Legend of the Great Saint

The big Indian ghost used a steel fork to salvage Li Qingshan from the oil pan and set it deep into hell.

Just came out of the oil pan, and went up to the knife mountain. The blades accumulated clusters, and the cold flashed.

Li Qingshan saw him and laughed: "Nice place!” Another long sigh reminded me of the end of the razor knife.

“Know what I'm afraid of?” The big indigo grinned and pushed Li Qingshan to the knife mountain. Then he stared, but saw Li Qingshan walking with his hands behind his back on top of Mount Knife, as if he were a demon who had been beaten to hell, as if he were a mountaineering tourist. That blade won't hurt him at all.

The Big Indian Ghost hurried to return the favor. Judge Lu became angrier and shocked the tree: “Waste!” Grab a warrant and smash your head over the head of a big indigo ghost: “Go on! There's no need to return the favor. If he doesn't suffer, just go down to the next level! ”

The Big Indian Ghost picked up the warrant sign and turned back to Little Hell of Knife Mountain. His heart was furious, but how dare he resent the Tang Dynasty Judge? He grabbed Li Qingshan and left. He said fiercely: "Kid, do you really think you can escape punishment after doing a few good deeds? ”

Li Qingshan smiled: “As I expected, I didn't expect hell to be fair! ”

“Justice?” Big indigo grins cruelly: “I want you to know, this is the most unjust place in the world! ”

Li Qingshan glanced at him and saw all the marks on his head and face: “I see you're a bad luck too! ”

Big indigo furious: “Shut up! ”

Then Li Qingshan walked through Copper Axe Hell, Iron Tree Hell. The copper axe cut him down and the iron tree cut him down.

Hungry hell is full inside, thirsty hell is full of teeth.

There is nothing but a breeze in the dark clouds of sand. In a small inferno of mud and dung, there is only a pool of fresh water.

Nor did the venomous bee come to stab him, nor did the venomous snake come to haunt him. Don't be afraid to rip open your belly, don't be afraid to eat your heart and liver.

In the beginning, the indigo ghost became more and more gorgeous, but then gradually the color was corrected, adding a little respect.

After so many years in hell, I have seen so many evil spirits, and when the pain reached the extreme, there were not a handsome number of cursing judges or even hiding in Yanluo, but I have never seen such inmates. It's like we're not going deep into hell, we're living in a world of joy. From the beginning to the end, there was no resentment at all.

And in such a deep hell, there will be no punishment, and it is clear that a great deal of merit has accrued.

“Who are you exactly? ”

Li Qingshan replied very well: "Does it matter? ”

“Don't be too proud! Even if it's meritorious, isn't there any sin? ”

Li Qingshan sighed: "My sins, I am so exhausted, I can't redeem myself! ”

At his will, the Phagocyte devoured countless worlds, depriving countless people of their homes and destroying countless spirits.

Moreover, in the world of five continents, he allowed everyone to practice kung fu, but brought about centuries of turmoil, the birth of countless martial arts monks, fighting between the heavens and the sea, and bringing more than just legendary stories.

The Big Indian Ghost stunned for a moment and measured him up and down, feeling impenetrable. How can he accumulate such profound merit if he says he is an evil-free magician?

“If what you say is true, you're finished. Go deeper into hell, and as long as you have a little sin, you will not escape punishment. By then, the deeper the sin, the greater the pain! ”

Unconsciously, the tone is no longer happiness, but rather some emotion.

“Doesn't that suit you? ”

“I have no quarrel with you. What does that mean for me? I feel worthless for you. Your merits are far greater than your sins. It's not all the way to those goddamn demons. Just pay them honestly. Why is this so hard? ”

“Who says there's no justice here, you have it in your heart?” Li Qingshan laughed: “You have this reading, I may spare you your life in the future! ”

“Will you spare my life?! ”

Big indigo laughing, all in this situation, do you want to get out of this hell? However, under Li Qingshan's eyes, he gradually couldn't laugh, but felt a little horrible.

Li Qingshan urged: “Cut the crap and hurry! ”

Even to the sixth floor of hell, an ant is eating up a little hell.

Li Qingshan frowned and began to feel slight pain. Although the pain is not deep, it is itchy and restless.

It is not a good childhood to recall the days in Woniu Village, but to be trapped in the body of a child, often abused by his sister-in-law in a small village. Sleeping in a bunch of hay in a cowshed for many years, often bitten by mosquitoes all night long, always restless, only talking to the blue bull himself.

“You know it hurts! ”

“Well, it's hard. ”

“Then take it easy! ”

Big Indian Ghost went to a corner to sit down. He was sent by Judge Lu to deal with Li Qingshan.

Originally scolded by Judge Lu, he greatly angered Li Qingshan and was ready to send him to the depths of hell, but he changed his mind unknowingly. I feel that I can just put this job to pass, and I can't afford to be angry for Lu.

Li Qingshan nodded, closed his eyes, silently endured the bite.

He knows very well that the test has just begun! It's lucky to be able to get past the first few floors, but that's it.

There is no good man in front of the sin mirror table, and there is no land in hell. Without all the suffering, all the hard work, how did you get to the depths of hell to see that great saint, and then to see Brother Niu in nine days?

He suspected that Mengbo Tang was actually counterproductive, not forgettable, but memorable, a hundred times more powerful than “water for memory”.

Between the trance, still in the hay pile of the cowshed, looking at that broken horn blue cow, looking at him with wet eyes, silently waiting for him to make a choice.

For the average human emperor, the Yang God is basically everything, all spiritual spirit and magic cultivated condensation, but practiced "The Nine Changes of God" He can simply abandon the Yang God and then re-condense it in the small world.

He could still choose not to suffer and choose to walk the path.

Either he has no way out, or the world of five continents is his best way out.

The world of the five continents has grown into a super large world, capable of accommodating five holocausts in the near future. And as the god of the world, he can hide in the world of five continents and be with the heavens and the earth. Even the fairies can't help him. The real thing is, "Step back to the wide sea sky."

Why suffer in this hell?

At this moment, an ant climbed onto his eyelid and was suddenly pinched by him.

Big Indian Ghost said, “Can't you hold it? ”

This is the sixth layer of hell, unlike the original Knife Mountain Oil Pot, which touches deeper laws. I don't need no more hot pot knife sharpeners. All are born of heart, and all are created of heart. These ants can't escape, they can't kill, and no matter what the struggle is, they're bound to get bitten.

Li Qingshan gently released the ant and opened his eyes: “Keep walking! ”

“What did you say?! ”

“Go to the next floor, there's no point here! ”

“Are you out of your mind! ”

“I've got your heart, but let's keep moving! ”

Li Qingshan's eyes burned and his face persisted.

From the moment he stepped out of Wagyu Village, he was determined not to look back, and there was no way back, whether it was a village or a world.

Though it is true that hell will never overtake you, nor will you regret it.