Douluo Tianbang, my Sansheng Martial Spirit can't be hidden

"That's good, that's good. I heard that saints can't interfere with the affairs of the Three Realms. It's unlikely that this will happen."

Sun Wukong patted his chest and said, he was really afraid that some saints would come forward and reverse time and space, so that he would return to the weak monster monkey back then.

He really didn't want to feel the feeling of being weak again.

"Fellow Daoist, please leave the foot of Lingshan Mountain and go back and forth wherever you come from!"

Seeing Sun Wukong's actions, Patriarch Bodhi didn't take it seriously, and said coldly to Zhao Wuji.

"What if I say no?" Zhao Wou-ki said disdainfully.

"Then, today you are going to have a big fight!"

Patriarch Bodhi swept away the light of the wonderful tree of seven treasures in his hand, and directly attacked Zhao Wuji. Since he was an enemy, there was no need to be polite.

Zhao Wuji pulled Monkey King back quickly, and then he threw Monkey King out.

"Bodhi, do you think you will be able to defeat me if you take the wonderful tree of the seven treasures of the holy man Zhunti?"

Zhao Wou-ki spoke while walking.

He didn't want to use his body to try the power of the Qibao Miaoshu, even if he couldn't shatter his own body, it would definitely hurt.

"Whether I can defeat you, you will only know if you have fought."

Patriarch Bodhi swept away the wonderful tree of seven treasures in his hand, and continued to attack Zhao Wou-ki.

"Do you think you are the only one who has the magic weapon of a saint? I have it too!"

Let's just say, Zao Wou-ki summoned a pair of gloves, which he entrusted the people of the Artifact Refining Hall to forge in Huang Tianjie more than 1000 million years ago. He named it 'Shattering Gloves'. After several times of tempering, it has already transformed into a top-grade innate spirit treasure.

Later, he opened the heavens to prove the Hunyuan, and he continued to use the power of the heavens to refine the shattering glove, making him an innate treasure and a spiritual treasure of the heavens.

If he uses this pair of shattering gloves, Zao Wou-ki's attack power will be multiplied by a hundred times, and his attack power will be infinitely close to that of a saint.

"Good man, today we are going to fight together."

After putting on the gloves, Zhao Wou-ki was full of confidence. Although the Palace Master stipulated that the power of a saint cannot be used, he did not forbid the use of the Heavenly Dao Lingbao.

"boom!"

Zhao Wuji punched out, and collided with the Qibao Miaoshu's attack light, and the powerful force instantly shattered the whole group of light.

Patriarch Bodhi saw that Zhao Wuji no longer dodged his attack, but started to fight back, his face changed slightly, this power is too strong, it is almost close to the attack of the saint's first layer.

If he was not one of the three corpses of saints, knowing that this power is only close to the first level of saints, and knowing that this world can no longer produce new saint-level top powers, he would have suspected that this Zhao Wuji was the first level of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian God.

The two came and went, fighting fiercely, a large area at the foot of Lingshan Mountain was hit by the aftermath of the battle, and a large area was destroyed.

Seeing that they were fighting fiercely, Sun Wukong didn't dare to disturb them, so he returned to the battle and prepared to support Sun Dasheng. After all, he was facing Tathagata Buddha and Maitreya Buddha. Compared with hundreds of millions of Buddhist monks, he could kill more in the past. Some bald donkeys relieved their anger.

In the underworld, the sea of ​​blood.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the leader of the netherworld, is suffering from a headache in the face of the soaring number of ghosts in the underworld. At this time, he is busy saving the dead souls. Who would have thought that countless ghosts would suddenly come out. With such a large number, even if he worked continuously for 10 years Time may not all be exhausted.

A person quietly came to him and said, "Hello, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

The person who came was Huang Tian.

"Amitabha, how dare you ask me? Who are you?" Ksitigarbha asked suspiciously, holding the Buddha's salute in his hand.

With his late quasi-sage strength, he couldn't perceive the strength of the person who came, and those who could quietly come to him were definitely not idle people!

"My name is Huang Tian, ​​Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, do you know that? I sympathize with you."

"What is there to sympathize with, poor monk?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"May I ask Bodhisattva, what is your great wish?" Huang Tian asked with a smile.

