A vision happened.

The candlelight on the table, which was originally just an ordinary candle from the He family, turned into a golden steaming flame in an instant, and Jin An even felt the rich atmosphere of Buddhism from it.

sacred.

Pure.

Pure Yang.

Buddha nature.

No impurities.

Jin An was surprised.

"This is the lamp oil in front of the Buddha. The lamp oil in front of the Buddha in Bailong Temple has accumulated ten kinds of merit for Buddhist believers. For example, if the lamp is always bright, you can see the past."

"As long as the Buddha's lamp remains bright, it can protect us from being overturned by the nine-curved yellow spring water in the underworld, and from being lost in the yellow whirlwind and black whirlwind."

Past Buddha?

Isn’t this the ancient burning lamp Buddha?

Jin An was surprised again.

Buddhism has three ancestors, namely the present Buddha, the past Buddha, and the future Buddha.

The Randen Ancient Buddha is the Buddha of the past.

Walking into the underworld is basically walking into the world of the dead. Seeing the past, Master Shanneng used lamp oil in front of the Buddha to walk into the underworld, which makes sense.

After the He family found the thin red rope, everything was ready and they started walking.

By this time, it was already completely dark outside.

After clearing the room, there were only three people and one corpse left in the room. Thin red ropes were tied to the little fingers of the left hands of several people. This is called destiny, which is connected by a thin thread thousands of miles away. The world is just a thin thread apart.

Just when Jin'an was curious about how to get out of the underworld next, Master Shanneng began to chant the Dharma, which became more and more grand and illusory. However, Jin'an clearly saw that Zheng and Master Shanneng in front of him were still still there.

exist.

But the sound continued to become more and more ethereal, becoming more and more distant.

Jin An was shocked.

His shock was like a person suddenly waking up from a half-sleep, and then found that he was already in a black and white world, surrounded by thick fog, unable to see his fingers, and visibility was extremely low.

It is truly a true portrayal of the end in sight and the end in sight.

At the same time, countless people's whispering voices sounded in my ears, which were strange, evil, seductive and depraved.

After Jin An was at a loss at first, he immediately calmed down and realized that he had descended into the underworld.

Jin An turned around and looked around, he was the only one nearby.

At this time, he seemed to notice something. He lowered his head and saw a thin red rope wrapped around the little finger of his left hand. The thin red rope extended into the fog in front of him, and he didn't know where it went.

Snap.

Before he had even taken a few steps, he stepped on a small puddle. At this time, he seemed to be standing on the bank of a river?

A strange look appeared on Jin An's face.

He went to the underworld twice, but not once according to the normal process. The first time was lying in a coffin, the second time was when mother and son were connected...

Jin An shook his head.

Quickly get rid of all the random thoughts and distractions in your mind.

Snap!

Snap!

Jin An began to run quickly in the foggy area, wanting to find Master Shanneng as soon as possible.

…

In thick fog.

There were hurried footsteps that broke the calmness in the mist, and there were feet stepping on splashing puddles, and heavy footsteps approaching step by step.

At first, only footsteps were heard in the mist, and no one could be seen.

As time goes by, the footsteps are getting closer and closer, and they are getting faster and faster. The footsteps of a person running through the puddles, the footsteps of two people running through the puddles, three people, four people, five people...

…

The footsteps were dense, and there were no less than a hundred people running in a hurry.

suddenly!

In the fog where nothing could be seen, a dark shadow appeared vaguely. The dark shadow was getting closer and closer. It was several feet tall, as majestic and tall as a black tower.

Snap!

Snap!

The sound of hurried footsteps got closer, and only then did I see the blurry black shadow behind the fog, which vaguely looked like a huge monster with many heads and arms.

The breath is like a demon.

The rampaging Barbarian quickly approached the shore.

But the footsteps of hundreds of people were also approaching, as if they were chasing the tall demon god in front of them.

The distance between the two is quickly closing.

Just when the two were about to collide, suddenly, the vision in front of them lit up, and the majestic multi-headed and multi-armed black shadow of the demon god as high as an iron tower disappeared. Then rushing out of the fog was a Taoist priest in five-color robes.

Jinan.

After crossing his feet, Jin An finally boarded the soul boat safely, and turned to look at the river bank behind him with an ugly expression.

There seemed to be hundreds of cyan-skinned non-human paws standing in the mist.

But those only have human feet, no legs, and no body, so they are as scary as they want to be.

Green-skinned soles of feet crowded the river bank.

Looking at the direction of the soles of the feet, it seemed that they were looking unwillingly towards the direction where Jin An left by boat.

It wasn't until he was far away from the river bank and the thick fog blocked his field of vision that Jin An could no longer see the river bank. Only then did Jin An withdraw his gaze.

"Taoist Master Jin'an, it seems that your journey is full of dangers?"

Master Shan Neng, who was leaning on a pole at the stern of the boat, looked at Jin An curiously, as if he was wondering how Jin An provoked so many resentments from the dead in the underworld.

Jin An's face turned dark.

He was also speechless.

It seems that neither of the two times he went through the yin was peaceful and smooth.

The first time I provoked a transparent dead child who fell into the water and drowned.

The second time was even more brutal.

Directly provoking hundreds of disembodied human feet.

"Master Shanneng, am I the only one who has encountered evil spirits along the way? Didn't you encounter anything strange along the way?" Jin Anxin asked unwillingly.

Master Shanneng shook his head.

Monks do not lie.

He was indeed calm along the way.

That's why he was particularly curious, how did Jin An arouse so many resentments from the dead?

It was unlucky to mention this matter, and Jin An screamed that he was wronged. He followed the thin red rope and ran directly to the soul-inducing ship without daring to waste a moment.

Unexpectedly, in the mist where only his footsteps were heard at first, the footsteps of another person suddenly sounded.

Jin An, who had already experienced traveling to the underworld once, knew that he was entangled by the resentment of the dead that lingered in the underworld for a long time, so he did not dare to delay for a moment on the road and ran as fast as he could without looking back.

As a result, as he ran, the footsteps behind him not only did not get farther away due to the distance, but instead became more and more numerous.

At first it was the sound of one person's footsteps, but it immediately turned into two, four, eight, eight became sixteen...

The footsteps following him seemed to be splitting without limit. The footsteps became denser and denser, forcing him to finally visualize the great devil in the sky and run with all his strength with the full force of his spiritual martial arts.

It sounds simple.

But only Jin An understands the dangers involved.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been forced to use his spiritual martial arts and run for his life with all his strength.

He was really close to being caught up by the strangely split feet behind him.

After listening to Jin An's description, Master Shanneng could not guess what kind of evil spirit Jin An encountered.

According to what Master Shanneng said, he has consulted Buddhist scriptures and manuscripts. According to the clues left by his ancestors, it seems that the underworld has existed longer than the upper world?

Therefore, the underworld is larger than the yang world, just like the human world is a sea of ​​suffering, boundless, and no living being can escape from this sea of ​​suffering and reach the real other shore.
To be continued...