After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 74 Spider Silk Hell

Huaibo went to Feiyu Peak to report the blood mist, Dao Zun was silent for a long time, Dao Mingluan was suspicious, let her continue to approach.

She didn’t want to make friends with people with such thoughts, but her teacher’s order was hard to violate, and Huaibo secretly sighed in her heart. She walked out of Danxia Palace and happened to meet Ning Xiao and Ding Fenghua. They investigated the destruction of the dragon clan and just returned from the East China Sea .

Ning Xiao smiled at her: “Xiaobai.”

Huaibo nodded, “Brother, have you found anything?”

Ning Xiao shook his head, “It can only be inferred that it was a demon with a very high cultivation level.”

“Raise your hand to annihilate the family,” Huaibo was secretly surprised, “Is it a mysterious demon? At least a few mysterious demons can do this.”

Ding Fenghua said with a “tsk”, his nostrils were about to rise to the sky, “I said you can’t get in.”

Ning Xiao was rather helpless, “Xiaobai, I’ll talk to you later.”

Bai Bai nodded, “Okay, I also have something I want to discuss with my senior.”

First, the Canglong annihilated the clan, and then there was the siege of the blood mist. She suspected that the Demon Clan was about to move again. She looked at Xuan Xiao and saw the worries in each other.

It turned out that the book only briefly wrote about the setting of the Ten Thousand Demon Caverns, but did not expect that Tiandao would derive such a complicated setting. Huaibo rubbed his forehead and felt a little tired. What the book wrote was just a leaf floating on the sea. The glacier, but there are more secrets hidden under the glacier. She has a hunch that if she doesn’t find out the truth, even if she doesn’t have a cold year, Gushan will repeat the mistakes in the book.

With a heavy footsteps, Huaibo walked to the wing of Shouxian Peak. The door was only closed. Someone inside smiled and asked, “Do you really like me?”

“me……”

Through a finger-wide gap, you can clearly see the girl’s face blushing, and she nodded slightly. Huaibo’s heart suddenly felt inexplicable.

She coughed slightly, opened the door, and Kapok saluted in a panic, as if being caught and raped.

Huaibo felt a little bit sad.

“I came back so early?” Mingluan smiled and poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.

Huaibo sneered, “Unfortunately, I disturbed you.”

Kapok blushed and said goodbye before he stayed long. Huaibo stared at her slender back. He didn’t expect this person to point his sword at Mingluan a few days ago. He confessed today that the girl’s feelings are really…

With jade arms wrapped around her waist, Mingluan wiped her ears, and whispered, “What? Are you jealous?”

Huaibo’s eyes flew red, “You let me go!”

Mingluan turned her head, took a sip on her powdery face, and said, “Well, it’s a bit sour.”

Huaibo was angry and annoyed, and struggled to get out of this embrace. Mingluan stood leaning against the table, his eyes filled with smiles, “Unhappy?”

“No.”

Mingluan took a step closer, “Are you jealous, like me?”

Huaibo rolled his eyes, “Your Excellency feels too good about yourself.”

Mingluan smiled softly, “Since you don’t like me, then I can promise her.”

“You…” Huai Bai was anxious, and suddenly remembered the master’s request. This person was suspicious and couldn’t do harm to the disciple of Gushan, so he hurriedly grabbed her, “Not allowed to go.”

“Don’t go,” Mingluan whispered in her ear, “I know you are pleased with me.”

A few days later, Huaibo went down to investigate the blood fog, and then invited Mingluan to go with him.

They walked many places, but only encountered some monsters with low cultivation bases. The blood fog incident shocked the entire fairy gate. Many sects sent disciples to investigate. When they returned to Jiangcheng, a kind-eyed old monk was talking on the street.

He was talking about the story of spider silk hell.

Jian Tuo many murders and arson, do all evil, the only good deed in his lifetime was to release a small spider. After his death, he was sentenced to the eighteenth floor of **** and suffered various tortures.

