Along the way, Wu Qiudao saw many strange ways of practicing hungry ghosts.
It was normal for these hungry ghosts to eat corpses and drink blood. Some of them also ate vomit, human saliva, and poisonous pills. It simply destroyed the dignity of the mind and made him no longer envious of the longevity of the body of a hungry ghost.
From time to time, ghost believers would be on fire, screaming and running in the corridor, in agony, but everyone around them saw it. Wu Qiudao understood that this burning body was probably a way of self-cultivation.
Halfway through, a beautiful woman came over and looked at the two of them with a charming expression, asking if they wanted to spend the night together.
The red-horned giant curled his lips and drove the woman away: "You are a practitioner of the "Kama Cultivation Sutra", right? You are so shameless! I will wait until I finish my practice today and come back to fight you for three hundred rounds!"
After the woman left, the red-horned giant said to Wu Qiudao with a strange look on his face: "These lustful hungry ghosts are really good-looking. They can transform at will. If they want to be beautiful, they will be beautiful, and if they want to be ugly, they will be ugly. But maybe they are also men after all.
Body, after practicing this Kama Dharma, you need to transform into a woman and have sex with a man every day, otherwise your heart will be anxious and unbearable, and you will die of thirst, which is really mean."
Wu Qiudao pretended to be interested and asked, "Then you still have to fight her for three hundred rounds. Aren't you afraid that she will turn out to be a bald old man?"
The red-horned giant chuckled: "That's okay, he has been reborn as a daughter. I can't let her remain a widow anymore, can I? It's not a waste of our friendship as church friends."
With a "squeak" sound, the red-horned giant opened the door, "Here, this is my practice room. Captain Zhang, if you don't want me to report you for not obeying the order and not observing the festival time, then you have to be careful today."
Help me practice!"
"Captain Zhang?" Wu Qiudao reacted, "Oh, it's me. Then how are you going to practice?"
The red-horned giant said proudly: "I am the ghost general of the Eastern Chiguo tribe, and now I am under the command of Chief Lai Zha. Maybe you have heard of my reputation!"
Wu Qiudao hesitated for a moment: "Uh... I don't know you. Just tell me how to help you practice. I have something else to do."
The red-horned giant was furious: "Impossible! How could you not have heard of my reputation as the 'Red-horned Royal General' Azhaga?"
The corners of Wu Qiudao's eyes twitched: "Oh... I'll know your name as soon as you name it. Next is 'Flying Yaksha' Zhang Tianqin. I've admired him for a long time."
Azhajia curled his lips and said: "Who asked you? Listen, of course I am practicing the 33rd chapter of the "Hungry Ghost Maha Wheel Sutra", "The Sutra of Practicing the Samasara", which can cause food fever.
Hungry ghosts can grow red horns on their heads, spit out heat from their mouths, develop red horns on their copper heads, have magical powers like a Rakshasa golden body, and even have wings growing on their backs, step on hot smoke with their feet, and move in all directions without stopping!"
Wu Qiudao asked: "How do you need me to help you with the specific practice process?"
Azhajia explained for a long time that although the heat-eating hungry ghosts cultivated in the "Zomosara Cultivation Sutra" are powerful, they need to suffer three kinds of great suffering during cultivation.
The first hardship is the need to eat the hot ashes of burning corpses in the tombs every day to relieve the fever and food accumulation.
The second suffering is that one day every month, there must be an iron thorn on the crown of the head and an iron garland on the neck, causing the person to hold fire and burn all over his body, until the skin and flesh melt and rot and come back to life, which lasts for a day and a night.
The third suffering is that one day every year, you have to be bitten by insects, and then cut with a knife and stick, enduring the pain, which also lasts a day and a night before it stops.
When it comes to eating the ashes of the dead, Azhacha does not need Wu Qiudao's help, but the time for practicing the two painful practices of fire, burning, knife and chop is almost up, so he needs help.
So Wu Qiudao watched helplessly as Azhajia put on a crown of iron thorns, and then wrapped a wreath of iron wires around his neck. He pulled hard, and the iron thorns pierced his neck. In an instant,
Blood flowed like a torrent, and then he stared at Wu Qiudao and urged with his leaky throat: "What are you waiting for?"
Wu Qiudao hesitated for a moment, then raised the iron bucket, poured kerosene all over Azachajia's body, and then took down a torch from the wall of the practice room.
"Wait!" Azhajia said.
Wu Qiudao raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to practice?"
Azhajia said: "I will take a plate of hot corpse ashes and put it aside. If it gets too hot later, I will take a bite to relieve the fever."
Wu Qiudao gritted his teeth. He was greatly shocked by the strange and strange practices of these hungry ghosts taught by Bishe Zhe, and he had to accept them.
He watched as the red-horned giant took a dish of white ash and put it next to it. After the giant was ready, he started to light the fire.
I saw Azhajia closing his eyes and looking tense. He had red horns on his head, wore a wire crown, was tall, and was kneeling on the ground, just like a scene that only appears in paintings.
The torch burned blazingly, scorching the air in front of the giant. Azhajia's sweat mixed with kerosene flowed down, soaking his clothes.
Wu Qiudao brought the torch closer, and with a "Peng" sound, a huge pillar of flame rose up, and thick black smoke suddenly sprayed to the ceiling of the small practice room, making Wu Qiudao feel breathless for a moment.
The giant's whole body was on fire, and all the pain and shadows spurted out tragically.
The flames came one after another, as if they were burning every pore on the giant's body to ashes.
Azhajia hammered the ground hard with both hands, causing several cracks on the stone slab. His spine was tense, and under the influence of the flames, the sound was loaded with countless pain, but he remained motionless.
Wu Qiudao could see that the giant's flesh was slowly melting away under the burning flames. His skin, which was as hard as stone, had become a huge source of pain for him to practice this method!
Azhajia groaned, and then said: "The fire will burn for a whole day and night before it stops. If the fire is about to go out, please help me keep the fire going."
Wu Qiudao nodded: "No problem."
Azhajia raised his head and glanced at Wu Qiudao. The moment he opened his eyes, his eyeballs were burned to coke, so he blindly said: "Reality hurts so much that the fire won't burn out for a while. Why don't you talk to him first?"
Let me chat and let me distract myself."
Wu Qiudao asked: "What are we talking about?"
"what ever!"
Wu Qiudao thought for a while, then pretended to be casual and said: "I have a friend who often goes to Chang'an on business in the human world. After he comes back, he always brags to me about how wonderful the brothels there are. When I ask him how to get there, he just ignores me. You
Do you know the way?"
Azhajia licked his dry tongue: "Ah, the human world is so wonderful, but it's a pity that I have never been there."
"Oh, forget it then."
"But I know how to get there?"
"oh?"
"The seventh passage from the left along the corridors is connected to the Zhongnan Cave. Many years ago, you could use this passage to get to Zhongnan Mountain in the human world. Chang'an City is not far from Zhongnan Mountain. However, after the Jedi Heaven Pass, the passage
Most of it has collapsed, making it difficult to walk."
"Now Louguan Dao has occupied the cave sky here, and Chang'an City has been projected onto the ruins of Taixu Fairyland, and a 'Ye Chang'an' city has been rebuilt."
"If you can ask your leader for a pass, those fellows of Louguan Taoism who have good relations with me will generally be willing to let you borrow the passage."