Since contacting Tongtian, Yu Chen has also separated into incarnations and replaced the souls of the victims one by one. Some of the souls did not wait for the sinner to be punished, but chose to continue reincarnation.

According to their words, it is rare for us to be incomplete and we can be protected by real people and transcend suffering. Why do we have to look at the consequences of that person’s sins? Could it be that we can be better if we look at it?

Although some dead souls raised objections, these souls who chose to reincarnate were very open-minded.

He said frankly to those souls who were unwilling to revolve: "Since Master Yuchen is willing to save me, he will not deceive me in other aspects. If you are not willing to leave, how many people really want to witness the consequences of those sins, or are they worried that Master Yuchen will not be able to do what he said?"

In response to this, the dead souls who were unwilling to leave said that Yuchen had promised them that the final judgment would be given to them.

The dead soul who chose to leave laughed: "I believe in Yuchen, and I will hand over the right to choose to him, or you will regard it as our abstention."

After saying that, these dead souls began to repair themselves under the influence of the Shangqing Taoist Qi and the ability to save people.

During this period, they did not absorb the Shangqing Daoqi too much, but instead used the Shangqing Daoqi to mix their souls and restore them to their complete state, and then they entered the path of reincarnation by themselves.

Seeing this, the remaining dead souls discussed each other. Some were afraid and dared not take action, some were ashamed, waiting for the final result, and some were obsessed with them, and were already paranoid, and were stopped by other dead souls before they could speak.

In the end, Yu Chen, who was willing to directly reincarnate the dead soul, was regarded as a representative by these replaced dead souls, and opened the road of "revenge".

A Sanskrit Buddhist seal on the eyebrows shines brightly, and the snow-white hair is reflected on it, like white gold. The relics on it also reflect various Buddha lights. Yu Chen, who is wearing a white background and gold silk robe, fully displaying the Buddhist atmosphere, came to the Land of Light Bodhisattva, one of the Buddhist holy lands.

This Buddha land is a semi-finished nine-grade magical artifact condensed by a Buddhist practitioner.

The former was a complete world. Because it nurtured many great Buddhist masters and gathered thousands of vows, it naturally formed the prototype of a magic weapon. Before the last great master ascended to the Pure Land, it gathered the thoughts of Buddhist monks from various worlds and the vows of sentient beings, and gave this real world, which was a certain characteristic of the Pure Land of Buddha.

Since then, this Buddha land has the ability to absorb the sins of sentient beings, impart the wisdom of sentient beings on demand, give them the Buddhist Dharma meaning, and guide them to practice perfectly.

All Buddhist monks who come to practice will use their own merits and the power of Buddhist vows to purify sins and form a cycle.

At this moment, Yu Chen stood in front of the Buddha land, looking at the twelve-story treasure pavilions on both sides of the Pure Land gate, with golden bells hanging on all sides of the pavilions, and the sounds of the jade bells are occasionally lit up. The clear springs are ding, like a trickle of streams flowing gently, cleaning up the turbidity in all directions. The ground is a glazed color, with lotus flowers on it, holding relics, like treasure cups, radiating brightly, reflecting the Buddha land without any darkness.

Countless monks and nuns sat upright in the Buddha land and beat wooden fish, chanting and chanting Buddhist scriptures. Sandalwood slowly flowed out of the incense burner, and white smoke surrounded the void.

"What a solemn Buddha land, but it's so dirty inside!"

Yu Chen's voice echoed slowly inside and outside the Buddha land. The monks inside changed their expressions when they heard this, but before they could speak, Yu Chen stepped in, and the powerful Buddhist magic power gushed out of him. The golden Buddha light and the dark sins were like the yin and yang spheres circling behind him. Thousands of sins and thousands of wishes, and like the stars of the Tianhe River, surrounding them, and eventually turned into a huge Buddha statue, hanging far away in the air.

The Buddha statue is divided into two sides, back to the back. The former condenses compassion and the thought of saving all living beings, while the latter is pitch black, containing endless resentment and endless hatred.

The Buddha statue on the back has not yet been revealed, and its breath makes the light of the small Buddha land dim, the lotus begins to wither, the relics dim, and the exquisite pavilions, golden bells, and Buddha statues are also covered with a layer of heavy dust, without any magic.

Many monks who practiced in front of the Buddha's Land Gate changed slightly, and they all wondered whether the Buddhist teachings they had stood up to practice were correct.

Just like the first half of this Buddha land, it suddenly entered the Dharma-Ending Age from the Age of Dharma-Age.

"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!" A Buddha's name sounded, and Buddhist beads engraved with small characters in fly heads flew out from the depths of the Buddha's land, like blooming lotus flowers, layer by layer, layer by layer, a total of 108 Buddhist beads formed a huge barrier, with countless Sanskrit words emerging from time to time, resisting invisible erosion.

At the same time, various relief patterns bloomed in the surrounding walls and above the mountain walls. The Buddha preached the scriptures, the eight tribes protected, the Bodhisattvas saved them, the Vajra King surrounded them, the Arhats slept soundly, and the monks chanted the scriptures around them.

