VISIT TO THE 5TH PALACE AND TO THE PLATFORM FOR VISION OF NATIVE PLACE.
DISCUSSION WITH KING YEN LO
Yang Tshieng who manifested on April 13th1977.
Year of the Snake (1977)
I am grateful for your coming in person to accompany me,
Venerable Master. But on the other nights, Buddha Tse Kong and I used to
travel with a dais of lotus. By what means shall we go tonight, and why
do you take along this dog?
and Immortals possess their own means of transportation. Buddha Tse Kong
has his dais, I have this dog. Weíre going to mount it.
It doesnít run fast enough. By the way, it looks pretty fierce.
No one would like to approach it. One risks having their bones crushed
by its terrible jaws.
isnít a dog of the terrestrial world. Itís rather a celestial dog
and it is also the strength of my legs. Since itís a wise dog, how can
it bite you?
Our trip would be handicapped by its running speed.
at all. It will run at top speed because its four legs are like the
wheels of a car. It can even exceed the lotus-speed. Donít worry about
Here I am riding on it. I must make sure I am well seated, or
else a somersault would be a catastrophe. Will you sit right in front of
me and keep a sharp lookout, Master?
it easy, young man. Everything will be all right. Now, shut your eyes.
Where are we going, Master?
Yang: To the
5th Palace. Here we arrive.
and Immortals live together under the same roof. Itís just like two
men in the world buying two cars of different makes. Each of them
believes his car is better and challenges
the other to race. Manís heart is similar to an engine. If itís a
good engine, then man will feel comfortable to roll on the road with
Youíre right, Master. I see before us a group of souls climbing
onto a platform and jostling each other. The sinful souls, male and
female, are escorted by the infernal guards, while some other souls are
not. They seem to be smiling and happy, instead. What is this place
is called the ďPlatform for Vision of Native PlaceĒ. All of the
sinful souls arriving in hell must pass by the 5th Palace to look in the
mirror of ďVision of Native PlaceĒ to see their living children.
Regrets and nostalgia make them shed bitter tears. The unchastised
souls are also permitted to look in the mirror to recognize their
children performing daily activities.
Over there, I see men and horses standing in lines. They look
solemn and disciplined. Who are those saints and genii?
Master Yang: They
are the King of the 5th Palace and military and civilian dignitaries.
They are coming down the steps to meet us. Letís make haste.
My name is Yang Tsíien, disciple of the Temple of the Sages in
Tai Chu. By order of God, I have to prepare the book ďVoyages to
HellĒ with a view to convert humans. Tonight, I visit your palace
under the guidance of Master Yang Tshíieng. We are grateful for any of
Temple of the Sages has contributed greatly to the propagation of faith
and publication of religious instruction books which have helped change
many bad elements and raised morally weak people from their downfall.
Its merits are admirable. Several souls detained in the 5th Palace had
read your precious books in their lifetime and printed them for
distribution. I have taken into consideration their good deeds and
granted them my pardon so they can free themselves and be rewarded
according to their good actions.
Your clemency is really great, Sir. It is evident that the souls
must first exert effort and achieve merits before they can be rewarded
from ceremonials, Mr. Yang Tsíien. Stand up please. Now, if you care
to follow me inside for some relaxation.
you, Sir. It will be done the next time we come. Could we have a look at
the ďPlatform for Vision of Native PlaceĒ now?
not? Letís go right away.
Thank you very much, Sir.
All of the sinful souls coming to the 5th Palace have to pass by
the Mirror of Vision. Most of them are sentimental and greatly attached
to their children and their native place in the living world. Sinful or
not, they are all authorized to look once in the mirror.
The voice of the heart is hard to repress. Look at that old man,
escorted by the guards, who is crying his eyes out before the mirror for
ďVision of Native PlaceĒ. What could be the reason for his crying so
This old man had sinned heavily in his life. He later endured
torment in hell, which is now drawing to an end. He comes to the
Platform for Vision of Native Place to look back at his children and
grandchildren. Now, he realizes that his offspring have no feelings
whatsoever for him. He finds that some are absorbed in watching
television, the others are relaxing idly in their rooms. None of them
has any recollection of his onetime existence. He recalls the pain and
labor he experienced in his lifetime for the sake of his progeny, and
now their indifference dumbfounds him exceedingly.
