"What does senior brother mean?"

"This is something that had been agreed upon a thousand years ago. Xiniu Hezhou belongs to Buddhism, Dongsheng Shenzhou, we will never be involved. Nanzhanbuzhou depends on their own abilities. Why do senior brothers want to repent?"

"But I don't know if it's your own decision, or if the master has a decree to pass it down?" Guanyin Bodhisattva's voice was also a little cold.

She was really angry today.

First, the ancient Buddha of Randeng was swept away, but now he was forced to be beaten by Taiyi Zhenren.

The clay man is still angry, not to mention that he is a dignified Buddhist Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"You..., please use your master to suppress me. I won't take your trick!" Taiyi Zhen said in a thrilling voice.

"Bodhisattva, you also said that the great disaster of Journey to the West was something that was discussed a thousand years ago."

"But you are not following the plan for Journey to the West that you agreed on at the beginning!"

"If you follow your current plan, the spread of Mahayana Buddhism will be much more rough."

"But I don't know if this is the Buddhist's own decision or what decree was passed down by the two Buddhist uncles?" The Yu Ding Zhenren next to him suddenly spoke quietly.

Guanyin Bodhisattva's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but soon he returned to his expressionless face.

"What do you mean by senior brother?" she said.

"We have no intention of obstructing the Eastern Path of Buddhism. We only have one sentence from the elder brother. Since the Tathagata said that the agreement that had been invalidated a thousand years ago, should we establish a new agreement, or do we all act based on our ability?"

When Yu Ding Zhenren said this, he paused for a moment before continuing to explain: "After all, there are many inheritances in Xiniu Hezhou or Nanzhanbu Prefecture, and most of them are closely related to the Ancient Sect and the Heavenly Court. If you are allowed to spread any Mahayana Buddhism so widely, conflicts will be predictable."

"If you still let the younger generation make trouble like the great catastrophe of the Gods, you will inevitably suffer casualties. Now the catastrophe is strong. If the situation expands and leads to more and more immortals and Buddhas, I think this is not what the Buddhists are willing to see?"

"This matter... I will report to my Buddha Tathagata!" Guanyin Bodhisattva heard the threatening meaning in the words of the Jade Ding Zhenren and couldn't help but speak in a deep voice.

"Then can I leave?"

"Or does Buddhism want to have a fight with my brothers?" Yu Ding Zhenren asked with a slight squinted eyes.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed when he heard this and waved his hand silently behind him.

The Buddhist arhat who was facing a great enemy suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and quietly made a way out.

Taiyi Zhenren snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and took Jiuling Yuansheng and Yuding Zhenren into escape light and disappeared.

"Bodhisattva, I encountered such a serious provocation before I even left India. If I cannot severely punish the Nine Spirit Yuansheng, the more I will spread Buddhism to the east of my Buddhist temple, the more I will be afraid of it." Jin Chanzi said unwillingly.

"Do you think I don't understand?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva waved his hand irritably and sighed: "The situation is strange and changeable now. First, the demon clan Daluo appeared, and then the ancient Buddha of Lan Deng was unclear. Now the Ancestral Sect has publicly expressed its dissatisfaction with my Buddhist behavior. In addition, a heavenly court watching operas, what can we do?"

"If it is really openly hostile to the Academic Church and the situation expands infinitely, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked worried on her face, and then said, "This matter is too big, no matter you or I can't decide. You still need the Buddha to make an idea in person. Don't act rashly, just clean up the demon clan of Zhujie Mountain first, and wait for me to go back to Lingshan first."

After she said this, her figure disappeared in a flash.

Jin Chanzi's expression changed a little, but in the end he had to sigh.

Although he was the master of this great catastrophe, his right to speak in Buddhism is still too weak.

"Master!" A golden light flew back shakingly in the distance, revealing the figure of the six-eared macaque.

"Are you okay?" Jin Chanzi returned to her gentle and elegant appearance.

"Haha, it's just a few ribs broken, it's okay!" Liu Er Mihou spit out a mouthful of blood and grinned, but it's okay if he doesn't laugh, but this smile becomes more and more ferocious.

"Since it's okay, then go downstairs and cut off all the heads of these demons and take them back to the Jinping Mansion." Jin Chanzi said in a calm voice.

"Okay, Master, don't worry, I will definitely get this done!" Liu'er Mihou grinned and showed a cruel smile, and his figure flashed to Zhujie Mountain.

"Save me, save me!"

As soon as he landed, he saw a lion spirit who had not yet died crawling towards him with difficulty.

Maybe he was mistaken for a monster because he looked like a monkey.

"Save you?"

"Okay, I'll save you!"

A trace of coldness appeared in the eyes of Liu'er Mihou, and he walked into the lion spirit step by step.

He had just been slashed by the Tianniu Demon God for tens of thousands of miles, and the violent emotions hidden in his heart were nowhere to vent, and this guy just hit him in the gun.

He walked over, squatted in front of the lion spirit, opened his big hands and grabbed the lion spirit's head, and slowly exerted force.

"Ah..." The lion spirit screamed in pain.

"Bang!"

But Liu'er Mihou had no intention of relaxing, but instead deepened its strength. In the end, a golden light flashed in his hand and directly slammed the lion's head.

Blood splattered on his face, but Liu'er Mihou felt a hint of pleasure.

After being suppressed by Buddhism for tens of thousands of years, he could only experience true pleasure when he was killed.

When Jin Chanzi saw this scene in the distance, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips. He was also a little excited. Before he was conquered by Buddhism, he was a famous ferocious beast, the six-winged golden cicada, and his bloodthirsty level was no less than that of the six-eared macaque.

But in the end, he slowly closed his eyes, folded his hands together, and his face regained his compassionate appearance.

"Amitabha."

He chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and left step by step.

On a white cloud in the distance, Bai Gu, who had restrained all his breath, looked at this scene silently.

He completely heard the conversation between the big guys with the help of the coffin palace lanterns. In addition to secretly regretting that the Buddhist sect did not fight with the Ansect, Bai Gu also felt a hint of sadness.

He is sad for these demon races.

From beginning to end, the big guys didn't even look at the tens of thousands of demon soldiers on Zhujie Mountain. Perhaps in their eyes, these monsters were not even cannon fodder.

But after spending a few years with them, Bai Gu knew that they were all creatures with thoughts, joys, sorrows and happiness. Although most of them were cannibalistic, Bai Gu felt that they were actually no different from humans.

If one word is necessary to describe it, Bai Gu thinks they should be called weak people.
Chapter completed!