I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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Sun Wukong speeded up his pace and overtook all the way, and he reached the end of the corridor with three or five breaths.

With one step, it feels like you have walked a long way.

The tunnel just now should be a teleportation array.

Out of the corridor, there is still a long queue ahead.

You can see a bridge at the end of the line.

Under the bridge is the rolling Wangchuan River, which cannot be crossed by life and death.

To cross the Wangchuan River, you can only walk across the Naihe Bridge.

Looking at the other side of the Wangchuan River from here, it is enveloped in endless darkness.

Only by crossing the Naihe Bridge can you see the true face of the Six Paths of Samsara.

Monkey King looked around, and there were six holes in the distance to go out and fool around.

"Huh? There are seven in total?" Monkey King was taken aback, feeling something was wrong there.

After thinking about it, why are there seven channels in total?

There is one passage in each of the five ghost cities, and there should be six passages in Yama City.

Look carefully at the one on the side.

"I rub it? They are all bald monks!"

"Buddha has opened up a ghost city alone?" Sun Wukong was extremely shocked.

I only found out after I pulled a ghost over and asked.

It turns out that besides the Wufang ghost town, there is indeed a ghost town in the Buddhist kingdom.

This ghost city was opened up by Buddhism alone in the endless darkness of the underworld, but it shares the six reincarnations with other ghost cities.

However, those in the Buddhist ghost city only care about the ghosts of the Buddhist kingdom.

Moreover, the souls of the monks in the Buddhist ghost town will only reincarnate in Xiniu Hezhou.

"Buddhism is almost ready for reincarnation!" Sun Wukong frowned deeply.

The bosses of the heavens would allow the Buddhist sect to open another ghost city. If the Buddhist sect completely breaks away from reincarnation, the human race will suffer a lot.

"How long has the passage on the side of the Buddhist gate been born?" Sun Wukong asked.

"1000 years!" Guicha answered honestly.

No wonder the relationship between the underworld and the Buddhist sect is so tense, it turns out that the Buddhist sect divided the authority of the underworld by building another ghost city!

It's not that the big bosses don't want to take care of this matter, it's just that the development of the Western Buddhist Kingdom is extremely strong, and it has reached the point where it can set up another ghost city.

Buddhism's doing this can be regarded as conforming to the law of heaven.

Judging from the current situation, the ghosts of the Buddha Kingdom only enter Xiniu Hezhou, and the mortals in the Yang world are constantly being converted by Buddhism.

In this way, the Buddha Kingdom will become stronger and stronger in the future!

Is that how Daomen looks at it?

Sun Wukong couldn't understand these things.

He always felt that what Buddhism did was to disintegrate Taoism from the root, and of course it was also disintegrating the underworld.

These things are free to be considered by the bosses. Although Sun Wukong doesn't want to see Buddhism become stronger, his current strength cannot compete with Buddhism at all.

"Ugh!"

He sighed heavily, and didn't care about the passage to the ghost city of the Buddha Kingdom over there.

Step forward and you will reach the bridge of Naihe.

There are two ghost messengers standing at the head of the bridge, their strength has already reached the realm of golden immortals, and the importance of reincarnation cannot be ignored.

Sun Wukong showed his palm, and the inspector's logo flickered faintly.

"I've seen you, my lord! My lord, please help yourself!"

The ghost guard saw his sign and let him go on the bridge by himself.

Walking on the Naihe Bridge, the bridge becomes wider and wider.

Looking at the five or six-meter Naihe Bridge, Sun Wukong's strength actually walked seventy or eighty steps.

On the bridge deck, the width here is at least 100 meters.

There are ten passages surrounded by wooden fences on the bridge.

At the mouth of each passage was a table with an empty bowl on it.

A ghost messenger stood by the table.

The ghost messenger held a teapot in his hand, and when a ghost came over, the ghost messenger would pour a bowl of tea into it.

This bowl is Mengpo soup.

The ghosts have been unconscious since they got on the bridge, and they will subconsciously pick up the tea bowl and drink it.

After drinking Mengpo soup, the ghosts became dazed and walked into the passage involuntarily.

The other side of the passage leads to the bottom of the Naihe Bridge, and after crossing the Naihe Bridge is the Six Paths of Samsara.

At the very edge of the ten passages, there is a small tea shed beside the Naihe Bridge, where a large pot is supported, and ghost messengers make Meng Po soup there.

"Didn't Granny Meng make this trip?"

Seeing the situation over there, Monkey King asked subconsciously.

"Nonsense! I don't have the spare time to stay here and make soup every day!"

A sudden voice appeared behind Monkey King, startling him.

Sun Wukong looked back subconsciously, and was taken aback for a moment.

"you are?"

The person behind her is a standard beauty, a dignified and graceful lady.

The beautiful eyes that are moving forward and looking forward, and the temperament that is pure and refined.

