I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

In the Great Leiyin Temple.

Under the Bodhi Seat.

Sixteen people looked at each other, but no one answered.

It is recognized by the world that the West is barren, but no matter how barren the West is, it is still countless times better than the underworld, let alone these disciples of the saint who are studying under the guidance of the saint.

The underworld in their eyes is roughly equivalent to the war-torn and poverty-stricken areas in the eyes of later generations of Chinese people.

Who would want to work in a war-torn and poverty-stricken area when someone who could be happy in his own circle?

Isn't this just making fun of your own life and future?

On the lotus platform, Zhunti had a clear view of the resistance of the sixteen people. Even though he knew it would be like this, he still felt disappointed after seeing it with his own eyes.

Of the sixteen direct disciples, none of them are willing to devote themselves to the common people. Where have their Buddhist studies gone?

"Do you still have compassion?"

Zhunti waited for a while, but when no one answered, he asked coldly.

The disciples continued to remain silent, with their heads lowered like quails, for fear that Zhunti would call them names.

They don't think that refusing to go to hell is a sign of lack of compassion, but actually going to hell for so-called compassion is a real lack of heart.

Seeing that these bastards were still pretending to be deaf and mute, Zhunti became furious and pointed his halberd at everyone: "It seems that you have all been corrupted by your current life. From now on, you will take turns to be reincarnated and realize the Buddha's heart. If If you still can’t realize the Buddha’s heart, then you will continue to be reincarnated for the rest of your life!”

The sixteen people were shocked and hurriedly knelt on the ground and prayed for a while. Some people even cried and acted like crazy.

Unexpectedly, Zundi's heart was as hard as iron, so he directly called the monk Buddha and suppressed all sixteen people.

It should be noted that the reincarnation he mentioned does not go through the six reincarnations, but seals the memory of this life, directly puts it into the woman's body, and is reborn through the body of the Buddha's mother.

In this way, we can awaken the memory and wisdom of the past life in the future. Otherwise, if one sip of Meng Po soup wipes out all memories, how can there be any possibility of awakening?

After dealing with these sixteen people, Zhunti let out a breath of evil breath, turned his head and said, "I made you laugh."

Qin Yao shook his head: "No. Instead, I was wondering whether the saint's punishment to them was too harsh? There is a saying, even I definitely don't want to go to hell."

Zhunti said calmly: "This incident is just an introduction. Even if there is no such thing, they should continue to reincarnate and awaken in the reincarnation. Otherwise, if they sit in this high position for a long time, they will be separated from thousands of believers, and gradually they will disappear. He loses his feelings and eventually becomes a cold Machiavellian machine.”

Qin Yao: "..."

So the source of Buddha's reincarnation originated from you? !

When it comes to Buddhist reincarnation, the most famous one is Jin Chanzi’s ten reincarnations...

"We have solved these people, but the problem has not been solved. Do you have any good ideas for this?" Zhunti suddenly asked.

Qin Yao said calmly: "Are there more than just these sixteen people in the Western world? Finally, we can find a great enlightened person to take on this important task."

"You're a slippery man." Zhunti was speechless, and then said: "Then you can travel to the West with Pindao to find such a great enlightened person."

Qin Yao said hurriedly: "Sage, I still have to go to the battlefield of Conferring Gods to perform meritorious service. I once..."

"Credit also needs to be recognized by force. If no one recognizes your credit, then no matter how much you do, it will have no effect."

Zhunti interrupted: "Listen to me and travel with me to the West. On behalf of the Western religion, I recognize your outstanding contribution in the Battle of the Gods."

Qin Yao: "..."

Holy power is power.

When the Holy Power took effect, it blocked all his escape routes.

Fortunately, although the West has a vast land and abundant resources, it has little to do with outstanding people. Often a city-state cannot choose any decent candidates at all.

Therefore, it took only seven days for an old man and a young man to inspect twenty-two city-states. Finally, on the eighth day, they discovered a small sect saint named Guangmu in a small state.

This woman was extremely prestigious in the city-state, and even the city lord was a believer in her. He designated a large area for her to worship the Buddha and pay homage to her deceased mother.

"What do you think of this girl?" Zhunti asked Qin Yao after observing Guangmu girl for two days.

"It is extraordinary to be able to brainwash a poor commoner because of her background... no, to educate the leader of a country and support her like a Buddha." Qin Yao replied.

Zhunti said: "Then I'll ask her."

After saying that, he manifested his true body directly in the Buddha's house, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere.

Such movement naturally attracted the attention of the bright-eyed girl. The round-faced woman, who looked to be in her thirties and had a friendly smile, looked at the light and immediately stood up to pay her respects: "Guang-eyed girl pays homage to my Buddha."

"Do you know who I am?" Zhunti asked.

