"How can you cultivate in the underworld? It is lifeless and lifeless, and you will not be able to do it."
"Why not practice in the blood pool honestly, and you will eventually achieve the right results."
"How many of you still want to do things that the great powers couldn't do in the past?"
…
Various depressing words came from time to time, but the monks turned a deaf ear and just worked in front of the stone wall.
After a day of hard work, I went back to the stone wall to rest.
This was repeated, and by the time Wei Hao had been fighting outside Yama City for more than a month, several monks described him as skinny and skinny.
At this time, the King sent people to confuse him again.
"That Piao Mu was an auspicious person during her lifetime. She also saved the demon king who had cultivated for three thousand years and returned from his own way. She also saved the people of Dachao Prefecture. How can you compare with her?"
"You three masters, let's eat something quickly. Doesn't this delicious food taste delicious? Is it not filling your stomach?"
"Look at the vicious man from the Yang world. They have been fighting for more than a month. They are still fighting in the formation. The sky is dark and the earth is dark. How many sins have been caused in the underworld? Such a vicious man is really not worth learning and understanding."
Many envoys came and spoke earnestly and sincerely. They had a basketful of good things to say, which really made their mouths water. However, a few monks turned a deaf ear to it. Even though the delicacies were placed next to the stone wall, they turned a blind eye.
It's still the same as when the sun rises and when the sun sets, it's very regular.
One day, a loud noise came from the east, and the war obviously entered an extremely fierce period. A monk said: "Brothers and sisters, can you still hold on?"
There were originally six monks, but now three have been enthroned, leaving three on the left, middle and right.
The three people who were sitting there turned into passing clouds and smoke and drifted away.
The remaining three, although described as withered, have clear eyes.
"I observed that the 'Red Hero Juren' worked day and night without stopping, fighting unremittingly, and his conduct can be described as 'righteous'."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the monk's spirit was full and his skin and flesh had regained its elasticity. Not long after, there was actually an extra field behind him.
In this field, both rice and wheat grow. The two would not be mixed together, but the interlacing of rice and wheat does not make people feel out of place.
"Intentions are righteous and not evil, which is called the Tao."
With hands clasped together and smiles on their faces, all the birds in the paradise immediately abandoned countless rare and fresh fruits and headed straight for the desolate stone monument.
But when they arrived at the edge of the field, they couldn't fly into the field. There seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking them out.
The monk meditating facing the wall smiled and said: "If you want to get food, do it righteously and not evilly."
The birds immediately started chirping happily and flew towards the monk one by one, chirping and shouting: "Master is here, I am willing to join my disciples, practice with concentration, listen carefully, correct my evil ways and return to the right path..."
These birds were originally extremely happy in the paradise, and His Majesty the King treated them well. This situation made the Majesty furious because they all gave up their comfort and turned to misery.
He was dressed in Buddhist treasures, wearing a crown on his head, standing barefoot on the top of the stone monument, looking down at the birds below: "Anyone who eats the rice and wheat here will be expelled from the paradise."
As soon as these words were spoken, half of the birds immediately retreated.
"snort."
The King snorted coldly, "In the Ksitigarbha Kingdom, there are 129,600 bird kings. Anyone who eats rice and wheat here will not be crowned king."
As soon as this was said, the birds dispersed, leaving only a few, and most of them were weak.
"Anyone who eats rice and wheat here will not enter reincarnation and will live in the underworld forever."
As soon as he said this, all the weak birds dispersed, leaving only a small yellow-bellied tit.
The bird tilted its head, stood on the monk's shoulder, looked at it for a while, and then said again: "Master is here, disciple, would you like to pay your respects?"
"Have you bowed in your heart?"
The monk asked with a smile.
"I've paid my respects, I've paid my respects."
"Since you have already prayed in your heart, there is no need to continue praying."
The monk stretched out his hand and opened his palm. There was an ear of rice and an ear of wheat inside. The little oriole landed on his palm and asked: "Can the disciple eat it?"
