People are capable of sudden enlightenment.

Hence, the saying, "If I hear of the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening."

There's the distant example of Siddhartha Gautama attaining Buddhahood under the Bodhi tree,

And the more recent example of Wang Shouren staring at bamboo day and night until he truly saw the Way of a "sage."

Perhaps,

Aside from the baldy monk himself,

No one may truly know what's happening before them,

Whether it's his enlightenment or a hidden power he possessed long ago;

But it must be said,

The baldy monk's repeated, cockroach-like vitality and his terrifyingly annoying willpower,

Even made Zhou Ze, standing on the shore,

Slightly astonished.

At this moment,

Zhou Ze suddenly understood,

Why that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was able to deceive the last Lord of Mount Tai and eventually enter Hell, becoming the true power behind the scenes of the Yin realm.

If all the bald donkeys under the Buddhist sect,

Were like this baldy monk,

Then what couldn't the people of the Buddhist sect accomplish?

Hell,

Was lost not unjustly.

Bai Yingying climbed to the side of the road, one hand supporting herself on the railing, also gazing at the river.

The Buddhist aura on the river,

Emanated a presence that made her very uncomfortable.

For a moment,

Bai Yingying felt conflicted again,

On the one hand, she hoped the baldy monk could continue to hold on, because Bai Yingying knew that his awakening time wouldn't be too long each time. To find him something to do so he wouldn't continue to "harm" the boss's body, she hoped the baldy monk could continue to be strong.

But on the other hand, after seeing this enormous Buddhist phantom, Yingying was worried that if a true Buddha was attracted, and this guy couldn't handle it, wouldn't the boss die along with him?

The dark-skinned girl repeatedly raised her head,

Wanting to look toward the river,

But she was still locked up, unable to move,

How annoying,

There's such a wonderful show,

But she can't see it!

But that Buddhist might, many times greater than before,

She could feel it.

At this time,

She couldn't help but grit her teeth,

Damn monk,

Only knows how to conserve strength,

Why didn't you unleash this kind of ultimate move from the start?

I'm already like this, and I've been poisoned with corpse toxins,

Do I want you to kill him to vent my anger, or do I want him to kill you to detoxify me?

The dark-skinned girl fell into a dilemma again,

Granny was right,

She really isn't good at using her brain,

Only suitable for farming.

Zhou Ze stood in place,

His gaze first fell on the baldy monk,

The baldy monk was gaunt and withered,

Not from being beaten by Zhou Ze,

But because he sacrificed his own life,

To bring about this scene.

What exactly is the so-called Empty Gate (kong men)?

It's like the so-called martial world (jianghu),

People often say "enter the martial world, leave the martial world,"

But the martial world,

Where exactly is it?

Similarly,

Escape into the Empty Gate,

This Empty Gate,

Where exactly is it?

Is it the gate of a temple in the mountains,

Or the fluttering blue hair scattered before the Buddha during ordination?

Right now,

The Empty Gate has truly appeared.

And the Buddha,

Stands behind the Empty Gate.

The baldy monk looked above with a pious expression,

He was very happy,

Even though he felt like he was about to die, that he was already at the end of his rope,

He was still very happy.

Today,

He had really exceeded expectations,

No,

He had exceeded, exceeded, exceeded expectations!

Empty Gate,

This humble monk sees the Empty Gate,

Buddha,

This humble monk is about to see the Buddha.

Amitabha,

Amitabha!

Buddha,

Exorcise demons!

Buddha,

Save me!

The baldy monk cried out in his heart, he knew the Buddha could definitely hear him, because the Buddha exists in everyone's heart.

Zhou Ze did nothing,

From the moment the baldy monk began chanting the Heart Sutra,

He hadn't moved,

When the Empty Gate appeared,

He also hadn't moved.

He didn't plan to move,

He was waiting,

Waiting for the Buddha to come out!

When he was born, there was no Buddha in the world,

When he fell, the Buddha hadn't yet matured.

Now,

That person called Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is in charge of Hell,

In charge of the place where he originally was,

So,

He was curious,

He wanted to see the true face of the Buddha!

Before, he was deliberately avoiding, one could say he was lingering on his last breath, or one could say he was saving himself for later.

But Zhou Ze never thought he was afraid, and wouldn't admit that he would be afraid,

And now,

Is the best proof.

He,

Was fearless!

"Crack... crack... crack..."

Behind the golden door, came a slight rubbing sound,

Like a small animal breaking out of its egg,

The sound of the eggshell cracking,

Signaling the arrival of a new era.

"Creak... creak... creak..."

Someone,

Behind it,

Was pushing this door!

Behind the door,

There really was someone!

Zhou Ze stood with his hands behind his back,

Quietly waiting.

Inside his body,

Sha Bi was pacing anxiously,

But Boss Zhou's consciousness hadn't awakened, still in slumber,

The previous "heartache that made it impossible to breathe,"

Was merely the instinct that was driving him even in his sleep!

Therefore,

When Zhou Ze decided to play this big,

To act recklessly,

Even disregarding the consequences that might expose his identity,

No one could stop him!

