The third world does not cross the demon

Lian Yue, the little monk said that he will guard you for life and life, and be with you, never to be separated again!Now, you are still wandering between the six realms, how could this little monk abandon you?

"This..." Granny Meng showed embarrassment, and said hesitantly: "All souls who come to this Naihe Bridge will only re-enter reincarnation. There has never been an exception since ancient times. You monk actually...".

Before Granny Meng could finish speaking, Monk Budu folded his hands and said solemnly, "I hope the almsgiver will help you!" His resolute face was dignified, he nodded slightly, and leaned forward, appearing pious and firm.

Seeing his appearance, Meng Po couldn't help but feel agitated. She raised her eyes and said in doubt: "Monk, you should be empty of the four elements. What is your obsession in your heart? It made you lose the Buddha's heart, and you don't want to fall back into reincarnation?"

"My little monk said it, we are only waiting for that one person!" Monk Budu's eyes were clear and firm.

Lian Yue, the little monk will not enter reincarnation, just to wait for you by the Naihe Bridge...

Seeing that he was deeply obsessed with her eyes lowered, Meng Po secretly said to herself, are you only waiting for that one person?Who is that man?When he actually became a monk's obsession...

Seeing the resolute appearance of the white-clothed monk, Po Meng felt a ripple in her heart. The young man in Tsing Yi who held a fan in his right hand and a sword in his left from a thousand years ago seemed to appear before her eyes again...

Po Meng couldn't help smiling bitterly, she even gave up her identity as the princess of the Asura Realm because of him, she was willing to stay on the Naihe Bridge to cook soup for the souls of the past, just so that she could often see his figure from afar...

It has been 1000 years, and I still can't let go of the obsession in my heart, so what right do I have to ask this monk in white about his obsession now?

"Monk, if you don't enter reincarnation, there is only one way since ancient times!" Meng Po put away her thoughts and said seriously.

Meng Po remembered that she couldn't love her, so she decided to fulfill this obsessed white-clothed monk.

She really wanted to see if this person, whom the monk in white was waiting for, was worth it!

"Also ask the benefactor to enlighten me!" Monk Budu's originally calm eyes flashed brightly in an instant.

Lian Yue, even if there is only a slight way, the little monk will have to wait here forever...

Because, the little monk is afraid, afraid that once you fall into reincarnation, you will never find the little monk again...

Perhaps the expectation in the eyes of the monk in white was too strong, Po Meng couldn't help but sighed, and said: "All souls with deep obsessions and those who don't want to reincarnate can choose to jump into the Wangchuan River..."

When Monk Budu heard the words, Gujing Wubo's eyes looked towards the black Wangchuan River...

A thick layer of gray fog was shrouded above the river, making the entire Wangchuan River seem extremely strange.

Monk Budu leaned forward and looked down the bridge intently, but found that the thick gray fog was nothing but the result of thousands of resentments.

"These resentments..." Monk Budu clasped his hands together, and said solemnly: "Are these resentments left by those souls with obsessions?"

"That's right." Granny Meng smiled bitterly, took a bowl of soup and drank it down, and said bitterly: "Once a soul with obsession jumps into the Wangchuan River, its mind will be eroded by the river water, and everything will gradually be erased." And once these souls have no memory in their hearts, they will also have no obsessions. They only know that they are trapped in the river, but they can't remember why..."

"So, after a long time, these souls will feel resentment?" Monk Budu folded his hands in compassion towards Wangchuanhe, the corners of his eyes were full of compassion for saving all living beings.

"That's right!" Granny Meng smiled bitterly, staring into Monk Budu's eyes, and said, "Monk, you should go back in reincarnation! Otherwise, like these souls, you will stay in the Wangchuan River forever."

Monk, monk, I would like to see how deeply you are obsessed with the person you are waiting for?

Could it be that he willingly turned into a drop in the water of the Wangchuan River...

"Many thanks to the benefactor for your kind message!" Monk Budu once again performed a Buddhist ritual to Granny Meng, then turned around firmly and left.

Po Meng's two beautiful eyebrows were knitted together, and she thought to herself: Could it be that this monk was scared away?

Immediately shaking his head, the corner of his mouth smiled lightly and said: "It's good to scare away, so that there will be another innocent soul in the Wangchuan River."

However, he saw Monk Budu wearing a white cassock, walking down the Naihe Bridge, and walking straight to the bank of the Wangchuan River. Looking at the thick gray mist formed by countless resentments floating on the river, his expression was solemn and dignified, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Since the little monk once broke the cycle of karma, let the little monk do some good deeds for these vain creatures in the underworld today, and make up for the mistakes of the previous life!

