Repugnant Gateway

"Where is that?"

An Zheng pointed to the place where Ziguang rose to the sky.

The ghost envoy looked carefully over there and said, "Looking at the direction like the Bliss Realm ... Each of the eighteen places has a Bliss Realm. Because some people say that **** was created by the Buddha, as long as they are willing to atone People can enter the world of bliss in hell, so there is this bliss world. "

An Zheng frowned slightly: "Who said this?"

The ghost messenger shook his head: "I don't know who said it, but the construction of Elysium Realm was supported by the emperors of the eighteen prefectures. Elysium Realm was built in every floor. But in fact, there are people who are willing to atone You can enter the Elysium world, only a group of murderers can enter. Elysium is charged, whoever has more money in the hand, who can enter. To be honest, ordinary people go to reincarnate early after death, and after reincarnation Ordinary people."

"And these people who were wicked during their lives, they have a fierce spirit, and they are still fierce after they arrive in the land. It is the same as the human world. Whoever is strong and who grabs a lot of money can enjoy it in the world of Elysium. Before you said you wanted to kill me, I knew I was guilty, and I knew I should be gone. But, I ca n’t control anything. I still have to control the person who appeared to sell the body at the beginning, but I ca n’t control it. "

"Someone sent a message to say that the business is above, and I won't be allowed to intervene."

The ghost messenger glanced at An Zheng: "Later, I became the kind of person I hate the most, and it got deeper and deeper. I know that I have been helping here for years, but I ca n’t help it, I ca n’t control it. . "

"When I started to enjoy, started to accept bribes, and started to be arrogant, I couldn't control it."

Anzheng was too lazy to listen to his confession. There were more people who confessed in front of Anzheng. He was most annoyed to confess before he died. Some people say that confession before death will show that there is such a kind of good intentions in a person's heart. An Zheng said that there is a good kind of good intentions and a fart. Before a person commits a lot of evil, he said before I die that I know it should be forgiven? Anzheng's answer was to **** a dick.

Some people can never be forgiven.

This ghost made the sound of the sound true, but actually only worried about Ann fighting him. He was already a dead man, and he still had an errand in the capital. If it is killed again, it will destroy the form and spirit, and will never enter the cycle of reincarnation.

"You don't need to tell me this."

An Zheng said: "You can forgive yourself, your son, your descendants and your immediate family can forgive you. But I will not, never will."

He moved towards Ziguang: "Lead the way ahead."

A ghost flashed in his eyes, thinking about how to get rid of this guy. But it is obviously not possible to rely on his own strength alone. This living person can move unhindered in hell, and the power is unfathomable. Either he has some treasure on his body, or it is really powerful. If it is a treasure, can the living people be brought to hell, then can the dead be brought back to the world?

The ghost messenger's mind moved abruptly, smiling flatteringly: "Xian Zun rest assured, I will take you to the place."

At the same time, far away and far away from Anzheng, it is precisely another direction for Anzheng to go. Faceless, the Xuan Ting, dressed in dark shackles, floated in mid-air. There is a small town under him, all of which are **** wicked people who have reunited their flesh. He looked down blankly, then reached down and pressed.

"All should be purified."

As his hand pressed down, a huge black lotus emerged from midair. With a terrifying breath, the lotus landed on the town like a mountain. Following the black lotus burst, the town of at least a few thousand people was directly razed to the ground.

A huge deep pit appeared on the ground, with gray and black dust floating everywhere. The particles floating in the mid-air seemed to block people's throat at any time, suffocating.

Monk Xuan Ting wiped out a town in one fell swoop, and turned away in the direction of An Zheng. The black monk's clothes on his body looked so strange, and dark golden runes flashed on his cassock.

Several ghost envoys came from a distance, and they were all startled when they saw the monk Xuan Ting.

"Stay with me."

Xuan Ting glanced at those ghost envoys: "Since then, for my servants, I will not kill you. If there is resistance, all forms will be destroyed."

The ghosts were frightened by the coercion of Xuan Ting, and they dare to resist. Several people knelt down and knelt down one after another, and they dared not look up. That dark cassock in **** is the symbol of the king of Tibet, and for them the king of Tibet is the master of hell. At that time, the Buddha turned into the king of the Tibetan Ming Dynasty and entered hell. He killed eighteen monarchs in a row. Since then, who dares to be arrogant in hell?

Later, when King Zangming disappeared, **** became even more chaotic.

These ghosts made Xuan Ting monk think that it was the return of the King of Tibet, and naturally they could only obey. Monk Xuan Ting was floating in the back, and a few of them led the way in the front, and soon found the nearest ghost envoy. A group of people were gambling among the ghosts, and when they heard the noise outside, they were frightened when they went out. Monk Xuan Ting reached out his finger, and the ghost made Yaya a ruin.

"Since then, serve me."

Xuan Ting's voice said without any fluctuation: "The ones who follow me live against us and the others die."

