"The great hell has eighteen hells, and there are five hundred in them. They have different names, and there are thousands in them..."

"He who has no end to prison..."

"And all the sinners have suffered so much..."

"Thousands of yakshas and other evil spirits, their mouths and teeth are like swords, their eyes are like lightning, and their hands have copper claws, dragging down sinners..."

"Long nails are driven into the joints of the limbs, tongues are pulled out to plow the plow, intestines are drawn out and chopped, mouths are filled with copper, and hot iron is wrapped around the body..."

"Thousands of deaths and thousands of lives, the sense of karma is like this. After hundreds of millions of kalpas, there is no end in sight..."

Chen Qi didn't understand and was a little irritable at first.

But I don't know why, I didn't notice it, and my heart gradually calmed down.

Until then, I suddenly felt a chill coming out of my bones.

He seemed to be in a terrible place.

Mountain of swords, prison of swords, sea of ​​fire and blood pool.

There are evil spirits everywhere and yakshas everywhere.

A naked man was thrown into the Mountain of Swords, the Sword Prison, and the Sea of ​​Fire by the evil demon Yaksha.

There are also nail beds, hot oil, iron plows, soldering irons, and other unheard-of and unseen punishments, such as skinning, removing intestines, cutting flesh and pulling out tongues...

It's hell!

Isn't this what the legendary eighteen levels of hell are like?

Me, me, I went to hell?!

Chen Qi was so frightened that his whole body went limp and he fell directly to the ground.

He knew he was not a good person, but he never thought that one day he would really go to hell.

Thinking of the eighteen levels of hell that people used to talk about, I almost collapsed.

"At that time, the World-Honored One raised his body and magnified the light, illuminating all the worlds of Buddhas including the sands of hundreds of thousands of billions of Ganges..."

At this time, a huge voice penetrated the boundless darkness, and Chen Qi was shocked. The terrifying scenes around him receded like a tide, and he returned to the light.

Chen Qi looked around helplessly and saw the monk on the rock wall again.

The sutras recited by the monk at this time made him feel like he was in the sunshine, warm and comfortable.

"...really a holy monk?"

Chen Qi looked at the monk's handsome face and murmured.

Soon, he was immersed in the sound of preaching that seemed to be everywhere and all-pervading.

When he woke up again, he found that... the holy monk had become silent and sat cross-legged on the rock wall, his eyebrows lowered and solemnly motionless.

"Amitabha……"

The monks of Yanyun Temple, led by the abbot Zen Master, titheed to the young monk on the cliff, stood up quietly, and filed away.

Everyone around them showed reluctance on their faces, but they still behaved politely and left in an orderly manner.

Chen Qi was also among the crowd, being led to worship and then led away.

"Holy Monk...?"

It wasn't until after going down the mountain that I suddenly woke up and remembered something.

"Isn't it best for Zen masters to pay homage to Buddha?"

Chen Qi's face was filled with joy: "Such an eminent monk has come to Yunyan Temple, and the Dharma is so profound. If the Zen master knew about it, he would definitely be happy, and he would also give some rewards. I can't help but be remembered by him. I, Chen Qi,

Wouldn’t it be a sight to behold?”

"Yes! Hurry and report to the Zen Master!"

Chen Qiyi clapped his hands and ran away.

…

On the rock wall, Chen Yi opened his eyes, looked at the deserted mountainside, and touched his smooth scalp out of habit.

It seems that using supernatural powers to deceive people is not the right way, right?

But it’s not harmful to anyone, it’s also good for them. It’s just a temporary expediency, it’s nothing, right?

never mind.

After preaching these scriptures for many days, he discovered it.

Telling the true scriptures not only benefits others, but he himself also gains a lot.

In the past, the two scriptures were only regarded as plug-ins for obtaining magical powers, which was a bit neglectful.

The fish should be almost hooked, right?

Chen Yi laughed.

After ten days of preaching, I am really tired.

I closed my eyes again, and the spiritual platform suddenly became peaceful. I continued to comprehend the spiritual light I had gained in the past few days and deduce various possibilities.

It's another new day.

Under the rock wall and in front of the pagoda, many people gathered again to listen to the Dharma.

There were more people than yesterday, and among them there were many people from the martial arts world who carried swords with them.

Chen Yi glanced around, saw some of them, smiled slightly, and ignored them.

He returned the salute to the monk of Yunyan Temple who was bowing down below him, and then titheed to the people who had gathered around him and had been waiting for a long time. Then he lowered his eyelids and began to lecture again.

What we are talking about is still the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

In fact, not many people can understand it.

But I was still mesmerized when I heard it. This is the magic of supernatural powers and the mystery of the true scriptures.

A few more hours passed, and Chen Yi stopped. Everyone was reluctant to leave, but they also knew that today's scripture had been finished.

Chen Yi swept his eyes and said slowly: "Do you have any questions? You can ask."

"Whoa!"

Just as many people were scrambling to get up and ask questions, suddenly, a big man in the crowd knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

This big man was big and thick, with a vicious appearance and a sword on his back.

It’s hard to imagine that such a person would cry, and cry so heartbrokenly, like a child...

Everyone was not surprised.

Because in the past ten days, they have not seen or listened to less.

After listening to the holy monk's sermon, so and so repented.

Today, the unfilial prodigal son of this family turned around and returned home, becoming a filial son.

Tomorrow there will be another thief who has a habit of stealing from one house to another. He suddenly realizes his past mistakes and goes to the Yamen to surrender.

In short, I see one or two almost every day.

Two days ago, there was a gangster who had killed many people. He knelt under the rock wall and cried and confessed to the holy monk for a long time.

"Why are you crying?"

Chen Yiyou slowly opened his eyes on the rock wall and looked at the big man crying in the crowd below.

The voice was soft, but it was clearly transmitted to the people around the pagoda.

"Ugh!"

Hearing this familiar voice reach his ears, the big man cried even harder.

He kept kowtowing: "Holy Monk! Oh~ I, I'm not a human being. Please pray to the Holy Monk to save me once. I don't want to go to hell! Oh~"

Sure enough, I was still scared.

Chen Yi understood clearly.

These days, he has seen many people repent because of listening to his lectures.

However, 90% of them were frightened by the "hell" described in the scriptures.

Repent out of fear.

It is not because his own Dharma is so profound that it can influence everyone.

Thinking in his heart, he did not forget his role as a holy monk on his face. He shook his head and said slowly: "Iron-encircled mountains and endless prisons are meant to save sinful beings. This little monk does not have the power to determine your karma. Everything is tied to you."

All in one."

The big man was so frightened that he shed tears and kept kowtowing: "I...I repent! I repent! The holy monk didn't know that there was a major case in Wuzhou Prefecture four years ago. In one month, more than a thousand children were lost...

"

Discussions suddenly broke out among the crowd.

In fact, this case has had a huge impact, with more than a thousand young children and thousands of families involved.

"I'm not human!"

As the big man spoke, he suddenly slapped himself hard on the face, again and again, and soon blood foam flew from his mouth, but he didn't even notice it, as if he wasn't the one being slapped.

"I'm not a human being! Among these people, there are several young sons from several families who I personally sold!"

"Wow!"

The crowd was like a huge rock falling from a lake, causing huge waves.

"Amitabha!"

"quiet!"
Chapter completed!