Immediately, he clasped his hands together and recited the Sutra of Rebirth, his whole body exuded dazzling golden light, just like the Buddha was alive.

And the countless souls in the Wangchuan River heard the Buddhist scriptures of the past life, their hearts were originally restless, and they immediately calmed down, listening to the sound of chanting from the riverside with anticipation.

Monk Budu's chanting became louder and louder, and the Buddha's light on his body became more and more dazzling, as if he had not lost his Buddha's heart, nor had he died.

"Buddhas are born from the heart! Save all living beings!" Monk Budu made great vows, just to save countless resentful souls in the Wangchuan River.

In order to redeem the wronged soul, the little monk is also to redeem himself!

The Buddha's light on the banks of the Wangchuan River shines everywhere, and the originally black river is turned into a dazzling golden color by the Buddha's light of the Budu monk...

And those strong resentments that had been accumulated for thousands of years gradually became transparent under the light of Buddha...

Monk Budu clasped his hands together, solemn and sacred!Although there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead, he continued to recite Buddhist scriptures without hesitation.

Countless souls in the Wangchuan River stopped struggling when they heard the sound of Monk Budu chanting sutras, and their ferocious faces were replaced by calm and peaceful expressions.

One after another, the souls of resentment gradually became transparent under the Buddha's light. They all let go of the resentment in their hearts, turned into wisps of green smoke, and rose by the bank of Wangchuan River.

Seeing this, Po Meng put down the soup bowl in her hand, and looked at these souls of resentment that had been liberated, her heart couldn't be calm like a wave.

She has stayed at the Naihe Bridge for more than a thousand years, so she knows how deep the resentment of these souls in the Wangchuan River is, and even the Lord of the Underworld, the Ghost Emperor, can't do anything about it.

But now this white-clothed monk who has lost his Buddha's heart and used the technique of reincarnation from the dirty soil can make such a vow, and instantly save countless souls of resentment in the Wangchuan River.

His Dharma is so profound, what is he obsessed with in his heart, he lost his Buddha heart, gave up the pure cultivation of the Western Ultimate Bliss, and was willing to use the technique of reincarnation in the dirty soil, so that his soul fell into the underworld and no longer reincarnated...

Po Meng raised her head and looked at the soul of resentment that had turned into wisps of smoke. She couldn't help clasping her hands together, feeling admiration spontaneously in her heart.

However, this monk has already used the technique of reincarnation from the dirty soil, and he has broken the cycle of karma. He should have been dissipated, but now he has just arrived in the underworld and made such a big wish. I am afraid that the soul of this monk will...

Granny Meng's heart tightened, and she flew to the bank of Naihe Bridge, only to see the golden figure of Monk Budu shining brighter and brighter, in this gloomy underworld, it was as dazzling as tomorrow.

"Oops!" Granny Meng's beautiful eyebrows twitched together, and she shouted anxiously at Monk Budu: "Monk, stop!"

But Monk Budu didn't seem to hear it, he remained motionless like a mountain, the Buddha's light on his body became brighter and brighter, but the water of Wangchuan River became clearer and clearer...

"Crazy! This monk is really crazy!" Meng Po stomped her feet, seeing that the Buddha's light of the white-clothed monk was getting stronger and stronger, but there was nothing she could do.

The countless souls of resentment in the Wangchuan River are almost exhausted, and the entire Wangchuan River is as clear as the Milky Way above the heaven.

Monk Budu finally faded the Buddha light from his body, but his body was almost transparent, as if a gust of wind could blow away his soul.

"Monk, are you crazy?" Meng Po bit her lip and asked, "Didn't you say that you were waiting for someone and didn't want to fall into reincarnation? Then why did you end up in a trance in order to cross the river? ?”

"Young monk is just following your heart..." Monk Budu smiled at Granny Meng, his figure was like scattered light sand, gradually disappearing into nothingness...

Lian Yue, sorry!In the end, the little monk lost his words...

From now on, I can no longer wait for you to come back...

Lian Yue, take care!

Month after month, the little monk will probably disappear forever and ever in this vast world...

From now on, wherever you look, you will be me...

The little monk will turn into the wind in your ears and the flowers in your eyes, always by your side...

Lian Yue, I love you!

"Monk!" Granny Meng stood there dumbfounded, muttering in her mouth, "Is it worth it for you to cross the river with millions of resentful souls, but end up in a dire state?"

As soon as Po Meng finished speaking, before the monk could answer, a stalwart figure looking down on the world suddenly descended from the sky, stood with his hands behind his back, and stood beside the Naihe Bridge with his back to her.

When Po Meng saw it, she hurried forward, saluted respectfully, and said, "My lord!"

There was joy in his eyes, but he seemed to see the dawn of hope in his heart. Perhaps the ghost emperor could save the white-clothed monk just now.

