Chapter 87: Six Paths of Hungry Ghosts, Shinto Scriptures

boom! !

The fire is raging and the karma is at its peak.

The offerings on the altar gave off a strange smell, the blood in the skull bowl boiled, and wisps of black air floated out.

The black gas formed a ghost with a chest piercing through it. The ghost bowed to Wuwei and then disappeared into the passage behind the flames.

Barbarian Buddhism is divided into several schools.

The school that Qing Hai Di belongs to should be called the Hungry Ghost School.

The chest-pierced ghost is actually a hungry ghost with a big hole in its chest. Therefore, no matter how much it eats, it can never be full and needs to keep devouring.

Once they come out of hell, it will be a devastating blow to all living beings on earth.

"The time is coming, and all people in the world are suffering. I hope you can survive the demonic calamity and transcend the sufferings of birth, old age, sickness and death."

Fearless clasped his hands together, a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

This is not false compassion, they truly believe in it. Even if they are the ones who release the hungry ghosts, they do not think that the fault is theirs.

Sin lies in the karma of people in the world.

If they believed in the Fire Wheel Buddha King and did not follow unorthodox ways, they would not have ended up like this.

All these are the sins of the world.

Only by washing away karma can one become a saint and escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

This is about saving lives, not killing people.

Wuwei stood up and continued to convert other monks.

If Duhua has a territory, almost all the forces in the four counties have spies planted by them.

From ordinary people to the Zhenqi monks in the temples and officials in the temples, many people became their minions.

Most mortals are in a state of being left alone. No one cares about their life or death, nor does anyone care about what activities are taking place in the mortal world.

The people of Man Buddhism held important positions in charity and sacrifice, and spread the teachings of Man Buddhism with these functions as the center.

But they never expected that Yi Zhuang's control and infiltration over mortals was deeper than any other place in the imperial court. Therefore, they discovered the abnormality in a short period of time and pulled out Man Fo and his spies.

Now the charity cemetery has been strategically retracted, with all the people surrounding it and spirits patrolling day and night to eliminate any possibility.

But in Wuwei's eyes, the Fire Wheel Buddhist Kingdom has already secured victory, and the mere True Qi-level forces cannot cause any impact.

The news of the charity cemetery spread to Huangya Temple in an instant.

"Yi Zhuang is backing down?" Ru Feng smiled coldly. Is he so afraid of me?

Rufeng thought the other party was afraid of him.

The days became quiet.

Except for the county magistrate and the temple masters Danfeng, Taoist Huangdu, and Taoist Tongshou, most of the temple masters from other forces are still staying, so it doesn't affect anything.

Yinshan Mountain, at the foot of the solitary peak.

It is unknown when a temple was erected.

A statue of a sacred woman is enshrined in the temple.

Zhao Xianglu sat cross-legged under the statue, drawing in the incense and spiritual power from the county government.

Bits of milky white light fell into the body of the statue, making it look even more holy and solemn.

The statue behind Zhao Xianglu is like a divine version of himself.

Behind the statue are five divine lights, and within the divine lights are five objects, namely a bow, a mirror, a knife, fire, and a pearl.

These are magical powers and magic weapons.

Zhao Xianglu practiced the art of raising ghosts, and all his skills were above ghosts.

Eighteen maids and Taoist boys stood in silence.

Waiting for Zhao Xianglu to finish his training.

At this moment, a light flashed behind the statue.

A silver mirror half a person's height was suspended next to Zhao Xianglu.

The outside world appears in the mirror.

I saw a green-haired tiger slowly moving towards this side.

Zhao Xianglu opened his eyes.

"Sister, Cang Yue!!"

A divine light flashed in the eyes of the statue, and the light behind it landed on Zhao Xianglu's hand.

This is a divine bow as transparent as topaz. There is a waning moon engraved on the bow and arrow, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Zhao Xianglu got up and stayed at home.

He pulled the bow, and the green light condensed into an arrow.

Whoosh! !

The arrow shot through the wall, traveled five miles, and hit the head, creating a hole ten feet wide.

After doing all this, all the magic weapons turned into light and returned to the back of the statue.

"There are more and more demons. I have to ask what's going on."

The bright mirror emits a protective golden light.

Whoosh! !

Zhao Xianglu turned into golden light and disappeared.

The first stop is Yizhuang.

Golden light fell to the ground. Xu Yang sensed the arrival of the golden light and went out to greet it.

