On the Avenue.

Chapter 303 The Second Hell
In the blessed land of Xianqiao, the fog was getting heavier and heavier. Taoist Jinlu stood beside the collapsed Xianqiao, his heartbeat gradually quickening.

The fog came with great force, and when he noticed the fog and wanted to leave, it was already too late.

Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard in the fog. Taoist Jin Lu's heart skipped a beat, realizing that someone had been murdered.

Then another shrill scream was heard, and then the screams continued, coming from all directions of the Xianqiao blessed land.

"Chen Shi is right, this place is indeed extremely dangerous, we should leave first!"

Taoist Jin Lu no longer hesitated and immediately went in the direction where Chen Shi left.

He concentrated his mind, with a shrine floating behind his head and the divine fetus sitting in command. He condensed a sword energy, illuminating the surroundings and guarding against the dangers in the fog.

He practiced the Feixian Sword Scripture. It was said that this skill could lead to the state of corpse-reincarnation. The last step was to use the sword he had refined to die in his own place and deceive the underworld, so that his real body could escape death and leave at ease.

This sword scripture is the supreme skill of the Tai Shang Hao Yuan Palace. It is not as subtle and mysterious as the Xuan Wei Sword Scripture, but when it comes to refining sword energy, its power is incredibly great and indestructible.

There were screams coming from all around, and there were people dying every moment.

Taoist Jinlu quickened his pace and rushed forward like a flash of light.

He ran quickly for more than a hundred miles, thinking that he should be close to the end of the Fairy Bridge Blessed Land. However, after running forward for dozens of miles, the fog was still there!
There were more than a dozen scholars running wildly in front. Taoist Jinlu was delighted and was about to rush over to meet them. Suddenly, a sharp claw stretched out from the mist, grabbed a scholar, and retracted into the mist.

Strange claws emerged from the mist and grabbed those candidates. Even though those candidates were extremely powerful, they could not escape and were caught by those strange claws and disappeared.

Taoist Jin Lu knew something was wrong, so he immediately activated his sword energy, and his body merged with the sword energy, transforming into a sword light that broke through the air and whistled up!

"There is still one!"

Just as he flew up, a bony hand reached out from the mist and grabbed the sword light.

Taoist Jin Lu was terrified and struggled hard, but the bony hand was incredibly powerful.

A huge mouth opened in the fog, lifting the fog around it, and a nimble tongue swung out, wrapping around Taoist Jinlu, and pulling him into its mouth with a whoosh!
Taoist Jin Lu fell into the monster's mouth. He looked up and saw that the monster's teeth were like white hammers falling from the sky and hitting him.

Just one strike and his body was crushed to pieces!
His soul tried to escape, and just as it flew out of his body, it was blown by a gust of cold wind and sent into the demon's internal organs.

"I regret not listening to Chen Shi..." Before he died, a useless thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

The monsters in the fog ate up all the people in the Xianqiao blessed land, and then searched carefully but found no living people. Many monsters then started fighting each other, trying to devour their own kind.

At this time, a whistle sounded in the fog, followed by the waving of long whips, which whipped the monsters, leaving them with skin and flesh torn.

These extremely ferocious monsters became much more obedient and, like animals, ran in the direction where one of the groups of scholars left, driven by the whistle.

The fog was flowing, and the sound of rolling wheels could be vaguely heard from behind the monster. A ghost with huge wheels on its lower body and many arms retracted its long whip and drove quickly in the fog.

It seemed like it was grazing, and the monsters in the fog were the cattle and sheep, and the monks such as the scholars were the pasture for feeding the livestock.

Now that this patch of grass has been eaten, it's time to look for the next patch of grass.

Chen Shi and others walked at the foot of the mountain where these giant Buddhas existed. Everyone looked up. The red eyes on the giant Buddhas were extremely eye-catching in the underworld where only dim light existed.

One of the scholars couldn't help but cast a fire spell. The flame grew wings in the air and turned into a fire phoenix, soaring in the sky.

Wherever the fire phoenix passed, it illuminated the area around these blood-red eyes.

Those were eyes growing on the body of the big Buddha, with thick and long tentacles behind the eyes.

Those eyes seemed to be very curious about the Fire Phoenix and chased it, but the tentacles behind them were not that long and would often be grabbed after flying for a distance.