The ghost emperor turned his back to Meng Po, looked at the crystal clear Wangchuan River, stood with his hands behind his back, and didn't respond to Meng Po, wondering what was going on in his heart at this moment.

Meng Po looked at the ghost emperor's back, then glanced at the place where the white-clothed monk disappeared just now, took a deep breath, raised her head as if she had made up her mind, and said firmly: "Yan Jidie has something to ask, and I also hope that you will come back to me." Promised!"

Only then did the Ghost Emperor turn his head around, and said calmly to Po Meng: "What is Po Meng talking about?"

"Back to Your Majesty!" Granny Meng bit her lower lip before continuing: "Just now there was a white-clothed monk who used the technique of reincarnation from the dirty soil, but saved the souls of resentment in the entire Wangchuan River, and I was lost because of it! I also hope that you can save him for the sake of saving sentient beings and immeasurable merit!"

"Oh?" There was a hint of a smile in the ghost emperor's eyes, but he pretended to be serious and said: "You know that monk used the technique of reincarnation from the dirty soil, the soul should have been detained in hell, and he would never be reborn, but he broke After entering the karmic reincarnation path, you should have lost your soul! Now you and him are just a one-sided relationship, why do you want to plead for him?"

"He still has obsessions..." Meng Po clenched her cuffs tightly, her eyes drooping.

I couldn't stop smiling wryly in my heart, thinking that she was the majestic Princess of the Asura Realm before she was alive, and she was willing to stay on the Naihe Bridge in the underworld because of her obsession in her heart, and became the Meng Po in the mouth of mortals...

"Forget it! This seat will fulfill you today!" The ghost emperor waved his sleeves, and at the same time he made a formula with both hands, and said the soul-calling mantra: "Wandering souls, where do you go? If I want to call you, you will come." "

In Po Meng's startled eyes, the ghost emperor's whole body was filled with ghostly aura, and golden light spots appeared in the sky...

"Come on!" The Ghost Emperor focused his eyes and pointed at these golden spots of light. These spots of light gradually gathered together, slowly pieced together into the appearance of the white-clothed monk...

"Monk!" Granny Meng couldn't help being overjoyed when she saw it!

"My little monk, I would like to thank the Ghost Emperor!" Monk Budu, whose soul was still weak, clasped his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute to the Ghost Emperor.

"Remember, I didn't help you for nothing! One day, when your consciousness returns, you can do me a favor!" The corner of Ghost Emperor's mouth rose slightly, as if saving him was just for a deal.

"Little monk, remember the kindness of the Ghost Emperor!" Monk Budu nodded slightly at the Ghost Emperor, as a promise to him.

"Your body is dead and your soul is shattered! Even if I temporarily condense your soul for you, it depends on your own good fortune to restore it to the original state!" The Ghost Emperor immediately shot a ghostly aura at the soul of Monk Budu.

This ghostly aura wrapped the soul of Monk Budu and flew into a bright red Bana flower.

This other shore flower burst into golden light in an instant, and the delicate and charming bright red gradually turned into a dazzling golden color.However, there is a ghostly aura faintly surrounding the flowers.

"Your Majesty, what is this?" Po Meng asked in bewilderment as she looked at the golden Bana flower growing by the Wangchuan River.

"As for when he will wake up, it's up to him..." The Ghost Emperor left only this sentence before disappearing in place.

Dong Jiang Jun, Dong Jiang Jun!Now you owe me a big favor!

But I really didn't expect it!You actually picked up a demon prince as your cheap son in the human world, and you picked up an eminent monk from the Western Buddhist world as your cheap son-in-law!

It's really... What a trick!

Now, after you rule the demon world, you will have something to ask for!

Although the ghost emperor has no expression on his face, deep in his heart he has a good plan!Silently calling my little Liujiu in my heart!

And Po Meng touched the golden Bianhua flower with her hand, shook her head, sighed, flew to the Naihe Bridge, filled a bowl of soup and drank it all, looked at the direction of the Ghost Prime Minister's Mansion from afar, and smiled wistfully. ...

But at this time, in the Demon Realm, there came a big news that was enough to shock the six realms!

The legendary prince of the demon clan finally defeated the prince of the demon clan after three lives and three lifetimes, and took sole control of the demon clan power by himself!

However, not long after, news came that the demon world was going to war with the underworld!

As soon as this incident happened, it not only shocked the underworld, but also shocked the other four worlds!

As early as a thousand years ago, the demon world joined forces with the heavens and the underworld to fight, but they did not get any benefits. As a result, the old demon is still imprisoned in hell and tortured...

However, is the new Mozun crazy?Want to repeat the same mistakes again...