Chapter 1416: The Infernal Hell

Chapter 1416: The Infernal Hell

Chapter 1421: The Hell of Inferno

On the top of the cloud, the mist was hazy.

Jianzhen and Wu Daozi were facing each other. Wu Daozi's body was lying crookedly in the mist. His mind had been invisibly tainted by the smell of "Dongsheng Wine", and now he was drunk.

Wu Daoxuan held a wine jar in his arms and looked at the skinny monk opposite him with drunken eyes.

In his eyes, the monk suddenly turned into a Buddha with a solemn appearance and great merits, and then turned into a ferocious, ferocious, terrifying and poisonous Li Wei in the blink of an eye.

He raised the wine jar, took a sip of wine, and sneered at the figure that was blurry and changing in his drunken eyes: "Don't think that I don't know what's going on in my mind, don't think that I'm drunk now - what do you want to do, what does the bad commander want to do, I know it very well, I understand it very well!

Don't you just want to coax me to paint for you?

Help you work for free?!

Go ahead!

If you want to be blinded, I won't even start writing!"

Wu Daoxuan made a few noises and took another sip of wine. He grinned and laughed: "This wine tastes good, bad commander, you can only lose your wife and your army this time..."

Jianzhen sat cross-legged opposite Wu Daoxuan, who was crooked. He had not yet used his skills in front of Wu Daoxuan to show the "all aspects of hell", but the other party was already drunk, and the appearance of Jianzhen in his eyes was already "ever-changing".

From the other party's words, it can also be heard that Su Wu has offended him badly.

Even though he was drunk, he still did not let down his guard against Su Wu. On the contrary, the drunker he was, the more defensive he became.

In this state, could he ask him to copy the so-called "charm of heaven and man"?

The thoughts in Jianzhen's mind were silent for a moment. He put his hands together and saw the figures of Su Wu and Ji Xingzhou gradually emerging behind the crooked Wu Daoxuan.

Su Wu looked at Wu Daozi who was still making noises, and turned to Jianzhen and said, "Some people's talents are difficult to restrain no matter how restrained they are.

Elder, just show them the various aspects of hell as you and I planned before."

"Yes."

Jianzhen nodded in agreement.

The figures of Su Wu and Ji Xingzhou disappeared with the clouds and mist.

"I am doing this for others. I will show you the 'phenomena of hell' that I have seen. I hope you can understand and gain something from it.

All the phenomena of hell are illusions. You don't need to take them seriously." Jianzhen looked down at Wu Daoxuan, who was staring at him coldly with slanted eyebrows. He spoke and explained his purpose to Wu Daoxuan without any false words.

These words fell into Wu Daoxuan's heart. He sneered and did not say anything.

In his eyes, as the voice of the figure who turned into a skinny monk fell, a bit of ink was smudged from the figure's eyebrows, and in an instant, the misty clouds and endless void around him were all dyed black.

In the boundless darkness, a golden sun suddenly rose to the top of the dark world!

The light emitted by the golden sun reflected the hazy outlines of the things around Wu Daoxuan that were originally invisible and dark.

Those dark things seemed to be human figures.

They stood around Wu Daoxuan at some point, looking up at the golden sun in the sky with him. These countless figures stretched out their arms to the golden sun in the sky and bowed down devoutly.

Wu Daoxuan heard their shouts: "Namo Amitabha..."

"Namo Amitabha..."

"It's just searching for Buddha's traces in the darkness, pursuing the path to enlightenment and liberation. It can also be considered as hell? What's so scary about this?" Wu Daoxuan just sneered. He stood up staggeringly and tried to see the faces of the hazy figures around him. However, no matter how close he got to these figures, he could not see their appearance. He could only faintly smell a strange fragrance on the people around him.

He only felt that the fragrance on those figures was strange, and he seemed to have smelled this fragrance several times before, but he could not remember the source of this fragrance. So he felt a little anxious and walked through the blurry figures standing like a forest with a wine jar, going further away.

The golden sun in the sky was always hanging high.

The blurry figures on the ground kept chanting the Buddha's name.

Wu Daoxuan walked a long way, but still felt that he was going around in circles. He was exhausted and cursed a few times. He simply sat down in the dark again, looking up at the golden sun on the top of the sky, sneering and saying: "Let's see what changes you have!"

At this time, perhaps because it had received too many wishes from the blurry figures, the golden sun on the top of the sky, which was originally just a blurry round wheel, gradually grew hands, feet and a head.

It had a Buddhist verse on its head, sat cross-legged with its chest bare, and its hands naturally placed on its knees, like a Buddha - and it was a Buddha.

When the Buddha suddenly achieved enlightenment, there were flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses emerging from the ground!

Golden flowers kept falling from the sky, which had become a bright void. On the dark earth, golden lotuses also grew one after another, turning the earth into a golden color!

