Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

Chapter 360: Breaking into the Eighteenth Hell

Buddha is Buddha.

Although Ksitigarbha’s combat power may not be weaker than him, but the Buddha status is far behind.

Pumping Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is like pumping grandchildren.

It took a long time for the King Ksitigarbha to come back to his senses.

Cheeks are red and swollen, and nostrils are bleeding.

Seeing that the Buddha’s eyes were a little bad, he secretly clenched his fists, and his body was trembling slightly.

Seems to be able to punch past at any time.

Seeing the eyes of the Ksitigarbha King, the Buddha was even more furious. He once again consumed his neck, flicked the soot, tilted his head and stalked his neck and asked, “What are you worried about? ?”

I am not convinced.

The Ksitigarbha King wanted to say something, and even wanted to fuck him for a while.

But don’t do it.

This is equivalent to being in the same company.

The deputy manager is very capable, even better than the general manager.

But the chairman of the board just listened to the general manager.

If your deputy manager fights with the general manager because of disagreements, you, the deputy manager, still want to do it.

The Ksitigarbha King took a deep breath; “I am a little puzzled to enlighten me on the Buddha.”

Yes.

I’m puzzled, why come up and have a sucker.

Moreover, he is open and open in front of outsiders. Doesn’t his Ksitigarbha ever lose face?

“What’s wrong with you?” The Buddha snorted: “I tell you, Pharaoh, it’s easy for me to give you a meal. If the third child still cares about you, then I will never end with you.”

As he said, looking at Tang Yu, the Buddha smiled faintly and pointed to his head and said; “The third child, this old boy is in the underworld, his head is a bit awkward, so don’t be familiar with her.”

Tang Yu stunned and lived in the same place.

He was also a little surprised at the sudden appearance of the Buddha, going up to give the Ksitigarbha king a meal.

“Um, it’s okay, it’s okay, my lord has a lot of knowledge, and I don’t have the same knowledge as him.” Tang Yu took out a pack of smoked cigarettes and handed it to Brother Lai.

After all, it is for oneself to get ahead.

It should be for a pack of cigarettes.

This pack of cigarettes is of little value, and even the Buddha did not need to spend his own money to smoke.

Lingji Bodhisattva raised him to smoke.

But Tang Sanzang took out such a pack of cigarettes, which made the Buddha feel comfortable.

Don’t worry about the virtues of Tang Sanzang’s westward journey, but at least he can do things.

Brother Lai smiled openly and took the cigarette over: “The third child, you’re just being polite.”

Is the Buddha’s head sick?

The Ksitigarbha king looked at the Buddha in puzzlement.

God is the boss of Buddhism, and Xitian’s carrying handle, even said this to the people who learnt the scriptures.

There is no majesty of Buddha at all.

“What are you worrying about? Don’t get out of here yet.” The Buddha turned his head and shouted at the Ksitigarbha King.

The Ksitigarbha king hesitated for a moment, and left.

I lost my face.

He was so dignified and dignified by the Buddha.

Big mouth snapped.

It’s just that he doesn’t understand. Obviously, there is a problem with the people who learn from the scriptures. He wants to teach them what is wrong.

Looking at the direction where the Ksitigarbha king left, Tang Yu snorted secretly.

I was thinking about it in my heart.

You wait for me.

See if I smoke or not, you’ll be over.

However, with Tang Yu’s current strength, as long as he stepped into the quasi-sage, he could just as hard as the Dizang King.

After all, he took the path of proving the Dao with strength, and his combat power far exceeded some ordinary quasi-sages.

In the past, Sun Wukong could see that he could stand alone against the two quasi-sages, Buddha and Jade Emperor.

Prove the truth with strength.

How strong?

At that time, Sun Wukong, besides the saint, was probably the first person in the Three Realms.

“The third child, don’t worry about him. He has a sick head and is okay. Let’s walk around the underworld. You can walk anywhere, I said.”

After the Tathagata Buddha finished speaking, his figure disappeared in the underworld.

With the departure of the Buddha, the Guichai, who knelt all around, raised his head.

The judge glanced at Tang Yu next to him.

Are the learners so good?

Even the Buddha spoke to him so politely.

With a wave of his hand, he signaled the ghosts around him to go to work.

Instead, the judge gave Tang Yu a flattering smile, and walked with Tang Yu again.

Tang Yu was still pondering at this moment.

Is there any way to kill the Ksitigarbha, so that you and the third brother will be in trouble?

Um?

It’s best to leave him with a trace of soul, and then break him into eighteen layers of hell, let him enjoy the whole body.

Came to the eighth hell.

The wailing in the ears kept on, heart-piercing.

Under the introduction of the judge, Tang Yu knew that these were some human traffickers.

Human traffickers are mostly based on the eighth hell.

Endure the pain of heart-digging, cracked hands, feet and feet.

Tang Yu also saw non-girls and traffickers, and there were even non-girls.

The traffickers screamed heartbreakingly.

Continue to endure pain, endure heart-digging, cleft hands, feet and feet, and so on.

“Stop for a while, stop for a while,” Tang Yu said.

The judge gave a treat to the kid next to him, and then all these punishments stopped.

Those traffickers had a moment of breathing, looked at Tang Yu, and yelled, “Help, Immortal Chang.”

“Please forgive me for waiting.”

“Pray for the immortal, save me a compassionate.”

No wonder these people are called Tang Yuxian Chang, because he can’t see the appearance of any monk.

The black hair was like ink, and was simply tied up by him.

A black gown.

These were all prepared by the daughter king at that time, and most of the clothes were prepared.

So Tang Yu at the moment looks quite like a handsome family prince.

“You are all human traffickers?”

Tang Yu asked with a smile.

“I ask the immortal for help.”

“help.”

Tang Yu tutted twice, and pulled it over to the judge, pointing to his nose and said, “I didn’t say it, you are too easy for traffickers.”

“what?”

The judge was stunned.

Just listen to Tang Yu continuing: “For these human traffickers, all of them have penetrated into eighteen layers of hell, and they will never be supersonic. Huh? Don’t be so cruel, let them play layer by layer of hell, and come down directly from the first layer. In the first seventeen hells, enjoy an hour in each hell, and then enjoy one hundred years until the eighteenth floor, just like that, for such a beast, what the hell is reborn.”

Directly into the eighteenth hell will never be overborn.

That means that those who live forever will suffer in the eighteenth hell.

There is no chance of reincarnation.

As Tang Yu spoke, the traffickers wailed loudly.

Some had savage faces, and they wanted to bite him to death, and they kept begging for mercy, hoping that Tang Yu would let them go.

“Yes.”

The judge respectfully responded, summoned the little devil, and hurriedly followed what Tang Yu said.

So far these human traffickers, because of Tang Yu’s words, they will live forever in hell and suffer.

Staring at the figures of their traffickers being taken away, Tang Yu’s eyes were a little sad, as if he was thinking of something that was unforgettable long ago.

Finally shook his head, and followed the judge to continue down.

Has been to the eighteenth floor.

Tang Yu stayed here for a while and was about to leave.

Suddenly Tang Yu’s footsteps paused.

Vaguely, there is a powerful and incomparable force below.

This force is terrible.

Tang Yu felt that this force could easily destroy himself.

He felt a little strange.

A figure flew out and went down…