After Gu Hai released the seal on Shangguan Hen, Shanghai Hen looked at Gu Hai strangely. Shanghai Hen had followed Gu Hai for a long time. Back then, Gu Hai had just entered the Innate Realm. He knew Gu Hai very well, but he couldn't understand how Gu Hai could release the seal on the Present Buddha. That didn't make sense.
Shanghai Hen looked at Gu Hai, feeling that Gu Hai was becoming more and more mysterious.
Shanghai Hen stood to the side, and Gu Hai began to interrogate the Jiedong Bodhisattva.
The surrounding ghost kings and ghost soldiers wanted to resist, but Gu Hai waved his hand and a large amount of True Samadhi Fire appeared, trapping the ghost soldiers. Shanghai Hen grabbed the True Fire Gourd and held the ghost soldiers hostage. Some of the ghost soldiers resisted, but they were burned to ashes by Shanghai Hen's fire.
Jiedong Bodhisattva would rather die, but Gu Hai heavily injured him.
The group of ghosts trembled and told Gu Hai what he wanted to know.
"Path of Hell? It's divided into eighteen levels of hell? We're in the first level? "Gu Hai frowned.
"Yes, senior. This is the first level of hell. Over there, that's the entrance to the second level of hell. Do you see that entrance?" King Yanluo pointed at a huge circular entrance in the distance.
Gu Hai turned to look. Indeed, there was a large amount of lightning flashing between the mountains. In the middle of the lightning, there was an entrance to the void that seemed to lead to somewhere else.
"There's an entrance to every level of hell? How do we get out? "Gu Hai asked solemnly.
"Get out? No, there's no way out. Only the Reincarnation Pool can be accessed! The other entrances seem to have been sealed by the heavens. There's no exit! "King Yanluo explained.
"Eighteen levels of hell? What's the eighteen levels of hell? "Gu Hai was puzzled.
"The eighteen levels of hell are a place of suffering for the evildoers of the world. They have committed countless crimes in their lives and suffer in hell. We're in the lightest level. Every level down, there will be a level of irritation and violence. The evil ghosts will want to kill each other, but they won't die!" King Yanluo explained.
"Won't die?" Gu Hai frowned.
"Senior, look at those ghost soldiers burned by the fire!" King Yanluo pointed at the square not far away...
Hundreds of ghost soldiers had been burned to ashes by Shanghai Hen's fire.
However, during this short period of time, wisps of soul power began to gather over there. Slowly, those souls began to recover in a peculiar manner, and the ghostly soldiers' souls began to slowly come back to life.
However, when they came back to life, when they were alive, they looked, looked, and inexplicable fear.
"They came back to life?" Gu Hai was puzzled.
"Yes, that's why evil ghosts are most afraid of entering hell. Once they enter hell, they will be killed endlessly. When they are alive, they will kill other ghosts, but they won't die. Their violent and irritable emotions will cause them to kill, kill, kill, but they won't die. This is a kind of spiritual disaster!" King Yanluo smiled bitterly.
"Why?" Gu Hai was puzzled.
"No, I don't know! We've always heard that the Spiritual Mountain Holy Ground sent some extremely evil people to the depths of hell! "King Yanluo said carefully.
"Your Majesty, I seem to have heard of it before!" Shanghai Hen said after a moment of silence.
"Oh?"
"For energy! Evil ghosts kill each other, and killing each other requires energy. When they come back to life as a soul, the soul restores their energy. After they die, their energy is absorbed by hell. The energy consumed when the soul was alive and the energy scattered after the soul died is actually in this hell. This should be a world that collects energy. The entire hell is collecting the drifting energy for the Immortal of the Six Paths. There is no one's mark on it, so it is hidden in this world, "Shangguan Hen analyzed." That's right.
"Energy?" Gu Hai looked around.
"Energy can't be seen or touched. Although there are countless energy around, it can't be absorbed!" Shanghai Hen smiled bitterly.
"Eighteen levels of hell. The lower one goes, the more irritable and bloodthirsty the soul is? So there are countless ghosts in every level? "Gu Hai looked at King Yanluo.
"No, no, there aren't many ghosts in the fifth level and below!" King Yanluo said with a tremble.
"What do you mean?" Gu Hai was puzzled.
"The Buddha's Pool of Samsara can only lead to the Hell Dao Mystic Realm for two hours a day. The other 24 hours can't be entered. Because using the time of the divine continent, the 18 levels of hell can only be opened once a day. Each time, it can only be opened for two hours! "King Yanluo said with a trace of fear.
"Opened once a day? Wait, you said the time of the divine continent? What does that mean? "Gu Hai was puzzled.
"Because a day in the outside world is a thousand years in the first level of hell!" King Yanluo smiled bitterly.
"A day in the outside world is a thousand years in here?" Shanghai Hen was shocked.
"You mean, the first level? Aren't the other levels the same? "Gu Hai frowned.
Time was not symmetrical, but Gu Hai had seen it on Earth. Back then, a day on Earth was a year in the Immortal World. But here, it was a thousand years?
"Yes, Senior is wise. You saw it with one look!" King Yanluo said immediately.
"Cut the crap. Speak!" Gu Hai said solemnly.
"Yes, the 18 levels of hell. According to the multiplier, a day in the outside world is a thousand years in the first level. The second level is two thousand years. The third level is four thousand years. The fourth level is eight thousand years. The fifth level is sixteen thousand years. And so on …!" King Yanluo said fearfully.
"More than ten thousand years? Indeed, there are no ghosts that can live for more than ten thousand years without going through reincarnation! The fifth level is indeed the limit. "Shanghai Hen frowned.
