The Buddha held the beads on his neck and stared at Rong Xian silently without saying a word.

Rong Xian bent her fingers and knocked on the table. The dull sound made the atmosphere look a little serious.

She smiled and said, "If you have to know, okay, I always know you follow me."

The corners of the Buddha's mouth twitched, he clasped his hands together, and said with a peaceful expression: "Amitabha."

Rong Xian translated it for him, and what he said should be: I'm dead.

The Buddha son was extremely embarrassed. He took a deep breath and decided to continue to follow Emperor Xu.

After all, #If I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell#? If he doesn’t follow Emperor Xu, his master arranged for other brothers to follow him.

In order to prevent the tragedy of the master's sect from being destroyed, the Buddhist son could only #feed the demon with his body#.

Of course, this demon doesn’t think it’s difficult for her to deal with it. Her style is different from that of others.

She just felt that these monks were not good people, and they all spoke and did things with hiding their heads and tails, which was completely different from her openness and integrity.

As for Rong Xian’s openness and openness, the people in the underworld have the most say.

They are still suspicious and find out who leaked the news about the mansion.

Rong Xian could also think of the old woman in the future, and she quickly put this matter behind her.

This is not something to worry about, after all, she has already taken revenge.

On the surface, Rong Xian said goodbye to the Buddhist son, carried the medicine box alone and set off again.

The Buddha's son followed him secretly again. This time he learned his lesson and knew that Emperor Xu must have discovered him, so he just followed without any extra actions.

Rong Xian started with Mount Bodhi as the starting point and prepared to spend a few years to halfway the Western Pole Continent.

As long as half of them accept her as a doctor, the other half will be not far away.

Later, she will still help her when she meets a patient or injured person on the road.

But as I thought, her methods were much simpler.

Those who believe in her will survive.

If she doesn't believe her, she will take everything back.

Those who speak bad words will not leave alive.

As she stepped on countless towns, her name also spread.

Saint Shura.

The holy hand is her extraordinary way to save people, and Shura is her cruel heart.

It is rumored that she dislikes the Buddha Lord very much. If someone among the people she has treated strongly admires the Buddha Lord, she will take action to kill the man.

But she wouldn't care if she didn't say anything she could.

The temperament is extremely unpredictable and elusive.

When this rumor came to Rong Xian's ears, she was stopped by a patient who had just been cured and brainwashed.

"Doctor Veratrhea, the Buddha is very compassionate and merciful, and saves the suffering. You may not believe in the Buddha, but you cannot have malicious intentions towards him."

"The Buddha saved all sentient beings and saved the world with his own body, which led to our peaceful days."

Rong Xian was very harsh when he heard this. How dare a Buddha, who didn’t know the truth, save the world alone?

Save the Lilliput Kingdom in the Dream.

She looked at the female patient who had recovered from her body and asked curiously: "I wonder what kind of world-destruction has happened in this world, and I have troubled the Buddha to sacrifice himself and save the world?"

Passersby who had been watching for a long time said excitedly: "I know this."

He recalled the legend he had heard and said with a serious expression: "Legend 100,000 years ago, a demon from outside the territory came with a sword, splitting the world with one sword, and thousands of creatures turned into ashes before they could wail. When the demon waved the second piece, the Buddha Lord stepped forward and fought with the demon for ten years."

He said with admiration: "Ten years later, the Buddha master won a great victory in repelling the devil, but he fell due to serious injuries. But his spirit transcended and became the supreme Buddha, protecting our people."

Rong Xian noticed the man's vague Zen intention and suspected that he was a serious Buddhist practice.

She pondered for a moment, and after hesitation, she couldn't help but say, "The devil retreated after failure, but the Buddha Lord fell seriously injured. Do you call this a great victory?"

She pulled the corners of her mouth, frozen her expression on the mockery, and then said, "Please forgive me for being ignorant. The first time I knew Dasheng meant this."

Man: "..." Although I know what you said makes sense, you just came up with such a straightforward explanation of your shortcomings, and I am afraid you don't want to go out of the Western Pole intact.

"You?" the female patient said angrily, "Anyway, the Buddha's master has won a great victory, and he has saved everyone else."

Rong Xian was silent, but still had no nerve to ask how many people were left in the end.

All of this refers to ten, one hundred, or two hundred?

After all, 100,000 years have passed, and even if you only save one man and one woman in the end, you can allow the Western Continent to reproduce to this point.

After all, this place is really poor, with only a lot of people left.

As if he could see what Rong Xian was thinking, the man lowered his face and taught a lesson: "What do you know? If the Buddha had not mainly protected the Western Continent on the basis of repelling the devil, he would not have been defeated so miserably."

Rong Xian raised her lips and said meaningfully: "So you also know that the Buddha was defeated miserably."

The man asked in disbelief: "I told the truth."

Rong Xian nodded and replied seriously: "You said it."

The man subconsciously covered his mouth, and he looked left and right like a thief. He met the female patient's incredible eyes, then coughed lightly and continued to Rong Xian as if nothing had happened: "Don't interrupt. In short, even if the Buddha did not win, no one can erase his contribution to the Western Pole Continent."

"Yes, so if you are in our village, you will be burned to sacrifice to heaven." The female patient said in a cold tone.

Rong Xian put on a pure smile, exuding a harmless aura all over her body, and said sweetly: "Then he is so powerful, can he bring you back to life?"

The female patient frowned, and keenly noticed that the topic was a bit threatening to her and did not speak out.

However, the man seemed to have regarded Rong Xian’s problem as a problem, and said with a confused expression: “No one knows this, but the Buddha can see the past and the future and save sentient beings, which must be able to bring people back to life.”

He handed over a supporting role: "Doctor Veratis is very curious."

Rong Xian smiled softly and said to the truth: "I know you are wondering why I asked this. I just wanted to experiment with whether the Buddha really has the ability to revive the dead."

She raised her eyes, glanced at the man's surprised face, and continued slowly, "You are lucky to see this scene."

After saying that, she didn't say hello, waved her sleeves and waved her hands, and her huge slap was printed on the void and madly absorbing the power of heaven and earth.

Then, he slapped the woman into the ground with one palm.

The attack dissipated, and in front of him was a huge deep pit in the shape of five fingers. The energy scattered around him blew the man's hair.

Rong Xian stroked the wrinkles that did not exist on her lower sleeves, and said to the man casually: "Okay, now you can pray to the Buddha to see if he can resurrect the woman under the pit."

Man: You have made people into flesh paste, and the Buddha's Lord even wants to resurrect that person, but he has no choice.

But when he met Rong Xian's eyes, his scalp numb and he shuddered all over his body: "I'm asking for Buddha now."

He knelt on the ground with a snap, kneeling skillfully and standardly, muttering to recite Buddhist scriptures, reached out and took out a string of Buddhist beads in his sleeves.

Rong Xian looked around and smiled as if nothing had happened: "So you are really a Buddhist practitioner."
Chapter completed!