One day, the Blessed One was walking in the lotus pond in the Paradise of Elysium, and found him by accident. He pityed him for a moment of kindness, so he dropped a spider silk from the Paradise of Elysium to the Hell of Abi, trying to save him from the suffering of hell.

Jian Tuoduo saw the spider silk and was ecstatic, climbing up along the spider silk, but other people in **** also saw the spider silk, following him one after another. Jian Tuo often saw this scene, angry and frightened, and kept kicking the people behind with his feet, shouting: “This spider silk belongs to me! Get out of here!”

In an instant, the spider silk suddenly broke, and Jian Tuo Duo fell into **** again, never to be redeemed.

Huai Bai recognized that the monk was Hui Xian, a famous monk in Buddhism. He approached and asked. Hui Xian smiled slightly, his eyes frozen for a while on Ming Luan.

Hui Xian lived in the old temple outside the city. At night, the lonely temple was lit up like a bean, and someone knocked on the door three times. He folded his hands together and said, “Donor, please come in.”

Mingluan Ruuo merged with the dark night, with a pair of cold eyes looking at the clay Bodhisattva, slightly joking, “The master seems to have known that I would come.”

Hui Xian closed his eyes and said the Buddha’s name.

“Why didn’t the master open his eyes to look at me?” Mingluan chuckled, “I heard that Master Hui Xian has a pair of Buddha’s eyes, I don’t know what I see in me?”

The moment Huixian opened his eyes and met the **** eyes, two lines of blood fell from the corner of his eyes. His face is still compassionate, “Hell.”

Mingluan laughed low, his laughter was dumb and terrifying, echoing in the empty temple, “What a pair of Buddha’s eyes.”

Hui Xian said: “Amitabha, the benefactor, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha.”

Mingluan looked up at the Bodhisattva’s eyebrows and asked, “Why do good people have to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties if they want to become a Buddha, and bad people only need to put down the butcher knife to become a Buddha?” Her lips curled up, and cracks slowly appeared on the Bodhisattva’s face. Looking from a distance, like a Bodhisattva weeping, “After nine-nine-nine-eighty-one difficulties, a good person turns into a bad person. After picking up a butcher knife, you want to persuade her to become a Buddha? Doesn’t the master find it ridiculous?”

Hui Xian said, “The Buddha can’t get through you.”

Mingluan sneered, “Of course an ant can’t get past me.”

Huixian added: “But there are still people in this world who can cross you, benefactor, if you really want to become a demon, why do you come here?”

The light was shining, Mingluan sat under the light, her white wrist stretched out from her black sleeved robe, twisting a moth that drew fire.

She stretched out her hand, and the moth flew to the candlelight without hesitation, and with a sigh, the very fine blue smoke slowly rose.

She said, “Master, your story is not right. Let me tell you another story of Jian Tuduo.”

“She was born in **** and suffered countless sufferings, maybe she was born guilty, otherwise, why should she suffer such suffering?” Mingluan smiled slightly, the blood flowing in her eyes, like a manzhushahua covered with hell. Shaking gently, “She is in hell, struggling for help, people passing by come and go, no one reaches out to her.”

The whole body of Guanyin began to shatter, and the soil rustled down, clearly audible in the quiet night.

Hye Hyun turned the rosary in her hand.

A beam of light suddenly ignited in Mingluan’s eyes, and all the manjusawwas bloomed together, and her voice became soft, “Later she met a small spider, and the spider spit out a filament, pulling her out of hell. ”

“The spider is beautiful and weak, crawling slowly in her palm. The first time Jian Tuduo saw the sun and smelled the fragrance of flowers, she finally came to the world and fell in love with this world because of a person. Even the evil spirits in her are happy for her.”