Each one is lifelike, flowing through thousands of Buddha lights, creating an illusory scene.

It is a land of merit and joyfulness, solemn, inviolable, from the inside out, full of pity, compassion, peace and tranquility.

Below it is the everlasting sea of ​​suffering that gathers sins, which are pitch black and full of suffering everywhere.

"Using Buddhist art, we gather the merits of thousands of monks in the Buddha land, outline the everlasting land of happiness, and use the various aspects of life, through life, through birth, old age, illness, death, love separation, resentment and hatred, and inability to obtain, the five aggregates are burning, and the eight sufferings of this world are permeating the sea of ​​suffering. Is it so interesting to separate my good and evil? It's a bit interesting." Yu Chen raised his head and looked at the Pure Land above and sneered.

"How long can the land that just devours the blood of the vows of sentient beings? How many of the sea of ​​suffering that gathers in this world are derived from your merits?"

As the words fell, the Buddha statue behind Yuchen turned, facing forward on the back and backward on the Buddha's light, and the darkness was facing the Pure Land.

In an instant, the sea of ​​suffering was steaming under the Buddha's light, and wisps of black ominous aura were evaporated. Among them, they carried a deep-rooted resentment that would never end until death, eternal life, stubbornness, and will never be transformed into eternal eternal resentment.

The firmness of his will and the resoluteness of his thoughts give people a wonderful feeling that even thousands of Buddhas descend to earth together, they cannot be able to unravel.

Faced with such an impact, even the thousands of merits in the Buddha land cannot be dealt with.

The most terrifying thing is that Yu Chen pinched his fingers and the evaporated aura turned into invisible and material strange winds, blowing in the Buddha's land.

Although this wind does not rise and the wind and sand, it is powerless to cover the sky, and there is no ability to move mountains and seas, it will blow through the Buddha's land and let its glory dissipate and its merits disappear.

The direct thoughts of greed, anger, and ignorance of many monks suddenly arise. What they know, see, feel, and think are all painful, and there is also a feeling of sorrow and anger in their hearts that comes from nowhere.

"How could this be?"

Faced with this strange wind, thousands of Buddhas in the Pure Land practiced one by one, but the Buddhist artifacts in their hands did not work at all.

Yuchen walked inward step by step and muttered softly: "I traveled through thousands of worlds and heard that there is a strange treasure in the world called Buddha oil. This thing is made of a monk, a great master, flesh and blood, flesh and gold body. It is transparent in color and warm and pleasant, just like beautiful glass jade. When ordinary people hear it, they can concentrate and calm their minds. When the Buddha practices and hears it, the Dharma will inevitably be hindered."

"This treasure is mysterious, not because of its cruel refining techniques, nor because of its weird magic. It is just because it represents the destruction of the suffering people's belief in Buddhism and Buddha, and its existence shows the incompetence of Buddhism."

Yuchen said a ruthless word, and some Buddhist practitioners were shocked and angry: "What are you using Buddha oil?"

"Of course not!"

"If I use Buddha oil to deal with you, what is the difference between what some of you do?"

Yu Chen looked up at the black aura entangled Buddhist monks on his body and said coldly: "I have said that the mystery of Buddha oil lies in the destruction of Buddhism and the belief in Buddha by those suffering. After all, it is a persecution from the outside to the inside. As long as your Buddhism is exquisite enough and your Zen mind is firm enough, you will naturally not be afraid of the power of Buddha oil."

"The Bodhisattva Buddha Land is the Buddha Land that combines the power of the Buddha's vows and artifacts. No matter how mysterious the Buddha oil is, it will at most it will destroy the power of the vows, and it will not have much effect on the merits and artifacts. At this moment, the Buddha Land collapsed because the backlash originated from the inside!"

"What does this mean?" The Buddhist monk who spoke, with his head full of deer antlers and his nine-colored light was shining all over his body. When he suddenly saw that he felt a seven-colored deer. The Buddha light on his body was also pure. The few black air and strange winds were not their own problems, but were connected to this Buddha land.

It can be said that if he hadn't wanted to maintain the stability of the Buddha land and disconnect from it, it would not take long to return to normal.

"I have heard that there is something in the world called "unrefined merit and infinite releasing life. I catch several swimming fish, put them in the wheel, place the wheel in the river, and rotate it with water. Every time the wheel rotates, the swimming fish enters and exits the water, which is a merit of releasing animals. I dare to ask the great masters, whether such a releasing life is infinitely important!"

Yu Chen's words seemed to be directed at the Buddhist practice of deer antlers, but his eyes were fixed on the Buddhist practice of revealing the Dharma of Ksitigarbha all over his body.

This Buddhist practitioner is similar to the deer antler Buddhist practitioner. The Buddha's light is clear all over his body, and the black air is strange and wind is very rare.

A gentle monk next to the Buddhist monk who was practicing deer antlers silently recited a poem when he heard this.

"Don't say that the lives of all living beings are small, and their flesh is common. I advise you not to hit the birds on the branches, and your son is waiting for his mother to return in the nest."

