When the ghost messengers received the order, they immediately forked them out and sent them to various hells according to their sins.
For example, there was the Hell of Excrement, Hell of Hunger, Hell of Thirst, Hell of Pus and Blood, Hell of Cleaving, Hell of Sword Leaf, Hell of Wolf and Fox, Hell of Frost, and so on.
Liang Lian loved torture when he was alive, and he knew that retribution was coming his way.
The punishments in the netherworld could hardly be compared to those in the mortal world. For example, in the Hell of Cleaving, a little ghost would bring a saw and cut him in half.
If a person were to suffer this kind of torture, they would be thoroughly dead.
However, two ghosts would join the two halves of his body together. After a while, the two halves would grow back together, and the torture would repeat itself.
There was also the Hell of Breaking Tendons and Scraping Bones, the Hell of Scrubbing the Skin, and so on.
All the evil he had done would be returned tenfold, a hundredfold, and the world's resentment would be dispelled.
In this hell, pots of oil were boiling, mountains of blades stood tall, and flames rose.
The ghosts howled miserably, suffering all kinds of torture. Did they regret what they had done in their lives?
…
At this moment, King Liang's Manor was brightly lit, and the sound of stringed instruments could be heard. It was a completely different world.
King Liang was dressed in luxurious robes, and his face was full of smiles. He raised a cup of tea and said, "Why didn't you inform this old man that you were coming to the capital? I could have sent someone to welcome you." The one sitting across from him was none other than Fahai.
Fahai said, "This humble monk is from the wilderness, and does not dare to disturb Your Highness' esteemed self."
"Great master is too polite. We have been friends for many years, so this is nothing." King Liang said a few words, then put down his teacup. "This old man has another matter that I would like to ask great master's help with."
"What is it?" Even though Fahai was asking, his expression was one of understanding.
King Liang said hatefully, "That Xu Xian recklessly barged into my Liang Manor because of his superior martial arts. He almost took my life. No matter what, I must ask great master to take action and avenge this king."
Even though Xu Xian had come with his face covered, he had revealed his' martial arts' several times. King Liang was no fool, and he had already determined that it was Xu Xian. He had always wanted revenge, but he feared that he was no match for Xu Xian. That was why he had thought of Fahai.
Fahai put his palms together and looked at the ground. "That's because Prince is fated to face this calamity."
King Liang stood up. "Does great master not care about the feelings of an old friend?"
An old friend?
Fahai couldn't help but think back to many years ago, when he was sheltering from the rain under the eaves of the King's Mansion, and that valiant youth who had stopped his guards from driving him away. However, it was difficult to match that image with the current King Liang.
King Liang saw that Fahai was silent, and he was about to try and persuade him further, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. The teacup in his hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
"Master, what is going on?" King Liang was horrified.
Fahai gave King Liang a deep look. "My king, I will help you one more time."
King Liang couldn't be bothered with the state his body was in right now. "Really?
Thank you, Master. "
However, Fahai took out a purple gold alms bowl from his sleeves. "My king, take a look inside."
King Liang looked into the alms bowl. He saw a man with disheveled hair being tossed into a pot of oil by an evil ghost. The oil immediately began to boil, and the man screamed miserably as he struggled. King Liang felt like vomiting. "Master, what are you doing?"
Fahai said, "Look again."
King Liang took a closer look. The evil ghost had already fished the man out of the pot of oil. The charred skin was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye, revealing the man's face. King Liang cried out in alarm. "Lian 'er!
Master, what is going on?
Where is this place?
Why is my son here? "
Fahai said, "This is the netherworld. Young Master Liang is currently being punished in hell."
"What?
My son is already dead? "King Liang turned pale with fright. He stumbled backwards, knocking over his chair.
Fahai sighed and nodded.
King Liang was stunned for a long time. "Master, I beg of you, please save him."
"Life and death are determined, and karma is determined. No one can save him.
Your esteemed son's retribution might not necessarily be unrelated to you, Your Highness.
Your Highness, instead of worrying about your esteemed son's well-being, why don't you think about yourself a hundred years from now? "
King Liang turned pale with fright. The dishes on the table had already lost all their flavor. He looked around him, unable to believe that this comfortable residence would one day be turned into a living hell.
"I advise Your Highness to turn over a new leaf and do more good deeds to make up for your sins.
Otherwise, even if you can bully people in the secular world, you can't bully ghosts in the netherworld. This humble monk will take his leave, "said Fahai.
King Liang sat in the hall, his expression changing rapidly. In the end, he slammed the table and said, "Xu Xian, the death of my son is absolutely irreconcilable!"
Even though he didn't know how Liang Lian had died, since it had happened in Hangzhou, it was definitely related to Xu Xian.
"Men!"
King Liang ordered. "Gather all the eccentrics with me. Anyone who can kill Xu Xian will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold."
Liang Lian was his only son. If Liang Lian died, the Liang family would cease to exist, no matter how much power and wealth they had.
But at the same time, he still held on to a sliver of hope. He hoped that he was mistaken, that the person wasn't Liang Lian.
Fahai, who had already stepped out of the residence, shook his head and sighed. "Stubborn." He cast his gaze to the far west, past the houses and the city walls.
