Chapter 194 Prison

It's really cruel to use these ghosts to ask for directions. There will be a killing array in every space. Once these ghosts enter it, there must be no life.

Huang Feng really doesn't want to do this, but what can he do if he doesn't? If you can't get out, these ghosts will never have a super day. If you want to be trapped here forever, it's better to fight and let part of it out. You can also take advantage of the east wind.

"Use three-color thunderstorms to control the power and wash away resentment. Use the free mind scriptures to transcend. Although this is not a magical power, it is the most essential heart scripture of Buddhism. Long-term singing can wash away spiritual distractions. It was condensed by a Buddha with his life's painstaking efforts. The snake road.

Panshe Xianzun was a fearless master in those years, and his style was also extremely tough. However, in the cultivation world, when there is a life-and-death conflict, it is possible for the winner to read the soul memory of the loser and obtain new formulas. It is not surprising that the snake knows the heart scriptures of Buddhism.

Huang Feng feels bad. The longer he has been here, the more and more violent the physical and mental are corroded and oppressed he is. This world does not allow himself to exist. There is a mysterious yellow spring water here, and no one knows what the function of the yellow spring water is.

Take out 9,90 white bone skulls, which is full of resentment. Huang Feng's magical power, his body flashed with thunder, showing a three-color form. The magnificent righteousness permeated and shrouded one side. This thunder was very different from ordinary thunder, more domineering, awe-inspiring, and supreme majesty.

Gestures change, fairy charm, detached things, thunder light converged into an electric snake, with three colors, gorgeous and dazzling. The majestic atmosphere is like the spokesperson of heaven, which is respectful.

Thunder has been the best power to expel evil spirits since ancient times. It comes from heaven and earth, with a roar like the rage of the sky, holding hands and bowing down, trembling. In ancient times, in order to expel the evil beast, a strong man killed a mythical beast with lightning attributes and refined it into a big drum. Under the beating, a hundred miles away is like thunder, and the divine power is infinite.

All kinds of things tell the mystery and power of thunder. Because of its unspeakable power, all creatures are in awe of it.

The three-color thunder turned into a long color snake, dancing and shining, the magnificent resentment was dispersed and disappeared between heaven and earth. The souls were redeemed, the resentment dissipated, and the holy souls rose from the skull, and the holy light shrouded one side.

They bowed deeply to Huang Feng, and then converged into a torrent of river, hovering in this space. There is still a trace of obsession in my heart, and I hate that I have been murdered like this.

Only the soul without distractions can enter reincarnation.

People are unpredictable, how can they have no distractions? In order to allow the dead to be reincarnated, there is Meng Po soup. It makes people forget the past, cut off their seven emotions and six desires, and turn them into a piece of white paper before they can be reincarnated again.

The sound waves of the free heart are magnificent, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and the Buddha's light shines. If there are hundreds of Buddhas singing, the soul of obsession will be left in vain.

Huang Feng shines like a Buddha, with kindness in solemnity, compassion and great compassion between his eyebrows. Gradually master the essence of the Great Self-free Heart Sutra. The singing waves are becoming more and more vast, passing through the nine-curling Yellow River array.

In an instant, the waves of the Yellow River rose and fluctuated, like a tsunami and waves. Huangfeng stood on it, extremely bumpy, and would often be submerged by the surging Yellow Spring Water and the Lianyang River.

The water of the Lianyang River is not so feared. The most worrying thing is the yellow spring water. No one knows what power the supreme holy water from the hell of the Yin Dynasty will be.

Huangfeng Buddha's light is shrouded, and all methods do not invade the body. He concentrates and sings the Heart Sutra loudly. After more and more souls who died unjustly were truly redeemed, a tall and magnificent, barefooted Buddha appeared with a kind smile on his face. Walk all over the world barefoot and save all sentient beings.

In Buddhism and Taoism, there are some particularly admirable Buddhas who sincerely struggle to save the world. This is true of the free king Buddha and the king Buddha of the earth.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all 99 skeletons were rescued, and they gathered together to form a big river. A call from order came to them, which is the call of reincarnation.

"Oss it. Now whether they have a chance to be reincarnated depends on their ability." Panshe Road, everything that needs to be done has been done.

The call of reincarnation is an order. Anyone who is kind-hearted will receive this kind of treatment. If he is a vicious person, he will be summoned by 18 layers of hell, be restrained by black and white impermanence, and be judged in hell. After being tortured, it is one thing whether there is a chance to be reincarnated.

"Does reincarnation really exist?" Huang Feng muttered to himself, thinking about whether his father had entered reincarnation now. I still have all kinds of obsessions that I can't let go, and I'm still waiting.

"The world is a sea of suffering, and it is not easy to relieve the suffering of the world. Mortals have three lifetimes of reincarnation, and then they will disappear in the vast universe without leaving any trace. There was once a character named 'Imperial Prison' who wanted to create an order and maintain the world, but unfortunately failed. Many people chased his pace, but the skills he left behind and even a set of magic weapons refining have disappeared. The snake came out with a period of hidden secrets.

Order comes from between heaven and earth, between creation, between nature and so on. It is inconceivable that a person would want to create order to maintain the world.

You should know that order is not some secular laws. It is a supreme rule, and any creature must act according to such a rule. Once this rule is established successfully, it is equivalent to creating a world.

Just like the order of survival between beasts, it has been eternal since ancient times. Either you die or I die. In order to survive, we must develop into a more perfect state, and for the sake of the ethnic group, we must make friends. With the best king, future generations will be stronger.

No one can violate such a law of order. However, some people want to create such a law of order. Whether it is successful or not, his courage and deeds are enough to be admired and worshipful.

"The Snake Fairy respects this legendary character very much. He also tried to find his remains, but found nothing. A descendant of the divine operator has calculated that his inheritance has a long way to go..." The snake said, no longer speaking, and seems to have touched some secrets.

Huang Feng turned his head, and many pure souls were worshipping him, and then shuttled through the space like a holy dragon. If there is no way forward, he will turn back and move in other directions again.

Huang Feng shows Lingtian's pace and follows these souls closely. If he can move forward, he will enter the next space. If he can't move forward, he will wait here. He kept roaring freely to support these pure souls, so that they could go out smoothly according to the order of summoning.