Ksitigarbha smiled and said, "My great wish is known in all three realms. If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha!"

Huang Tian shook his head, and said: "That's right, your grand wish is that hell will never be empty and you will never become a Buddha, but looking at today's situation, do you think hell can be empty?"

Ksitigarbha looked around hell, the hell area far away is full of ghosts, even the Naihe bridge is full of ghosts who are about to reincarnate, crowded, so crowded, and even some ghosts squeezed and fell off Into the Wangchuan River.

"In today's situation, hell will not be empty!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva answered this question honestly.

"Yeah, hell won't be empty, but do you know? Your buddhist companions didn't consider any of your feelings at all. They knew that you made the great vow to vow that hell would not be empty, but they kept going to hell. Transporting ghosts, moreover, they sent more innocent souls.

As a great power in the late quasi-sage period, you should also know that the Lantern Ancient Buddha wantonly slaughtered the dragon clan for water control, which caused the flood that had been calmed down to erupt again, and made the creatures who would not die die unjustly.

The entire underworld has become what it is today. Do you think, as the most powerful bodhisattva, do you still have a place in the mind of the Buddha in Lingshan? "

Huang Tian looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sympathetically. From a simple point of view, all the buddhas in Buddhism are stumbling blocks on Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's path to becoming a Buddha. They killed the dragon clan and made the hell ghosts become overcrowded in an instant.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said: "Your superficial way of deceiving people is useless. Since I dare to come to this hell to suppress and save the souls of the dead, and make that great wish, I will make sure that hell is not empty." preparation."

His Buddha heart is very firm and will not be affected by Huang Tian's few words.

Huang Tian smiled and said: "I know, so I just sympathize with you a little bit. In fact, I still admire your great ambition and heart. In many Buddhist plans, it is often at the cost of sacrificing life To spread the Dharma, the method used to collect dragon luck this time is to sacrifice hundreds of millions of souls in the flood. Once the flood is cured by Buddhism, many human races in the whole world will believe in Buddhism.

At the foot of the Lingshan Mountain, in order to make the people believe in Buddhism, countless monsters directly devoured the human race. All of this is to use terrifying pressure to make others believe in Buddhism, and every time, a large number of ghosts will enter hell. The more people believe in Buddhism, The more hell there will be ghosts entering.

When all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are enjoying the incense offerings of the human race in Lingshan, you are throwing endless souls in the dark and terrifying place of hell, so I admire your mind very much. "

Huang Tian said that he admired Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's mind, but his eyes were full of sarcasm, he is a fool, other Buddhas accept offerings peacefully, only you Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva still have to go to hell In order to suppress and save the souls of the dead, the more the Lingshan Buddha gains faith, the more evil spirits will be rampant in hell.

When Ksitigarbha heard the words, his face finally became serious. He would not be affected by these words, but what about the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats behind him?

He himself can persevere in this endless dark hell, but what about other Buddhas and Bodhisattvas?

Sure enough, when he turned around, the eyes of the Buddhas behind him were no longer so determined. It seemed that the Buddhist plan was really at the cost of sacrificing the underworld!

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, do we really want to stay in hell forever?"

"The Buddhas in Lingshan enjoy the universal illumination of Buddha's light, but we have to endure the erosion of death in the underworld?"

"Is such a day really the Buddhist life we ​​want?"

"Why are other Buddhas in Lingshan, but we can only be in the underworld?"

A kind of Buddhist monk is burning with anger at this time, the Buddha's light on them is dim, and the Buddha's heart is broken at this time!

Just Huang Tian's words broke the hearts of all the Buddhist monks, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was speechless immediately, as a qualified leader, he couldn't sit idly by.

"Fellow Daoist, you talk too much, poor monk doesn't welcome you here!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said coldly.

"Haha, we will meet again if we are destined!"

Huang Tian smiled, and his figure disappeared in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in an instant.

After seeing this Taoist disappear, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva hurriedly figured out Huang Tian's origin, but no matter how he calculated, everything he saw was like chaos, and it was impossible to figure out Huang Tian's identity.

In desperation, he had no choice but to stop the calculations, turned around and said, "Your minds are disturbed, so read the Diamond Sutra with the poor monk."

"good!"