When Fang Ning heard that the essence of Ghost King Bodhisattva was about to come, he immediately knew that things were going to be difficult again.

From the previous confrontation between Zhinan and his original demon lord, he understood a fact: this is separated from two realms, which should have been one body and two sides, and the incarnation of the unity of a unity community also had great contradictions and conflicts.

The root of the contradiction is very simple. This incarnation is hanging alone, just like the separatist vassal states, and already has the idea of ​​independence.

If you are in the same world, this situation will naturally not happen. All the thoughts in the incarnation are under the control of the original body.

Sitting on the flower hill, Fang Ning sighed, "Your Majesty, what you said is really right. This matter has never been perfect. The incarnation is indeed good. It can help the original body to block disasters. But if you are left outside for a long time, people will rebel."

"Is this normal? I have to run a horse and not give it to grass. I also have to fatten myself. After running, I will kill the meat without rebelling and wait for the New Year to be killed?" The old man was confident.

"Now, let's take a look at the incarnation of the good god. How did they resolve the conflicts between them?" Fang Ning had no idea, so he could only drag it to see first.

He knew exactly how Zhinan dealt with his original demon master. He did not hesitate to learn the master's righteousness skills, switched the sect, cut hard, released the good thoughts of suppression, and captured all the other eight similar ones in one. And he has not yet recovered his original state. It is obvious that he wants to cheat the original again in the future.

This is the way the devil does, so what can the Bodhisattva do?

He wanted to see if there were any differences.

"No matter how they resolved it, I can't suffer any loss anyway." The old man made a fuss.

"..." Fang Ning rolled his eyes.

At this time, the insect big green floated over and said, "You are young, you are idle anyway. Why don't you call out your imperial chef and cook some food and have a picnic?"

"..." Fang Ning twisted his face and said lightly, "You think beautifully."

Is it not good for him to read two books secretly when he has the cooking time?

It's just impossible.

"Stingy, despise you," the big green worm said angrily as soon as he saw that the plan could not succeed, "I still want to tell you what the old Bodhisattva is."

"Uh, let's talk about it," Fang Ning couldn't help but say embarrassedly, and quickly secretly told the old man, "Get out a plate of your shiny dishes."

"Damn it, every time you make trouble, you have to make up for it from me." The old man was also angry.

"Don't look like a child, be generous. Don't you want to know this information?" Fang Ning said without saying a word.

The old man had to take out a plate of glowing dishes for him.

Fang Ning borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and placed it in front of the big green insects.

"Just just said casually, don't take it seriously..." Fang Ning said lightly.

The big green worm's eyes lit up, and then said embarrassedly: "Actually, if you don't give me food, I will tell you too. After all, you asked me questions with this luminous dish last time, but I didn't give you the answer."

"Well, it's really a simple insect. I'll forget it if I don't mention it." Fang Ning said to the old man.

"Hmph, who do you want to show the two drama masters?" the old man said angrily.

"Of course I'll show you." Fang Ning said with confidence.

"..." The old man had nothing to say.

Daqing was indeed just polite, and the next second, he completely swallowed the dishes.

Then it patted its belly and said, "It's a pity, it's too little. But it's good to have this taste. I'll tell you what the old Bodhisattva is like..."

"Talk slowly, don't worry." Fang Ning said seriously.

"That old Bodhisattva is a rare good man. My old father said this. If kindness among gods is a kind of weird thing, then this old Bodhisattva is a strange thing among weird things."

Zhun Daqing seemed to be trapped in long-standing memories, and there was a trace of confusion, a trace of confusion, and a trace of emotion in the insect's eyes.

"What's wrong with this bug? Can you have so many emotions in one look?" the old man said in confusion.

"No matter how naive a guy is, he will have deep moments," Fang Ning took the opportunity to give the old man a stick. "This is very similar to you, and you occasionally have very smart times."

"..." The old man was very innocent.

Hearing the following words, one person and one bucket quickly understood why Daqing had such emotions.

"I remember that a few years ago, I was very hungry, so I went to our own territory of the Heavenly Man tribe to find something to eat..." Daqing slowly told a story, "At that time, the vitality was disintegrating, without magic support, and the harvest was very poor. The civilians begged the gods and Buddhas, but none of them paid attention to them. Only this old Bodhisattva came forward and he let me exempt the food that the people should pay."

"I said I was very hungry too, and then he cut off the meat from his legs and gave it to me... He said that I could eat the flesh of the Bodhisattva to satisfy my hunger, but mortals could not eat it. mortals could only eat the food grown in the field."

"I just remembered this recently. I forgot a lot of things when I came down. I didn't expect that I actually had a relationship with this new dad."

"Then did you eat it in the end?" Fang Ning asked quickly. This is the real version of cutting flesh and feeding the eagle. I didn't expect that the body of the Ghost King Bodhisattva could really do such a thing?

You should know that this was originally just a legend in mythology, but in reality, there was a filial son who cut his flesh and feeds his mother.

"Of course there is no more. My old father suddenly appeared and refused to let me eat it. He also waived the taxes from the people." Chong Daqing said angrily, as if he felt very regretful for not eating the Bodhisattva meat that he had not eaten.

"Fortunately, if you eat Bodhisattva meat, you will probably become an evil insect." Fang Ning shook his head and said.

"Okay, I've finished talking about the old Bodhisattva. It's okay, I'll leave first, you'll be in a daze here." Chong Daqing was a little embarrassed and wanted to escape.

"Wait, don't you say that the old Bodhisattva will come down soon, you don't want to see what will happen between them?" Fang Ning blocked.

Since there is this cause and effect between Daqing and the old Bodhisattva, it is likely to play a significant role.

"Then wait for me, I'll find some honey brewed by the little bees and the others to eat." After Chong Daqing said that, he flew towards a colorful area in the distance.

Fang Ning did not stop him anymore. He thought to himself that when he saw this, the essence of this Ghost King Bodhisattva was so kind that he was a bit pedantic.

Could it be that his divine thought can be kind to others everywhere, never put on the air of God, nor can he use his power to squeeze out other people's blood and sweat?

From this point of view, this old Bodhisattva is really rare.

It's like a guy who cares about small animals appears in the Tyrannosaurus Rex class.

Fang Ning also witnessed the Buddha's true style. The five arhats who snatched blood and killed the land fully demonstrated the essence of Buddhism in the upper realm.
Chapter completed!