"Fellow Daoist Xu Yang!" Zhao Xianglu bowed.

Uncle Master Zhigang has not formally accepted any disciples, so it is too awkward to call him Uncle Master, so I will just call him Fellow Daoist.

"Fellow Daoist Xianglu, what is the important matter for you to visit the charity cemetery?"

Xu Yang looked at the statue behind Zhao Xianglu curiously.

This is a ghost, and it absorbs faith. Doesn't it have to pay a price?

I learned from the old land owner that not everyone is qualified to absorb the power of faith to practice Shinto.

To put it bluntly, the faith of all living beings is a kind of desire.

The Shinto talismans issued by the Heavenly Court can filter out the desires of all living beings so that they will not be affected by their beliefs.

Ordinary wild gods in lewd temples are not treated so well. They absorb the impurities of faith, and almost all of them become mentally disturbed and crazy inside. There is no possibility of growth, and the final result is that they become evil gods without mind.

Therefore, to practice Shintoism one must join the heavenly system, or possess a Shinto talisman.

Xu Yang's Yin-Yang eyes could tell that this statue had no Shinto talismans and was simply absorbing faith.

This is not crazy, it really shows a bit of talent.

Xu Yang looked at Zhao Xianglu with a burning gaze, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Well, I came here this time to ask if you have found anything. There are more and more demons recently. If you have any clues, please report them."

"No, everything is normal." Xu Yang did not tell anyone about the Man Buddha incident.

You need merit and need to make great achievements. If the Buddha is attacked in advance, how can you make great achievements?

Besides, he couldn't explain why he could easily identify the followers of Barbarian Buddha.

It's impossible to say that I also practice the barbarian Buddha's method.

Practicing the Barbarian Buddha method is a taboo in the Fire Kingdom. No matter how you practice it, you will die if you are discovered.

"Qingping, do you find anything abnormal?" Xu Yang called Qingping.

Qingping came over.

At this moment, the shadow of the statue seemed to come alive, and its eyes swept over Qingping and Xu Yang inconspicuously.

"Master, is this beautiful sister the new treasure cave for cultivation?" Qingping said with sparkling eyes.

"What is the treasure cave for cultivation?" Zhao Xianglu was confused.

"Ahem, it's nothing, just nonsense. Qingping, I want to ask you a question, have you noticed anything unusual recently?"

"No." Qingping shook her head.

"In that case, I'll go back first."

Zhao Xianglu left. On the way, the sacred shadow behind him was like moldy food, quickly covered with dense black spots.
The beautiful face of the statue became hideous and distorted.

"Hurry, I want to eat, I want to eat...eat..."

His voice was hoarse and filled with extremely manic emotions, as if he was about to kill someone in the next second.

There are more and more black spots, and the soul body becomes more and more evil.

"and many more!"

Zhao Xianglu quickly took out a porcelain bottle, poured out the green pill, crushed it into powder, and sprinkled the huge amount of Yin energy on the statue, which made the black spots disappear.

She shook the bottle, listening to the little sound left inside, and her brows furrowed.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time."

Inside the Yizhuang.

"Qingping, how many zombies do we have now?"

"In the altar of soldiers and horses, there are 20 Blood Mist Corpse Vajra, 20 Earthquake Corpse Vajra, 15 Sea Patrol Yaksha, 15 Prison Gate Zombies, and the remaining 230 are all quick-made zombies. In the morgue, there are still 200 quick-made zombies that are not yet finished. A total of 500 zombies."

"That's enough, that's enough."

Then engrave all the main zombies with the Black Water Immortality Technique, which will be enough to fight a big battle.

This time we must decide the outcome in one fell swoop, taking over Quhuang County while other forces are weak.

Afterwards, Xu Yang went back to seclusion, practicing while carving the Black Water Immortality Technique.

Night, underworld.

The fog was hazy and there were gusts of cold wind.

As soon as they arrived at the Stone Temple, the old land master said excitedly:
"Great Sage, I have found the trace of the Barbarian Buddha you mentioned. The man with the chest pierced is indeed a subordinate of the Barbarian Buddha!"

"Really?"

Xu Yang showed an expression that was as expected.

Ever since I killed the Barbarian Buddhist monk last time and a ghost escaped from his body, I have had this vague suspicion in my mind.

"Good fellow, no wonder we haven't seen any trace of Man Fo since last time, it turns out they hid in the underworld. It seems their base camp is the underworld."

