"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant rang out, and a monk opened the door and walked out of the room.

The monk knelt on his knees, his hands folded, and bowed to me.

"The little monk Qingzang didn't know that Dizang had arrived, and he had lost his wish to welcome him. Please don't blame Dizang."

It was not until now that I realized that the presidency of this temple was Qingzang. After we arrived for three days, he stayed in the temple for three days, and kept saying that he did not know that Ksitigarbha was coming.

Anyone would be vaguely angry about all this, but I didn't feel it.

I waved, "Get up and talk first."

"Xie Dizang." Qingzang stood up slowly, still clasping his hands together and lowering his head.

Zhao Jiyou looked at Qingzang with some reproach and frowned, asking, "You know we are coming, why are you leaving your door behind?"

"The little monk cannot go out to meet him." Qingzang replied in a humble and arrogant manner.

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by this sentence?"

"The little monk worships Tanta Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva here. You are now the reincarnation of Tanta Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. When you come to the little monk, it is like going home. When you come home, the little monk comes to welcome you, what kind of morality will it be?" Qingzang answered calmly.

Zhao Jiyou and I looked at each other, and they all shook our heads speechlessly. If I hadn't suddenly awakened, Zhao Jiyou and I were still waiting outside. If we had really gone to another temple as we told Zhao Jiyou, we would have encountered walls everywhere.

"Although I am the reincarnation of Tanta Ksitigarbha, I am not Tanta Ksitigarbha after all. You don't need to be polite to me, everything will be fine." I am really not used to Qingzang's appearance, or I am not used to being arrogant and others secretly lowering their heads when facing me.

Qingzang seemed to obey my words. When I finished speaking, he put down his hand and raised his head.

"Since you know I'm coming, then you also know the purpose of my visit to you." I looked at Qingzang and said softly.

Qingzang nodded slowly and replied, "You are the reincarnation of Tanta Ksitigarbha. Now you have the Buddha's light. I think you have obtained the relics left by Tanta Ksitigarbha when he was reincarnated. There is nothing else in the temple of the little monks, only a statue of Tanta Ksitigarbha Buddha. You came to me to think that you came to get back to Buddhism."

"Yes, I'll come and you are taking back the Buddhist studies of Tanta Ksitigarbha." I nodded quietly, knowing that there was not much time left for me. It has been delayed here for three days. It will take three days to get back the Buddhist studies. I asked urgently: "What should I do to get back the Buddhist studies of Tanta Ksitigarbha?"

"You are Tanta Ksitigarbha, Tanta Ksitigarbha is you. What you are going to get back is not Tanta Ksitigarbha's Buddhist teachings, but the Buddhist teachings you left behind by yourself." Qingzang folded his hands together and turned around and walked into the temple in front.

After Zhao Jiyou and I looked at each other, we followed Qingzang into the temple.

The Buddha statues worshipped in the temple are indeed Tanta Ksitigarbha.

The tall and mighty golden body of Tantuo Ksitigarbha shows majesty. Tantuo Ksitigarbha is the guardian of the hell path among the six realms. The tin staff he holds in his left hand is called the hell pestle. Any ghosts and monsters are approaching, and the tokens he holds in his right hand are called the killing order. This order is the dead souls in the hell path must not be presumptuous!

I subconsciously reached out and touched the token on my chest, and thought for a moment that I took out the token and handed it to Qingzang on the side.

When Qingzang saw my movements, he immediately took three steps back, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, sins are sins."

"What's the problem?" I looked at Qingzang in confusion. I originally wanted him to see what the token in my hand was, but I didn't expect that he would have such a great effect.

Qingzang lowered his head and replied, "The token you took is the Netherworld's killing order, which was held by Tanta Ksitigarbha. The little monk can't take it or hold it."

"Is this token a killing order from Tanta Ksitigarbha?" I looked at the token repeatedly and said with some uncertainty.

Although I am Tanta Ksitigarbha, I still want to make it clearer now. After all, I have not been reincarnated yet. Without reincarnation, I cannot be called Tanta Ksitigarbha.

"That's right." Qingzang nodded and said heavily: "Tantu Dizang has two things in his hand, one of which is this killing order."

"Tantu Ksitigarbha was originally transformed by the golden body left by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the hell. The killing order in his hand can kill all the souls and ghosts in the hell, so that the dead souls must not be presumptuous when they leave the hell."

The token was left by Senior Huai Tian. I think Senior Huai Tian not only left me four relics, but also this token.

"You just said that there are two things in Tantuo Ksitigarbha, one of which is the killing order in his hand. What about one?" Zhao Jiyou glanced at the Buddha statue of Tantuo Ksitigarbha, hugged his hands, and focused his eyes on Qingzang with interest.

Qingzang replied without thinking: "One thing is a killing order, and another thing is a hell pestle."

"The tin staff and hell pestle are the magic weapon of Tantuo Ksitigarbha. The hell pestle shakes open the gate of hell. The ghosts in the underworld will scatter their souls and will never be able to reincarnate."

Zhao Jiyou looked at me in surprise and said, "I didn't expect that the things in your hand are so powerful. A magic weapon can prevent the soul of the underworld from reincarnation forever."

