The expressions on the Hualong River Carp and the Jellyfish Demon King's face in the distance became quite ugly, and President Zhuri said: "Fang Dang is too arrogant. He actually took the initiative to walk into the Yata mirror. He is finished. Let's run away quickly!"

Hualong Heli said, "If you want to run, run by yourself, I believe the master will come back!"

President Zhuri was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "Are you stupid? You still call that guy the master now? He is no longer our master!"

Hualong Heli sneered and said, "Don't you understand? You can only go further by following your master's path of cultivation. The Jellyfish Demon King has never been transformed by his master, but she is still following his master. Do you think the Jellyfish Demon King is stupid?"

President Zhuri was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated: "My practice speed in the past was not bad, there is no need to follow Fang Dang, right?"

The Jellyfish Demon King sneered: "If you practice at most, you can only reach the realm of a demon saint. If you follow Fang Dang to practice, your future will be limitless!"

President Zhuri said in confusion without understanding the meaning of the Jellyfish Demon King's words: "Fang Dang is not a elixir, how can you have a limit on your future with him? I think you two have been brainwashed by him! Tsk tsk, are you not thinking that he is handsome and fall in love with this little face?"

Fang Dang just didn't come here. If he knew that President Zhuri regarded him as a novice, the water would probably have boiled now.

The Jellyfish Demon King couldn't help but snorted heavily, scaring President Zhuri so much that he quickly retreated a hundred meters.

However, the Jellyfish Demon King obviously has no interest in comparison with the General Principal of Zhuri. He looked at the Yata Crow God, and there was a divine light flashing inside, and he didn't know what she was thinking.

President Zhuri thought about it and then stayed. Compared with Hualong River Carp and Jellyfish Demon King, his IQ was not enough. President Zhuri was very aware of his shortcomings. Therefore, since all the people who are smarter than him stayed and all the people who are stupider than him ran away, it seemed not difficult to make a choice.

At worst, there are dragon carp and jellyfish demon kings ahead. If there is any problem, he will turn around and run away, which should not be a big problem.

He made up his mind to hide behind the Hualong River Carp and the Jellyfish Demon King, and looked at the ghost and god Yata Crow in the sky.

At this time, the Yata Crow was busy absorbing the pain and resentment of millions of dead people, just like an addict crow with his eyes rolling and his mouth wide open, intoxicating.

And the millions of dead were soaked in magma, constantly burned by magma, resurrected, and then burned again. Every time they were burned to ashes, it brought great pain and endless resentment.

In this endless suffering, a faint voice sounded at some point.

"Ruyi Buddha saved me..."

The sound was as weak as a mosquito, but soon the sound caused a chain reaction. The more you gathered, the louder and louder the sound.

In the eyes of these dead, Ruyi Buddha is the only existence that can free them from the sea of ​​suffering. They are watching Ruyi Buddha's light shine with their own eyes, and those lucky people who are shining by the Buddha's light have completely escaped the misfortune of eternal immortality and eternal suffering.

The deeper the pain at this time, the more they look forward to the redemption of Ruyi Buddha.

The last hope in despair.

Ruyi Buddha...

Ruyi Buddha...

Ruyi Buddha...

The sound ranged from thin mosquitoes and flies to roaring like the sea.

The Yata Crow in the sky finally showed its solemnity

The expression, magma burning is his strongest way to abuse these dead, and it can bring the greatest pain to these dead. This pain can make these dead have only suffering left in their minds. These pains can wash away the will of the dead, making the dead become more and more stupid, closer to the primitive state, and become a container that only knows pain and hate. But now, these dead people actually feel like they want to break free from the pain?

"Shut up!" After absorbing the dark red pain and the power of resentment, Yata Chou couldn't help but get angry. With a loud shout, the originally boiling magma pool began to surge, and streams of magma collided with each other, carrying countless dead people and collided with each other in the air.

However, the prayers of the dead did not become smaller, but instead became more and more intense, and even began to surpass the sound of magma collisions.

The rumbling roar became more and more intense!

No matter what kind of thoughts they have, they all believe that only Ruyi Buddha can save them. They originally had no hope, but now they finally have such a glimmer of hope. They will definitely hold it tightly in their hands and will never let go!

The Yata Crow God in the sky finally showed a look of fear.

These dead are the source of his power, and they constantly create pain and resentment, so that they can absorb and grow stronger. If these dead no longer provide him with resentment and pain, then it is like a mobile phone leaving the power supply and he will become weaker and weaker.

These dead are his foundation, and now the foundation has begun to shake.

With the chanting, bit by bit of spiritual light was spit out from the mouths of these dead people, as weak and young as fireflies.

But every one of the tens of millions of people spit out a drop of inspiration from their mouths is tens of millions.

These inspirational lights soared up and slowly gathered together.

Slowly, a Buddha statue gradually appeared from the gathering of these spiritual lights.

