call out!

A soft sound.

There was a crack in the void, and Xu Xiaoshou looked back abruptly.

But at the extremely high place of the Guizhe ruins, on the ladder to heaven in the clouds, a drop of black blood jumped out from nowhere.

It was lifted up and rotated quietly, as if it had gone through the vicissitudes of life.

"No!"

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils were shocked.

In his eyes, it was clearly a drop of black blood.

Suddenly, he was in a trance. It was not just a drop of blood, but transformed into...

"Buddha?"

…

Feng Xiaoshuang actually regretted it countless times.

She really wanted to turn off the mission and go home to have a good rest.

She really wants to live another five hundred, fifty... even five years.

She couldn't help it.

She could only carry the missionary mirror.

In response to the old master's order, he bit the bullet and aimed at the drop of black blood on the ladder to heaven.

In the missionary mirrors across the five regions, the images of Master Shou and Emperor Cangsheng suddenly shrank, replaced by the Ladder to Heaven and the Dead Sea.

"Hum!"

On one side, the black blood disappeared.

Above the clouds and the ladder to heaven, there turned into a majestic golden Buddha sitting cross-legged.

"Mode!"

On one side, the Dead Sea surges.

The Holy Slave was sleeveless, and after responding, his whole body was scorched.

He was like an empty shell, a body charred by the fire.

The cleft between his eyebrows is steep and bright, a bit out of place, as if the golden cinnabar does not belong to him.

When the cinnabar glowed with golden light, endless golden power of Buddha nature emerged from the burnt wound on his body, spurting out.

"gold?"

Feng Zhongzui blinked his eyes.

When I looked again, my scalp felt numb.

That is clearly the black demonic power!

The cinnabar that lights up is not a golden light, but a bloody red light!

There was no time for him to explain...

In the minds of everyone in the five regions, a sound originating from a heavy drink sounded:

"Sang Qiye, please give me the oracle!"

…

"Om mani padme hum..."

"Om mani padme hum..."

"Om mani padme hum..."

The sound of the Great Brahma Dragon before was astonishing to the world, but it was fundamentally different.

Because at this time, the six-character mantra does not arise gradually, nor does it no longer produce demonic qualities in people, but it is purely a gentle power to soothe people's hearts, but it also carries an absolute shock.

When on the golden ladder to heaven, the majestic golden Buddha casts golden light to the world.

In a sinful place like the Dead Sea, in the black water and in the cinnabar, the light of the Buddha also shines out.

Sleeveless and naked, Sang Lao was like a black stone. Suddenly his eyes woke up and he shouted:

"Go away with burnt skin, and return home if you have any grievances!"

In an instant, the black water around his body drained away, and golden light gathered.

"Buzz..."

Between the waves of golden light.

Behind him, a huge lotus platform appeared faintly.

On the ladder to heaven, sometimes it is black blood, sometimes it is the appearance of Buddha, and it has completely condensed into the latter.

The golden Buddha seemed to have eliminated his demonic nature in an instant, stood up on the ladder to heaven, and jumped forward.

"boom!"

The minds of the people in the five regions were greatly shocked.

But the Buddha on the ladder to heaven disappeared.

On the Universal Lotus Platform behind the Holy Slave, there is a huge Buddha sitting cross-legged.

It has a golden body, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a smile at the corner of its mouth, showing joy to others, its left hand is raised emptyly on the belly, with nothing hanging in it, and the right hand is lightly twisted on the chest, showing no seal or determination.

"This is……"

Just look at it this way.

The Big-Belly Buddha gives people the feeling of being carefree, and it is the golden body of the Buddha that could only be created in a peaceful and prosperous age.

It doesn't have much recognition.

Because of the prosperity and peace, everyone can only focus on the matters at hand, and do not have to place their faith in things that do not require faith.

Praying to heaven and gods, praying to Buddha and ancestors, none of them are as good as praying to oneself.

But the world didn't even have time to remember any of the insignificant features of this pot-bellied Buddha. In the blink of an eye, something terrible happened...

That Buddha has turned black!

It no longer has a kind look on its face, but has a sad expression on its face.

It is no longer careless, but carries something with both hands, a hanging skull bracelet, and a pinch to hold the seal.

The golden lotus platform, under the demonized Buddha image, faintly oozed some black liquid.

At a certain moment, when they were watching intently, everyone in the five regions was horrified to discover...

That Buddha is upside down!

It has its head on the lotus platform and its legs in the air - in this posture, the sad eyes hanging upside down are staring at the world, rolling, how weird!

Xu Xiaoshou was even frightened.

What kind of Buddha is this, so demonic?

Too inappropriate, too ungrateful, too ungrateful!

"Subversion, collapse, chaos..."

From this, he could only interpret such unreasonable thinking.

But the world is so tolerant, no matter how inappropriate, solemn, or serious, everything that exists makes sense.

As soon as the "inverted Buddha appearance" appeared, Mr. Sang suddenly became pious.

He lost his perverseness, lost his arrogance, and lost his infiltration.

Even the face that usually looked scary when you looked closer now looked very kind and friendly.

"Moved..."

Drunk eyes trembled in the wind.

Yes, the Holy Slave moved sleevelessly.

He took a step forward, and his charred body degenerated into a simple gray-brown monk's robe.

The black pure water surged and easily pushed away his straw hat.

It turned out that the hair on his head...which was full of dissatisfaction, all fell out, and he became like a monk.

This monk was born with red lips and white teeth, and a spot of cinnabar on his forehead, but his brows were frowned and he looked worried.

He took another step forward, but no change in his strength was seen. He quietly walked out of the Dead Sea and appeared next to Xu Xiaoshou.

"What?"
To be continued...