Legend of the Great Sage

readx(); The big indigo ghost uses a steel fork to fish Li Qingshan out of the oil pan and send it down to the depths of hell.

Only after he got out of the frying pan, he went up to the mountain of knives again, with ten thousand blades cluttering together, and the cold light flashing.

Li Qingshan saw it and said with a smile: "Good place!" He let out a long sigh, but he remembered the Endless Crazy Flower Sword.

"Do you know what you're afraid of?" The big indigo ghost grinned and pushed Li Qingshan up the mountain of knives. Then he stared wide-eyed, but saw Li Qingshan walking on the mountain of swords with his hands behind his back, not like a ghost who was beaten into hell, but like a tourist on a mountaineering outing. That thousand sharp edges, let alone hurt him in the slightest.

The big indigo ghost hurriedly returned to report, Judge Lu was even more angry, slapped the gavel: "Trash!" He grabbed a token and smashed it on the head of the big indigo ghost: "Continue! There is no need to report again, if he If you can't suffer, just go down to the next level!"

The big ghost indigo picked up the ticket and turned back to the small hell of the knife mountain. He was extremely annoyed in his heart, but he dared to resent the dignified judge, grabbed Li Qingshan and left, saying fiercely: "Boy, you really think you have done a few good deeds, just Can you escape punishment?"

Li Qingshan smiled: "As I expected, I didn't expect this hell to be really fair!"

"Fair?" The indigo ghost smiled cruelly: "I want you to know that this is the most unjust place in the world!"

Li Qingshan glanced at him, and saw the imprints of Lingzhi on his head and face: "I think you are also an unlucky person!"

The indigo ghost was furious: "Shut up!"

Then Li Qingshan visited the Bronze Axe Hell and Iron Tree Hell again. A copper axe won't hurt him, but an iron tree won't hurt him.

In the hell of hunger, the belly is full, and in the hell of thirst, the mouth is full of water.

In the black cloud sand little hell, only the breeze is blowing. In the small hell of feces and urine, there is only a pool of clear water.

The poisonous bees did not come to sting him, nor did the poisonous snakes come to haunt him. Not afraid of disemboweled belly, not afraid of crow eating heart and liver.

The indigo ghost looked more and more hideous at first, but later, it gradually corrected its color and added a touch of respect.

After so many years in hell, I have seen countless evil spirits. When the pain was extreme, there were not a few people who scolded the judge Yin Shuai and even Yama Jizo, but they had never seen such a calm prisoner. It seems that he is not going to the depths of hell, but is reborn in the blissful world. From start to finish. Not the slightest resentment and despair.

And in such a deep hell, without any punishment, it is clear that he has made a lot of merit.

"Who the hell are you?"

Li Qingshan replied awkwardly: "Is it important?"

"Don't be too proud! Even if the merit is very deep,

But is there no sin? "

Li Qingshan sighed: "My sins are innumerable. There is no redemption for death!"

Under his will, the air-devouring beast devoured countless worlds, causing countless people to lose their homes and annihilated countless living beings.

Speaking of the Five Continents World, he allowed everyone to practice and cultivate, but it brought hundreds of years of turbulent times. Countless warriors and monks were born, and they fought in the sky and sea, and it brought more than just legends.

The big indigo ghost was stunned for a moment and looked at him up and down. I feel invisible. If it is said that he is a demon cultivator who does all evil, how can he accumulate such deep merit?

"If what you say is true, then you are finished. Go further into the depths of hell, as long as you have a trace of sin, you will not be able to escape punishment. By then, the deeper the sin, the greater the pain!"

Unconsciously, there was no schadenfreude in his tone, but some emotion.

"Isn't that what you want?"

"I have no grievances or enmity with you, what does it mean to me? I think it's worthless for you. Your merit is far greater than your sins, and you are not in the same path with those damn demons, just pay the money honestly and pass the test. , what's the trouble with this?"

"Who said there is no justice here. Don't you have it in your heart?" Li Qingshan smiled and said: "If you have this thought, I may be able to spare your life in the future!"

"You spare my life?!"

The big indigo ghost laughed and got into such a situation, do you still want to get out of this hell? But under Li Qingshan's gaze, he gradually stopped laughing, but felt a little terrified.

Li Qingshan urged: "Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up!"

Immediately after reaching the sixth level of hell, a small ant-devoured hell.

Li Qingshan frowned and began to feel a little pain. Although the pain is not very deep, it is unbearable itching and restless.

Inexplicably recalled the years in Woniu Village, not a good childhood, but trapped in the body of a child, in a small village, often abused by brothers and sisters. He slept in a pile of hay in the cowshed for many years, and was often bitten by mosquitoes all night.

"You know it's uncomfortable!"

"Well, it's very uncomfortable."

"Then take it easy!"

The big indigo ghost sat down in a corner. He was sent by Judge Lu to take charge of rectifying Li Qingshan.

Originally, he was scolded by Judge Lu, and he was very angry with Li Qingshan, and he was going to send him into the depths of hell, but he changed his mind unknowingly. I think it's enough to perfunctory this errand, and I don't have to be angry for the surnamed Lu.

Li Qingshan nodded, closed his eyes, and silently endured the bite.

He knew very well that the test had just begun! It was a fluke to be able to get past the first few floors, but that's it.

There are no good people in front of the evil mirror, and there is no paradise in hell. Without a thousand hardships, a thousand hardships, how did you get to the depths of hell to see that great sage, and then to the nine heavens to see Brother Niu.

He suspects that Meng Po Tang actually has the opposite effect, not to make people forget, but to make people remember, which is hundreds of times stronger than the effect of "remembering water".

In a trance, still in the haystack of the cowshed, facing the green cow with its broken horn, he was looking at him with wet eyes, silently waiting for him to make a choice.

For ordinary emperors, the sun god is basically everything, the condensation of all souls, spirits and mana, but he can simply abandon the sun god and re-condense in the small world. come out.

He can still make a choice, choose not to suffer, and choose a path.

It's not that he has no way out, and the Five Continents World is his best way out.

Wuzhou World has grown into a super-large world, and in the near future, it can accommodate the existence of five calamities. As the god of the world, as long as he hides in the world of Wuzhou, he can be with the world, even the gods can't help him.

Everything is there, why suffer in this hell?

At this moment, an ant climbed up on his eyelids and was suddenly pinched by him.

The big indigo ghost said: "Can you finally bear it?"

This is the sixth level of hell, different from the original Daoshan oil pan, touching a deeper law. There's no need for little devils who burn pots and sharpen knives. All appearances are born from the mind, and states are created by the mind. These ants can't escape at all, and they can't kill them. No matter how hard they struggle, they will definitely be bitten.

Li Qingshan put the ants down gently and opened his eyes: "Keep going!"

"What did you say?!"

"Go to the next floor, there's nothing interesting here!"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"I've accepted your wishes, but let's keep going!"

Li Qingshan's eyes were bright and his expression was stubborn.

From the moment he stepped out of Woniu Village, he was determined not to look back, there was no way out, no matter if it was a village or a world.

Even if he really falls into the endless hell, he will never be reborn, and he will have no regrets or regrets. (To be continued.)