"Amitabha--"
In the vast sound of Buddha's voice, the Buddha's hands were clasped together, his treasures were solemn, and his eyes looking at the demon coffin were full of compassion for all living beings.
"Chijun, how can the world be wronged?"
Chi Changyuan, who was preempted by Fozi to speak out:...?
He suddenly couldn't care less about his true body.
I originally wanted to raise the coffin and let the latecomers take the lead, but——
Chi Changyuan pushed the demon coffin - very good, didn't push it.
Was it an accident?
He couldn't help but push harder - the demon coffin still didn't move at all.
Oh, it turned out to be no accident.
Feeling the suppression of Buddha nature coming from the demon coffin, Chi Changyuan clenched his fists.
This bald donkey is really yin!
Can you still have fun playing?
He got so angry that he tried to smash the coffin!
Unfortunately……
With the Buddha's skill taking effect first, his coffin-smashing movement was minimal.
It happened that Buddha was still outside speaking in an upright manner.
"Chijun, for the disaster a thousand years ago, all sentient beings have paid the price for their greed. After a thousand years... is it possible that you still want the world to bury you with you?"
He sighed pitifully——
"The young monk speaks softly, but if it is for the sake of all sentient beings in this world, the young monk is willing to sacrifice himself to save the devil!"
"Chijun..."
…
Chi Changyuan, who is still in the coffin:...
Chijun, Chijun, Chijun, you damn jun!
Damn bald donkey, have you finished farting?
He clenched his fists, thinking that he had not shown up even once...
Who can bear this?
No, do you really think he is a soft persimmon that anyone can step on?
Forget about the real body, that bald donkey and himself are both clones, who is more noble than the other?
Do you really think there is nothing you can do against him?
In anger, Chi Changyuan spilled blood on the demon coffin on the spot!
Don't forget, he is extremely poisonous.
Since the demon coffin couldn't be opened, he wouldn't open it. Wouldn't he just corrode the demon coffin and that would be the end of it!
then--
Just when Buddhist disciples were about to create the illusion that Chi Changyuan seemed to be influenced by him——
"Zizzizi——"
A heart-wrenching sound slowly appeared in everyone's ears.
Under the gaze of everyone, the demon coffin was like paper meeting fire, slowly melting from the inside out...
"Bald donkey——"
The two words "cold", even if the figure that emerged from the demon coffin had no other words, could make people feel a sense of extreme disgust and irritation.
"How dare you appear in front of me!"
Chi Changyuan looked at Fozi who paused and sneered.
Obviously, the bald donkey opposite didn't expect that he could actually come out of the demon coffin.
OK, OK!
What a good Buddhist!
It would have been better to be pried out of the coffin by the main body!
But it's not a big problem now.
He cleared his throat and forced himself to let himself go before Fu Zi wanted to speak.
"You are a despicable, hypocritical, vicious, and full of lies villain. Why do you have the nerve to mention things that happened thousands of years ago? If it weren't for you, how could she..."
Chi Changyuan, who couldn't make it up, should have left it in suspense. As soon as he changed his words, he continued to scold the Buddha, pointed at the group of common people, and just looked up to the sky and smiled, looking completely like he was being let down and persecuted by the Buddha.
"The world, all living beings? You deserve one living being at a time... Hahahaha, ridiculous, extremely ridiculous! How dare you tell what happened a thousand years ago in front of these so-called sentient beings behind you!"
Every word Chi Changyuan spoke silenced the people of the Six Nations.
"Son of Buddha, I just want to ask you, can your hands that are stained with blood from slaughtering sentient beings thousands of years ago be washed clean now?"