Yingying didn't have the strength now,

Even if she did, her legs would go soft under Zhou Ze's glare.

That dark-skinned girl had long been trained by Zhou Ze into a dog-like existence, and she was currently caught in a contradictory dilemma.

Lawyer An wasn't here either,

The timid old Taoist wasn't here either,

Suddenly,

Zhou Ze at this moment,

Was like a prisoner who had just escaped from his cage,

Completely unfettered.

"Disciple respectfully requests my Buddha to descend!"

The baldy monk knelt down,

His originally somewhat plump, even fat-headed, appearance was rapidly withering away,

In an instant,

He looked like he had aged decades,

His skin wrinkled,

His eyebrows gray,

But his eyes suddenly became incomparably bright, appearing extraordinarily excited!

To be fortunate enough to see the Buddha's face in this lifetime,

What's to regret about this stinky skin?

Looking at the baldy monk's extremely pious appearance,

Zhou Ze's brows slowly furrowed,

The baldy monk in his eyes was just an ant, but undoubtedly a smart ant, this could be felt from their brief contact.

This ant,

Was much smarter and worked much harder than that lazy ant who had developed biceps.

But such a smart ant,

Was willing to dedicate himself to the Buddha in this way,

He hated himself,

Yes,

He hated himself,

He could have pretended to be dead and avoided it, whether he eventually found out he was pretending or not, there would have been a glimmer of hope for him.

But he actually stood up on his own initiative,

And stood up again and again,

Not because he didn't cherish his life,

But because his sentence, "When I was born, there was no Buddha in the world,"

Made him feel that his faith had been desecrated.

Sighing slightly,

Looking at the baldy monk in front of him who had been sucked dry,

Zhou Ze didn't feel any guilt.

Since when,

Did telling the truth,

Require guilt?

"Buzz!"

The rubbing sound began to intensify,

As if someone behind the door had already put their hands on the back of the door,

And was pushing it open!

The crack in the door,

Had already appeared,

And was about to be pushed open!

A vast Buddhist chant spread out from within,

As if behind this door,

Was the true Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss!

Boundless Buddhist teachings were rippling,

Heart-stirring Buddhist sounds were spreading,

One flower, one world,

One tree, one Bodhi.

Zhou Ze took a deep breath,

Compared to the small fries he had encountered since waking up, even the Xie Zhi before was just a projection;

The one before him,

Was worthy of his true respect!

Zhou Ze still stood unmoving,

But beneath his feet,

A series of phantoms appeared.

The ground began to crack,

The earth began to tremble,

Layers of magma were erupting from the ground,

This was real,

And also fake,

Just like the Empty Gate before him,

The door was as its name implied,

The back of the door was empty,

But there was everything behind the door.

The dark-skinned girl lying on the ground looked at the rolling magma beneath her,

And was completely frightened,

Oh my god,

What is this operation!

Granny,

It's all my fault,

I planted you too early,

You didn't get to see this scene,

Look,

This is really gods fighting ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!

Yingying initially retreated to avoid the magma, but soon, the magma completely enveloped the ground, and Yingying had nowhere to retreat.

Fortunately,

This magma had no temperature, one could say it wasn't real, but it looked,

No different from the real thing.

Beside Zhou Ze,

Countless corpses of fierce demons began to appear,

In the river before them,

Countless wandering souls were rolling,

They stretched out their hands,

Twisting their broken bodies,

And wailing incessantly,

The scene here,

Truly subverted one's values!

Bones began to accumulate behind Zhou Ze,

Countless bones,

Piled up a throne belonging to one person!

Zhou Ze leaned back slightly,

And naturally sat on this throne of bones.

Beneath him,

Was the fiery rolling magma,

Above his head,

Was a blood-red moon in the sky,

Before him,

Was the rolling River of the Underworld,

This was Hell,

And he,

Was Ying Gou!

The Sea of the Netherworld,

The only master!

Ying Gou's clothes were also slowly changing,

Gradually fading away,

Revealing his upper body,

The constantly flowing runes on his skin,

Seemed to be telling ancient memories passed down from ancient times,

And those terrifying scars,

Were even more from the ancient battlefield,

The most dazzling scar on his chest,

Was on the outskirts of Zhuolu,

The mark left on him by Chi You before his death!

"Come... Buddha... I'm outside the door... waiting for you!"

Zhou Ze, sitting on the bone throne, spoke,

In an instant,

The magma rose,

The bones beneath him began to dance wildly,

The countless wandering souls in the River of the Underworld roared together,

The clamor shook the sky!

The majestic pressure,

Swept out,

Overwhelming the sky and covering the earth!

The sound of booming war drums,

Were like heavy hammers,

Heavily smashing on the golden gate on the river!

"Creak... crack!"

The Empty Gate, which had just opened a small crack,

Suddenly stopped,

As if a pause button had been pressed,

The baldy monk below, who was already as thin as a skeleton, tilted his head and looked at the sky,

Somewhat surprised,

Somewhat stunned,

The door,

Why did it stop?

And at this time,

A vast and forceful voice came from behind the door:

"Amitabha, wrong door;

Sorry,

My apologies for the intrusion."

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