"No, no, Senior is wrong. In hell, there is no such thing as lifespan. Everyone's age stops the moment they enter. Or rather, it is according to the time of the divine continent. The fifth level? That is because once the exit is closed, one has to stay in there for ten thousand years. Ten thousand years in a state of irritation and bloodlust. Ten thousand years of killing ghosts, being killed, resurrecting, and killing …! "As King Yanluo spoke, his heart was filled with horror.
Being killed for ten thousand years?
Shanghai Hen shuddered. Hell was indeed the most terrifying place. Ordinary people would have been driven mad long ago.
"You just said that Kong Xuan was sent to the 15th level of hell?" Gu Hai's face darkened.
"That's right, that's right. We also find it hard to believe. How could Kong Xuan's will be so tenacious? Or perhaps, he has tempered his vicious heart in hell. I heard that not only did he not go crazy, he became even more arrogant. This hell is divided into eight levels of hell: cold hell and eight levels of hell: hot hell. After the exchange of cold and hot. The 17th level of hell: loneliness. Extreme loneliness. Being locked up once, almost everything is worn away by the years of loneliness. As for the 18th level of hell, it is like being locked up forever. No one can go down. It is too terrifying! "King Yanluo said with a chill in his heart.
"How long has Kong Xuan been locked up?" Gu Hai asked solemnly.
"In terms of the outside world, it should be half a month! But inside …! On the first day, he was locked up in the first level. On the second day, he was locked up in the second level. On the third day, he was locked up in the third level. All the way until he reached the 15th level. It should be around thirty-two million years! "King Yanluo calculated and sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Yes. At first, the Buddhist Ancestors thought that Kong Xuan would be worn away by this period of time. However, Kong Xuan has always been alive and well. Moreover, as time passed, the devil qi around Kong Xuan became more and more monstrous. Fierce flames radiated in all directions, and hatred soared to the sky. This kind of tempering was not something the Buddhist Ancestors could endure. Therefore, it is said that the Buddhist Ancestors value Kong Xuan more and more. Now, it seems that they are willing to pay any price to pull Kong Xuan into the Spiritual Mountain Holy Ground. Not only are they going to confer the title of Bodhisattva, they are going to confer the title of Buddha, and even give him a higher status …! "King Yanluo explained.
"Thirty-two million years? Hiss! "Gu Hai and Shangguan Hen sucked in a breath of cold air.
Thirty-two million years without being disturbed by the slaughter attribute of hell. His heart must have been tempered to be incomparably strong.
"The Future Buddha went to persuade Kong Xuan?" Gu Hai asked solemnly.
"That's right. It's been thirty-two million years. If Kong Xuan doesn't agree, he's going to be sealed in the sixteenth level of hell. One day in the outside world is thirty-two million years in there! He will go crazy sooner or later! He will not be able to accept the compromise! "King Yanluo explained.
"The Great Myōjin? What a strong will! "Gu Hai's eyes flashed with a profound light.
"Your Majesty, it seems that the timing of the eighteen levels of hell is not symmetrical. The Future Buddha will not be able to return in a short time." Shangguan Hen explained.
Gu Hai nodded.
"Hehe, it seems that the Future Buddha sent us here for a reason. One day in the outside world is a thousand years in the first level of hell. If we are tortured for a thousand years, no matter how many secrets we have, we will be forced to reveal them!" Shangguan Hen's face showed a hint of hatred.
Gu Hai took a deep breath and his face darkened.
"Tell me, is there a way to get out?" Gu Hai looked at King Yanluo.
"No, no. Other than the Reincarnation Pool, the heavens can open an exit. Otherwise, there is no way out. All the paths have been sealed by the heavens!" King Yanluo shook his head.
Gu Hai had no choice but to look at the severely injured Jiedong Bodhisattva.
"Hehe, cough cough cough, Gu Hai, kill me if you can!" Jiedong Bodhisattva said with a ferocious expression.
"Kill you? You can't die in the eighteenth level of hell. I'm thinking if I should throw you into the eighteenth level of hell and let you enjoy the long years. Perhaps the Future Buddha will come looking for you in a day! "Gu Hai sneered.
Throw him into the eighteenth level of hell for a day? No, that's a hundred and thirty million years.
Jiedong Bodhisattva shuddered at the thought.
"You, you dare? The Future Buddha is in the fifteenth level of hell. You can't do it!" Jiedong Bodhisattva was shocked.
Jiedong Bodhisattva firmly believed that if he was in there, he would have gone crazy and turned into a pile of stone without any thoughts.
"That depends on your cooperation. Tell me, how do we get out?" Gu Hai glared at him.
"We can't get out. There is no exit. There is really no exit!" Jiedong Bodhisattva said with some fear.
"Roar!"
At that moment, a loud sound came from behind Gu Hai. A huge ferocious beast claw slapped towards Gu Hai's head.
"Diting Bodhisattva!" King Yanluo immediately knelt in fear.
"Boom!"
With a loud sound, Gu Hai caught Diting Bodhisattva's claw like how he caught Jiedong Bodhisattva.
"Heh, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Only now did a brat inform you?" Gu Hai turned his head and looked coldly at the ferocious-looking beast.
The giant beast tried to move its arm, but Gu Hai's grip was too tight.
"The third level of the Middle Heaven Palace? Not bad. Unfortunately, your opponent is me. Get down! "Gu Hai extended his hand and threw.
"Boom!"
Truth Listener was immediately flung to the ground, causing the ground around it to tremble.
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