Shen Luo's Divine Sense became more and more chaotic, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of bloody haze. In a trance, he seemed to see a thin little girl with withered yellow hair stumbling towards a middle-aged man with a wooden expression.
The little girl's dry lips opened and closed, as if she was calling "Daddy". The middle-aged man remained expressionless as he slowly pulled out a sharp knife stained with black blood from his back, the tip of the knife glowing with a faint cold light.
Beside him, in a black iron pot, yellow soup was bubbling and bubbling.
"No, no …"
Shen Luo watched the man's Adam's apple move as he slowly pushed the knife in his hand towards the little girl's shriveled chest, and his remaining reason finally went out of control.
In the next moment, the blood red waves that were surging in all directions suddenly doubled in size. The golden light that had been able to contend with the blood red waves suddenly collapsed, and Shen Luo's Divine Sense was forced to retreat in defeat.
His Knowledge Sea was completely stained with blood, and his Soul Avatar was frozen in place, unable to move. Half of his body had been dyed red, and a large amount of Blood Qi was constantly rushing towards his head.
It was just that his body still maintained the posture of stretching out an arm, trying to stop it.
"With this in mind, it is good to still be benevolent." At this time, a faint sigh came.
When Shen Luo's Divine Sense was about to collapse, his Divine Sense suddenly saw a dim yellow light up in front of him, floating leisurely towards him.
The light was as small as a bean, but it was bright and inextinguishable in the sky full of Blood Qi. Not only was it not eroded, but it also had the power to repel the surrounding Blood Qi.
As the light continued to approach, the surrounding Blood Qi retreated a little, and the blood on Shen Luo's body faded to his waist.
His Divine Sense recovered a trace of clarity, and only then did he see that what was approaching him was not a light, but a figure exuding a white light.
That person looked like he was very old. He was not tall, and his cheeks were thin. He had a pair of white eyebrows and a pair of bright eyes. His nose was not high, and his lips were not thick. He had a kind and amiable appearance.
He wore a red kasaya and a Pilu crown on his head. He looked like a monk.
"Who is this benefactor? Why did you fall into this Hell's Labyrinth? "The old monk stood in front of him and asked.
Shen Luo frowned but did not reply.
This old monk had appeared in his sea of consciousness out of thin air. It was very strange. Shen Luo was even a little worried that this old monk was formed by the soul of the Ruins Kun and was deliberately trying to harm him.
"You sure are cautious. Judging from the aura of your spirit, you seem to have the foundation of the Yellow Court Scripture. Could you be from Fangcun Mountain?" The old monk did not mind and continued asking.
When Shen Luo heard this, he did not dare to use his Divine Sense to investigate at first. Now that he had nothing left to lose, he decided to investigate the old monk as well.
However, the moment his Divine Sense landed on the old monk's body, a mysterious Sanskrit sound rang in his sea of consciousness. Waves of Buddhist chanting reverberated in the surroundings. A gentle force suddenly enveloped his tiny soul, causing the Blood Qi on it to dissipate.
"I didn't expect this benefactor to have the root of wisdom. You have an affinity with us Buddhists." The old monk seemed to be a little surprised and said.
"May I ask for your Dharma name?" Shen Luo did not dare to be negligent at this time and hurriedly asked.
"I have seen the power of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Ganges Sand Calamity is hard to explain. Seeing and hearing with a thought, the benefits of people are immeasurable." The old monk did not speak, but Shen Luo's sea of consciousness reverberated with Buddhist chanting.
"So it's Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. I have been rude." Shen Luo came to a realization when he heard this and the tiny soul immediately put his palms together.
"No wonder, no wonder. Benefactor, you haven't said anything. Are you a disciple of Fangcun Mountain?" The old monk did not deny and continued asking.
"I am Shen Luo. Although I have not formally entered Fangcun Mountain, the supernatural powers that I have cultivated are from Patriarch Bodhi." Shen Luo said.
"How did you end up here?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva frowned when he heard this.
Shen Luo thought for a while and immediately told him about what had happened at the Fifth Manor and what had happened to him.
After hearing this, the old monk was speechless for a long time. In the end, he slowly said, "Could it be that this is the fate of the Heavenly Axiom, and the heavens should go through this calamity?"
"Bodhisattva, why do you say so?" Shen Luo was puzzled.
"All kinds of karma and fate make fools of people. I fell into hell and made a great wish so that I could resolve the calamity of all living beings, resolve the grievances of the Three Realms, and prevent the seal from loosening. But in the end, I still could not escape this calamity." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said slowly.
When he finished speaking, his gaze fell on Shen Luo and a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Then, Shen Luo's vision blurred and his gaze was involuntarily attracted by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's eyes. But the moment their gazes met, it was as if he saw a sea of stars.
But after a moment, it was as if he was in a trance and the stars in front of him disappeared again.
And Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who was in front of him, "stumbled" two steps back before he regained his balance. The white light that lit up on his body immediately dimmed a little.
"Bodhisattva …"
Shen Luo vaguely guessed that he must have done something to him just now.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said slowly, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter … It seems that your arrival here is also predestined. It's a pity that I'm like a candle in the wind now. I can see some of the past and some of the illusions, but I can't see too far into the future. On your body … time is very chaotic. Karma … let's not talk about it. Perhaps you are the biggest variable."
The more Shen Luo listened, the more confused he became.
"Bodhisattva, what do you mean by all this?" Shen Luo could not help but ask.
"I can't say. When the time is right, you will know. If the time is not right, revealing the secrets of heaven will only lead to more variables. Forget it, forget it. Today I will break my precepts and take a gamble." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Before Shen Luo could ask anything else, the chanting became louder and louder. The white light on the body of the old monk in front of him lit up again, and as the chanting became louder and louder, the light became brighter and brighter.
But Shen Luo could see that the light at this moment was more like the last embers of a fire before it burned out.
As the white light became brighter and brighter, the figure of the old monk gradually became more and more blurred. And the majestic blood and qi in Shen Luo's sea of consciousness was completely swallowed up by the white light and completely melted away.
Shen Luo's little figure bathed in the white light and felt warm all over. The power of the spirit that he had lost was quickly replenished. The virtual light on the body of the spirit condensed and gradually a golden and red kasaya appeared.
"This is …"
At this moment, how could Shen Luo not understand that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had converted his own spirit power to him?
As the sea of consciousness stabilized again, Shen Luo's eyes also reopened.
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