The power of the underworld is known to all the world, and ancient emperors were unwilling to offend easily. It would be a wise move for Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha not to go, otherwise the underworld will only thank the Bodhisattva for the express delivery.
Regarding the grudges between Buddhism and the Asura clan, Feng Jinghong was just curious and had no intention of getting involved.
The Asura clan had left a very bad impression on him before, and the Buddhist clan was even more resentful.
So in his opinion, it doesn't matter who lives or dies in the two families, it's best for both parties to lose!
The main reason why he fought with Jin Chanzi was to compete for the blood lotus.
Now that the baby is in hand and curiosity is satisfied, there is nothing worth worrying about.
Turning his hand and taking out the golden ninth-grade lotus flower, Feng Jinghong asked:
"Where does this ninth-grade golden lotus come from? And what is its connection with the twelfth-grade blood lotus?"
Jade Rakshasa frowned slightly and said: "I only know that it is a sacred object passed down from generation to generation in Buddhism. Only the headmaster or the next generation of successors can control it. I don't know about the others."
Feng Jinghong nodded and turned her gaze to Jue Youqing.
After thinking for a moment, Jue Youqing said: "According to legend, the Golden Lotus originally had twelve grades. It was the object held by Amitabha Buddha when he was young. Later, it was seriously damaged in a war and was forcibly cut off to three grades, and it was reduced to a sacred weapon.
Although its power is not as powerful as before, it is still among the top among holy weapons. Especially its defensive power is quite invincible. So our religion passed it down as a protective object for Buddhist disciples.
As for why the golden lotus and the blood lotus are attracted to each other, I don’t know, it’s probably because they are both spiritual treasures born from heaven and earth.”
Feng Jinghong nodded and accepted this statement.
"The last question, I wonder if my friend would like to enter my heaven?" Feng Jinghong asked Jue Youqing.
Judging from the information in the original plot, this is a woman with excellent talent and character who is worth wooing.
Jue Youqing was slightly startled, while Jade Rakshasa's body tensed up, as if he was ready to run away at any moment.
Feng Jinghong glanced at her lightly: "Stop pretending, it's just a clone. Is it still worth my while?"
The Jade Rakshasa was not embarrassed to be exposed. Instead, he asked with interest: "My avatar of the Blood God Son is exactly the same as the original one in terms of breath and energy fluctuations. As long as I don't do anything, the secret will never be revealed. How did you figure it out?"
Feng Jinghong ignored her and looked at Jue Youqing quietly, waiting for her answer.
Jue Youqing did not hesitate. After being slightly surprised, she decisively shook her head: "I am a poor nun who is dedicated to the Buddha!"
Feng Jinghong was not disappointed either. He was just giving it a try: "In that case, Bodhisattva, please do it!"
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Jue Youqing gave a salute and then drifted away.
From beginning to end, this woman's attitude was very indifferent, with a kind of free and easy attitude that looked down upon the world of mortals.
"This girl's talent is extraordinary. If she is left here, she will become a serious problem! If you are reluctant to take action, I can handle it for you." Rakshasa said thoughtfully.
Feng Jinghong gave her a white look and turned around to leave.
"Hey, don't leave. I have something to discuss with you!" Jade Rakshasa followed him closely.
Feng Jinghong didn't even look back: "It's okay to talk about things. Come over here."
"That's not possible. What if you are unhappy and use the imperial weapons to attack me?" Jade Rakshasa shouted. "Then just make me happy."
Jade Rakshasa:???
After a few breaths, the clone of Jade Rakshasa had been thrown thousands of miles away by Feng Jinghong. She looked steadily in the direction of Feng Jinghong when she was young, and a strange color flashed in her bloody eyes: "This kind of
Speed..." In an empty sea area, Feng Jinghong stood quietly on the sea.
In his left hand is a crystal clear eleventh-grade blood lotus, and in his right hand is a sacred and peaceful ninth-grade blood lotus.
In an empty sea area, Feng Jinghong stood quietly on the sea.
In his left hand is a crystal-clear twelve-grade blood lotus, and in his right hand is a sacred and peaceful ninth-grade golden lotus.
After several hours of exploration, he had a rough understanding of the effects of these two treasures.
The twelfth-grade blood lotus is a spiritual treasure born from the sea of blood, the purest thing born from the most filthy.
In terms of offense, it can release the light of the blood god, break the golden body, and destroy the soul.
In terms of defense, it can absorb all negative energy, including but not limited to Yin spirits, dead energy, curses, etc., and restrain all filth and evil spirits.
And the most perverted thing is that it can convert these harmful energies into the purest life energy for people to absorb, without any side effects!
On the auxiliary side, it can help people practice.
Sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform during practice can speed up practice, help people realize the Tao, and prevent external demons from invading.
These are just some of its built-in functions. If it is refined, it can have more wonderful uses.
According to Feng Jinghong's test, the natural lotus platform is already a top-notch holy weapon. If it is slightly refined, it can also be a quasi-imperial weapon at last!
Because the Ninth Grade Golden Lotus is damaged and has been sacrificed by Buddhism for many years, it has been deeply marked by Buddhism and has a relatively single function.
On the offensive side, it can suppress the physical body and frighten the soul.
The convenience of defense is the most outstanding. Once the golden light of merit comes out, all methods under the quasi-emperor will be invulnerable!
In terms of auxiliary work, it can also help people realize the Tao and speed up their practice, but it only has a greater effect on Buddhist practices, and not so much on other methods.
With the help of the Bing Zi Secret and the former Zi Secret, Feng Jinghong quickly erased the spiritual imprint of Jin Chanzi in the Golden Lotus and initially refined two spiritual treasures.
Next, Feng Jinghong continued to search for treasures in the sea of blood. In the process, she met many outsiders, with varying levels of cultivation. The strongest one was about to become a great saint.
But maybe it was because he showed off his imperial troops a few days ago that he scared everyone. In the past few days, everyone has been hunting for treasures, and there have been few battles.
On this day, Feng Jinghong had just picked up a few blood beads when he suddenly saw a bright golden light in the west of the sea of blood, suppressing the everlasting blood mist.
The monks who saw this vision flew to the west one after another, and Feng Jinghong also followed.
…
When they flew to their destination, they were shocked to find that the Buddha's light that illuminated half of the blood sea was actually emitted by one person.
No, more accurately it should be a corpse.
He was six feet tall, with a compassionate face. Under the tattered cassock was a golden skin, his flesh and blood were dry, and he had been dead for who knows how many years.
What is surprising is that it is just a corpse, but it is emitting sacred and bright Buddha light, as dazzling as a sun.
Many monks just got a little closer to him and then involuntarily knelt down and chanted Amitabha. They were saved by the Buddha's light and Zen without any sound!
Needless to say, the only person who passed away in the sea of blood and had such power was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who almost achieved enlightenment.
With his golden body at the center, the sky was filled with dense formations, suppressing the endless sea of blood below.
In the sea of blood below, millions of Asuras formed a large formation to fight against the terrifying Buddha's light, and the Jade Rakshasa was among them.
The leader is a burly old man. Each of his six hands is waving a formation flag, constantly gathering the evil energy in the blood sea to increase the power of the blood god formation. This is a great sage!
"Break the seal, regain freedom, today, kill!" the old man roared.
"Kill!" Millions of Asura tribesmen responded in unison.