And there is Da Luo Jinxian's cultivation base and red luck value!

"Hey? You've come to my territory, don't you know who I am? I think you're a leopard spirit, and you're not a good person." The woman stared at Monkey King and said.

Those eyes seemed to throw Sun Wukong directly into the Wangchuan River at any moment.

"Say! What are you doing here at Naihe Bridge!" the woman asked gloomily.

"You are... Lady Meng!" Sun Wukong was completely dumbfounded.

She said that Naihe Bridge was her territory, and only Po Meng could say that.

This so beautiful beauty is actually Meng Po?

This guy always thought that Granny Meng was an amiable old woman, but she never thought that Granny Meng was actually a beautiful woman!

"My lord, don't get me wrong, the lower officials are also errands, not bad people!"

Seeing that Po Meng was about to go mad, Monkey King hurriedly showed the inspector mark in his hand and said.

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"Huh? You are the inspector entrusted by Master Tubo? So you are a leopard spirit!"

Po Meng obviously also knew that he was appointed inspector.

"It's the next official." Sun Wukong said humbly.

This guy puts his posture very low, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the boss, and he doesn't even dare to think about drawing his luck.

After confirming Monkey King's identity, Po Meng closed her sharp eyes, turned and walked towards the tea stall by the bridge.

The ghost messenger over there immediately pulled out a bamboo and rattan chair carefully, and Po Meng took the opportunity to sit down.

Another ghost messenger served another bowl of tea.

Sun Wukong saw with his own eyes just now that the pot of tea was poured from the big pot next to it for making Mengpo soup.

Granny Meng didn't care, she picked up the tea bowl and finished it in one sip...

After drinking it, I still smashed my mouth, as if I was not satisfied with the medicinal properties of Meng Po Tang.

In this world, there is no one who drinks Mengpo soup as tea, except for her. Anyway, Monkey King would not dare to drink it like that.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you, the Inspector, coming to me?"

Granny Meng drank the tea, crossed her legs, looked up at Monkey King and asked absently.

"My lord, I found out..."

Sun Wukong told Granny Meng exactly about Sun Guangrui being poisoned by the Ghost Yin Gu.

Even the fact that Sun Guangrui is Tang Seng's wild father was also mentioned.

"Oh, ghost yin Gu."

After listening to the whole story, Meng Po's expression didn't change at all, obviously she can handle this matter.

If he couldn't do it, he would definitely have a bitter face like Ji Kang Ghost Emperor.

"It's easy."

Sure enough, Meng Po said easily.

"It's hard work, my lord, I am very grateful!" Monkey King hurriedly expressed his thanks.

"Did I say I wanted to help you? I just said it's easy!" Po Meng corrected.

Sun Wukong was speechless for a while, just now he was thinking that Po Meng was so easy to talk, why Ji Kang still had a gloating expression.

"That... my lord! Please help, this matter may be involved in that later." Monkey King nuzzled towards the passage on the other side.

"If we can get them out and make a fuss, wouldn't it be a good thing for our underworld?" Monkey King tried hard to persuade.

"Hmph! It doesn't matter who gets involved! If I don't want to help you, it's useless to get involved!" Granny Meng said coldly.

"Uh……"

Sun Wukong was choked enough, this big lady Meng spoke really aggressively.

"Then why are you willing to help?"

I had no choice but to beg in a low voice.

"Old grandson, grandson. I hope you can give me some strength in the future, so that I won't make such a big fuss!" Sun Wukong thought to himself.

"Help you... It's not impossible, but you have to help me with something first!" Meng Po looked at Monkey King and said with a sigh of relief.

"Say it! I will definitely work hard." Sun Wukong promised with a straight body.

Po Meng stood up and came to the bridge of Naihe.

Looking at the Wangchuan River under the bridge, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

Youyouran said:

"I want to see someone, if you can help me bring him here, I will help you to solve the ghost yin Gu."

"Meet someone? Just tell me who you are meeting, as long as it is not a bald thief from Buddhism, I will find you!"

Monkey King heard that Po Meng only wanted to meet someone, so it would be easy to handle.

In Sun Wukong's view, "The relationship between us in this underworld, regardless of life or death, can be easily captured by someone."

"His name is Qi Liang, and he is my husband. If you find him, I will help you... If you can't find him, we don't have to talk about it." Meng Po said quietly.

"Qi Liang?"

The name Sun Wukong has no impression at all, and I don't know which big guy has this name.

In his opinion, Po Meng is a great Luo Jinxian, so his husband must be of this level.

But now that you have a name, everything is easy to talk about. You can ask Ji Kang or look up the book of life and death when you go back.

"Just wait a while. I'm leaving now!" Monkey King agreed, and left immediately.

"I hope you can find him." Looking at Sun Wukong who left, Po Meng had some expectation in her eyes.