"What are these eyes?"

The scholar muttered, "Is it a creature from the underworld, or a Buddha's eye? And these big Buddhas, are they stone statues? Stone statues carved out of the entire mountain, right? How come there are so many of them?"

He was a little panicked.

If the Buddha statue is carved out of a mountain, how much manpower is needed and how long does it take to carve it?

Moreover, how could these flesh-and-blood eyes grow on the stone statue?
If the Buddha is not a stone statue, could it be a body of flesh and blood?
"Gooji."

A strange sound came from the feet of the big Buddha beside them, and the eyelids at the ankles of the big Buddha opened, revealing a huge blood-red eye, which turned and stared at them.

Everyone's scalp tingled. Most of them were at the Nascent Soul Stage or the Spirit Transformation Stage. They were no longer considered weaklings, but they were still a little scared when facing the eyes on those giant Buddhas.

The blood-red eyes floated up, came above their heads, and stared at them dimly.

The eye was about an acre in size and quite far away from them. The red light in the eye illuminated the road in front of them in a scarlet color.

As they walked forward, they heard another gurgling sound, and huge red eyes grew out of the Buddha, floating above their heads and lighting the way for them.

Chen Shi showed a look of alertness, raised his foot and paused lightly, quietly spreading out the Nascent Soul force field and activating the Wind and Thunder Transformation.

The range of his Nascent Soul force field is centered on him and is five meters away, forming a spherical area.

This is also the distance that his Wind and Thunder Transformation can cover.

Most of the others did not notice his Nascent Soul force field, only Guo Daozi noticed something was wrong. He looked around vigilantly, and suddenly drew a thunder talisman with his finger out of thin air.

"Fuck!"

The thunder talisman burned, but it did not exert any power at all.

Guo Daozi was extremely surprised: "Dojo? Or what?"

The Taoism of Tianshi Mansion is profound and unfathomable, and the Nine Heavens Three Treasures Golden Book practiced by Guo Daozi is the most advanced method of cultivation among the Ten Books of Cultivation. The talismans he draws are stronger than those of other talisman masters, but the power of the talisman he just drew was completely "borrowed"!
There was a force around them that he didn't understand, which borrowed all the power of thunder!

That's why he suspected that it was the dojo of a powerful person in the Void Refinement Realm!

However, even the soul training ground of a powerful cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm is not so strange, it can even be said to be somewhat evil!
At this moment, suddenly a blood-red eyeball on their heads quietly split open, opened like a flower, and split outward into five petals. A green-faced, fang-toothed ghost was in the center of the pistil, and strips of bloody stamens were inserted behind them.

The ghosts were about two or three feet tall, upside down. Suddenly, the pistil was pulled out from behind them silently. The ghosts fell down, stretched out their hands to grab the tallest scholar in the crowd, and a look of joy appeared on their indigo face!
This ghost had no hair on his head and had scars from Buddhist rituals on his forehead, as if he was a monk. As soon as he approached the crowd, wind and thunder rolled in the air, and a bright flash of lightning suddenly appeared, piercing through the ghost monk!
The ghost monk was stunned and fell down.

Everyone hurriedly dispersed, only to see the ghost monk fall to the ground, suddenly open his bloody mouth, let out a shrill scream, and a gust of blood blew out of his mouth, spraying into the sky!
The blood rushed up to the sky, more than ten feet high, forming a blood mist.

The ghost monk spewed blood mist from his mouth and his body shrank as if he had lost all the air. Soon, only a shell of skin was left. However, his size was astonishingly huge.

Everyone was horrified and retreated, not knowing what had happened to this ghost monk.

Guo Daozi stepped forward, urged a stream of sword energy, and stabbed at the ghost monk's skin. The ghost's skin was dented, but it actually blocked his sword energy.

"This monk ghost has cultivated a golden body!"

Guo Daozi was startled and looked at Chen Shi, his heart pounding.

"The realm of ghosts and gods! Chen Shi understands the realm of ghosts and gods! He, he... is he a ghost or god?"

People call the incomprehensible space with strange rules the realm of ghosts and gods.

This kind of field is often caused by monsters, prehistoric remnants, powerful magic weapon fragments, or other incomprehensible things that affect a certain area of ​​the real world. Chen Shi's Yuanying force field has the same effect as the ghost and god field!