The bright-eyed woman shook her head: "Young women don't know, but you still hope that I, the Buddha, will tell you the name of the Dharma..."

"I am Zhunti, the leader of the Western Sect."

"Meet the leader." The bright-eyed woman was shocked and immediately paid homage, bowing to the ground.

Zhunti looked down at the woman lying in front of him and asked: "Guangmu Girl, are you willing to abandon everything and leave with me?"

"The faithful woman is willing to leave everything behind and follow the leader." The bright-eyed woman said immediately.

Zhunti said again: "If I accept you as my disciple, but then send you to hell to save evil ghosts, and if the hell is not empty, you will not be able to return Yang, will you still be willing?"

The bright-eyed woman responded: "A woman of faith will never regret her death."

Zunti was very satisfied with her attitude and continued, "You are a woman. What if those vicious ghosts in hell refuse to obey you?"

Guangmu girl reacted very quickly and said almost without thinking, "Then please give me three things before I set off."

Zunti asked curiously, "What are those three things?"

"Ruler, Bodhi staff, and ghost-killing knife."

Guangmu girl said in a serious tone, "If there are evil ghosts who refuse to obey the believer, the believer will first teach them with the ruler to make them understand the hierarchy and the truth. If they still refuse to obey, they will be beaten with the Bodhi staff to make them enlightened. If the Bodhi staff still cannot make them enlightened, it means that this ghost is stubborn and hopeless, so they will be killed with the ghost-killing knife to warn the hundred."

Zunti's eyes lit up and continued, "What if they still refuse to obey?"

Guangmu girl raised her head suddenly, her face firm, "I will not be a Buddha until hell is empty."

Feeling the murderous aura coming from the other party, Qin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes.

In other places, this sentence is a word of great compassion.

But when used here, the murderous aura is soaring and the evil aura is boiling.

If killing one person to warn the hundred fails, then kill all the hells. If hell is not empty, I will not be a Buddha.

What a cruel woman.

Zhunti likes this kind of cruel people. He laughed and said, "Very good, from now on, you are my disciple."

After that, he turned his head and looked at Qin Yao: "She is a piece of unpolished jade, which still needs to be carved. I will bring her into Buddhism and carve it carefully.

You wait patiently. After the battle of the gods is over, I will let her go to hell with you. She will guard hell and save the dead, and you will comprehend the human book and become a human flower."

Qin Yao nodded and bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, saint."

"Disciple, get up, follow me to the paradise and practice the true meaning of the great way." Zhunti said to Guangmu girl.

"Yes." Guangmu girl turned slowly and smiled kindly when she passed by Qin Yao.

Qin Yao pursed his lips, turned around and watched the two people fly out of the Buddhist temple, thinking: It's a mess, it's all messed up...

He is like a devil butterfly in troubled times, wherever he flies, there will be a butterfly effect.

Guangmu girl became Zhunti's disciple by accident, isn't this a generation difference?

In his memory of the first life, people generally believe that Guangmu girl is Tathagata's disciple.

If Tathagata worships Bodhi in the future, then Guangmu girl will become Tathagata's senior sister?

Then the question is.

Who will be Tathagata in this time and space?

In the original work, the one who is closest to Tathagata's identity is Duobao, after all, there is a sentence in the original text that Duobao worships Sakyamuni in the West.

But now the plot has been changed by himself, and Duobao is likely to not be able to worship Sakyamuni.

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out who could be Tathagata, so he simply stopped thinking about it...

"Who cares who can be Tathagata, as long as I don't be Tathagata."

Muttering silently in his heart, Qin Yao used his magic power, formed seals with his hands, and opened a dimensional door leading to Wuzhuang Temple in this Buddhist temple.

The Book of Man needs to wait for Zhunti to train Guangmu Girl before it can be obtained, so is there any clue about the Book of Earth now?

The answer is...

Not yet!

I don't know where the Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi took a group of disciples to discuss the Tao, and there has been no news so far...

At the same time.

The Zhou army and the Jiejiao group of immortals launched a fierce battle in Mianchi County. In the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, black winds rolled, and the magic weapons shone. The huge sound of the collision of weapons was like thunder, which was faintly heard by the people of the distant Lintong Pass and the Shang army in Muye.

The battle lasted for nine hours. In the end, Yang Jian, covered in blood, led Nezha and others, who were also wearing blood-stained robes, to fly out of the immortal formation and rush into the Zhou army. Jiang Ziya, who was waiting inside the Zhou army, immediately responded with the apricot yellow flag and blocked the killing-thrilling demons of Jiejiao.

After the battle, Jiang Ziya counted the results of the battle, and was happy and worried.

The good news was that many people could be added to the list of gods in this battle.