All the ghost messengers knelt down, shaking one by one in fright. In just a few days, Xuan Ting monk destroyed more than 100 towns and subdued at least 200 ghosts. These ghost envoys followed him like an army, and there was no place for them to pass.

An Zheng looked at the big city on the opposite side, which could be seen clearly, and he was shocked involuntarily. Who would have thought that such a city would still exist in this hell. The whole **** is gray and black, and An Zheng even wants to believe that the land in this place is not land, but a paved ashes.

But that big city was colorful, and the snow-white walls did not know what it was built from, and the buildings on the towers had bright red roofs. The closer you are, the more noticeable the dazzling color. Bright red, bright yellow, pure white, various colors mixed together, so that the city looks so gorgeous. At the gate of the city, the ghost ambassador glanced at An Zheng: "Ghost ambassadors everywhere can't enter the Elysium, and people without qualifications can't go in. You don't have any treasure, nor do you have a magic weapon from the **** system. If you do n’t go, I ’ll go over to the guard and talk about it to see if I can get along. ”

Ann nodded.

The ghost messenger then ran over in small steps, lowering his voice in the ear of the leader who kept the gate and said a few words. While he said from time to time, he turned back to look at Anzheng and his eyes were shining. At first, the leader sat at the door. After listening to a few words, he stood up and looked towards Anzheng. They thought that Anzheng could not hear from a long distance, but in fact Tianmu floated beside them.

The ghost said: "This uncle, I dare to guarantee that this guy is really a living person, he carries a treasure. As long as he is killed, the treasure is of course owned by Elysium, and I ... hehe, I want Not many, just a qualification that can live in Elysium. "

The leader was a fat bald man. He glanced at An Zheng and said to the ghost: "If it is as you said, it is certainly not difficult to give you the qualification to live in Elysium. But you know, dare to lie to us None of them have a good ending. For us, it ’s too easy for you to stay out of samsara, and obviously too kind. We will put you in the blood pool and endure the suffering every day. "

The ghost messenger shuddered a little: "Uncle, how dare I lie to you. Who doesn't know, rather fooling Buddha than bliss."

"Go, let him wait there, and I will go to the Lord of the World to report to you first. If there is any treasure, your merits will not be small, and there will be a lot of rewards."

The ghost envoy nodded quickly: "Thank you, thank you, then I'll go back and wait."

The bald man waved his hand, and the ghost trotting back immediately.

When he arrived in front of Anzheng, the ghost entourage smiled and said, "It has been said, after they know that you are an immortal deity, they are ready to let go. And the monk you are looking for should be in the bliss world, At this time, he is a guest in the house of the realm. The realm is a person who believes in the Buddhism, and he is very excited to invite the master to talk about Zen. Knowing that you are a friend of the master, you will be put in soon. of."

Ann nodded: "So, it's useless to make you?"

The ghost was stunned for a moment, and his face immediately changed: "Xianzun, what do you mean?"

"The meaning is clear."

An Zheng raised his hand, and a huge suction appeared in his palm. The ghost turned and ran, but he couldn't run out at all. In the silver light of one after another, his body was sucked back into Anzheng's palm. Anzheng's palm was close to the ghost's back. The ghost's body quickly dissipated, and the power of **** in his body was like tide. The same as venting outside, as much as possible was sucked into the body.

"You told the man to grab my treasure?"

An Zheng's mouth twitched, and his smile was extremely cold.

"You don't even have the qualifications to look up to me."

The white light on Anzheng's hand shattered, and the ghost's body turned into an ashes on the ground. An Zheng flicked his sleeves, and the layer of ashes was blown away to the distance, spreading on the ground, and it couldn't be separated.

It did n’t take long for the bald man to hurried out from inside, with a flattering smile on his face: "I do n’t know if Xianzun is here, there will be a long way to go. I have reported it to Master Lord, and he has ordered you to enter the city. Adults are waiting for you in your house. "

An Zheng uttered: "I'm going in, but I don't need his permission."

As soon as he waved his hand, the bald body exploded and instantly turned into fly ash. A black airflow merged into Anzheng's body, and Anzheng slowly walked towards the side of Elysium. When the bald subordinates saw Anzheng raising their hands to kill, they dared not resist and evaded. An Zheng walked from the gate into the Elysium, full of beautiful flowers.

The city is full of flowers, white walls and red tiles. Other places are gray, this place is colorful. And there are still a lot of trees here. When An Zheng passed by, he found that the trees changed shape as he walked forward.

A group of people wearing black robes walked towards Anzheng strenuously, and the person headed by them was covered in black robes. The hat on the black robe was large, but it was pressed down so low that he couldn't even see his face. His pace is strange, as if he can't walk, and when he walks, the black robe swings, and he can see that the feet are not exposed.

"Now that I have come in."

The man in black robe raised his head, and there was no face in it at all, but there were two groups of green fire: "Then enjoy more enjoyment in this Elysium."

That sound, An Zheng seemed to have known each other.