"Also, there are more and more chest-piercing ghosts recently."

"There are more and more." Xu Yang's mind moved, "Always pay attention to the unusual movements of the chest-piercing ghosts. If they come out in large numbers, or all go back, remember to notify them through the prison gate zombie."

"Yes! There is one more thing." said the old landowner.

"I sensed the Shinto talisman. It is within my soul."

"Can it still be used?"

"It should work, but without the help of Heaven, a blood sacrifice may be needed to activate the talisman, so that the impurities can be removed."

"Don't worry about the blood sacrifice."

Xu Yang had an idea.

Most of the temples within the influence of Yi Zhuang are just for display, or are used by the people of Huaimu Temple to refine ghosts and magical tools.

It would be better to replace them all with land temples.

The old land god may have a chance to restore his divine body, and he will definitely be much stronger than the statue behind Zhao Xianglu.

In the future, there will be zombies guarding the charity cemetery, and the land god will protect it.

As a supplement, the other disciples must be as tight as an iron bucket.

Especially the land old man, who can help him control the territory more tightly.

After waking up.

"Qing Ping."

"The disciple is here!"

"You order the people in charge to find craftsmen to build a batch of statues of the God of Land, just like this."

Xu Yang produced a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and drew the appearance of the old land god in two or three strokes.

"Yes!!"

The Yi Zhuang's sphere of influence covers 200,000 people, and all of them can only be implemented after the war.

The most urgent task is to prepare all the supplies.

Inside the Yizhuang.

These days, the air is as gloomy as the clouds and the cold wind is bone-chilling.

Even in broad daylight, it was as dark as night below.

Backyard, spiritual field.

Blood Mist Corpse King Kong, Earth-shaking Corpse King Kong, Sea-patrol Yaksha, Prison Gate Zombie, and all kinds of quick-formed zombies lined up in a row.

The wind was howling and ghosts were crying and wolves were howling.

Green mist filled the air.

This is a restricted area and no outsiders are allowed to enter.

No one knows the true strength of Yi Zhuang, but the upcoming Manfo Rebellion will let the world see how powerful the zombies are.

The fifteenth day of the first month.

Two full moons miraculously meet.

The earth is filled with an eerie light.

In the Yinshan Cave, under the huge bonfire.

The three-headed Qing Hai Di opened three pairs of demon eyes, with a blazing fire hundreds of feet behind him, and all kinds of evil magic weapons were placed on the altar.

"Pray to the Fire Wheel Buddha King, to shine his light everywhere, to eliminate all evil karma, to save and subdue demons."

Wow!
The fire is raging, transforming into a magical form.

The Dharmadhatu stands on a fire wheel, has two heads and twenty-four arms, has buffalo horns on his head, and looks as ferocious as a ghost or god.

Whoohoo! !

The raging fire turned into dark green, and out flew evil ghosts with their chests pierced.

Evil spirits possessed the believers and disciples below.

The disciples howled in pain and conjured strange visions. Some wore human skulls, some had bald heads with bright red lotus tattoos, some were covered in human skin, and some had indigo faces and stood on fire.

"Let's go! Save the world and eliminate bad karma."

at the same time.

"Immeasurable merits, bliss is coming!!"

All counties, townships and regions.

Many people burned everything in their homes at almost the same time to sacrifice their family members, and turned into hungry ghosts with pierced chests.

The hungry ghost has red eyes and a big hole in its chest, and it keeps devouring the hearts, livers, spleens and lungs of the people around it.

These are just appetizers; the real barbarian Buddhist trend is in Yinshan.

The demonic tide suddenly rose, and the Qinghaidhi Dharmakaya was born.

The black fog covered an area of ​​more than ten miles, with bursts of fire inside, carrying Qing Hai Di and his disciples down the mountain.

The first station.

Longcong County.

At the foot of Yinshan Mountain, the Barbarian Buddha was born.

The statue has its eyes open and a bright mirror hangs high.

It reflects the demonic energy for ten miles.

Zhao Xianglu's pupils shrank, and a sense of extreme danger surged in his heart.

"Not good, notify all parties, be careful of the barbarian Buddha! Sister, protect my body!!"

boom! !

The golden light protects the body, and the bright mirror reveals the demon.

Zhao Xianglu turned into a golden light and headed for the most dangerous Longcong County.

(End of this chapter)