The Buddha Ruyi breaks himself and saves sentient beings, and sentient beings gather to create the Buddha Ruyi again!

Seeing that the image of Ruyi Buddha became clearer and clearer, the Yata Crow in the sky suddenly cried out, spreading its giant wings, and dark red smoke spewed out from inside, bombarding Ruyi Buddha.

Each ball of smoke was like a bomb. For a moment, hundreds of smoke left long tail smoke in the air and bombarded the Ruyi Buddha gold.

These dirty dark red smoke exploded on Ruyi Buddha Gold with a bang, causing the air around to explode, and the rumbling sound covered everything in the world.

For a moment, the dark red smoke and dust covered the entire Ruyi Buddha.

When the dark red smoke and dust become more and more intense, Ruyi Buddha is completely submerged without a trace.

However, the dead in the magma still did not give up their efforts and still recited the Buddha's name of Ruyi Buddha.

The sound resonates with the heaven and earth.

Above the sky, above the clouds, above the universe, a light ray of light lit up, penetrated the sky, penetrated the clouds, penetrated the universe, and projected down like a giant sword, splitting the dark red filth.

...

In the distant ancient Chinese inland, the corpse monk scooped out a bowl of water from the dirty river and sent it to a middle-aged man lying on the ground beside him.

The vicious took off his ragged monk's robe and covered him with it. Around them was a huge refugee camp, with at least tens of thousands of people here, who were short of food and clothing, and many of them suffered from different degrees of illness.

The vicious monk and the corpse monk have been staying here for a month, saving many people, and spreading Buddhism and attracting many believers.

It is easy to preach in troubled times, and many people think that this life is

There is no hope, so I hope that the next life is hopeful, and some people hope that the Buddha can save them from this suffering.

The vicious monk sighed and said, "Master, I am very desperate!"

Hearing the words, he put down the water bowl in his hand and said slowly: "Can't see hope?"

The vicious nodded slightly. They walked in ruins like this, but failed to save anyone. Even if some people expressed their willingness to convert to Buddhism on the surface, they just wanted something. Although they were good at preaching in troubled times, everyone had something to ask for something, and it was rare that they could truly attain the great way.

As for those who have evil character, the two monks will never teach their own Buddhism to each other.

"If you can't see hope, then where is the hope of these refugees? We Buddhists are the beacons in the sea of ​​anger. If we give up ourselves, then what should these people who endure endless suffering? Will they sink into the sea of ​​suffering forever?"

The vicious monk frowned slightly and said, "I understand the truth, but I think we have been doing useless work all the time, we are busy but have nothing to gain."

When the monk Suffering heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, I'm busy but nothing. Do you remember that my master recited the monk in his life and only helped me become a Buddha in his life, but he had already fulfilled half of the great wish. If we can also help one person become a Buddha, it would be quite fruitful!"

The vicious monk's anxiety and doubts on his face did not decrease at all when he heard this, but instead became even more troubled.

"Helping others become a Buddha is not a simple thing. You, a guy, have not even become a Buddha himself, and he actually wants to help others become a Buddha. Let me put it this way, if I can help you become a Buddha in my life, then I can leave this world with peace of mind and find my master. You are my hope. Next, you must also find a way to find a hope that belongs to you. When you find such a person, you will not be as confused as you are now..."

The monk Judgment said this, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he stood up suddenly, looking towards the distant east.

The vicious monk was also stunned. He sensed something and turned his head to look east.

Then the suffering flew over and his body flew away.

The vicious monk barely flew into the air and struggled to chase the miserable monk.

"Master, what's going on?" The vicious monk looked at the distant sky with a golden light hanging down, piercing through layers of clouds.

"Someone has become a Buddha!" ​​The face of the suffering monk was nervous and excited.

He once saw Monk Dian Nian become a Buddha, but today he was so excited that he could see a true Buddha again!

On this land, the vicious monk has shaped the Buddhist golden body and has theoretically become a Buddha. Just like Fang Dang, Fang Dang has also shaped the golden body, and there are even many Buddha statues, which can be said to have become a Buddha.

But if you fail to transcend this world's constraints, you still cannot be considered a true Buddha. It is still one step away from becoming a Buddha.

At this moment, farther away from the vicious monks and the others, in the world, a teenage little fat monk lay on the sofa, dialing back and forth with the remote control, while reaching out to grab his crotch, sighing: "The TV shows in this world are getting more and more boring..."

Suddenly, the little monk who looked bored and yawned, and was about to fall asleep at any time suddenly sat up, his eyes flashed, and there were circles of golden ripples in his pupils.

The little monk jumped out of the room, and his body soared upwards and instantly rose to the clouds, even the earth became smaller.

Around the surroundings was a quiet black void, but at this time, a golden light was about to break through the sky, breaking through the clouds and shooting directly into the earth!
Chapter completed!