Chapter 18 The Disk of Merit
As soon as the true body of merit came out, all the evil ghosts in the eighteen levels of hell trembled.
The evil ghosts surrounding everyone felt something was wrong. They were about to turn around and run away, but it was too late.
The Buddha's light has been passed through the three realms of the prehistoric world. It has always been famous for its great power, fast speed, and extremely high salvation. The only disadvantage is that the process of salvation is a bit painful.
The moment Tang Hao clasped his hands together and spoke, there was no winner except himself.
"Buzz, Duludulu, Zhayamuk Soha!"
"Oh."
"Oh oh."
"Ah, hee, hee."
"Ah, hey, hey."
"Ah, heh, heh, heh."
After reading these few short passages, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. Within a radius of thousands of miles, all the resentful souls ignited their karma, and they turned into ashes in less than three seconds.
The eighteenth floors of hell were empty on the spot.
Many ghost soldiers and ghosts did not withstand this passage of scripture. Many of them chose to stop themselves and end the pain while foaming at the mouth.
It’s not that they were being liberated, but that this passage of scripture is too lethal, and they can’t stand it physically and have a mental breakdown.
All the evil ghosts around Tang Hao disappeared, and even the water of the Wangchuan River retreated automatically and returned to calm. The flow of the river increased a lot, and it seemed that it was escaping something.
Tang Hao sighed: "Amitabha, this Buddha's light is very useful, it's really good!"
"My little master, please stop talking, I can't stand it anymore." Yuan Tiangang's face turned pale. He pulled Tang Hao's clothes and reminded.
Tang Hao looked back and saw that Li Er, Judgment Cui and the ghost soldiers escorting him were all lying on the ground, their eyes closed, and their lives and death were unknown.
They were lucky, and they were shocked by the Buddha's light Pudu Sutra at the first time. They did not suffer too much pain, and they could save their lives.
Countless merits flew towards Tang Hao, and the merits in his dantian expanded by nearly a hundred times, and were almost the size of West Lake.
In Yuan Tiangang's horrified gaze, the golden light on Tang Hao's body gradually disappeared, replaced by the merit disc behind his head.
A merit disc that is round, big, and rich, is not as small as it has just condensed. Even among saints, it is not small.
"The little master is not the reincarnation of a saint, right?" Yuan Tiangang murmured to himself.
He figured this out and suddenly felt that all the confusion in his mind was solved.
No wonder the little master can slap the girl in red to death,
No wonder the little master can save all the evil ghosts on a road to the underworld.
No wonder the ten Yanjuns are respectful to the little master and call them saints, and they really are saints.
After a long time of doing this, I turned out to be self-indulgent and thought that the top ten Yan Jun had recognized the wrong person. In fact, the clown has always been me.
Priest Yuan silently put down Tang Hao's clothes, he silently patted the clothes flat, and then took two steps back cautiously, with an extremely respectful attitude.
Although I was very panicked, the Taoist priest still felt that I was promising in his heart.
After all, I saw the saint with my own eyes and touched it a few times. With this experience, who else can surpass me in the cultivation world of the Tang Dynasty?
You must remember the things you have done in the past two days and don’t forget them. When you get old, you can show off your grandson and say: I remember that back then, your grandfather and the saints went to the underworld together. This sounds so shameless...
After the merit disc appeared, Tang Hao found that he had been in charge of all things, his luck soared, and he had an illusion that he had no evil ghosts around him now, otherwise he could do an experiment.
As long as the merit disc appears behind the head and there is no need to recite the sutra for saviour, those evil ghosts will be saved by themselves.
This merit disc is a good thing, but unfortunately it is a bit dazzling when hung behind your head, and it is not very practical.
Before the ten Yanjuns in Wude City could go back, they heard something happened in the eighteenth floor hell. They didn't even get angry and rushed over immediately.
On the way, when they saw the heavy casualties and ghost soldiers and the empty eighteen-level hell, their hearts were cold.
King Qin Guang said with a sad face: "Where have the evil ghosts in the underworld gone? What happened just now?"
King Chujiang looked sad. He pointed at Tang Hao's true merit body nearly 10,000 meters high and said, "I'm afraid it wasn't that hypocritical Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who took action to save all the wronged souls and become a Buddha immediately."
"We all know that he said back then that he was not empty and he would not become a Buddha. That old man has been eyeing our underworld for many years. This must be his move!"
The Lord of Yan was deeply saddened. The eighteen levels of hell were gone. I am afraid that the status of the underworld in the three realms of the prehistoric world will plummetly for a long time in the future.
After all, the resentful souls are gone, so why do you still need the King of Hell?
King Yama stared at the face of the true body of merit and said, "Brother, you know me. I have always had a sixth sense."
"I think this time it was not the Buddhist Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who took action, but the saint who gave it to Emperor Tang."
"I guess something went wrong halfway and Judge Cui couldn't solve it, so he took it himself. We should overcome our inner fear just now and send the saint a trip to me."
King Qin Guang sighed deeply and said, "Don't say these useless things, hurry over first."
The top ten Yanjun put away the sadness on his face and finally arrived at the place where something happened. After glanced at them, they hesitated.
What a good guy, I really got the answer to King Yama!
Tang Hao's true merit body, nearly 10,000 meters high and the bright merit disc behind his head almost scared them to death.
What a good guy, with such a thick merit disc, he is at least an old quasi-saint!
After struggling for a while, several people came to Tang Hao together and asked, "Sage, what happened?"
"I have been saved by small things, small things, when I meet evil ghosts."
"It was our negligence that caused such a horrifying mistake." King Qin Guang took the initiative to take responsibility.
Tang Hao said ashamedly: "No obstacle. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be able to cultivate to the realm of establishing my body and form a circle of merit behind my head. It would be a blessing to lose my horse!"
"It's just that I'm so powerful that the eighteenth floor hell directly allowed me to pass on the fifteenth floor. Is that okay?"
"Others come to the underworld at most to do something, so they leave in a hurry. Only I can come to the underworld and get the merits like purchasing goods."
"I'm really embarrassed!"
For some reason, when the top ten Yanjun heard this news, they felt relieved.
It turns out that there are three levels of hell left, and this matter is open and done!
A saint is worthy of being a saint, and he also knows to leave us a job.
King Qin Guang smiled and said, "Where is this saint? You don't have to be polite to us. If you lack merit, after two years, the eighteen levels of hell are full, you can come again."
When Judge Cui fainted, King Yan volunteered and took the initiative to take Tang Hao and others to the six realms of reincarnation.
After seeing someone go away.
King Zhuang of Chu asked with a sad face, "Brother, the eighteen layers of hell are empty at the moment, what should we do?"
King Qin Guang said viciously: "The most invisible thing in the underworld is the evil ghosts. The saints have said before that evil ghosts are rampant on both sides of the Huangquan Road."
"From today on, we will lead the team out to catch evil spirits and fill in the gaps."
Chapter completed!