Even Guo Daozi, a top disciple of Tianshi Temple, could not figure out how the evil monk died!

This ghost monk died in a way that he could not understand, which was the realm of ghosts and gods!
However, how can a normal cultivator, who has not yet cultivated his primordial spirit and established a Taoist temple, cultivate into the realm of ghosts and gods?
"He's probably not human!"

Guo Daozi thought of the legend that there were many powerful demons living inside Chen Shi's body, and his heart beat even faster. "Chen Shi, he may be dead! The Chen Shi standing in front of us now is actually a demon! He disguised himself as Chen Shi in order to sneak into the world of the living!"

Tian Yue'e was very frugal. She rolled up the ghost monk's skin and put it on her back, saying with a smile, "This ghost skin is a good thing. We can't waste it! We can sell it for a good price at Juxian Tower when we get out!"

Everyone was envious.

They continued to move forward, and many ghost monks emerged from those strange big eyes around them, but often before they could get close to them, they were suddenly struck by lightning, and wind blew up in their bodies, blowing their bodies apart from the inside.

Or water and fire may appear in the body, often burning the eyes, ears, mouth and nose with flames, or water may gush out of the mouth, and even the bones may melt in the water.

Or suddenly being crushed to pieces by an invisible force!

These ghost monks should have been monks in their previous lives. They had bald heads, scars from having their vows made during the reign of Emperor Xuanzang, and had cultivated golden bodies. Their skins were sufficiently resilient that they could block the spells of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

If these ghost monks attacked them, they would be unable to do anything to these monsters and would soon be slaughtered and become delicacies for the ghost monks.

"What an amazing golden body!"

Chen Shi couldn't help but wonder, studying the skins of these ghost monks, wondering, "Could it be that these ghosts were monks in their lifetime? But how could there be monks in the underworld? How did they become like this? Why do they live in these strange eyes?"

At this time, there was a loud noise like a thunderstorm coming from the front, rumbling, as if some huge monsters were fighting.

Chen Shi signaled everyone to stop and walked forward quietly, only to see two ghost monks pressing a monk against the cliff. They punched the monk hard, breaking his bones and tendons and leaving him dying.

There were several monks' bodies around, in pieces, probably killed by the ghost monk.

The monk also cultivated a golden body. He was shining with golden light, six feet tall, and had a very handsome appearance. He was none other than the monk Wuchen, whom Chen Shi had met several times.

His strength was obviously inferior to that of the two ghost monks, and his golden body was about to be broken.

Chen Shi rushed forward, and one of the ghost monks immediately left Monk Wu Chen and turned to rush towards him. However, just when he was within five feet of him, he was struck by lightning, and a dark wind possessed him and blew into his body!

The ghost monk was much stronger than the previous one. Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately closed his mouth, sealed his nine orifices, and flew backwards.

However, simply sealing one's own acupoints is not enough to stop the Wind and Thunder Changes.

The ghost monk's body swelled up quickly and he could no longer hold back. He opened his mouth and screamed, spurting out blood mist. In an instant, he shrank and turned into a bag of skin!
The other ghost monk who was beating Wu Chen was horrified when he saw this. Chen Shi looked like he had seen a ghost. He jumped up with a whoosh and jumped into a blooming eye flower in mid-air. The stamens pierced into the muscles on its back, and then the petals closed, transforming into a huge eye.

The eyes quickly retracted upwards, stuck to the surface of the Buddha statue, embedded in it, the eyelids closed, and the eyes disappeared.

The other eyes seemed to be frightened as well. They shrank back into the Buddha statues and closed their eyelids. In an instant, the towering Buddha statues became dim, and all the large eyeballs emitting red light disappeared.

Chen Shi stepped forward, helped Monk Wuchen up, and asked, "Monk, are you still breathing?"

"Yes." Monk Wuchen said while lying paralyzed.

Tian Yue'e and other scholars rushed over and treated him and reconnected his broken bones.

Guo Daozi cultivated his primordial spirit and used his magical power to lift up Monk Wuchen to prevent him from being shaken.

Monk Wuchen looked at Chen Shi and said, "You don't owe me anything now."

Chen Shi was surprised and didn't know what he was talking about.

