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Chapter 160 Bodhisattva Form, Vajra Form

"The name Ksitigarbha has two meanings: destroying evil and revealing righteousness. 'Earth' can sustain all things, representing great compassion and forbearance; 'garbha' contains precious minerals, symbolizing the Vajra wisdom of cutting through obstacles..."

As the Buddhist scriptures say, the Ksitigarbha mask on Zhou Sheng's face at this moment also exhibits these two changes.

As soon as he had a thought, the compassionate image on the left side quickly spread and covered the entire mask. This was the image of a Buddha who had attained enlightenment only after all sentient beings had been liberated.

At this moment, Zhou Sheng's heart suddenly became extremely calm, and he entered an extremely strange state, as if he could hear the pain and lamentation of thousands of evil spirits in their howls.

Even in hell, it feels like a Zen grove.

The image of Ksitigarbha Buddha can subdue the resentment of evil spirits and help sentient beings escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

When he had another thought, the Vajra image on his right cheek began to spread and eventually covered the entire face.

Mighty and wrathful, forever suppressing the netherworld.

As stated in the Ksitigarbha Sutra, "He manifests an extremely terrifying form for evil beings, like a great fire wheel raining down, causing them to fear their sins and repent."

Unlike the great compassion and courage shown in the Buddha's form, once the wrathful form of the Vajra Warrior was revealed, Zhou Sheng felt as if there were raging flames in his heart, burning his internal organs like hot irons.

Flame patterns appeared in the pupils beneath the mask, radiating intense light.

The Bodhisattva's appearance signifies salvation without killing.

The Vajra form only kills, never saves.

Both forms of Dharma have their own mysteries, and Zhou Sheng has only just begun to understand them. But regardless of which one it is, both consume a great deal of magical power.

Only when the two aspects of the face are balanced, with the left face representing compassion and the right face representing Vajra, is the consumption of magical power minimal, allowing it to be worn for a long time.

Reaching out, Zhou Sheng removed the Ksitigarbha mask, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

This mask is undoubtedly more precious and mysterious than the general's official head mask. In any case, this choice was a great success.

"Thank you, City Lord. This junior will take his leave."

Zhou Sheng behaved with great respect and humility. After all, having received the mask, he was, in a sense, accepting the city lord's "recruitment."

He would definitely try his best to win over this mysterious and powerful city lord, and not easily become his enemy.

Hua Jiulang did not open his eyes, leaning against the lotus platform as if he had fallen asleep, but his voice still echoed in the cave.

“Take good care of this mask, and also…”

"On the thirtieth day of each month, you may wear this mask and enter the core area of ​​the Ghost Market at midnight. If there is no thirtieth day in a month, you will not be able to enter."

After saying this, Hua Jiulang fell silent, and only the lotus platform floated gently in the air.

"I've taken note."

Zhou Sheng bowed respectfully, then slowly took his leave. As soon as he stepped out of the cave, he appeared at the door of his home in Xunyang City.

Looking back, the cave entrance was no longer visible; instead, there were houses of varying heights.

The moonlight was serene, and the cicadas sang quietly.

It seems that the mysterious Golden Cave can lead to any place in the human world.

"call!"

Zhou Sheng let out a sigh of relief, a hint of exhaustion in his eyes, and said with emotion, "It's finally over."

Tonight's battle was incredibly difficult. We beheaded the Great General, destroyed the remnant soul of the Tiger God, and had to deal with both the Yinshan Ghost King and the City Lord at the same time.

He had to be on edge at all times, afraid that any mistake would lead to total failure.

Ultimately, it comes down to his own lack of strength, which is why he had to resort to using others to do his dirty work.

If he had hundreds of years of cultivation and was a powerful being who had survived the Heavenly Tribulation, why would he go to such lengths to devise a plan? It would have been much easier to just kill him with a single blow.

The next step is to continue improving our strength!
Thinking of this, Zhou Sheng immediately became concerned about the Luoshu in his sea of ​​consciousness. After killing the general, the Luoshu underwent unprecedented changes and seemed to have acquired new functions.

He pushed open the door, ready to go back and study it properly, but suddenly paused.

A brazier came into view, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold night.

"It took you so long to get back? The fire in the brazier was almost out."

Master Yu Zhensheng had been waiting for an unknown amount of time; his clothes were covered in dew, his face was pale, yet he wore a faint smile. Zhou Sheng also smiled slightly, stepped over the brazier, and then went to kowtow before the statue of the patriarch.

"Master, I—"

"You don't need to tell me what you said to the city lord. Whatever choice you make is your freedom."

“I’m only teaching you to sing opera, not actually going to be your father.”

Yu Zhensheng laughed and scolded, "This time, listening to your battle against the city lord almost cost me my life. You little rascal, you really know how to order people around!"

Zhou Sheng scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and said, "Master, it's because among all the people I know, only you have the ability to stop the city lord."

Yu Zhensheng's beard trembled slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Without my master, I'm doomed to lose this game!"

"Master, you were so domineering back then! Your golden spear was invincible, and you even managed to draw blood from the city lord..."

As Zhou Sheng showered him with compliments, Yu Zhensheng tried his best to remain composed, but his trembling beard betrayed him.

"Alright, alright, stop flattering your master. Do you think I'm the kind of person who falls for that?"

He said with utter disdain, "It's just that he's old and has lost a leg. If he were twenty years younger, I could pierce him off the lotus throne with a single spear thrust!"

"Back in the day, your teacher—"

He seemed to suddenly realize something and coughed.

"Well, it's good that you're back. Before it gets completely light, I need to hurry to Ghost City to find Zhu... your master's wife."

Zhou Sheng quickly said, "Please ask Master to thank Master's wife for me!"

Aunt Zhu's help tonight was crucial; although she wasn't injured, she lost a lot of her magical power.

"Alright, you must be very tired after the big battle, go and get some rest."

Yu Zhensheng waved his hand and turned to leave, but after a few steps he stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then said something.

"Danshan, thank you."

Having eliminated the Great General, avenged Hongxian, and removed the fiery energy from her body, what his disciple did tonight was something he had long wanted to do but had found difficult to accomplish.

There was no echo behind him.

He turned around and saw that his apprentice seemed to have already entered the room, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A smile appeared on his lips, and he hurried to the next scene with light steps, to see the adorable spider.

As he walked, he took out a handful of goji berries and popped them into his mouth.

……

In the room, by the window.

Zhou Sheng watched his master's departing figure and couldn't help but smile.

"Master, you're welcome."

An old tree blossoms, a withered tree comes back to life—how wonderful!

However, he did not expect at first that a mature and charming woman like Aunt Zhu would be so infatuated with his master.

It turns out that humans and demons can really live together.

Lady White Snake was right.

He sat down cross-legged and, without further delay, began to comprehend the new abilities of the Luoshu.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the tortoise shell shone brightly, like a small golden sun. What surprised Zhou Sheng even more was that, in addition to the cracks, there were some faint patterns on the shell.

Like... gossip?
The moment his consciousness connected with the tortoise shell, a flood of information rushed into his mind, making him understand what that new ability was.

……

(End of this chapter)