The Great Desolation: At the beginning of the game, the sacrificial interpretation of the teaching i

In the deepest part of hell, when he heard "the third sage of the western land", Jizo could hardly hide his inner desire and excitement!

Yes.

I, Dizang, are only a distance away from the Holy Throne!

As long as all these ghosts from hell have been liberated, I, Dizang, will immediately become a Buddha, and become another saint who is second only to the leading leader and Zhunti leader!

"But teacher, no one outside knows the name of the disciple now."

Ksitigarbha still had regrets in his heart, and even had doubts.

Zhunti Taoist's voice came again with a smile: "Who doesn't know the prehistoric times, the most capable person around me is Dizang."

Dizang smiled slightly.

This is true.

"Teacher, I have done so many things for the West, I want to be the Lord of the West!"

Zhunti smiled inwardly, and said softly: "Don't worry, the God Conferred Calamity is over, and when the opportunity for the great prosperity of the West comes, the teacher will definitely recommend you as the Lord of the West!"

In this way, knowing that Houtu was only targeting the sea of ​​blood and not hell, Zhunti Taoist stopped by and brainwashed the Jizo in hell, and after making a promise of tears for three years and three years, he returned to Xuzhou first. Mishan has gone.

Of course, I didn't know that not long after the gala in Chaoge City that night, the Third Artillery Battalion of the Human Race Military Family entered the underworld under the leadership of the bull head and horse face after the holiday.

In front of the ghost gate, those souls who were still queuing to enter the underworld looked at the long line strangely.

"What big guy is this?"

"It's all covered with cloth, so I can't see clearly."

"Uncle, you just died, do you know what this is?"

"It seems to be a magic weapon newly developed by the third prince. I've heard of it before. It's called a cloud rocket launcher."

"Cloud rocket launcher?! Be good, so many? Let's count how many there are."

"Too many to count."

Snapped!

From time to time, the ghost messengers in charge will whip out the whip to make these ghosts look less and ask more questions, and walk quickly.

And when the tall, mountain-like warriors of the Wu tribe, when they saw the third corps of human warriors coming from the road, they also moved their feet one after another. They no longer straddled the road with their legs like Taoist gates, but began to stand Stay alert.

Such a high-scale escort, of course, is because it was confessed by the bull's head and horse face, not only that, it is said that this incident is also related to the Hou Tuzu witch.

So at this moment, even though many ghosts have seen the human army go down to the underworld, and pushed so many cloud rockets.

But no voice came out of the underworld, so no one knew what the third prince was doing that night.

80. Let's go, have fun with this king! (Happy New Year everyone!)

"Sister, we must take down the third prince this time!"

"Yes, sister, if we don't act, we will be abandoned by the empress."

"Yes, we have worked hard for so long, isn't it just for this day!"

"Shh, but don't startle the snake, we need to know what the third prince likes first, so we can prescribe the right medicine."

"My sister is right, otherwise we-send one first."

"This task is very difficult, - let me go."

"No, Zhizhi is too young and inexperienced, so let me go."

"If none of you are the right person, if you choose, I'm still reluctant to do it..."

Swish.

The three demons of Xuanyuan Grave all looked at the stinky and shameless Fairy Bixia, causing her to smile embarrassingly and stop talking.

In the end, she was still tender.

"Draw lots."

"Yes, yes, draw lots."

Xuanyuan Jiujiu, also known as the Nine-Tailed Fox, seemed to have existed for a long time, and took out four long sticks: "It's fair, whoever is the shortest will get close to the third prince first."

"it is good!"

Xuanyuan Pipi couldn't wait, and took one first, and pulled it out.

Xuanyuan Zhizhi also chooses left and right, pulls out one, and compares it with the fine jade pipa, instantly frustrated.

"Ha ha!"

Xuanyuan Pipi successfully eliminated one, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: The lovely third prince is mine now!

Fairy Bixia didn't seem to care, so she took one casually, but...

"In the face of strength, luck is worthless."

Fairy Bixia gestured with a small stick in her hand that was nearly one-third shorter than the essence of the jade pipa, with a calm expression.

"Okay, since fate has chosen me..."

"Wait, wait a minute."

Xuanyuan Jiujiu easily opened his hand, the last one.

hiss!

Fairy Bixia's beautiful pupils shrank, how, how is it possible!

The one that the Nine-Tailed Fox was holding tightly was only the length that exposed the tiger's mouth!

Therefore, it is obvious that hers is the shortest in the audience!

The nine-tailed fox seemed timid and said: "Maybe fate, it turned a corner."

Fairy Bixia: "..."

In the end, I would like to bet and admit defeat.

Xuanyuan Jiujiu had already hidden the bamboo stick that he secretly broke off, and went to look for Wu Geng as a victor.

It wasn't until she left that Fairy Bixia murmured to herself: "I always feel that something is wrong, but I just can't figure out why it is wrong."

Xuanyuan Pipi and Xuanyuan Zhizhi also looked at each other: they feel the same way.

I always feel that I am being rubbed against the ground by some mysterious force.

...

...

"Xuanyuan Jiujiu? Talk about your heart?"

Wu Geng just woke up early, and just about to have a morning exercise, Su Daji came to report.

"It's not what you said, son, I can come to you at any time."