I'm not concerned with this one, but with the others.

I turned to look at Qingzang and asked hesitantly: "You said these two things are the magical tools of Tanta Ksitigarbha. If I get Tanta Ksitigarbha's lifelong Buddhist studies but have not obtained these two things, it can be considered Tanta Ksitigarbha."

"You are the reincarnation of Tanta Ksitigarbha, and you are the Tanta Ksitigarbha. Even if you do not obtain these two magical instruments, you are still Tanta Ksitigarbha, but it is not complete." Qingzang replied.

I looked back at Zhao Jiyou helplessly: "It seems that we are looking for not only this relics."

"You...you still want to find the hell pestle?" Zhao Jiyou was slightly stunned and understood what I meant.

I nodded and said seriously: "I will not say that the Hell Pestle is a magic weapon of Tanta Ksitigarbha, and this Hell Pestle is powerful. When it has a chance of winning, it will have one more share."

Just as Qin Baiming said, Emperor Xin has been thinking deeply for more than three thousand years, and he will do any step perfectly. Can we think of starting first, why can't Emperor Xin be a little prepared?

It is said that Di Xin only has one or two magic powers now, but will he expose everything ordinary to us?

One more magic weapon must be one more chance of winning.

"How to get back the Buddhist magic power?" I turned around and looked at Qingzang.

Qingzang pointed his hand at the Buddha statue of Tanta Ksitigarbha and said in a shocking voice: "Smash! smash! smash it into powder!"

"Smash...smash this Buddha statue?" Not only me, but even Zhao Jiyou looked at Qingzang in surprise.

Qingzang's voice was filled with endless sorrow: "You are Tanta Ksitigarbha. Now that you have come here, there is no need to worship Tanta Ksitigarbha here. Just smash it and smash it into powder, and you can."

"Qiu Sishui...Didn't Qiu Sishui say that he can get back the Buddhist magic power of Tantu Kshui after he sincerely kneeling in front of Tantu Kshui for three days?" Zhao Jiyou looked at me, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Qingzang said disapprovingly: "The person you said is a Buddhist?"

"no……"

Qingzang said, "Since it's not, how could she know?"

"If you don't believe it, you can kneel down towards this Buddha statue. You can tell what the answer is." Qingzang looked at me who was hesitant and spoke.

I pondered for a while, my legs gradually bent and I slowly knelt towards the tall and majestic Buddha statue in front of me.

But what shocked me was that my knees were always suspended in the air and I couldn't kneel down at all.

I tried my best to do all my strength, but in the end I found that I was still weak.

"You are Tanta Dizang. You are going to kneel down to yourself now. How can this be achieved?" Qingzang seemed to know that I couldn't kneel down, so he spoke indifferently.

In the end, I chose to give up and slowly stood up straight. I still felt a little hesitant when I looked at the Buddha statue in front of me.

"The little monk has told you how to do it, you are clearer than the little monk. The little monk is now retreating." Qingzang clasped his hands together and slowly withdrew from the temple.

Only Zhao Jiyou and I were left in the entire temple.

"What should I do..." Zhao Jiyou looked at the Buddha statue and asked me at a loss.

I looked around and finally landed on the wooden stick standing next to the door. I slowly walked over and held the wooden stick in my hand, and said to Zhao Jiyou, "You go out first."

Seeing that my intentions had been resolved, Zhao Jiyou didn't say anything more and silently withdrew from the temple.

My restless heart, holding the wooden stick, began to calm down gradually, and strolled to the Buddha statue of Tantu Ksitigarbha. I raised the wooden stick high and smashed it towards the Buddha statue of Tantu Ksitigarbha.

The wooden stick in my hand is not very strong, and there is no reason to smash the Buddha statue with just one stick.

But when the tall Buddha statue thundered in front of me, I was still a little stunned.

Qingzang told me that he would smash the Buddha statue of Tanta Ksitigarbha and smash it into pieces like powder.

While stunned, I raised my stick again and smashed the Buddha statue that fell to the ground.

What I smashed is not like a Buddha statue, but more like a Buddhist inscription. Every time I raise a stick and smash it, a Buddhist inscription will appear in my mind.

My mind was blurred, and as my movements accelerated, Buddhist inscriptions evolved in my mind. Finally, as the fallen leaves returned to my roots, I remembered the bitter and difficult-to-understand Buddhist inscriptions in my heart.

I don't know how many times I've smashed, and I don't know how long I've been smashing it.

It is as if it were true as Qingzang said, smashing the Buddha statue to pieces and crushing it to powder.

The Buddhist inscriptions that kept coming out in my mind gradually became much less, and my strength to smash the Buddha statue with a wooden stick also became much less.

At the end, no inscription appeared in my mind. My whole body was as if I had been exhausted, and it was poured into the powder all over the temple like a pool of water.

What I didn't expect was that after I fell down, the whole temple was shaking constantly, and the beams on the temple began to shake violently.

I blinked slightly and watched the beams falling from the roof of the temple.

PS: Do you like this ending? Let’s leave a message. I wrote it later, but the idea is actually more literary and artistic.
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