Chapter 550

On the fishing platform, the Long Hu Mountain Daoists stared at the great Buddha in the void, dumbfounded and horrified, unable to believe that someone wanted to save the hundreds of thousands of wronged souls in the city with their own strength?!

Is this possible?!

It is simply impossible!

If it were possible, the group of Daoists from their Long Hu Mountain would not have wasted decades here.

You must know that although there were only some Daoists from their Long Hu Mountain on the fishing platform now, Buddhist and Daoist experts came every year to remake talismans to suppress the endless black energy and countless wronged souls of Xiangfan.

Li Changsheng naturally did not know the resentment of Jing'an Prince Zhao Heng or the disdain of the Long Hu Mountain Daoists; he just silently chanted scriptures.

Above the void, golden light permeated, and countless scriptures turned into one golden lotus after another, blooming throughout Xiangfan, as if it were a pure land of the Buddha kingdom, sacred and vast.

Hum!

Suddenly, the golden light shone brightly, like a great sun rising into the sky, with infinite light and infinite life, manifesting to save all living beings.

Above Xiangfan City, the endless black energy gradually dissolved; those hundreds of thousands of wronged souls, who were originally hideous and wailing miserably, gradually became no longer hideous under the shroud of Buddhist light, and were peaceful and harmonious.

These hundreds of thousands of wronged souls put their hands together and spoke silently, actually also chanting scriptures.

The faint golden light surrounded Xiangfan, filling every inch of the wall and every inch of the earth, dissolving the flesh and blood in the walls and the earth one after another.

In the end, these hundreds of thousands of wronged souls were covered in golden light, smiled slightly on their faces, stood up one after another, and bowed to Li Changsheng to thank him.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation! Open!"

"Everyone! Go to reincarnation!"

Li Changsheng saw this, his heart moved, and six huge black holes appeared behind him, filled with an inexplicable and mysterious aura.

From those six huge black holes, a terrifying suction force came, directly absorbing those hundreds of thousands of soul bodies into reincarnation!

"Only in this way... is the merit complete!"

Li Changsheng smiled lightly; above the void, the golden light dispersed, the black holes hid, and the great Buddha disappeared... In Xiangfan City, calm was restored.

And compared to before, the commoners of Xiangfan felt that the current Xiangfan was unprecedentedly relaxed and clear, without the previous heaviness and resentment.

Between the void, a mysterious yellow golden light came from the void and merged into the back of Li Changsheng's head.

A golden wheel of merit appeared, and then faded away faintly.

【You have saved hundreds of thousands of wronged souls, and your merit is complete! Your comprehension is heaven-defying, and you are thoughtful... You have understood a trace of the true meaning of merit! You have comprehended the "Merit Golden Lamp Enlightenment Method!"】

"The 'Merit Golden Lamp Enlightenment Method'?! Lighting a lamp between the brows, the merit is infinite?!"

"Using merit as a guide, lighting a merit golden lamp between one's own brows?!"

"From now on, inner demons are hard to enter, and all laws cannot invade!"

"Ah! This... don't I already have a golden wheel of merit?!"

Li Changsheng looked at this "Merit Golden Lamp Enlightenment Method" and could not help but smile helplessly.

On the fishing platform.

"This... did it actually succeed?!"

"This... how is this possible?! This... how is this possible?!"

"Who exactly is this person?! Which great Buddhist monk is he, to have such means?!"

"Could it be the Holy Monk Longshu?! Or the Six-Bead Bodhisattva of Lantu Mountain?! It couldn't be from other great countries..."

"The hundreds of thousands of wronged souls of Xiangfan have finally been liberated in one day..."

"..."

The Long Hu Mountain Daoists looked at the void in shock, feeling incredible.

They could sense that the resentment in Xiangfan City had dissipated.

Jing'an Prince's Mansion.

"So powerful!"

"Did he actually save the resentment and hundreds of thousands of wronged souls of Xiangfan City?!"

"Fortunately! Fortunately, I... did not take action!"

Jing'an Prince Zhao Heng silently squeezed his Buddhist beads and let out a long sigh of relief, feeling somewhat fortunate in his heart.

