Since coming to the Netherworld, Su Jing has found that there is one more thing in him: unless the incense is gone, all the incense offered to him in the Yang World will be there and forever. However, this kind of thing is imperceptible in the Yang World, they belong to Su Jing, but Su Jing didn't know that he still had such a thing before.

But after entering the netherworld, the 'incense' manifested and became visible, and Su Jing naturally knew that there was such a 'strange thing' in his body.

There was a lot of incense but no weight, hidden in the body, and it had no effect on him.

It's a good thing, but it's useless to himself, if he can help the little ghost heal or do fine cultivation, Su Jing will definitely not be stingy. After the little ghost was surprised, he didn't appreciate it at all, and snorted from his nose: "It's boring! You can't use it anymore, you have the ability to go to those incense sacrifices? ”

After saying that, he lay back on the couch, closed his eyes, and no longer looked at the fragrant incense in the sky.

"Qi Yu Xiao Jiu Ye has not finished his words just now, after the first, there is the second. Zhao Tiehua opened his mouth, continued the previous topic, and explained to Su Jing: "Second, you are not an ownerless incense, when the worshippers burn incense and pray, what they think and read in their hearts is your old man, so we only have the share of greed, but we are not blessed." ”

After saying that, Su Jing understood, no wonder the little ghost didn't appreciate it, no matter how much incense he couldn't enjoy, it was useless.

Figuring out the matter of the incense, Su Jing didn't say anything more, and set aside a period of his mind to project the sinful day.

The ritual in the Black Prison is suspended. The flames returned to the furnace and silenced, and the evil spirits in the prison had never had such a peaceful day since they were sealed here: they used to suffer every day, but now they no longer suffer, why not be in the fairy court?

The evil heaven was chaotic, and countless evil ghosts made a fuss, rolling their long tongues and licking the wounds on their bodies, while reminiscing about the vicious battles and killings of Fang Cai, and the crowd was excited.

The monks and soldiers were busy, and according to Su Jing's instructions, they were calculating the 'ears' and making a careful calculation of the merits of the ghosts participating in the battle.

Seeing the arrival of the Lord, the Black Prison quickly fell silent. Tens of thousands of eyes were all gathered on Su Jing.

Su Jing first looked at the leader of the monks. Without waiting for him to speak, the fierce monk responded: "The five meritorious soldiers have already been calculated, and the others are still counting and reckoning, and this matter will take some effort." ”

There are more than 2,000 monks and soldiers counting the ears, which at first glance seems to be quite a lot. But also score and who to compare. The black prison is a sea of murderous spirits. They've just fought an overwhelming battle with another sea of demons, and those ears are going to be thrown out. I'm afraid that if I can fill in a lake and build a mountain, I will count it by the damage to the monks and soldiers, and there will be no results for a while.

The most hateful. The ghosts in filial robes are ferocious and cunning, saying that haode only looks at the right ear, and they also get a lot of left ears to fill up; some of them are particularly ruthless, seeing that they have only collected two or four ears from the enemy, and they are short of one 'crossing the line', they do not hesitate to tear off one of their own ears. The damage to the monks and soldiers not only counted, but also had to bother to identify the authenticity of the ears, and the efficiency was even lower.

Su Jing nodded and asked, "How many people have cut five ears?"

"Three thousand, seven hundred and sixty. The fierce monk replied.

After a moment's hesitation, Su Jing ordered, "There is no need to count the others." ”

Su Jing is the lord, whatever he says, the leader of the monks and soldiers nodded directly, but the fierce monks still frowned slightly. The fierce monks are all born in the army, and they know the things in the army best, and they should follow the law when they lead the troops to fight, and they should not change the order at any time, especially the rewards issued in advance must be honored.

The ghost soldiers in filial piety robes are controlled by the black prison, and it is absolutely impossible to mutiny and devour the master, but if the conditions are not accurate, at least it will affect the morale of the army, and who will work for you next time.

Sure enough, when the ghosts in the prison heard that they didn't need to count their ears, their faces all sank, and their eyes turned gloomy when they looked at Su Jing again.

Suddenly there was a thunderous roar, huddled in the corner of the black prison, the originally bored Di Tingting to investigate the ghost creature was angry, stood up and shouted, Zhou's body was lit up and down with golden flames, and his eyes were like torches to inspect the ghosts

Usually Su Jing is outside, Di Ting is the most ferocious 'cell leader' in this evil day, and as soon as it is powerful, the ghost army in filial piety robe is irrepressibly afraid.

And after many years of sacrifice, the spirit of listening to the seal of the scriptures has long been linked with the evil heaven, the hell beast was furious, and the black prison also suddenly reacted, and the huge ghost refining furnaces in the middle of the seventeen zhang high and five zhang wide burst into flames, and the flames were soaring and tumbling in the furnace, and the sound of the flames was restless like the angry sea crashing on the shore!

The ghosts in the filial piety robe are unwilling, but since the day they were taken into the black prison, they have suffered day and night, and the fear of the furnace in the prison has been seared into instinct Su Jing also sank his face at this moment, the master of Gangtian is majestic in the black prison, and his face is so angry that the fierce aura of the ghosts was suppressed in an instant, and they were silent one by one, and they lowered their eyes one after another, and they no longer dared to look at Su Jing angrily.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no ghost dared to show his hideousness, Su Jing nodded with satisfaction and said in a cold voice: "I underestimated you before! ”

No matter how good the creatures in the world are, they also have evil intentions, and no matter how vicious they are, there will be good times when only this group of filial piety ghosts in Su Jing's black prison live, they live in heaven and earth, but they are not born by natural creation. All the evil ghosts of the Black Hell are reincarnated by the evil thoughts of the world, and they are all evil and extremely evil from the heart to the sex, from the root to the skin.

