According to legend, the Netherworld was the place of death.
There is a great river, rising from the blue sky and falling into the endless stream. It is hundreds of millions of miles long and as wide as the vast sea. Its name is the River of Forgetfulness, also known as the Yellow Spring.
The water of the Yellow Spring was as cold as ice and hotter than lava. It was rumored that it had the ability to cleanse all sins in the world.
Therefore, all mortal beings who had died would have to walk in the river to wash away their sins before they could step onto the Bridge of Helplessness and drink the soup of Meng Po. Then, the underworld would judge their merits and demerits before they entered reincarnation or hell.
And those evil spirits who could not wash away their sins would be lost in the Yellow Springs, struggling and sinking, never to rise again.
It was even more bitter than going to hell.
After all, there was still a day when he would be able to escape after he had been sentenced to the 18 levels of hell.
He would sink into the Yellow Springs, but he would never be able to transcend.
"Is this the legendary Yellow Springs?"
Fahai's primordial spirit left his body and his body floated down, stepping on the Yellow Spring River.
The water was rolling and endless.
Just like Wang Yang of the Bitter Sea.
Countless living beings and evil spirits were struggling in the Yellow Spring.
Some swam forward with all their might to find the path to rebirth, while others degenerated and fought each other in the river.
All living beings and hundreds of images could be seen.
Fahai walked on the waves like a god, walking on the Yellow Springs.
Golden light flickered around his body, illuminating the darkness like a lamp of the sea of bitterness.
Seeing this, countless wandering souls swam towards him like moths to a flame, begging for help.
Fahai didn't care about those souls that were about to die. The Netherworld had its own rules, and he couldn't interfere casually.
Interrupting the order of the afterlife was not a good deed.
"Let's find the Witch of the Black Mountain first.”
As he pondered, Fahai's eyes flashed with golden light, and his Heavenly Eye divine power opened.
He could see all the living beings and evil spirits in the Yellow Spring.
Soon, he saw a black stone swimming rapidly like a fish in the depths of the water, fleeing forward.
"Let's see where you can escape to!"
Fahai snorted coldly.
The Buddhist light on his body surged as he stomped his foot.
The Yellow Springs shook!
The surrounding wandering souls were instantly sent flying. The Dharmic powers heavenly dragon dived into the river.
Boom!
Water splashed everywhere.
Black Rock was forced out of the water.
"Stinky monk, you actually chased after me?"
The Witch of the Black Mountain was terrified.
He never dreamed that Fahai would be so persistent. He directly released his primordial spirit and chased it into the netherworld to kill it!
"Demon, you have nowhere to run. Why aren't you going to surrender?”
As he spoke, Buddhist light shone.
A chain of Dharmic powers flew out like a golden dragon, binding and sealing the black stone.
The Witch of the Black Mountain had lost his Dharmakaya and his cultivation base. He had used everything he had to escape here. It was already his limit. How could he resist Fahai? He was immediately captured and suppressed.
"Monk, I can't live under the same sky as you!”
The Witch of the Black Mountain struggled and roared.
Fahai shook his head when he saw this. He still didn't know how to repent even when he was about to die.
He was too lazy to say anything.
He directly used his magic power to erase its five senses and spiritual sense, then casually threw it into the depths of the Yellow Spring.
With his Buddhist seal, the black stone would never be able to absorb soul spirit energy and cultivate. It could only be suppressed in the Yellow Spring and suffer the pain of being purified by the Yellow Spring for eternity.
Only by doing so could he repay the sins he had committed in the human world.
"Born in hell, return to hell. Karma cycles, good and evil will be rewarded.”
Fahai put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha.
Although there were some twists and turns in eliminating the demon, it was a good thing that it was successful in the end.
It was not good to stay in this netherworld for long.
Then, his body floated, intending to leave this place first.
However, at this moment.
Above the Yellow Spring, a violent wind suddenly blew.
A manor appeared.
It floated above the Yellow Springs like an isolated island, directly blocking his path.
"Hmm? Where would there be a manor in the Yellow Springs?"
Fahai frowned.
Then, he opened his Heavenly Eye and looked over. He saw that demonic qi was soaring into the sky in the manor.
A giant black python was entrenched there.
"How dare you block my way!”
Fahai's eyes turned cold.
Immediately, his golden body flashed and turned into a bolt of lightning that flew into the manor.
A girl in grey walked out.
She looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her face was plain, and she even looked a little silly. The demonic aura around her was extremely restrained, and she seemed different from ordinary demons.
Ordinary demons were all beautiful and enchanting in their human forms, used to confuse the world.
However, this woman seemed to have a missing soul, so she couldn't change her appearance.
At this moment, this ugly appearance was her true self.
"What kind of monster are you? How dare you stay in the Yellow Spring and block my way? Aren't you afraid that I'll take you in?”
Fahai stepped on the golden light and asked in a low voice.
He could vaguely tell that this demon was extraordinary and different from ordinary demons. Moreover, this was the netherworld after all, the territory of the underworld. As a mortal monk, he had to know his limits when subduing demons and devils.
Therefore, he deliberately controlled it and did not attack immediately.
The woman raised her head.
Looking at the Arhat Golden Blood on Fahai's body, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly explained,"Venerable One, you've misunderstood. Although I'm a demon, I've long been educated by the underworld. My name is Sanqi, and I'm the current Meng Po of the underworld…"
Meng Po, 37?
Fahai couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this.
In the orthodox myths and legends, Meng Po was not like this.
However, in a movie about soul ferry in his previous life, there was a Meng Po 37.
Could it be this young girl in front of him?
Fahai had watched " The Great Thousand Worlds " before, so he probably knew that the mythical world he was in now was a combination of many mythical movies and TV series. Therefore, it was not very strange for Meng Po 37 to appear.
According to the records of the underworld, there was a demon in the underworld named Meng Po. Generations of women were beautiful and beautiful. They were educated by the underworld and cooked Meng Po soup to guide the ghosts of all living beings.
This 37 was the last Meng Po.
However, because she was born with a lack of soul essence, she looked ordinary and silly, and her magic power was far inferior to that of the previous Meng Po.
"So it's the righteous god of the underworld."
After confirming the other party's identity, Fahai restrained his killing intent.
Then, he put his palms together and said," This poor monk Fahai left his body to kill the evildoer. His primordial spirit stepped into the netherworld. He is not a ghost that has been reincarnated." Meng Po used her magic power to block This Penniless Monk's path. Are you going to hold me accountable for trespassing into the underworld?”
The Fourth
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