"What do you want to learn when you become my disciple?"
"This disciple just wants to eat enough, that's why he's here."
"Hahahahahaha..."
Hearing the little oriole talk like this, the monk smiled and said, "Then go and eat."
"Master, don't you want to eat?"
"My teacher doesn't have much energy right now..."
"Then I will bring some food back to Master."
After that, the little oriole flapped its wings and darted back and forth in the field. After a while, it came back with a handful of rice and wheat.
The monk directly pulled off the ears of wheat and stuffed them into his mouth. After chewing for a while, he smiled and said: "My disciple walks with 'zheng'. You are a little oriole. I will name you 'Wu'."
Zheng', how about taking 'Huang' as the surname?"
"Huang Wuzheng? Huang Wuzheng?! Huang Wuzheng!"
"Haha, I have a name too."
Huang Wu was jumping around in front of the monk, then he combed his wings and said, "Master, master, if I get older in the future, I will carry you on my back to save you from hardship."
"Then you have to eat more and practice more, otherwise you won't be able to become a teacher."
The monk scratched Huang Wuzheng's bird head with his fingers. He looked pleased and said, "I heard that the 'Red Hero Juren' who is causing trouble in the underworld now has a spirit dog beside him. He is very powerful. Wuzheng, you should follow his example."
"Disciple understands, disciple understands. Master, don't worry, I must be well fed to have the strength to practice like that..."
The little oriole chirped for a long time, feeling very happy.
But when the venerable king on the stone tablet saw it, he was so angry that his mouth twisted. He yelled loudly: "How dare you be so arrogant even with a small mouth oriole!"
"Master, master..."
Huang Wuzheng was so frightened that he hid, but when he saw his master still eating slowly, he was no longer afraid. He came out and asked in a low voice: "Master, aren't you afraid?"
"As a teacher, I am afraid of the Venerable, but I am even more afraid of another person."
"Who is it?"
"Myself."
The monk continued to eat the rice and wheat he planted, but his face changed. The little oriole looked left and right, and felt that the master looked more and more like the king, and finally they were exactly the same.
This frightened the little oriole, but that was all.
"Why does the master look exactly like the king?"
"I regard myself as my teacher, the master is me, I am the master..."
As soon as these words came out, the entire stone tablet dropped a little. The little oriole was confused and obviously did not understand.
However, my master told it a story indifferently. It was about a long, long time ago when the ancestors of mankind fought against heaven and earth. At that time, heaven and earth were not yet heaven and earth, but heaven and earth were just a very small part of the chaos.
Outside the heaven and earth, there are many innate gods. They call for wind and rain, and control yin and yang. If they want a world of light, it is just a thought; if they want a world of darkness, it is just a finger.
It wasn't until an ancestor created the world that things turned around.
The little oriole was fascinated by the story, and ate while listening to the story. For six days, it was dark in the east, and Yama City mobilized eight million troops to besiege the city. The little oriole seemed not to hear, but listened carefully and listened carefully. Eat enough.
Six days later, what was originally a small oriole became a goat-sized monk who was not very tall and sat on it, and it was actually very stable.
Upon seeing this, the venerable man on the stone tablet became anxious and ordered his men to shoot the oriole. However, thousands of arrows were fired, but none of them were hit. This was because another one of the three monks actually opened up a field in the field he had opened. Land lotus.
The lotus leaves connecting to the sky are infinitely green. No matter how many arrows you fly, they will be blocked one by one.
"Junior brother, thank you very much."
"Pure but not stained, dust can't get close to it, how about the arrow missing?"
The monk was still skinny and bones, but when he stretched out his hand, there were lotus roots and lotus pods in his hand. Every time he ate a lotus root, there was a little more water under the land lotus.
Every time a lotus seed is peeled, there will be one more live fish in the lotus pond.
When Huang Que saw this, he immediately chirped and asked: "Master, Master, do you want to be called Master Uncle now?"
