Chapter 163: The prison warden who talked nonsense during the battle

The Yinshan Ghost King looked at the people in the city and asked, "Why aren't you laughing?"

"What a joke! The Buddha in the temple you worship is fake. This Pure and Tranquil Buddha is also fake. It is just a show that I and Huiyuan created for him to create a golden statue."

The Yinshan Ghost King tutted his tongue and said, "How pitiful! Everything you see is false, everything you touch is deception. How does it feel to be used as a pawn and manipulated by others?"

The people in the city seemed to have just woken up from their dream. They had thousands of words to say in their hearts but they could only swallow them down and remain silent.

"It's boring. Come on, lock up this city and drag it into the underworld." The Yinshan Ghost King shook his head, and the dark clouds dispersed, revealing a corner of the City of the Dead. Thousands of ghost soldiers threw out chains, trying to hook all directions of Dingyuan City.

A lonely red light flew by, knocking away countless black chains.

"It was a great show for me, but I couldn't bear to watch the ending!"

The prison wardens stood in mid-air holding a sword.

The Yinshan Ghost King withdrew his arm, took the heart in his palm into his arms, and let Huiyuan linger on.

"So it's you. I didn't expect you to really dare to come. Who gave you the courage? Was it the fake body that you defeated with all your strength?"

The warden looked at Huiyuan, who was breathing faintly, and said, "It was all a big show. You tried to get the skin of a tiger, but it was all in vain. Do you regret it?"

"What is there to regret? Gods and Buddhas are not visible, and all living beings are suffering. I wish to be reborn as a Buddha and save the mortals. When their sufferings in this life are over, they will naturally attain the right fruit in the next life. I am just borrowing their incense. What is there to regret?" Huiyuan said in a low voice as he lost his body and mind and was about to die.

The warden shook his head: "Do you really think so? Are you really unaware of the chaos in the underworld, or are you just deceiving yourself?"

"Even someone like me who doesn't understand Buddhism knows that the causes of past lives and the consequences of future lives are warnings to the world, advising people to be good. Even if there is a place of reincarnation in the underworld, how can you expect mortals to survive the sea of ​​suffering? How can suffering be perfected?"

The warden looked at the mortals below and said, "It's already difficult for them to survive. Do we really want them to accept this suffering in exchange for the afterlife? Suffering is never worth it. Suffering is suffering. It will not bring success. It is not worth pursuing. Tempering one's will and finding joy in suffering are just because suffering is unavoidable!"

He looked at Huiyuan again and said, "Whether you pretend not to know or have not understood, I can only say that you have not mastered Buddhism to the fullest. You are worse than a monk I know who only drinks and eats meat."

Then he ignored him. He said those words not to enlighten a dying person. Such a person, who practiced Buddhism with obsession, had entered a narrow door and could not be enlightened by a few words. The stubborn stone nodded. The act of enlightenment was only suitable for people who were just a little bit short of spiritual practice, but lacked a little bit of spiritual light.

He was speaking for the people in Dingyuan City to hear. He had arrived not long ago and had gotten a glimpse of what was going on. This matter had many twists and turns, with Buddhas and ghosts taking turns to appear on the stage. The more devout the people in that city were, the more helpless they would be when their faith collapsed. Only by getting rid of the thief in their hearts could they save a little.

The chain sword unfolded, and the warden looked at the Yinshan Ghost King: "I don't have so many great truths to tell you. One death is enough."

"Very arrogant. It's fun to kill people like you." The Yinshan Ghost King laughed.

Then ghost fog rose, yin energy rolled, and five ghost shadows appeared from behind the Yinshan Ghost King, with faces exactly the same as his.

"Five evil ghost curses, please teach me."

Five ghosts rushed out and headed straight for the prison wardens.

The chain sword danced like a vine dragon, strangling all directions. One of the ghosts used himself as bait to lock the chain sword, and the other four ghosts rushed over.

The light wings of the prison warden's mecha trembled, and suddenly expanded. The body turned like a lightsaber, sweeping across the two ghosts, cutting them in half. Golden flames rose, and everything was burned to ashes.

He knocked one ghost away with one punch, and another ghost attacked with its sharp claws. He couldn't dodge in time, so he had to take it head-on. The claws hit his back, sparks flew, and several scratches were left on the armor on his back. The prison wardens swung the chain sword violently, destroying the bound evil ghost. The chain sword turned into a sword shape, and he raised his hand to wipe it, and the Buddhist light of the talisman appeared. He pushed the hilt of the sword and pushed it out violently.

