Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 283: Ten Halls of Hell!

Listen to the bull's head scolding.

The arrogance of the tone, the toughness of the momentum.

He didn't realize that he was just a little guy from the underworld.

The Bull Demon King looked at the bull's head with a very strange look, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Oh no, the other party was originally a dead person.

"In the past, I only heard that there are people who seek death and demons who seek death in this world, but I didn't expect that there are ghosts who seek death!"

The Bull Demon King taunted, "It's a shame that I'm from the same clan as me, so why isn't there a ten-thousandth of my cleverness!"

Logically speaking.

After the incident last time, Bodhidharma's name has already spread throughout the Netherworld.

It is impossible not to have heard of bull head and horse noodles.

But the problem is that this bull head is indiscriminate, and angrily scolds Bodhidharma as soon as he comes up.

Even, he didn't give Bodhidharma a chance to declare his family name.

Self-confident that he is the most favored subordinate of King Qin Guang, and he is used to running amok in the underworld, and he is becoming more and more defiant.

Such a deadly behavior, even the horse face who came with him can't stand it anymore.

"Damn ghost, why are you in such a hurry?"

Ma Mian gently pulled the corner of the bull's head, glanced at Bodhidharma and the Bull Demon King, and said in a low voice, "In my opinion, since these two can enter my underworld, they must not be idle... "

however.

He wasn't finished yet.

He was glared at by Niutou, and interrupted ruthlessly: "What? Are you scared? No matter who he is, as long as he is dead and unknown, without the call of Yama from the ten palaces, breaking into the underworld is a heinous crime!"

"you……"

The horse's face was full of helplessness.

After working with Niutou for so many years, he knew very well that the other party had this kind of temper.

I really have nothing to do with him.

However, apart from the one time 500 years ago, nothing major went wrong.

But today, Ma Mian had a vague sense of foreboding.

Thoughts have not changed.

But seeing the young monk with a smile on his face, he raised his hand as if he didn't care about the bull's head's offense.

As soon as his eyes touched the thing in Bodhidharma's hand.

Ma's face changed in shock: "This is... the seal of Emperor Fengdu?"

Although the real power of the entire Netherworld is in the hands of Yan Luo of the Ten Palaces, in name, the highest speaker in the Netherworld is still Emperor Fengdu.

only.

In the past hundred years, Emperor Fengdu has almost stopped intervening in the affairs of the underworld like a wild crane in the clouds.

As a result, people in the underworld only know Yama of the Ten Palaces, but not Emperor Fengdu.

Even the name of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is louder than Emperor Fengdu.

And the bull's head and horse face is a subordinate who was single-handedly brought up by King Qin Guang, so he naturally obeys the orders of the ten halls of Yama.

For Emperor Fengdu, Ma Mian was still in awe, but Niutou was full of indifference.

"The seal of Emperor Fengdu?"

Niutou sneered, as if he didn't pay attention at all, "No wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out that Emperor Fengdu is backing you!"

"Monk, don't think that with the support of Emperor Fengdu, you can do whatever you want in the underworld! Let me tell you, in today's underworld, everything is decided by Yama of the Ten Palaces, and Emperor Fengdu is nothing!"

"I'll be ordered by Yan Luo of the Tenth Palace to come and take you back for questioning, even if Emperor Fengdu comes, I can't stop it, I said it!"

Looking at the aggressive bull head with some pity, his words and expressions were full of provocation.

The Bull Demon King frowned and said, "Is there no one left in the Underworld? Can even a fool take over?"

"Hell, where did he come from!"

Dharma laughed.

While speaking, his eyes turned.

Deep in the pupils of the eyes, the Buddha's light suddenly appeared and disappeared in a flash.

Suddenly, an extremely shrill scream resounded on the Naihe Bridge.

Before Ma Mian could react, he was taken aback and said, "Damn ghost, did you hear the scream? Shit ghost... dead ghost?"

Called for a long time, still no response.

Only then did Ma Mian realize something, his whole body trembled, and he turned his head to look.

Beside him, there was no trace of the bull's head.

"Could it be... the scream just now was the bull's head?"

There was a look of horror on the horse's face, and he couldn't help but gasped.

Looking at Dharma in fear.

With the soles of his feet, he could imagine that the person who made the move must be the young monk in front of him!
To know.

The reason why Niutou was able to become King Qin Guang's right-hand man was definitely not some kind of drunkard.

It is shocking.

Even before seeing the opponent make a move, the bull's head was blown away and disappeared without a trace.

It's hard for Ma Mian to imagine how terrifying this young monk in front of him is.

Right now.

But Bodhidharma and Bull Demon King looked over with half-smiles.

As if being shocked by an electric shock, Ma's face turned pale with shock, he couldn't help taking a few steps back, and said in a trembling voice: "Monk, bull spirit, if you dare to make trouble in the underworld, aren't you afraid of the billions of ghost soldiers in my underworld?"

clang!
The Bull Demon King held the mixed iron rod in his hand, and paused severely on the ground.

Immediately, there was a sound of vibrating gold.

Even the Naihe Bridge couldn't help shaking slightly.

Under the bridge, there was blood and water, and countless evil spirits sank and struggled in it. When they were shocked by the mana of the Bull Demon King, they immediately let out terrifying howls of ghosts and wolves.

"What do you say?"

The Bull Demon King chuckled, revealing two rows of white teeth.

It frightened Ma Mian even more.

"What is the origin of this monk and Niu Jing? Could it be..."

Suddenly thought of a possibility, Ma Mian's pupils shrank sharply, and his whole body stood up in fear.

Glancing at the horse's face and the ghost soldiers behind him, the Bull Demon King said in a deep voice, "Holy Monk Bodhidharma, just wait a moment, these little bastards who have eyes but don't know Mount Tai will be handed over to my old cow!"

It's over.

Swinging the mixed iron rod, he wanted to make a move.

With the mana power of the Bull Demon King, looking at the entire underworld, only Empress Houtu, Emperor Fengdu and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can make him retreat despite difficulties.

As for the ten halls of hell and the five ghost emperors, they never paid attention to them.

What's more, it's such a small guy like Niutou Mamian.

The situation is urgent, Honghaier's life or death is uncertain, he doesn't want to spend too much time here.

"Saint Bodhidharma?"

Hearing this, the horse's face instantly turned pale with astonishment, turning ashen ashes.

thump!
He had already knelt down on the ground, weeping bitterly, and kowtowed for mercy: "Dharma Bodhisattva, Grandpa Niu, with a small horse face, has eyes but no pearls, and offended you two. Please also look at the face of Yan Luo and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the ten halls. Forgive me." It’s a small one this time!”

And the group of ghost soldiers behind him were equally terrified when they heard the word "Dharma".

All of a sudden, they all knelt on the Naihe Bridge, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Seeing this, since the opponent had already begged for mercy next time, the Bull Demon King relied on his status, but it was hard to kill him again.

Immediately received the mixed iron rod.

"Killing these youngsters will ruin my old cow's name!"

The Bull Demon King spat on the ground, turned to Bodhidharma and said, "Holy Monk Bodhidharma, let's go!"

talking.

So he wanted to cross the Naihe bridge and go straight to Yinshan.

Who knows, at this moment.

"Ugh-"

A dull and long horn sounded suddenly.

Followed by.

Countless Yin Qi suddenly gathered and condensed into boundless power, rolling over from a distance like a dark cloud.

The entire nether world is full of awe.

They all bent down and lay down on the ground, shouting loudly.

"Congratulations to Yama of the ten halls!"

(End of this chapter)