Su Daji originally wanted to accompany Wu Geng for a morning exercise, but was turned off by this demon fox, and now she also looks unhappy.

Wu Geng pinched his forehead, it was difficult.

Doctor Xiuxian is easy to find, but it is not easy to find capable artists from the past.

Especially those like the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Monsters are even more rare.

For the development of cultural undertakings, Wu Geng still had to meet him.

But he also knew that women were very troublesome. Seeing this, he was afraid that if it was going to be dawn again, then his day would be in vain.

Now is the rising period of the development of the human race, and I have to race against time.

"You tell her, get ready, the king will take her to have sex, chat while doing it."

Wu Geng's rumors soon reached Nine-Tailed Fox's ears, she was inexplicably happy, cannon?Just listening is something that can increase the distance between each other!

So I excitedly put on makeup, chose clothes, and finally got dressed up beautifully, and was dragged to the underworld by Wu Geng to watch the Yunxiao rocket launcher.

"Third, third prince, this, this is the cannon you mentioned?"

Xuanyuan Jiujiu was already in a mess, looking at this magic weapon after another, I always felt that I had misunderstood something.

Wu Geng smiled slightly: "Otherwise?"

He patted the dark and thick barrel, and said with a sense of accomplishment: "This is my king's cannon. Although there are very few of them now, there will be hundreds of millions in the future. By then, one cannon will be hundreds of millions of rounds. Who can do it?" I can stand it."

Nine-tailed Fox didn't understand anything, so he could only nod along stupidly.

"Young master, everything is ready."

Hell is not a space with upper and lower layers, but many parallel spaces. It is just that different hells are divided into eighteen spaces because of different punishments.

Hell is endless, unless the laws of life and death and reincarnation are completely changed, hell is not hell.

It is precisely because of this that Zhunti sages tricked their disciple Ksitigarbha into hell to do business, just to covet the continuous stream of merit here.

But the merits and virtues in hell are not easy. There is only one person in Dizang. If you are lucky, you can hold a Dharma meeting and save more people. If you are unlucky, if no one listens to his teachings, you will get nothing. .

So the work in hell is still very hard.

On this day, because he was once again believed in the words of the Zhunti leader, Ksitigarbha was preparing to show off his glory and hold a big Dharma conference.

He wants to tell all the disciples of the Western religion that the most capable person in the West is Ksitigarbha.

"Nan Wu..."

As a result, Ji Zang was just about to start, and before he could say a sentence of Namo Amitabha, he heard an unknown rumbling sound.

The movement was out of control from the very beginning, just like setting off firecrackers during the New Year, crackling everywhere, and it couldn't stop at all.

The underworld shook instantly!

Unlike the last holy bullet test, it fell on the side of the blood sea, so many people in the underworld didn't know it. Even if anyone felt something, they only thought it was their own movement on the side of the blood sea.

After all, Patriarch Styx was happy every day.

But today, the news came from hell, and Wu Geng didn't hide too much his purpose of testing the hell, so he pulled the three thousand cloud rocket launchers into the hell.

Now three thousand cloud rocket launchers are attacking the first layer of hell space. Not to mention the shock of the ghosts and gods in hell, even the nine-tailed fox who was lucky enough to see this scene was already stunned. The lips were small and the mouth couldn't close together.

In the land of the six realms of reincarnation, seeing the rockets that flew out like a meteor shower after one firing, I was amazed.

Originally thought that "Bi Luo" and "Yellow Spring" were already the forte of this little human prince, but looking at it now, the cloud bazooka is his magic weapon in conventional combat!

But if you think that Wu Geng is just trying out the firing of the Yunxiao Rocket Artillery Regiment, then you are wrong. If you want to achieve such an exercise, you can do it on the prehistoric land, and it can also have the effect of deterring the princes of all towns.

So when Wu Geng came to the underworld this time, he didn't bombard the sea of ​​blood or Huangquan, he just bombarded hell. Of course, he had other purposes.

boom!

When the first shell hit the ground, what exploded was not the self-detonating energy of an immortal, but the radiant law and awe-inspiring energy.

There are countless scriptures surrounding it, which explode like a ruler jade, like a spring rain falling.

This is the "merit bomb" jointly developed by Wu Geng and hundreds of qi trainers, especially Confucian qi trainers and Yin Yang school qi trainers.

The meaning is to hit the dead souls, to save them and gain merit.

Like the bright sun shining everywhere.

The entire first layer of hell was under the blanket strike of Yunxiao rocket launchers, and fireworks-like brilliance was blooming everywhere.

One scripture after another, one that exhorts goodness, one that saves people, one that talks about suffering, etc. stands out from the crowd, and it is so loud that it makes the ghosts in hell feel like they have been struck by lightning.

Also under the blessing of Haoran's righteousness, these ghosts felt a kind of truth, goodness and beauty from the world, and they all felt ashamed of their crimes.

hum.

When the first merit petals fell, even the human warriors and Qi trainers who were in charge of shooting also cheered excitedly.

When countless petals of meritorious virtues fell like rain, the whole hell screamed!

Wu Geng's R&D team hugged together to celebrate, success, they succeeded!

From then on, if the human race earns the merits of heaven, that is all they need to do is have a cannon!

In the land of the six realms of reincarnation, Houtu's eyes were wider than copper bells.