“Her talent is average, her teacher is weak, she is always bullied when she is practicing, and the opportunities she strives for are also stifled by human means. But these have nothing to do, the little spider is still by her side. She wants to be. Buddha, I want to go to Paradise with the little spider and protect her forever and ever. If you can be with the little spider and suffer ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, it doesn’t matter.”

“She saved a lot of people, but when she fell into **** again, everyone just watched coldly. No one would be like a little spider, risking being dragged down, and couldn’t bear to watch her. Suffering in hell. This time, she lost everything, including her salvation.”

With a bang, the Buddha statue broke into several pieces, and its broken body fell down with a bang, and the dust was flying.

The oil lamp shook.

The person under the lamp slowly took off the veil, revealing a face like a demon.

“The evil spirit took over her body, with hatred, hatred, and unwillingness to climb from the bottom of the **** to the world again. But even if it is a **** evil spirit, there is an inch in the bottom of her heart that is clean. She thought of many ways. After paying a lot of price, she finally found a way to save the little spider and those same people. Hell is too cold and it is too difficult to become a Buddha. She no longer longs for a world of bliss, but only wants a liberation. But such a small wish… …” Ming Luan laughed, “The little spider is dead, and she is also dead, leaving only a hateful ghost, falling into the deepest layer of hell, and perishing forever.”

Hui Xian sighed lightly, fiddled with the rosary, “Lost child.”

Mingluan laughed lowly, “Ignorant monk.”

At the time of the tribulation, the master went and returned, blocking the last tribulation for her, and disappearing into this world forever. Peiyu never appeared again, leaving only a demon like her, suffering alone in hell.

“Old monk, I killed a lot of people. If I look back, will the Buddha still want me?”

Hui Xian folded his hands together, “Buddha crosses the world.” It is a pity that Buddha can’t cross the people in front of him.

Mingluan stood up, walked to the Buddha’s head that was lying on the ground, looked down at the compassionate eyes for a long while, and finally lifted his foot to crush it to ashes.

“If the Buddha is really compassionate, he should have stretched out his hand as early as I was a kid. Why wait until I become a demon before crossing me?” She laughed a few times, and the temple silently lit a blood-red flame. “When I became a demon, it was right there. I thought, if there really is a Buddha in the world, I will kill your Buddha and ruin the so-called bliss, so that all people cannot be relieved and feel the same pain as mine.”

The flame licked Hui Xian’s gray beard, and he shook his body, chanting the Buddha’s name lowly.

Mingluan laughed loudly, and the red lotus karmic behind her opened wantonly. The river of blood snaked under her feet. Her eyes were cold. Watching the fire quietly, Hui Xian’s body was together with the statue of Guanyin in the temple. Turned to ashes, the fire tongue of hunger is still not satisfied, greedily devouring everything.

Mingluan waved his sleeves, “Go back!”

The flame trembled slightly, reluctantly returning to hell.

She picked up two golden beads from the ashes on the spot, “Does the Buddha have a good eye?”

Mingluan stood in front of the water mirror and raised the beads. In the holy golden light, she saw a black human figure. She raised her hand, the dark shadow also raised her hand, and she suddenly realized that the dark shadow was herself.

Huixian said that he saw **** in her, which was the original meaning.

Falling into the endless abyss, walking in the eternal night without light, in her soul, there was no gleam of light or hope for a long time.

Even so, when she saw the trembling, crystal-clear spider silk, she still wanted to climb up along it and escape this desperate place.

Mingluan threw it casually, and the two golden **** rolled in the ashes. The golden light trembled and quickly went out.

When she returned to her residence, Huaibo was practicing swords in the yard, holding a sword flower beautifully in the clouds, “Where have you been so late?”

Mingluan smiled and said, “Fireworks are prepared for you.”

She stretched out her hand, three thousand stars fell like rain, like a grand and beautiful firework.

Huaibo looked at the night sky infatuated, “What kind of magic is this, it’s so beautiful.”

Mingluan looked at Huaibo quietly, just like looking at a beam of light in a cold night.