The Buddhist monks also sighed: "This is not a great merit, it is clearly a great sin. The Buddhist compassion and the thought of releasing animals is originally to save the lives of sentient beings, and to cultivate their own compassion. The merits and blessings are originally to follow the circumstances and should not be forced."

After saying that, the monk of the deer antler silently closed his eyes and already knew the problem.

"What the master said is that how can we release animals such as such means of harming life be rewarded? Similarly, there are similar merits in the merits of creating this solemn Buddha land. What should we do?"

"At that time, before the Buddha land was forged, there was a 'great master' who massacred millions of creatures and integrated into hundreds of Buddha treasures and worshiped the three treasures with their souls. The surface of the Buddha wheel was engraved with scriptures, known as one round and one sutra, one turn and one merit. Each turn can be compared to chanting the sutra ten thousand times."

When Yu Chen talked about the word "Great De", his eyes were full of sarcasm: "Put it into the water and rotate it once with the water flow. It is called "Shui Ling recites sutras thousands of times, hung in the air, as the axle of the windmill. Every time it turns, it is called "Shui Ling recites sutras thousands of times."

"Hundreds of Buddha wheels rotate day and night. In just a hundred years, they condense countless merits in the ten directions, which can eliminate many sins such as the body, mouth, and mind of millions of monks, laying the foundation for this Buddha land. To this day, the thousands of merits accumulated in that year have never existed in this Buddha land, but it is undeniable that merits were the foundation of this Buddha land. Now millions of souls have come back to ask for an explanation. Do you think this artifact is collapsed or a demon?"

As Yu Chen finished speaking, human faces appeared in the dark Buddha statue behind him, chanting scriptures.

This Buddhist scripture is clearly one of the many scriptures that Buddhas practice daily chanting, but at this time, they hear it and feel boundless horror, resentment, and sins that seep out of their own flesh and blood.

Yuchen clasped his hands together, and the Qing Taoist Qi merged into the Buddha's light. The Buddha statue reversed again, and the original golden Buddha's light became clear and transparent.

Many Buddhist monks, as they were shining with this light, emitted black smoke from their bodies.

Seeing this, Buddha Cultivator showed surprise on his face. He thought Yuchen was here to take revenge, but it seemed that he was different.

With his slightly raised hand, some Buddhist monks who originally wanted to stop him stopped one after another, and most of the Buddhist monks who had eliminated them were suppressed by black gas and strange wind.

After most of the black gas dissipated in the light, the Buddha statue reversed again and sins spread to Buddhist monks again.

This time, fewer people struggled, and their bodies became more and more transparent in the Buddha's light.

Like the first-class Buddhist practice of deer antlers, they sensed pure compassion in this brilliance. They all emerged with their own Buddha light, which prompted the Buddha light of Yuchen to reflect on themselves and made their skin more transparent and clear.

The flesh and blood also turned into glass, allowing people to clearly see the golden and red bones inside.

Moreover, the bones also shone with the continuous light, fading away the bloody color little by little, and appearing with the texture of gold and jade. The whole body also transformed towards the pure direction of Qingsheng.

The Buddha statues kept turning, and more and more Buddhist practitioners became transparent, and they also praised Yuchen.

Only the monk who practices the Dharma image of Ksitigarbha has the same Buddha light and the flesh body.

Many Buddhist practitioners became terrified when they thought of something.

Yu Chen also smiled and said, "I heard that the master is born with Buddha bones. Why don't he dare to reveal it at this moment? Are you worried about the truth about Buddha bones being discovered, or are you worried about your true identity being discovered?"

"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!" The Buddha clasped his hands together and opened his mouth to chant the Buddha's name. The 108 Buddhist beads surrounding him exploded one by one, turning into golden flames to surround his body. The Buddha's light rose from his eyebrows, as if he wanted to ascend to the Pure Land, but he planned to pass through this to pass away and ascend to the Pure Land.

"Don't be anxious! Don't be anxious! If you don't explain this clearly, would you be embarrassed to go to the Pure Land?"

Yu Chen reached out and grabbed it, and the Buddha light suddenly broke, and the golden flame dissipated. The Buddha statue behind him turned rapidly, and the light and sins continued to wash away the Ksitigarbha Dharma image, washing it transparently and clearly, revealing the golden Buddha bones inside.

Many Buddhist practitioners present secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and some of them couldn't help but look at Yuchen with a little complaint.

But when their resentment arose in their hearts, the sins around them immediately turned into black energy and entangled their hearts, making them feel unbearable.

Many Buddhist monks were furious and were about to ask for the reason. Yu Chen bounced his fingers and a little light directly penetrated the golden body and Buddha bones of the Ksitigarbha Dharma. Streams of mud similar to the black shadow behind Yu Chen were pouring out, and the fishy smell shocked all Buddhist monks.

As for those Buddhist practitioners who had complaining in their hearts and were suffering at the moment, they were affected by these black muds, and became substitutes for the Dharma image of Ksitigarbha and suffered some backlash.
Chapter completed!