The two Zhang Fan recited the scriptures together, first of all, the Immeasurable Light Sutra, and the voice of the scriptures seemed to sound in everyone's hearts.

And with the scriptures, everyone seems to have entered a warm illusion, and everyone's illusion is different, or the scene that they miss the most in their life, or the person who can't let go of them in their life.

The dungeon is cold and gloomy, even ghosts can feel the loneliness, gloom, and lifelessness of the dungeon, plus the yin qi and their own resentment, and they feel lonely, resentful and other negative emotions amplified.

Now it is like soaking in a hot spring, everyone is immersed in their own illusion, and the negative emotions in everyone's hearts are being transformed into pure yin qi.

The entire incomparably huge Yinshan Mountain Range stretched all the way to the Nai He Bridge, and the wails of countless hateful creatures in the weak water had also disappeared, all of them stared blankly at the two huge phantoms in the sky, they had no original resentment and hatred, and their originally distorted faces were also stretched, or immersed, or remembered, or enjoyed.

Endless fine golden incantations echoed through the heavens and the earth, and the cold and cold Netherworld seemed to have a temperature, and this temperature did not cause any harm to the ghosts.

Then there is the Baolian Sutra and the Netherworld Sutra, and the three scriptures echo in the ears of the netherworld beings in a cycle.

Unlike the Buddhist scriptures, the Buddhist scriptures are either to kill ghosts or to completely transform.

The so-called transformation is nothing more than the destruction of the soul and the reincarnation of the true spirit, forcibly ending the cause and effect, but this cause and effect will not really end, but will only accumulate after an immeasurable amount of eons.

As for the transformation, it is to forcibly transform the yin qi and resentment into the Buddha's light attribute, similar to the golden body, the process is too rough, and if it becomes this attribute, it can only be returned to the Buddha's door, which seems to be liberating, but in fact, even the reincarnation will be controlled by them.

And Zhang Fan's scriptures are different, in the final analysis, resentment, hatred, hatred, evil, etc. are just a kind of yin qi, these breaths accumulate and distort the soul, affect the soul and mind, just like the meridians are blocked, it is difficult to get rid of it, and Zhang Fan is similar to the scriptures of the Daomen, what you want is to sort out and adjust, straighten out the breath, and let them return to the source, naturally everything is normal.

Of course, many of the great powers of the Daomen do not disdain the things of the underworld, the most important thing about the Daomen is the present world, not the afterlife, the mainstream of the Daomen is that after reincarnation, I am no longer me, so there are many Daomen scriptures, but there are few people who spend the yin.

And fundamentally speaking, Daomen is also pursuing a free and immortal life, without cohesion, just like before, although the head of the male immortals, the Eastern Prince, and the female immortal, the Western Queen Mother, respect them, but the cohesion is too loose.

Even when the three religions disputed, it was also very painful, and even the extremely weak human race became the lord of the Three Realms with the human emperor as the head of the gods.

That's why there are gods, and there is a heavenly court, and the root of what the heavenly court represents is the interests of Taoism.

This is the fundamental reason why the Daomen will be exploited by the Buddhism to make it bigger.

As the scriptures reverberate, at first only a small number of pious kneeling, and then more and more unjust spirits, terrible ghosts, Shura, rakshasas, zombies, and immortal bones, and more and more powerful ghosts in the weak water river who could not struggle to go ashore no matter what, also climbed the river bank and knelt down one by one.

On the bank of the weak water river, the flowers on the other side of the river, which were not in the blooming season, are also in full bloom, and the flowers on the other side of the eight hundred miles are in full bloom, trembling slightly as if worshipping in one direction.

In the sea of blood, a blood-colored figure stepped on a blood-colored lotus platform and said, "Jizo, you can still sit still now, this junior's scriptures are very weird, and they are not weaker than your Jizo scriptures, especially the three together, which are infinitely useful." ”

The Bodhisattva King of Jizo folded his hands, and endless golden light shone on the sea of blood, and from time to time, Asuras and Rakshasas were transformed into eight groups to climb up to the sea of blood and sit cross-legged behind the hiding.

