Chapter 383

At the moment, in front of the hell gate leading to the 18th floor of hell, empress Houtu sneered.

Behind her, the king of hell of the ten halls with a group of judges also showed a cold smile.

At the thought of Aoqing's arrogant appearance when he went to hell, and at the thought of Aoqing's entering the 18th floor of hell, he hasn't come out for several days. Obviously, he has been buried in the 18th floor of hell, they are particularly happy and excited.

For the underground government, the rising dragon clan is really a huge obstacle, and this obstacle is bound to collapse with the sudden death of Aoqing.

"How many days has it been?" suddenly, the voice of empress Houtu burst out in the silent underground.

It can be heard that empress Houtu was particularly nervous when she said this, mixed with a trace of trembling, as if she didn't want to hear any news.

"Empress earth, Aoqing and his men have gone to hell for five days!" a ghost soldier quickly said.

Five days later, empress Houtu's mouth was slightly hooked.

Every day in the 18th floor of hell is far more difficult than the year outside. Ghosts and pawns who often come back from the 18th floor of hell will feel that they have been in hell for several years. Even saints can't stand the terrible suffering of the 18th floor of hell.

"It seems that we can go down and pick up the corpse." empress Houtu suddenly said, her eyes full of excited and excited eyes.

"Yes, it seems that we can go down and pick up the body!"

The di Zang venerable who had just come to one side for a short time also nodded slowly at the moment, and his eyes twinkled with excited eyes.

God knows how much they expect. Aoqing died suddenly in the 18th floor of hell.

Several ghost soldiers hesitated when they heard the speech. They were about to go to the 18th floor of hell, but they were stopped by the empress Houtu: "don't worry first!"

The Reverend Tibetans was about to open his mouth when his hands suddenly trembled violently, and his eyes were more and more surprised: "not good..."

"Bad!?"

Empress Houtu saw that the Tibetan venerable changed his face, subconsciously. He was about to ask. Suddenly, a deafening Bang burst out from the 18th floor of hell.

In the violent vibration, the whole eighteen hell jumped up with a brilliant golden light, which rushed directly into the underground sky and shone the whole underground for a moment like day.

The next moment, the purgatory, which was originally full of desolation, wailing, pain and suffering, turned into a place full of birds and flowers, lush forests and rising clouds. It seemed that what appeared in front of them was not an 18 layer hell, but a paradise on earth and a paradise.

"Universal life... Amitabha!"

At the next moment, a powerful voice came leisurely, which once again shook the whole eighteen hell.

Soon, a golden light came out, and the owner of the golden light, Ao Qing, sat on the twelve merit Golden Lotus and appeared with his hands folded. The huge merit aperture faintly emitted an unprecedented dazzling light. Even the empress of Houtu felt that the light was very dazzling and subconsciously covered her eyes.

So did the king of Tibet, who covered his eyes.

It can be clearly seen that when empress Houtu and the Tibetans made such actions, their merit apertures also appeared behind them, which were also six apertures, but the aperture was much worse than that of Aoqing.

The dazzling light gradually converged, Aoqing closed his hands, and a thick smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "thank you for the hospitality of empress Houtu. This Buddha has purified the whole eighteen hell! Today's eighteen hell has already become the eighteen bliss of this Buddha. Do empress Houtu mind?"

The voice fell. In the horrified eyes of empress Houtu, the Reverend Tibetans and all the judges, an 18 storey hell like a fairyland on earth appeared in front of them. They were stunned one by one. Their eyes were full of surprise and shock. They didn't dare to believe what was happening in front of them.

"How did this, this, this do?!"

"Is this, is this still eighteen hell?"

The judges talked about it one after another. Only the Tibetans who were proficient in Western teachings frowned: "I didn't expect that the Buddha's Dharma of Aoqing Buddha was so advanced that even the 18th floor of hell was universal."

"The Buddha just looked at them pitifully and helped them out of the sea of suffering!"

Aoqing smiled faintly.

After he tasted Pudu's hatred of ghosts and wrongs from the eighteen layers of hell and obtained the benefits of great merit, he gave Pudu the other layers of hell without hesitation.

Although he spent a total of five days, in these five days, his Buddhist dharma improved very rapidly, reaching a very profound and mysterious realm, and his merit value also increased tremendously, which is four stories high.

"You!" empress Houtu found out that his eighteen layers of hell had been boiled green.

Originally, it was enough for people to have a headache that there was a Tibetan venerable in hell who claimed that hell was not empty and vowed not to become a Buddha, but empress earth didn't expect that this Aoqing Taoist priest was a hundred times better than the Tibetan venerable. At least the Tibetan venerable would not directly popularize an 18 layer hell.

"Ha, there is no eighteen hell. How will we be sentenced in the future?"

The hell kings were also surprised at the moment.

Aoqing ignored the crowd and shook his empty hand. The eighteen hell was shrouded in his strong Buddha light. It shrank quickly and quickly. It condensed into a magic weapon in the palm of his hand.

Yes, yes, it's a magic weapon, and it's also a magic weapon of merit.

In fact, even Aoqing didn't expect that after he had spent 18 layers of hell, he actually harvested a treasure of merit and virtue, that is, the one in front of him.

Aoqing calls this magic weapon eighteen blissful. Although he has never explored the role of this merit magic weapon, it is obviously mainly to suppress and torture the enemy.

"The treasure of merit!? you, you turned the 18th floor of hell into the treasure of merit!?" in the face of Aoqing's repeated provocations, empress Houtu's eyes were filled with anger and was about to erupt.

It's only enough to boil down to the next 18 levels of hell. They also popularized their 18 levels of hell and refined them into the treasure of merit!?

At this time, suddenly, several ghosts came down, and it was the other ghost emperors.

The head of the northern ghost emperor's eyes were the coldest: "empress Houtu, don't let go of boil Qing. This man even gave the Western ghost emperor universal degrees and escaped into the six samsara again..."

"What!?"

Empress Houtu was even more confused.