits will perish soon."

He presented the jade sceptre in his hand without any reluctance.

This is a jade sceptre of five colors, each with the name of the five hells engraved on it. It is a symbol of authority.

Wu Gong did not go to pick up the jade gui. He just looked at Huang Shang deeply and said, "Take me to see the Five Prisons."

Huang Shang's eyes flashed with surprise. He knew that things had taken a turn for the better. He bowed and led the way: "Master, please."

He waved the five-colored jade sceptre, and a path opened up, with blazing flames gushing out from inside, and opposite was the hell of fire.

Heat, the heat that burns the body and soul, is the exact opposite of the icy hell.

This is a scorched earth world with gushing flames and magma everywhere. Everyone's skin is burned and cracked, and evil spirits like charred corpses are walking on tiptoe in the flames.

The hoarse wails were carried back and forth by the hot wind, just as horrific and just as dense, like gravel in a sea of ​​fire, with no end in sight.

There was a burning smell in Wu Gong's nostrils and miserable cries in his ears.

After staying for a while, they went to the Intestine-pulling Prison, Heart-digging Prison, and Tongue-pulling Prison.

These hells are more miserable than each other, especially the last three, which really make people tremble in their hearts and feel as if they are falling into an icy cave.

The countless intestines, hearts, and tongues piled together, the pus and blood merged into a sea of ​​blood, so terrifying that even the soul trembled.

The more they looked, the more silent Wu Gong became, and the same went for Chen Yulou and Huang Shang.

After a long while, after looking through the five prisons, Wu Gong exhaled a breath of foul air, relieved a little of the depression in his heart, and asked:

"Huang Shang, there are too many evil spirits in the Five Hells. Some of their karma has been redeemed. The world has its own order. Why don't they enter reincarnation?"

Huang Shang was silent, his face full of bitterness, he fell to his knees with a plop and said sadly:
"True Lord, there is no reincarnation. It has been gone for a long time."

"If you lose three of the six realms, except for the human realm, which cannot be separated, only the useless hell realm and animal realm are left."

(End of this chapter)