Chapter 377: Yaksha

Today, you all have one chance to wash away the sins on your bodies!

King Dizang looked at the group of gorgeous female ghosts on the altar and said, "You all, as long as you bear offspring for the Sage, you can receive the Sage's blessing, be reborn, and then either become ghost immortals or re-enter reincarnation, depending on your own willingness!"

Upon hearing this, all the gorgeous female ghosts stared at each other in bewilderment.

They had not found a way to wash away their sins; it turned out to be these.

At that moment, only Ao Yifan was seen with the Sage's radiance flashing around him; a peaceful aura enveloped all the gorgeous female ghosts present, instantly dispelling the gloom in their hearts.

Seeing the timing ripe, Ao Yifan curled his right hand.

Immediately afterward, he was seen rolling up all the gorgeous female ghosts and entering the Time City.

After Ao Yifan disappeared, a figure appeared beside King Dizang.

"Lord King Dizang, will doing this violate the teachings of our Western Teaching?"

The person was precisely Wuming; ever since King Dizang took up residence in the Underworld, he has been serving King Dizang.

"The doctrines of the Western Teaching are too narrow!"

King Dizang pressed his palms together and said, "I feel that the Buddhist doctrine taught by the Sage is the ultimate destination of the Western Teaching."

"Moreover, the Sage's doing this is sacrificing himself to save those evil ghosts who ought to have endured endless torment; this is an act of great compassion and mercy!"

Upon hearing King Dizang's words, Wuming fell slightly silent.

He really wanted to question, after all, if it were truly to save evil ghosts, where is there a special selection of gorgeous female ghosts to save?

What about those male ghosts?

What about those female ghosts of ordinary appearance?

Do they not deserve the Sage's salvation?

Wuming knew that Meng Po of the Inn of Rebirth seemed also related to that great Sage.

Even the Underworld King of the Netherworld...

In Wuming's view, this Sage is fundamentally just satisfying his own private desires.

But, Wuming is insignificant and powerless; what can he do?

Before these true bigwigs, how dare he speak a word of nonsense?

Suddenly, a golden aura shot up into the sky, instantly dispelling the chill of the Underworld.

"What is this?"

Wuming's eyes widened suddenly.

As a practitioner of the Western Teaching, Wuming could naturally tell that this aura was precisely the power of the Western Sect Fortune.

"Could it be?"

The next moment, when Ao Yifan appeared again, behind him, each of the gorgeous female ghosts in his entourage was holding an infant.

"You have borne the Yaksha clan of the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons for the Western Teaching; today, this Sage confers upon you the title of Buddhist Mother!"

Ao Yifan waved his hand, infusing the vast power of the Western Sect Fortune into these gorgeous female ghosts.

In an instant, the originally gloomy female ghosts became utterly pure and holy.

"Again?"

At that moment, Bian Zhuang, who had just arrived, seeing this scene, was once again dumbfounded.

"King Dizang!"

Ao Yifan looked toward King Dizang and said.

"Sage, please speak!"

King Dizang pressed his palms together.

"This time, you have done well; continue striving, for when the Western Teaching is reborn in the future, your merit will surely be indispensable!"

Ao Yifan said.

"Thank you, Sage!"

King Dizang expressed gratitude.

"Mm"

He nodded, and Ao Yifan then led a group of gorgeous female ghosts and their children away.

After all, it is better to follow him to the Western Teaching than to remain in the Underworld.

No matter what, they are indeed Buddhist Mothers personally conferred by the Sage; going to the Western Teaching, how could their status be low?

Seeing Ao Yifan off, King Dizang pressed his palms together and said to Wuming beside him, "Wuming, we still need to strive, to transform those gorgeous evil ghosts in the Underworld, so they may soon escape the sea of suffering."

Hearing this, Wuming always felt that something was off about these words.

However, since King Dizang had spoken, he could only agree.

Let the gorgeous evil ghosts be gorgeous evil ghosts; at least rescuing some counts as merit.

"Both of you!"

Just then, Bian Zhuang's voice came.

Turning to glance at Bian Zhuang, King Dizang opened his mouth and said, "Sir benefactor, what business do you have?"

"That, I want to ask, do you know where the Prince Consort will go next?"

Bian Zhuang pursued all the way, but Ao Yifan's speed was truly too fast.

Each time he just arrived, Ao Yifan's children had already been born.

"This, according to the Western Teaching's record of the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons, now there remain the four divisions of Heavenly Hosts, Gandharvas, Garudas, and Kinnaras not yet in their places; as for where the Sage will go next, even this little monk does not know."

King Dizang said.

"Ah? There are still that many?"

Bian Zhuang was somewhat on the verge of collapse.

……

「Big sis, I'm so bored! 」

Before the two armies' formations, Qiongxiao Xianzi yawned and said, 「Those people from the Chan Sect haven't dared to come over lately; do we still need to keep guarding here? 」

That's right; after the Ten Absolute Formation was broken, the Three Xianzi appeared directly.

And this arrangement was also Ao Yifan's decision.

After all, a few of the Wuliang Xianweng seemed dissatisfied last time, and Ao Yifan also wanted to give them a lesson.

For example, cutting off their three flowers on top.

Thus, before the rebel army could celebrate for long, the Three Xianzi appeared in a flash, bringing their Nine Winding Yellow River Grand Formation.

And their slogan was naturally to avenge their elder brother Zhao Gongming.

At first, the rebel army didn't notice, thinking it was just an ordinary formation.

But by the time Chijingzi entered the formation, it was already too late.

You have to know, what he faced was the Three Xianzi, who were who knows how much stronger than before.

Just a single glance, and Chijingzi turned into a stone statue.

And this was the result of Ao Yifan's special instructions.

Otherwise, Chijingzi would have long been sent to the Investiture of the Gods by Qiongxiao Xianzi.

After all, Ao Yifan still doesn't want to turn against Yuanshi Tianzun.

According to Ao Yifan's guess, the Twelve Golden Immortals are now Yuanshi Tianzun's bottom line.

If Ao Yifan really replaced all Twelve Golden Immortals with his own people, Yuanshi Tianzun would likely disregard the stability of the Chan Sect and fight him to the death.

「Elder sister, I heard that guy has been busy lately; why don't I go over and take a look? 」

Qiongxiao Xianzi said to Yunxiao Xianzi, who was seated in the center overseeing things.

「Second sister, why do you want to sneak off whenever you have something to do? 」

Bixiao Xianzi said somewhat dissatisfiedly: 「No matter what, it's my turn this time. 」

「Or how about we go together? 」

Qiongxiao Xianzi said.

After saying that, the two of them looked in unison at Yunxiao Xianzi.

「Sigh, you two! 」

Helplessly shaking her head, Yunxiao Xianzi said: 「Fine, go quickly and come back quickly; I'm holding down the fort here, so nothing should happen for now. 」

After she said that, only seeing Yunxiao Xianzi's surroundings flash with spiritual light, three figures emerged from within her and took their positions at the eyes of the great formation.

These three figures are none other than Yunxiao Xianzi's Three Corpses Bodies.

However, compared to Cihang Dao Ren's Three Corpses Body, Yunxiao Xianzi's Three Corpses Body is obviously more stable and will not constantly think of backlashing against its true self like Cihang Dao Ren's does.