If one fails to practice virtue in order to regenerate when
living, it is useless in death to count on the prayers and requiem of
oneís children, in case the latter believe neither in saints and
immortals nor in the law of cause of effect. It is best to do good when
one is still in full possession of oneís vigor and vital energy.
Itís the only guarantee for oneís next life.
I did look in the mirror, but I saw no images. The mirror was all
white. Why so?
eyes are fleshly ones. Buddha Tse Kong had taken you to the ďPure
Heart PondĒ to cleanse them of worldly dust. But it was a long time
ago, and several thick layers of dust have now formed on them, and this
is the reason why you see no images in the mirror. The ďVision of
Native PlaceĒ is a marvelous mechanism that allows for change.
Soiled by worldly dust, your eyes have become sandy and you
canít see the images. Holy-water must be brought here to wash Mr. Yang
your request, Sir... Here it is!
Please, open wide your eyes, and wash them with this.
Thank you, Sir. Well, well, I see clearly, now. Thatís
in the mirror now.
My God! I see the Temple of the Sages and its different images
appearing by turns in the mirror. In an atmosphere of veneration I see
myself seated in front of the mediumistic screen, in the middle of the
sanctuary. The celestial Cherub-medium Yu Hiu is directing my hands,
dipping the brush-pen in the inkpot, and writing the accounts. The
secretaries of the Temple, on my two sides, are taking notes. Brother
Sha Sheng Liu dictates the words as soon as they appear on the
quite hard for you to comprehend the amazing operation and possibilities
of the Mirror of Vision. As you can see, the celestial medium Yu Hiu,
whose occult eyes capture every image, is transmitting on the screen all
the things you see in this prison. His eyes
resemble the Mirror for Vision of Native Place which focuses the rays of
the Yin and Yang that pierce through the obstacles.
The divine mysteries are certainly beyond our comprehension.
Another old man is now here to climb on the Platform for Vision of
Native Place. He is without escort, and walks freely, guided by a guard.
He looks jolly and happy.
He was an honest man and a disciple of the religious order. He
died recently; his children and grandchildren are saying prayers before
his altar. This token of affection is a fine gesture of filial piety,
which affords him great satisfaction while watching them in the mirror.
Though he only acquired merits of average order, he will be allowed to
further his regeneration in the religious way, for he has understood
that birth and death are two inevitable things in a manís life and
that every regret for, and attachment to life is useless. In the future,
he can be nominated a genius.
Why is it that the dead people can perceive the images in the
mirror, whereas a profane man like me canít?
Because you are still living, and your soul is tied to the flesh
of your body. The dead have their souls detached from their bodies.
Their condition of life has been transformed, and while staying in the
world of the dead, they can perceive the living beings. Their souls
possess infinite possibilities, which the living donít.
donít have much time left. We have to leave you, Sir; and the
Once again, we thank you for your hospitality.
Muster your troops, generals and officers. Present arms for the
Tsíien, come down the platform...
Master, I notice the third eye you have on your forehead, between
Itís a celestial eye, the three precious luminaries of the
cosmos: star, sun, and moon which are united in it and they shine in all
splendor. Its power is immense, its role consists of catching the
spirits and devils in the terrestrial world. My presence sows terror
With your superhuman power,
you certainly can read menís most hidden thoughts, I presume.
peek at me like this. Any person with upright eyes looks upward, toward
the deities in heaven. The wicked one dare not to do likewise.
I am still naive in my first encounter with you. It goes without
saying that I open wide my eyes without seeing the high mountain before
me. Itís quite ridiculous of me!
Yang: Not the least. Itís
quite normal, Yang Tsíien. Now ride on the celestial dog. Weíre
Iím ready. Shall we go?