In Baiyun Monastery, Hu Xinyue's body suddenly trembled.
"What's wrong?" Xu Xian asked hurriedly.
"Someone is investigating this place, and it's very strong!" Hu Xinyue had cultivated for a thousand years, and she was also a spirit beast. Her spiritual awareness was much stronger than Xu Xian's.
"Who is it?" Xu Xian frowned. To receive such an evaluation from her, it was definitely not an ordinary demon who coveted the Golden Core.
"He's here." Hu Xinyue suddenly lifted her head and looked at the door.
"Amitabha …" Following a loud Buddhist chant that sounded like a great bell, a pair of shoes stepped into the courtyard.
Xu Xian's pupils shrank. Fahai!
They were master and disciple, but they fought for their own ideals. Now that their eyes met, they were speechless.
Fahai said, "700 years of obsession, it's time to end it."
Hu Xinyue stood up gracefully and said with a smile, "Monk, are you talking about me?" However, she was not at ease in her heart. Although she was from the Jade Pool, Fahai was the direct disciple of Buddha.
If he was determined to fight, she would not be his match.
At this moment, Xu Xian suddenly stood in front of her. Hu Xinyue was slightly shocked.
Xu Xian turned to Hu Xinyue and said, "Fox, run."
His serious expression made Hu Xinyue's heart move. She laughed and said, "If it's to repay a favor, forget it.
I helped you because of Xiao Bai, not because of you. "
"So it's not to repay a favor, nor for you.
If my wife feels that she is responsible for this matter, then so do I.
And didn't I say that you are going to see her?
She wants to capture you and bring you to her. You can't be kidnapped halfway. "
"Humph, you're pretending." Hu Xinyue turned her head and sighed.
Xu Xian said, "I'm sorry, Master. I'm still against you."
Now that he had more power, he could use a more relaxed attitude to face this ultimate BOSS. With his current strength, how many moves could he last in front of this destined ultimate BOSS?
"Don't get me wrong. I'm not here to fight."
Fahai's words stunned both of them. "Not … here to fight?"
Xu Xian put up a posture with great difficulty. He couldn't take it back for a while.
Hu Xinyue smiled easily. She walked past Xu Xian and said, "So Master has already comprehended the vast Dharma. Your state of mind has reached a higher level. In a few days, you will become a Bodhisattva. Of course, you won't take the little grudge from before to heart. This is really worthy of celebration!"
Fahai glared at Hu Xinyue. Obviously, she wasn't someone who could be scolded and not fight back just because she comprehended some Dharma. She didn't fight back when she was scolded or hit, and she just let others take advantage of her.
Xu Xian immediately felt relaxed. But it wasn't just because he had one less enemy like Fahai.
Ever since he transmigrated to this world, he had been advancing step by step. Finally, this great enemy in his life had been eliminated?
There would be no more Jinshan Temple, no more Leifeng Pagoda. The so-called fate had been completely reversed by him.
Needless to say, Xu Xian put his palms together and said, "Master!" Now that the grudge was settled, there was no reason to fight again.
Fahai returned the greeting.
"Why did Master come to the capital?"
"For the pill behind you.
Her Majesty the Empress said that there was a demonic cultivator who bewitched the Sacred Heart and brought disaster to the world. She asked me to eliminate him. "
"You didn't come to destroy this pill, did you?" Xu Xian smiled bitterly. Fahai had come to the capital for his demonic master.
He was just about to say that there was no need to fight anymore, and now he had to fight again?
"Of course not. I will confront him face to face. Why would I attack him behind his back? He must have been waiting for a long time." Fahai looked in the direction of the imperial palace.
Xu Xian understood. The reason why his daoist master didn't stay here to guard the pill was to prepare to deal with this kind of trouble.
"There is something else that you might not know yet. Liang Lian died in the Xu Manor. Even though it was fate, King Liang will definitely not let the matter rest. You should still be merciful and refrain from killing too much."
"Liang Lian? King Liang's son?" Xu Xian asked hurriedly. "What happened?"
Fahai took out his purple gold alms bowl and played a short movie. It was the horror film 'Liang Lian's Adventures'.
Xu Xian broke out in a sweat. Liang Lian, the mini-boss, had been pushed down just like that. No, to be more precise, he had been stepped on. The person who had stepped on him hadn't even realized what he had stepped on.
In the original plot, Liang Lian had died at the hands of Xiaoqing. Now, it could be said that he had died at the hands of Xiaoqing. This was fate.
As for the 'King Liang's Revenge' and other small quests, given his level, he didn't need to worry about them at all. Even Fahai had advised him not to kill monsters until his hands went limp, or else his name would turn red.
When Fahai walked out of the main entrance, the setting sun greeted him. Xu Xian clenched his fists in excitement. Alright, now that the grudge had been settled, and the guy who should have died was dead, it was time to play the clearing animation.
Even though he was still a little concerned about the fight between his master monk and daoist master, there was no need for him to worry about these kinds of characters. All he had to do was calmly watch the show from the sidelines.
Oh, could this be the clearing animation? Perhaps it would be very beautiful.
Everything was fine, and everything was good.
Xu Xian took a deep breath. This was happiness!