In this bright light, the hazy figures around Wu Daoxuan finally stopped being hazy, and turned into Buddhas with fleshy buns on their heads and hands clasped together. Wu Daoxuan looked at this scene with disdain: "It's just an allusion of Buddha saving suffering and enlightening the hell of suffering. Is it also a sign of hell?"

As the countless hazy figures turned into Buddhas, Wu Daoxuan suddenly found himself in the Buddha Forest.

He looked at the towering golden Buddhas and smelled an increasingly strong fragrance from them. This fragrance filled his nostrils and urged him to get closer to a certain Buddha and carefully observe the Buddha's face - the face of this Buddha was the same as the Buddha in the sky, and the faces and appearances of all the Buddhas here were the same - the figures of different heights and weights just now were all described in the same way. What is the meaning of becoming a Buddha in this way?

The so-called Buddhahood is not about becoming interesting, not about being afraid of death. However, if life is boring and death is not scary, what should living beings pursue between "life and death"?

Wu Daoxuan was slightly stunned by the thought that suddenly came to his mind.

While he was in a daze, there seemed to be some subtle movement in the ceiling. He looked up at the sky - he saw that there was no change on the golden Buddha statue on the ceiling. He turned his head again and found that the chest of the Buddha standing quietly in front of him had a crack as thin as a hair, which was hard to see unless you looked carefully. He stretched out his hand and poked the crack, and poked a hole in the chest of the golden Buddha -

In the hole, there was a dark blue corpse with a broken body and a Buddha head, body and hands growing out of the broken parts.

The Buddha that grew out of the corpse digested the corpse in turn.

The moment Wu Daoxuan poked the golden Buddha statue with his finger, the strange fragrance gushed out from the hole he poked with his finger - he came to his senses in an instant and even sobered up - what kind of fragrance was this strange fragrance at that moment?

This is the stench of corpses!

The stench wafting from the bodies of the Buddhas is the stench of corpses!

He should not have been unaware of the stench of corpses, but he did not react now - how could he stay in the abalone shop for so long and not know the stench? !

There is a corpse hidden in every Buddha? !

Wu Daoxuan's mind was a little confused. He felt that the alcohol in his mind was getting less and less, and he was getting more and more sober. So he ran around and pierced the chest and body of every Buddha he passed by. He saw that there were corpses of different heights, weights and sizes of men, women, young and old in their bodies!

All the corpses were torn into pieces, and the Buddha's head, hands and body grew out from the broken parts of the corpses, and in turn gradually digested the corpses they were parasitic on!

A voice came out from the chests of all Buddhas: "The body is the source of suffering, I am the sin, leave all suffering, cut off all sin, and finally reach Nirvana."

"The body is the source of suffering, I am the sin..."

As Wu Daoxuan pierced through the golden bodies of Buddhas one by one, the fragrance lingering between his nostrils became stronger and stronger, almost condensed into substance!

In this "fragrance", there seemed to be many people who were once alive coming and going.

But now they have lost their identities, and only this wisp of fragrance remains - Wu Daoxuan knew that this fragrance was actually the stench of corpses, but instinctively he didn't think it was a stench. He still thought that the stench of corpses was very fragrant, and then he concluded that even "death" was the most beautiful thing in life!

He still had a consciousness in his heart, rejecting this so-called corpse fragrance and denouncing this silent death.

But when the corpse fragrance spread, that consciousness finally turned into an isolated island on the sea, and this island was also gradually submerged by the ocean.

When his remaining consciousness was about to completely sink, Wu Daoxuan looked up at the golden ceiling -

All the Buddhas on the ground were corpses.

Or, all the corpses were Buddhas.

The Buddha on the top of the sky? What was it?

With this thought, the towering Buddha in the sky suddenly turned into a broken skeleton with black and red corpse water flowing all over it!

The skeleton put its hands together and chanted slowly: "All living beings are Buddhas, Buddhas are also me, and I am all living beings."

The broken golden Buddhas on the ground, whose bodies were cracked and gurgling with corpse water, all put their hands together and chanted in unison: "All living beings are Buddhas, Buddhas are also me, and I am all living beings."

Amid the endless chanting, the golden light flowing in the sky and the earth disappeared, and the skeleton in the corpse sky also disappeared. But the Buddhas with broken golden bodies and flowing corpse water around them were clearly visible to Wu Daoxuan. They were still humming, chanting, and gathering together, contributing all the parts of their bodies that belonged to the Buddha, and finally pieced together a Buddha with thousands of Buddha heads, thousands of Buddha hands, and thousands of Buddha bodies.

Under this Buddha's seat, all living beings turned into stones and piled up to form its lotus seat.

It put its hands together, and the solemn Buddhist name spread throughout the sky and the earth: "Namo Amitabha..."

Between heaven and earth, there was only this Buddha left, and only this surging corpse fragrance - this endless stench!

Wu Daoxuan looked at the lifelike human figures on the lotus seat, and felt great despair and emptiness in his heart. He could not find any support in this despair and emptiness - he finally understood deeply what the skinny monk called "hell transformation".

This is hell!

Hell without support, everything is empty, and there is no end!