"Since the resentment of Xiangfan City has dissipated, then this person... should be leaving, right?!"

"But just in case, I still have to... be a little careful!"

Zhao Heng's eyes flickered slightly; on his face, Buddhist light and demonic energy swirled, splitting into two, evil and strange, giving people a feeling of chilling fear.

But soon, the Buddhist light and demonic energy disappeared, and Zhao Heng's body returned to calm; he held the Buddhist beads and muttered words in his mouth, incomparably pious.

Just at this moment, a figure walked into the hall; it was the Jing'an Princess, Pei Nanwei!

Pei Nanwei wore a white shirt, with strands of hair resting in front of her; her figure was graceful, and her beauty was peerless; her charm was even better than her appearance, elegant and calm, as if she were a fairy who had descended from the sky, extraordinary and refined.

"Your Highness!"

Pei Nanwei, with a calm expression, bowed and said.

"Who let you in?!"

Jing'an Prince Zhao Heng looked at the Princess before him, with a gloomy face full of hostility; he slowly walked to Pei Nanwei's front, stretched out his large hand, and pinched Pei Nanwei's chin, using a lot of force, directly pinching out red marks.

"Didn't I tell you already! You are not allowed to step into this room!"

"Did you... not hear me?!"

Zhao Heng's eyes were gloomy, and he scolded angrily.

"Dinner is ready! Please move, Your Highness!"

Pei Nanwei had long been accustomed to Jing'an Prince Zhao Heng's mood swings; there was no movement on her face, and she just said calmly.

"Pei Nanwei!"

"I will say it one more time; in the future, if you step into this room without my consent, then don't blame me for being impolite to you!"

Zhao Heng looked at Pei Nanwei, who was as calm as an ancient well and as dead as a corpse, and felt even more angry in his heart; he raised his arm and slapped her to the ground with a bang!

"This slap today is a warning to you!"

"Remember: don't let there be a next time!"

Pei Nanwei's black hair scattered on the ground, as if a lotus flower had just bloomed; she slowly raised her head, "Didn't you tell me to call you after I finished making dinner before?!"

Zhao Heng paused, his expression stunned; after a moment of silence, he slowly squatted down, gently touched Pei Nanwei's fair face, and said softly, "Wei'er, does it hurt?!"

Pei Nanwei turned her head away, her expression still calm, "It doesn't hurt."

"You..."

For some reason, seeing Pei Nanwei so expressionless and hearing her indifferent voice, Jing'an Prince Zhao Heng's heart became even more angry.

With a bang, he suddenly smashed the Buddhist beads in his hand onto the ground, and the beads splashed out, making a crisp sound like clanging.

"Pei Nanwei!"

"Do you know that I hate your expressionless look!"

"The way you look makes me feel like you are a dead person!"

"No! You are more like a dead person than a dead person!"

"Since that's the case, why didn't you die back then?! Why didn't you die for your country with your father?! Why did you still marry me?!"

"After marrying me, you put on a dead person's look?! What do you want to do?!"

"Go die! Hurry up and go die for me!"

"Don't worry! You are my Princess after all! After you die, I will definitely give you a grand funeral!"

Zhao Heng became more and more irritable, pointing at Pei Nanwei and cursing.

There was no bullying in Pei Nanwei's heart, and she still said indifferently, "I'm afraid of death! That's why I married you!"

Pei Nanwei came from a noble family; her father was the great Confucian of Western Shu, Pei Kai, known as Old Man Pei.

Old Man Pei was famous throughout the world when he was weak and crowned, transcending the secular world, and was a well-deserved master of classics; Liyang unified the nine kingdoms and destroyed Western Shu, and Pei Kai died for his country, leaving only an orphan daughter, who finally married into a noble family.

"Get out!"

Zhao Heng turned around, as if he did not want to see Pei Nanwei again, and shouted loudly.

Pei Nanwei was not angry either; she tidied up her clothes a little, bowed, and walked toward the outside of the hall, "Will Your Highness have dinner tonight?!"

"I am fasting today, you eat by yourself!"

Zhao Heng spoke stiffly, like a clay sculpture in a temple.

Pei Nanwei saw this and did not persuade him anymore, turning and leaving directly.