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Chapter 479 As I Have Heard: Bullshit!
As they traveled along the River of Oblivion, bald monks dressed in finery slowly began to gather in all sorts of luxury cars, then stopped one by one in front of the city that resembled a crouching behemoth, and got out on foot.

Feng Xue initially thought that bringing Delis, Sarah, and Fina along might be a bit conspicuous, but he soon realized that there was no need to worry at all.

The monks in front of him were riding elephants, leading lions, and even playing with a train bento box while holding a female ghost. Compared to them, his monk, who was leading a dog, accompanied by a woman, and accompanied by an android maid, was already considered very conservative.

"Tsk, as expected of the underworld, they really know how to play tricks." Feng Xue thought to herself, but her gaze swept over the pets. Unlike Sarah, the robot dog, most of the "animals" present were actually ghosts, not animal spirits. In this worldview, animal spirits do not exist. All animals are just souls that have been put into the animal realm. The reason they have become animals is that these ghosts have completely forgotten their human form and have completely regarded themselves as animals.

This is quite common among ghosts, because their appearance largely depends on their self-perception. However, most ghosts become tall and strong, or have blue faces and fangs, and are fierce and ferocious. Such a perfect transformation into a beast is either because they have been wandering in the animal realm for dozens of lifetimes, or because someone deliberately guided them.

Feng Xue didn't seem to care much about this. He held Sarah's hand, put his arm around Delis, and followed behind Fina, who looked very obedient. They merged into the crowd and entered the city.

Those who come to Fengdu City at this time are all here to participate in the Ullambana Festival. Following the crowd, Feng Xue soon arrived at the venue of the Ullambana Festival.

only……

"This thing is a little different from what I imagined?"

Looking at the place of preaching that was completely different from the high platform Dharma assembly he had imagined, Feng Xue forcibly suppressed the twitching at the corner of his mouth. If asked why it was different from what he had imagined, he would know that this was a place of preaching.

Because this is a concert hall!
At the center is a huge performance stage surrounded by all kinds of modern lights. The moving screens that were common in concerts in the previous life have been transformed into three high walls. The stepped, divided areas are filled with a number of futons, and the boxes at the very top are undoubtedly the exclusive places for the likes of the Ten Kings of Hell.

"So, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is here to hold a concert?"

Feng Xue inwardly grumbled, but the procession continued. Although there was no ticket sales, the moment Feng Xue stepped into the venue, a mysterious guidance told him which seat he should take.

His seat was a square block about six feet in size, with four cushions inside, probably enough for a maximum of four people. Feng Xue observed the surroundings and found that most places had the same structure. Even those who brought elephants would shrink to a size that could sit on the cushions once they entered the square.

"Judging from the state of the people around me, they should all be wealthy. Their identities are either city lords or tax officials. Considering the various mounts, city lords who have more contact with ghosts are more likely to be identified. So, was my identity successfully identified as a city lord? Was it because of that appointment document? Or was it because my act of paying taxes itself fulfilled the contract?"

Feng Xue pondered the structure of the concert venue, thinking about how to achieve the best effect.

It's not that he's reckless; if he were, he wouldn't have waited until the Ullambana Festival. It's precisely because he planned to observe the quality of Ksitigarbha and the Ten Kings of Hell that he delayed until now.

"What's that guy's soul state like?"

Through their mental connection, Feng Xue once again checked on Delis's condition with Mo Ying. Although Mo Ying had answered many times before, knowing the gravity of the situation, she showed no impatience. After carefully examining her and completely draining the tiny bit of willpower that had just sprouted, she finally responded:
"She was very tight and didn't react at all. When I drew her willpower, she only trembled twice."

"That's good." Feng Xue nodded secretly, silently calculating the time.

The Ullambana Festival, also known as the Zhongyuan Festival in Taoism, is the day of extreme yin, when the gates of hell open and the souls of the dead are able to return to the human world. Even the Emperor's Dew, which occurs once every sixty years, falls on the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month.

"However, this year is the Jia Chen year in the underworld of this world, so we can't expect the Emperor's Dew anymore." That's what she said, but for Feng Xue, who can now create the Emperor's Dew, this once-anticipated treasure is no longer a necessity.

Just as Feng Xue's thoughts were in disarray, the venue gradually quieted down. It seemed that time had passed a certain point, and the environment of the underworld had suddenly changed. However, before the yin energy could rise, a magnificent and vast radiance came from afar.

In that radiance, a strange beast came stepping on light. Although it is a bit complicated to describe in detail, to put it simply, it was a cross between a lion dog and a dachshund with a horn growing on its head.

This strange beast was not the source of light, but rather it carried the source of light as it slowly approached. Only when she stepped into the venue did Feng Xue finally see clearly that the radiance was coming from the large halo behind a monk's head.

"call……"

In that instant, Feng Xue breathed a sigh of relief, because with his keen eyesight, he could immediately tell that the Ksitigarbha before him was merely a phantom god.

No, that's not accurate. It should be said that it's similar to a phantom god, some kind of divine incarnation.

This thing is essentially similar to Mo Ying; both are quasi-gods created by the combination of willpower and a specific personality template. However, Mo Ying's personality template is an ordinary ghost, while the template of this one might be a great god.

"So the original body might still be in the Western Paradise? Or perhaps it's in another plane? After all, Buddhism also has the concept of three thousand great worlds."

Thus have I heard. At one time the Buddha was...

Just as Feng Xue was pondering, a magnificent voice with extreme reverberation vibrated in her ears. Although it sounded like Chinese, it was accompanied by Sanskrit chants. Even when Feng Xue tried to think in Japanese or English, her mind would simultaneously generate corresponding translations.

As Ksitigarbha's voice rang out, the mechanical matrix stage behind him began to change, with flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses springing from the ground. What was originally a phenomenon that occurred when the Buddha preached was now completely transformed into a stage effect.

Feng Xue didn't doubt that the Ksitigarbha statue was a fake, but considering that he had spent all his budget on cryptocurrency trading, the stage effects might have been a way to save money.

Feng Xue inwardly grumbled, but secretly waited for the right opportunity. According to Gui Zhen and the others, every year on the fifteenth of the seventh month, all the forces of Buddhism would converge on the Ullambana Festival. When all the guarding forces disappeared, those fierce ghosts and ghost kings would take advantage of the massive Yin energy to go crazy and accumulate a large amount of vow power. After the Ullambana Festival, the Yin generals would then attack them, and a large amount of refined vow power could be obtained. It could be considered a kind of entrapment.

If Feng Xue originally only intended to use this opportunity to expand the influence of the pheasants, then after confirming the true quality of the Earthly Treasury, he couldn't help but feel...

"Thus have I heard: The Blessed One told the monks, 'The root of suffering for all beings lies in the relaxation of precepts and the indulgence of desires. When the senses are not restrained, and emotions and consciousness are unrestrained, suffering arises like vines entangled a tree.'"

Just as Feng Xue's thoughts were wandering, Ksitigarbha's voice entered his ears again, and these words seemed to trigger a switch, and so...

"fart!"

(End of this chapter)