The chain sword turned into a solitary light, wandering around, killing two ghosts and returning.

The warden held the Returning Chain Sword and looked at the Yinshan Ghost King. In an instant, the five ghosts were all killed, but the city was silent.

The Ghost King of Yinshan rose to a high place and threw out an object in his hand, which was the 'Luotian Ghost Net'. It turned into dark clouds covering the sky, and then black rain fell, pouring on the head of the prison keeper and also pouring on Dingyuan City.

'Overclocking module loaded.'

The prison wardens grasped the chain sword in his hand, and photon blood flowed, turning into a broad lightsaber that covered the sky above Dingyuan City. Raindrops fell and evaporated into water vapor.

"You have a kind heart, but the people in that city have done you no favors. If you fail to protect them, they may harbor resentment towards you. I guess this is the truth that human nature is never satisfied. Is it worth it?" The Yinshan Ghost King said with a smile.

The warden raised his chain sword, swung it at the dark clouds, and laughed, "I don't know what has happened to you that you are so prejudiced against people. You are the ghost king, transformed from a dead person. Aren't you cursing yourself into hell?"

The huge sword light disrupted the dark clouds into pieces, and the black rain stopped.

The warden retracted his sword and flew towards the Ghost King of Yinshan Mountain: "I also know that people are never satisfied. They rush around all day just to get hungry. As soon as they are full, they think about clothes. After they have enough food and clothing, they also want a beautiful wife. If they marry a beautiful wife and give birth to children, they will regret that they have no land and no foundation. They bought a lot of land, but they have no boat or horse to ride. They have mules and horses tied to the trough. They sigh that they have no official position and are bullied. The county magistrate and the chief clerk are not satisfied yet, and they want to wear purple clothes in the court. If people want to be satisfied, it is just a dream."

He struck one sword for each sentence, and when he was done, more than ten swords were launched. The Yinshan Ghost King could only block them with his bare palms, which made clanging sounds.

The warden chopped at the neck of the Ghost King of Yinshan Mountain: "But I also know that when the great principles are abandoned, there is benevolence and righteousness, and when wisdom emerges, there is great hypocrisy; when there is discord among relatives, there is filial piety, and when the country is in chaos, there are loyal ministers. Even in the dark times, the brightest light can be born!"

A golden flame rose on the surface of the chain sword. Once the golden flame appeared, the Yinshan Ghost King lost his composure. A pitch-black long sword suddenly appeared and blocked the chain sword.

The golden flame then climbed up and burned all the way to the Yinshan Ghost King's right hand holding the sword.

Dangdang

The swords clashed three times, and a small hole was forged in the black sword. The Yinshan Ghost King looked at the black on his hand and his face darkened: "What kind of fire is this? How can it hurt my ghost body?"

"I haven't thought of a name yet, how about calling it Demon Slayer Fire?" The prison warden grinned, "It's just right to use you, the ghost king, as a sacrifice."

With a swing of the knife, golden flames ignited in the air, and anything that touched it, such as dark clouds and ghostly auras, would burn.

The Yinshan Ghost King looked at the precious sword with some distress. A black gas extinguished the flames on it and threw it into the air. One turned into two, two turned into four, and there were thousands of clones, all of which were real entities.

"Come and try out the power of my Mother-and-Child God-Slaying Sword!"

"The field expands!"

The prison wardens shouted, and the chain sword in his hand disappeared without a trace. Countless golden ripples appeared behind him. A golden sword flew out from each ripple and collided with the Mother and Child God-Slaying Sword and was annihilated.

The prison keeper rushed in front of the Yinshan Ghost King and punched him through the chest.

The Yinshan Ghost King retreated at a high speed and stood high in the sky. There were wisps of golden flames burning in the big hole in his chest, and then he was strangled by countless ghost auras. The two canceled each other out, and the wound was difficult to heal for a while.

“Hmph, you have some strength. Since you have compassion for all living beings, then try this. It would be best if you could put on a good show of becoming a fairy and a Buddha.” The Yinshan Ghost King waved his hand, and the City of the Dead appeared. He smashed it down fiercely, several times faster than the show, and landed on the top of Dingyuan City in a blink of an eye.

'I'll give you some good words.'

The prison keeper spread his wings again, put one hand in front of him, and transformed it into a single ray of light, carrying him towards the City of the Dead.

(End of this chapter)