"Isn't this a good thing, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes when I suppress the sea of blood alone, and now I have Taoist friends to help, which should be a happy event. The donor has not been bleeding for thousands of years, and when he came out today, he should be afraid. ”

"Hehe, I'm a dignified peak Da Luo, would I be afraid of a junior who has only a few hundred years of Taoism?"

"The donor wants to confirm his cultivation with the poor monk, please."

"I'm not in the mood to fight against you today, you should know that when he comes like this, the new authority of this underworld will basically belong to him, and you have planned a game between Buddhism and Taoism, but you have made a wedding dress for others, which is indeed a happy event."

"The poor monk only cares about the transformation of sentient beings, regardless of the disputes of the Three Realms."

At this moment, several blood rays flew out of the sea of blood and fled into the distance, Jizo wanted to stop it, but was stopped by the River Styx, and the two also fought together.

Although there are still many living beings who did not bow down after regaining their clarity, they also bowed and thanked and still listened to the scriptures devoutly.

But the vast majority of living beings bow down under the three scriptures to signify refuge.

At this time, there was an earth-shattering roar from Ying Long.

Everyone saw a ghostly light flying out of the top of Yinglong's head, and through the ghostly light, they could see that the light was like a spring, and the tumbling spring water was countless sophisticated and strange spells, which looked deep and luxurious.

"Huangquan is mine, how could it be." Ying Long's roar almost shattered the heavens and the earth.

But that yellow spring disappeared directly at the same time as it appeared, and then appeared in front of the nearest Golden Crow Daojun.

Jin Wu Daojun grabbed it, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, those obscure spells were dyed with a layer of gold, and then merged into the palm of his hand like a brand, and an extra Yellow Spring mark appeared on the palm.

"It can't be." The battle in the sky stopped instantly, and they all looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

Ying Long's eyes were about to erupt into flames, and he roared angrily: "Junior, what kind of demon magic did you cast, why did you refine Huangquan in an instant. ”

Every mouth of the Yellow Spring represents the real authority of the underworld, so far, a mouthful of the South Dou, a mouthful of the Beidou, a mouthful of the five ghost emperors, a mouthful of the earth, which finally brewed into the ninth Yellow Spring returned to Zhang Fan, nine is the extreme, the authority of the underworld has been divided, and there will be no Yellow Spring output in the future.

Zhang Fan said with a smile: "The predecessor said that he was joking, if it weren't for Huangquan recognizing the master, how could I refine so easily." ”

Jiang Lingguan and Fuhu Arhat's faces were extremely pale, they couldn't have imagined that they were going to solve Ying Long soon, but this kind of thing happened again, and in the end, they actually got cheap by playing soy sauce Zhang Fan.

"Originally, it should be a festive thing for Xiao Sheng to get out of trouble, but the first thing Xiao Sheng got out of trouble made me wait for it." Jiang Lingguan sighed.

"No way, because fate will meet, the so-called authority of heaven and earth, there is virtue to live in, but this king is disrespectful." Zhang Fan shook his head and said.

Fuhu Arhat said angrily: "The competition is over, and the demon clan is at the end, and whoever robs it is whoever robs it." ”

Only then did they see the countless creatures of the underworld who had fallen to their knees, and they understood what had happened, and although they did not believe it, it was so.

"That's your competition, what do you have to do with my demon clan, this king has always said that it is to play with you. The three families earn power, the Jade Emperor and the Buddha feel that my demon clan is not in the stream, and they set the rules of the game without looking for my king, then good, you play yours, I play ours, this matter is said to be heavenly, even if it is in front of the saint, the king is not false, not to mention, the king did not fight with you, it was Huangquan himself who recognized the master. ”……