The worry was that Wen Pin, Cui Ying, Jiang Xiong, and Chong Heihu, who were slightly higher in quality, were all immortals in their Zhou army camp, and although there were more demons and immortals who died in the Jiejiao camp, most of them were not qualified to be gods.

He couldn't get over the mental barrier of conferring such demons and immortals who were obviously used to make up the numbers as gods!

It was also through this battle report that Jiang Ziya deeply realized that he couldn't go on like this. The other side was obviously going to use enough inferior horses to fight to death the superior horses in his own camp, which was too much of a loss.

Therefore, he secretly contacted Daji who lived in Mianchi County, told her about this matter, and asked her to think of a solution.

Now, the sunk cost that Daji paid to preserve the foundation of the Shang Dynasty is too high, so high that she dare not give up easily.

So she couldn't refuse Jiang Ziya's request that benefited both sides. After thinking about it, she decided to ask the king to follow the example of Wen Taishi in the past, set up a list of talents, recruit talents, and resist the Zhou army.

She saw clearly that when Wen Taishi recruited talents in the past, many mountain and wild immortals did not dare to join the battlefield of the Conferred God, for fear of being liquidated afterwards.

Now that Jiejiao has set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation in Mianchi County, it is enough to prove Jiejiao's attitude. Maybe some immortals will come to apply?

After making suggestions to King Zhou, she made the same suggestion to Chang'er Dingguangxian, hoping that Chang'er Dingguangxian could call some powerful fellow disciples to come, so as to avoid the two of them facing a disaster after the cannon fodder is used up.

If Daji had proposed this before today's battle, Chang'er Dingguangxian would have thought that she was just exaggerating.

But at this moment, looking at the more than 300 fellow disciples who died on the battlefield, he remained silent.

Three hundred people may be insignificant to tens of thousands of people, but if the three hundred people who died were all acquaintances, it would feel different.

In fact, not only he was in a heavy mood, but other fellow disciples were also in a heavy mood. Some demons and immortals were even thinking about leaving, but they just didn't know how to mention it.

Within the Ten Thousand Immortals Array.

Changer Dingguangxian glanced at a fellow demon immortal with a dejected name, and said loudly: "Fellow disciples, although we killed more than 300 brothers in this battle, we also killed many immortal generals of the Zhou army! He even beat Yang Jian, Nezha and others to flight.

We were a little injured and bled a little, but to Zhou Jun, this little blood injury was nothing to mention. They were the ones who were really injured. Next, it’s up to us to see who can endure it better. Tens of thousands of people versus a dozen or so people. The advantage is mine, the advantage is ours! "

All the fairies: "..."

How many people died in the Zhou army? More than 300 of them died. I still have the advantage?

How many co-authors can use one for a hundred?

"It would be great if senior brother could have left the Six Soul Banner and cursed Yang Jian and others to death, so those junior brothers would not have to die." A demon immortal who was quite close to Long Er Dingguang Immortal said.

Long-eared Dingguangxian shook his head: "That kind of saint's magic weapon is not something we can use easily. If we use it forcefully, there will be divine punishment. Everyone, don't think so much, cheer up, we will definitely be the final winner!"

"Meet the saint."

At this time, the demon immortal who was arranged by Chang'er Dingguang to send the banners trekked for a long time and finally arrived at Biyou Palace and paid homage to the leader of Tongtian Cult in the temple.

Leader Tongtian waved, and the six-soul flag in the wooden box behind him flew up into the air and fell into his palm.

After a moment, the leader raised the tail of his flag and glanced at the three names written by King Zhou, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

Didn't it mean that Di Xin only cursed Ji Fa and Huang Feihu to death? Why is Shen Gongbao's name also on it?

Since Di Xin was able to write down Shen Gongbao's name, why didn't he hear about him being cursed to death?

Regarding this, the leader fell into deep thought, but couldn't figure it out.

After a long time.

He couldn't help but be curious, so he transformed into a white-robed immortal, tearing apart the void. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the Battlefield of the Gods. He then scanned both the enemy and us with his spiritual mind, but there was no sign of the leopard spirit.

But he was not in a hurry, so he found a hotel in Lintong Pass and stayed there, silently waiting for the other party to come back.

A few days later.

Qin Yao passed through the gate of dimension and appeared outside Lintong Pass.

Looking around, I saw that the city was wrapped in white and everyone wore white linen on their heads. It was obvious that important generals had died in the war.

Looking back towards the direction of Mianchi County, his eyes suddenly filled with black energy and awe-inspiring demonic aura. The Ten Thousand Immortal Formation composed of tens of thousands of demonic immortals stirred up the wind and clouds, causing dark clouds to billow over Mianchi County.

"What a sin."

Qin Yao sighed. The next moment, his eyes suddenly blurred. When his vision gradually became clear, he suddenly saw the person he least wanted to see... (End of Chapter)