"Hahahahahaha, Wu Zheng, this is your uncle."
Huang Wuzheng's bird's eye saw something strange, and it asked again, "Master, Master, we walk with 'righteousness', what magical powers has Master Master mastered?"
"Pure and untainted, what you practice is naturally 'pure'."
Uncle Shi smiled, and his skin gradually became elastic, no longer as dry as before.
After gaining blood, he raised his head and looked at the distorted expression of the King on the stone tablet: "Master, this disciple has also attained the Tao."
The Venerable's eyes showed a fierce look: "Who else have you enlightened?!"
"Of course it's the 'Red Hero Juden'."
As soon as these words came out, the Venerable became furious, but he could not hold down a small yellow bird just now, and his face was already greatly damaged, so he turned around and left, throwing a tantrum in the palace of Paradise.
At this time, a voice sounded: "Ksitigarbha, would you like to listen to my advice?"
"Who?! How dare you break into Paradise!"
The voice hid in various places and never showed up, but it said from time to time, "The little one is gifted with supernatural powers and can eat the food grown by 'Piao Mu' and 'Three Monks' in the underworld. If so, 'Piao Mu' cannot protect her." Her son Hulu, the 'Three Monks', are no longer capable of practicing asceticism..."
"Oh? You have such magical powers?!"
As soon as the Venerable finished speaking, an identical head appeared on his left shoulder: "That is the product of enlightenment. What magical powers do you have that can destroy humanity?!"
"In all the kingdoms of the underworld, except for the great gods of the ten kingdoms of the underworld, no one has such ability!"
Suddenly, an identical head appeared on his right shoulder.
With three heads looking in three directions, it would be impossible for anyone to sneak attack the Venerable.
"Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha knew that what he said was true as soon as he saw the little one."
"Oh? Then you haven't shown yourself yet?!"
The three heads spoke simultaneously.
"If the king agrees to the small one, and after the thing is done, he will give the small one the land and water to become the king. There is nothing wrong with it."
At this time, the Venerable counted with his fingers and had already calculated the direction of the visitor, but unfortunately, this guy was very good at hiding, which was quite strange.
It has been scurrying back and forth in dark corners, leaving many confusing traces, making it impossible to truly grasp its whereabouts even if you know it is here.
"As long as you satisfy me, everything will be easy!"
"Thank you so much, King."
Following a burst of rustling, a figure emerged from the corner. The Venerable took a closer look and was stunned: "What kind of rat are you? You have such abilities."
After counting with his fingers, King Ksitigarbha was a little shocked: "You are actually the queen of the 'Treasure-vomiting Beast', no wonder."
"Let the king laugh."
The figure walked out of the darkness and revealed its true form, which turned out to be a white-haired rat.
I saw that its hind legs were feet, its front legs were hands, and it was wearing clothes, making it look like a human being.
After bowing to King Ksitigarbha, he gritted his teeth and said: "King Kai, I'll tell you the truth, Wei Hao, who had a fierce fight with King Yama, was my enemy. I was killed by him,
Only then did he die. Originally, with the help of his ancestral skills, he could resurrect the corpse, but Wei Hao was so vicious that he crushed the bones of a small corpse and scattered it into ashes. In desperation, he had no choice but to hide in the underworld..."
"I see...but it seems you still have something to hide?"
"hey-hey……"
The mouse laughed slyly, and then said, "The Lord of Hell treats the young ones well. The young ones are responsible for finding out the secrets and contacting heroes from all over the world. Now that the demons and ghosts in the underworld are prosperous, they naturally have a small role to play."
This reply surprised King Ksitigarbha. He now knew that the new Five Hell Kings were not human, but they were so skillful that they controlled the ten kingdoms of the underworld.
Regardless of how the other nine kings of hell acted in both positive and negative ways, at least in name, the centralization of power in Yama City was still going on.
Among the hells of the Ten Kingdoms, there are many small hells whose wardens are inhuman ghosts.
I thought it was a little strange at first, but now that I think about it, it all seems natural.