Everyone continued to move forward. Monk Wu Chen was lying in the air, looking at the giant Buddhas sitting between heaven and earth, and suddenly he burst into tears.

Guo Daozi smiled and asked, "Monk, why are you crying?"

Monk Wu Chen burst into tears and couldn't control himself for a while.

After a while, he recovered a little, sorted out his emotions, and said: "These big Buddhas are half-Buddhas of my Buddhism, not stone statues. We are now in the Buddhist hell. There is a distinction between the hell of monks and laymen. My Buddhist hell has a total of twenty levels, while the hell in the secular world is eighteen levels. They are not in the same place."

Chen Shi didn't know the difference here, so he listened carefully.

"The legend of hell in Buddhism comes from China. In the sutras asked by Maitreya Bodhisattva, it is said that there are 20 levels of hell: the living hell, the black rope hell, the combined hell, the screaming hell, the dovana hell, the potova hell, the avici hell, the jiujiula hell, the corpse hell, the knife forest, the sword forest, the split hell, the anfutu hell, the apopka hell, the azhaga hell, the yuppala hell, the kumudu hell, the incense hell, the pundarika hell, and the padma hell."

Monk Wuchen looked dazed, muttering, "I, the great Buddhist monk, followed the Ming soldiers to Xiniu Island. The people of the Ming Dynasty thrived, and the wandering ghosts had nowhere to go. The place where these wandering ghosts lived was called the underworld. At that time, the Yin and Yang worlds had not yet been completely separated. If there were no ghosts and gods to take care of it, there would only be chaos."

Therefore, the True King built the Eighteen Levels of Hell in the secular world and asked the avatars of the Ten Kings of Hell to guard them. The judges and underworld generals of Chinese ghosts and gods also invited their avatars to separate the Yin and Yang worlds. From then on, humans and ghosts went their separate ways.

"My Buddhist monks and great virtues have also created the Buddhist Twenty Hells to collect the souls of the dead in the world."

Monk Wuchen looked at the towering Buddhas on both sides and said, "According to the records of our Dabaoguo Temple, during the Zhenwang era, there were many eminent monks in the three holy places of Buddhism who had half a step into the Buddha realm. In order to break through, they entered the Buddhist hell and made a great vow that they would not become Buddhas until the hell was empty. Many great Buddhist monks followed these half-Buddhas to practice. After the Zhenwang era ended, the twenty levels of Buddhist hell, along with those beings close to the Buddha realm, disappeared without a trace. There is a legend in our Dabaoguo Temple that they have become Buddhas and entered the paradise. This has inspired countless monks in our temple."

When he said this, his eyes were filled with tears again.

He was also one of the monks who were inspired.

Hu Guanghan, who was beside Chen Shi, asked, "Monk, do you mean to say that these towering Buddha statues were the Buddhist masters who were in charge of hell at that time?"

Monk Wuchen wiped away his tears, looked at him, and said, "Who are you?"

"Hu Guanghan from Wangwu County."

"Aren't you from a noble family?"

"No."

Monk Wuchen did not answer his question.

"The bones and tendons of these great Buddhas turned into stone, and their flesh and blood turned into mud. They were so strong when they were alive, much stronger than my master, Master Kuzhu, and their golden bodies were flawless, so they were able to maintain their Buddha bodies."

Monk Wuchen shed tears and said, "There is evil in their bodies, and they have grown strange eyes, which are monsters that look like flowers but are not flowers, and like eyes but are not eyes. And those who follow these half-Buddhas to practice have become ghosts among flowers. They are not in the paradise at all!"

He was overwhelmed with grief and burst into tears.

Chen Shi didn't know how to comfort him, so he patted his shoulder.

Monk Wu Chen cried even harder.

Seeing this, Guo Daozi hurriedly said, "Donor Chen, stop hitting him. His shoulder bone is broken and you are hurting him."

Chen Shi withdrew his hand, looking slightly embarrassed, and asked: "Monk, how can we get out of the Buddhist hell?"

“I can’t get out!”

Monk Wuchen cried loudly, "If we can get out, why couldn't those half-Buddha masters get out back then? We can't get out! We are trapped here to death!"

——Sorry, the update is late due to plot problems. But fortunately it is still a long chapter! Today's update is 9,600 words, nearly 10,000 words!

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