That's why they're crazy about blood, so they take the battle of life and death as a carnival.

Buddhism has clouds: there is no one in the world who cannot be crossed. The filial piety ghosts in the black prison are the 'opposite' of the great compassion of the Buddha Gate from the Buddha Gate, and they have broken the 'infallible' side of the Buddha Gate since the day of their existence and rebirth!

These ghosts are unteachable, uncrossable, and unchangeable, born evil and unrepentant until death.

Su Jing's voice was cold: "The person I hate the most in my life." But to be fair, you are all wicked people, but you have not had the opportunity to do evil, but you are not evil. "All the murderous things in the Black Prison Town came from the 'Cha Tian Mo', but Cha Tian Mo was broken by Su Jing as soon as he flew into the Nine Heavens, and there were countless fierce ghosts in front of Su Jing at this moment. Truly 'wicked', but they were subdued before they could actually do evil.

"Today's battle is in my eyes," Su Jing's voice kept stopping, his tone was still cold, as if he had no emotion at all, but his words changed his tone: "Huanghuang is a great victory, everyone has merit, you have never failed me on the battlefield, I will live up to you." In that case, why bother counting Rausch's ears? ”

"How about one ear. What about the three ears. The five ears and so on were said before, all in one sentence: those who enter the war today have all obtained the five ears, and the fire of purgatory in the sinful heaven will no longer rise for you. ”

As soon as the voice fell, the group of ghosts was in an uproar. However, Su Jing always used the cold tone of 'arresting and torture quickly, and the judge questioning the crime'. Suddenly he said such a reward. The evil ghosts in filial piety robes all said that they heard it wrong, so they were confused. When he heard this, he roared in anger, and the roar of the evil beast swept in all directions, immediately suppressing the commotion of the ghosts.

Su Jing repeated it again. The tone and voice remained the same, and the words were as cold as the wind: "The fire of the evil heaven, I won't wait for you anymore!"

No matter how cold the voice is, no matter how cold it is, no matter how hot it is to them, and from now on they will be spared terrible torment, this generous gift is tantamount to a new life!

In an instant, there was a thunderous roar of joy in the sinful sky, and thousands of evil ghosts shouted wildly.

Su Jing was unusual, only gave them a moment of joy, and then shouted: "Shut up with me!"

At this moment, in front of them, they are not the subordinates of the goblins, let alone the same door from the mountain, they are the most filthy and fierce ghosts, Su Jing is very clear, and there must be no kindness in front of them.

The big boss of the black prison shouted, and the ghosts didn't dare to disobey, so they were busy and closed their mouths, and the evil days were quiet again. Then Su Jing raised his hand, and a long black stick roared out of his hand, and with a muffled sound of 'dong', it was firmly inserted in the middle of the black prison: Rejoice in the Arhat baguette.

When leaving the mountain, the two joyful arhat sticks were placed in the Tianwu Sword Prison, and when Su Jing was refining the evil heaven, he would always divide a piece of yang fire to refine the sticks, and after a hundred years, the broken sticks finally coincided, except for the original fracture with a golden red calcining mark, the joyful arhat sticks looked the same as the original.

Of course, the most magical effect of the baguette's most magical 'adding general changes and one more life' cannot be restored, but the other mysteries of the baguette remain unchanged, the wind and thunder are turbulent when wielding, and the great power of Buddhism is surging and ferocious.

The babe plunged straight into the ground of the black prison, and Su Jing continued: "Before the war, there was a saying in this seat, and you can choose one of the two paths, or you will wait for reincarnation to go to it, or follow this seat. ”

"I have to explain it, you are born in evil thoughts, it is not easy to enter reincarnation, even if you are reincarnated as a human being, you are burdened by this life, most of the next life will suffer, but I should also do my best, make merit and make up for your sinful karma, and then ask the world's high monks to cast the Dharma to exceed, you rest assured, I will not be the slightest slack when I do haode things;

Su Jing changed the conversation, and then went back to the 'wicked man said': "Your nature is evil, and I expect you to be a teacher of benevolence and righteousness, and a heavenly protector is purely daydreaming, but this seat still remembers another sentence" Speaking of this, with a second wave of his hand, a ball of yang fire swirled up, and he erected an arhat stick towards the center of the black prison and beat it.

At the same time, the joyful Luohan stick received Su Jing's heart, and it grew violently in an instant, long and long!

The stick is fifty-six zhang long, the yang fire hit the baguette and did not shatter, turned into a fire snake, quickly climbed around the baguette, and after the blink of an eye, the yang fire reached the top of the baguette, shook violently, and the wind unfolded, and it was a fire flag!

Banner!

The flag is divided into two sides, blazing bright red color, gloomy and miserable cloud pattern background, a pair of three-legged golden crows on the back, raising its wings and fierce might, and the front three huge ancient seals such as the color of the sun and gold are displayed in the big banner - the wicked grind.

Su Jing said the second half of the sentence: "The wicked have their own wicked grinding." ”

"It doesn't hurt to wait for evil, and you would rather die than be good; If you are born evil, you will do the evil among the evils, and you will be the great wicked who grinds the little wicked in 'the wicked have their own wicked people to grind'!"

"The flag is the number, the flag is the name, today this seat stands this flag, builds this army, the wicked grind, that is, my evil heavenly soldiers!"

"Follow this seat and shed blood under the banner of 'Wicked Mill'. When you join our army, you don't care about the past, you are no longer a prisoner in this black prison, you are no longer a fierce purgatory, and all of your soldiers are my Su Jingerlang!"

"Why do you deliberately do good, regardless of the principles of heaven, and ask two questions where the 'wicked grind' passes: Where are the wicked? )