All Heavens: Starting from Becoming a God

"It seems this is the end of this trip."

The reason why Wang Yu made this decision was that firstly, he saw the roiling blood behind the City of Death, and secondly, he sensed the strange sense of space in the City of Death.

The eighteen levels of hell are located in the city of vain death.

As the long dragon moved slowly, Wang Yu was finally able to take a closer look at the most important City of Wasted Death in the underworld.

Wang Yu couldn't help but sigh:

"Is this city of futile death your masterpiece? It's really amazing."

This city of futile death, which looks like a city in the Yangshi world, actually hides a secret.

Wang Yu took a preliminary look and could see various magical powers and methods related to time and space.

Moreover, Wang Yu could see that unlike the Gate of Hell, this city of futile death was not the work of Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole.

That is to say.

This city of vain death is the Dharma Realm of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, one of the most powerful figures in Buddhism today, under the Buddha.

Once you step into it, you will truly realize that life and death are not up to you, it all depends on Ksitigarbha’s will.

"Okay, it's time for me to learn from this being who can be called the ultimate among the True Lord Bodhisattvas."

As early as when Wang Yu cut off this split soul, he cut off all the information about the main body in advance.

Not only that, Wang Yu also put various restrictions on his soul.

These magical spells, similar to chain accidents, will erase any information about this separated soul one step ahead of any existence trying to obtain Wang Yu's memory.

After all, for Wang Yu, the loss of one soul is a loss, and it is not something as precious as the incarnation outside the body.

As long as Wang Yu's true body remains hidden and undiscovered, he can always hide behind the scenes and develop with peace of mind until he can confront these True Lord Bodhisattvas head-on.

While gradually approaching the city of futile death.

The endless blood-red river behind it also showed Wang Yu its terrifying appearance.

The turbid waves are rolling endlessly, and the cold wind is rolling, and it seems that you can hear the cries of countless innocent souls.

As the saying goes:

The yin energy is so strong that it is cold to the bones, the fishy wind is pungent to the nostrils, and the brazen snakes and iron dogs are free to compete for food, and they will fall into the river forever with no way out.

The river that is churning endlessly behind this city of futile death, and the other side cannot be seen, is the so-called Forgotten River, which is also the Nai River.

"Zhiyi" says: "The water of Wangchuan is on the left side of Haoli Mountain. There is a bridge across it, which is called Naihe Bridge. It is said that the dead souls of people cannot cross, so it is called Naihe Bridge."

"Fengdu" also says: "There is a bridge on the upper level, which is divided into three levels. Good people can pass through the upper level, good and evil people can pass through the middle level, and evil people can pass through the lowest level, and they will be subject to the filth under the bridge. Eroded by blood and bitten by bronze snakes and iron dogs."

Unfortunately.

Wang Yu could not see any trace of Naihe Qiao, nor could he see the shadow of Po Meng.

It's not yet time for Wang Yu to take a closer look.

He was forcefully dragged into the City of Wasted Death by a bull-headed horse-faced man. According to the punishment on the road, Wang Yu was brought to a hall that was already crowded with dead souls.

Looking at the restrictions around him and the restrictions imprinted on the ground below, Wang Yu instantly understood the function of this hall.

"Transmission in batches?"

Just as Wang Yu's thoughts were wandering, a burst of white light flashed, and Wang Yu had already arrived in a certain time and space parallel to the City of Fusui.

Before he could wake up, a majestic word came from above his head.

"Listen carefully, this place is the first level of the Mud Plow Hell, and it's called Guangjuju."

"The flow of time here is different from that of the Yang world. One day here is 3,750 years of the Yang world, the 30th day is a month, and the twelfth month is a year. Sinners must serve ten thousand years in this prison."

As soon as the words fell, the ghosts boiled.

"This, how many days does this have to be?"

"I admit that although I have done evil things, it is not enough to deserve such a punishment! Isn't it a little too harsh?"

"Yeah yeah!"

"If you let me suffer this kind of punishment, you might as well let me die again!"

The dead souls who had been taught obediently by the bull-headed horse-faced people along the way suddenly exploded. They really could not accept such a punishment that could be called eternity.

Wang Yu pretended to be filled with indignation while observing the being who made the sound.

Ghost King?

Wang Yu was very sure that the person who spoke out should be a subordinate of Ksitigarbha, not a puppet with power, but a real ghost cultivator.

The ghost cultivator seemed to have been used to this kind of scene for a long time, so he just kept talking to himself.

"This light is in the middle, and it is divided into eighteen small prisons. Those who are guilty of being unfaithful and unfilial will violate the laws of heaven and will go to Fengdu Prison, Tongue Pulling Prison, and Skinning Prison. Those who are guilty of oppressing good people with violence will go to Oil Pot Prison, Dark Prison, Sword Mountain Prison"

Hearing this, Wang Yu glanced at the road guide in his hand, and sure enough it had the words Abi Prison written on it.

Tsk.

"If I'm not wrong, the highlight is coming soon." Wang Yu thought to himself while sizing up this light residence.

The passage of time here is different from that in the Yang world, but it is not as exaggerated as what the other party said. At best, it is only a few times. I am afraid it is just to scare the ghosts.

After all, it involves the great avenues of time and space, and even the True Lord Bodhisattva cannot easily rewrite the inherent rules of heaven and earth.

Just when Wang Yu was thinking about the highlight of the show.

This light stayed in the sky, and at the right time, a shadow of a Bodhisattva appeared. He was sitting on a thousand-leaf green lotus, holding a pearl in his left hand and a tin staff in his right hand.

There is a precious crown on the head, a compassionate and solemn face, and a strange beast lying beside him.

As soon as He appeared on the scene, he attracted the attention of all the ghosts. The Ghost King who was preaching the rules suddenly knelt down towards the phantom and said:

"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

Only then did everyone realize that this person was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The wise ones knelt down directly after hearing the voice and said: "Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva! I hope that the Bodhisattva will be compassionate and have mercy on us!"

The words fell.

Everyone knelt down in response and prayed to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for his kindness.

"Okay, I understand. The next step is for Ksitigarbha to be kind to everyone, reduce the punishment, and let everyone practice the "Ksitigarbha's Original Vow Sutra".

Wang Yu, who was pretending to kneel down along with everyone, already knew the subsequent development of the plot.

With Wang Yu's real-level vision, he could tell at a glance that the mana fluctuations on the so-called Ksitigarbha phantom came from the same source as the ghost king.

In other words, all this is just the ghost king's own directing and acting.

The development of the matter did not exceed Wang Yu's expectations. Seeing everyone petitioning, the shadow of "Ksitigarbha" looked at everyone with compassion and said:

"These people, for a long time, have been wandering in life and death, suffering in the six realms, and have no rest for a while. Now you all have sins in your body, and you cannot be liberated."

"Therefore, I have made a great wish that hell will not be empty, and I will never become a Buddha. I am willing to bear your sins for you. If you recite my name more often, you can transfer your sins to me, so that you can die as soon as possible."

really!

You’ve seen Tu Qiong Dagger, right?

Dog Jizo!

Wang Yu complained crazily and silently in his heart.