"So when you met with me during this trip, you probably didn't just want revenge?"
"The king is wise."
The white-haired rat quickly saluted, and then said, "Your Majesty, the war outside Yama City is getting more and more intense now. There are flaws in the 'Eighteen Hell Formation'. If you want to trap Wei Hao to death, you can only find another way. But no matter what method
, are not as useful as the 'Eighteen Hell Formation', because only the 'Eighteen Hell Formation' can truly suppress him in the underworld!"
"so?"
"So please ask Your Majesty Mingjian to use your magical power to recast the 'Eighteen Hells' and trap Wei Hao with a brand new 'Eighteen Hell Formation'. It should be easy..."
The white-haired rat's words immediately moved Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha.
However, he was still a little worried and said seriously: "Did you know that Wei Xiangxiang and I are quite destined to be together?"
"Hahahahahaha..."
The white-haired rat actually burst into laughter, "The king was talking about 'passing five levels and retreating six generals'? Please elaborate on the reason. In fact, this matter is related to the Yanshan demon, among which...
"
Just listening to the rat spirit's eloquent talk, the details of the causes and consequences shocked King Ksitigarbha.
"It turns out that there are such key points. I thought he was born with the shadow of a Buddha."
"It's just that the plan was miscalculated at that time, but it allowed Wei Xiangxiang to show off his fame again. But today is different from the past. The king and the five kings of hell have joined forces. Who can be the opponent in the entire underworld?"
"Moreover..."
The mouse spirit paused again and looked at Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha meaningfully, "After the event is completed, the underworld will be ruled by King Yama, but the king's scriptures can be recited outside the Ksitigarbha kingdom. In the long run, the king has hundreds of
It’s beneficial without any harm.”
"Did Lord Yan ask you anything?"
"The King of Yama asked the younger one to tell the King that as long as Wei Hao is suppressed, the King will be to the underworld what Yuan Hong was to the Great Xia Dynasty."
"really?!"
"Dare to swear by the 'Buddha of Heaven and Earth'."
As soon as he said this, King Ksitigarbha immediately looked towards the human-shaped palace reaching the sky. It was like a pagoda reaching into the clouds, with no end in sight.
"Okay! Then I want to see the underworld cut off from food first!"
"Dare you disobey me!"
A bright light flashed in the mouse's eyes, and he escaped directly into the darkness.
Not long after, a crunching sound came from the rice and wheat fields outside the stone monument.
Hearing this voice, Huangqueer immediately carried Master on his back and flew over to investigate. He didn't know what to look for, but he was startled when he saw it: "Master, Master, something bad is going on. There are thieves stealing food!"
"Wu Zheng, can you see clearly what kind of thief he is?"
"Bai Bai is fat and fat, he is a big white and fat mouse."
"It turns out to be a rat. No wonder he wants to steal food."
The master frowned slightly, "It is common sense in the world for a mouse to steal food. It is not easy for a master to catch it. Wu Zheng, you are a yellow bird, can you eat some meat on weekdays?"
"If it were locusts, I could peck a few and be full. But if this is a mouse, I won't eat it, Master."
"That will be difficult. We need to find an expert who can catch rats."
"If you're hunting rats, you have to find a raccoon slave."
"The raccoon slave may not have one, but this dog does have one."
After saying this, the master patted the oriole's head, and then said, "But it has status, and it is a rare righteous man. It should not be treated lightly, and you need to prepare some gifts."
"Ah?! To catch mice, don't you look for cats instead of dogs?"
"Wu Zheng, don't underestimate me. As the saying goes, 'There are specialties in the profession.' You have never seen its abilities. How dare you say that dogs are inferior to cats?"
Huang Wuzheng thought about it. There is a saying that "seeing is believing, and hearing is believing." Maybe there are indeed dogs in the world that are good at catching rats?
Immediately, he folded a lotus pod from his uncle and gave it as a gift. He flapped his wings and flew towards the hell gap in the east...