"Amitabha!"

A distant and mighty Buddha voice suddenly came out.

The scene in front of Chu Yun was changing wildly, and the figure that haunted him had disappeared, replaced by a blood lotus.

"Stinky monk, it's you again!" the blood-colored figure gritted his teeth, and then said angrily.

A small monk with a strong golden light appeared out of thin air.

The monk had a little cinnabar at the center of his eyebrows, and his face was very handsome.

After Chu Yun saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then a strong impact instantly poured into his brain.

It was a very majestic and chaotic memory.

Chu Yun's eyes first flashed with a look of confusion, and then he quickly came to his senses again.

"I remembered........." Chu Yun muttered to himself, and there was a stain of water in the corner of his eye.

"Ding, the system update is successful. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting a final chance to summon the gods. ”

"Ding, spiritual recovery begins!"

A familiar voice sounded in my head again, as if I had been in a different world.

The world has quietly changed.

Countless monks in retreat suddenly opened their eyes, and their faces were shocked.

"What's going on?" said an old man's eyes full of shock and bewilderment.

"Heaven and earth aura, why is it suddenly thickened?" an old woman in the Ice Palace was stunned for a moment, and then said with a look of ecstasy.

...............

The monk slowly walked down from the air, and then walked to the opposite side of the blood lotus.

He also felt the change in this world, but his face did not change in the slightest.

It's as if it all had nothing to do with him.

"Stinky monk, what are you doing here?" the blood-colored figure snorted coldly, and then said angrily.

"The time has come for the donor to stay here any longer. The little monk smiled slightly, and then said to the blood-colored figure.

"What do you mean? you're going to let me go?" the blood-colored figure was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then said with a look of incredulity.

"Donor, you can leave. Monk Watana nodded, and then said with a kind face.

"Hmph, my body is still here, how do you let me go?"

Her body has taken root here, and she can't leave, and this stinky monk's words are simply farting!

"Donor, I'll help you transform. Monk Watana smiled slightly, and then slowly stretched out his right hand.

A huge amount of Buddha light burst out from his hand in an instant, and then fell onto the body of the blood-colored lotus.

A huge swastika appeared out of thin air, and then shrouded the top of the blood lotus's head.

"Stinky monk, I don't believe you would have such a good heart, stop me!" the blood-colored figure roared angrily.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Wataku clasped his hands together, then the corners of his mouth lightened, and a large string of scriptures came out of his mouth.

The scriptures manifested and danced in the air.

Soon, the blood lotus and the blood-colored figure were wrapped in a huge golden cocoon at the same time.

"Knock Knock Knock ........."

It was as if a heart was vibrating in the golden cocoon, exuding a huge amount of coercion.

Chu Yun looked at this scene with a confused expression, what is the situation?

After a short while, the huge golden cocoon shattered.

A beautiful figure slowly appeared.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, skin is better than snow, red hair hangs down the waist, slim.

The blood-colored petals turned into a long skirt that enveloped her graceful body.

"I ...... Is it really shapeshifted?" the beautiful woman's face was incredible, and the whole person was stunned.

It stands to reason that no youkai should be able to transform successfully now.

Could it be that the time that this stinky monk said is now?

The beautiful woman slowly raised her head, and she vaguely felt that the rules of heaven and earth were completely different from before.

When Monk Watana saw this beautiful and familiar face, a rare tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He recited the Buddha's name again in his heart, and then cleared the charm from his mind.

Now, after all, you and I are people of two worlds.

"Donor, you can leave now, and the poor monk will never stop you. Monk Wataku took a step back and made way for the beautiful girl.

The beautiful girl gritted her teeth, and then her big eyes rolled as if she were thinking about something.

"Hmph, you have to compensate me for keeping me here for two years!" the beautiful woman walked lightly, and then came to the front of the monk Watana.

It was the first time for a beautiful woman to look at this Buddhist master so closely, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

Savor the tender meat, it's so cute!

"This is indeed the fault of the poor monk, and the donor wants to compensate for something, but it doesn't hurt to say it. The little monk lowered his head in a little panic.

"Why don't you dare look at me, I'm ugly!" the beautiful woman snorted, and then said with great dissatisfaction.

"How beautiful is it? What about ugliness? The appearance of all beings is just a skin in the eyes of the poor monk. Monk Waku raised his head slowly, and then said in an elegant tone.

"Hmph, I'm still ugly, you look me in the eyes, say it again!" the beautiful woman stomped her foot in anger, and her eyes looked directly at the monk Watana.

The eyes of the monk Wakong looked at the beautiful eyes of the woman opposite, and in an instant, every inch was in chaos!

"Hmph, why are you lowering your head again? Are you looking down on me?" the beautiful woman seemed to be on a par with the monk Watana.

"It's not. Monk Wataku shook his head slowly, but did not raise his head.

He admitted that he did not dare to look directly at the woman in front of him.

He closed his eyes and began to recite the mantra of purifying his heart.

It stands to reason that with his profound Dharma practice, everything in the world is just a mirror in his eyes.

But the figure of the woman in my mind did not fade, but became clearer and clearer.

He felt that all the Buddhist scriptures he had read over the years had been in vain.

"Hmph, stinky monk, you're so annoying! Am I really that ugly? so ugly that you don't even want to look at me more?" said the beautiful woman with some sadness, her tone full of loss.

"No ........." After hearing the woman's lost voice, the monk felt as if he had committed a heinous crime, he hurriedly opened his eyes, and then looked at the beautiful woman opposite.

"Since I'm not ugly, why don't you dare to look at me?" said the beautiful woman menacingly.

"I ......" the Buddhist master who is usually the most good at crossing people to be kind, suddenly speechless.

"Tell me the truth, why don't you dare look at me?"

"The donor is beautiful, I dare not look at it. ”

"Didn't you say that in your eyes there is no difference between beauty and ugliness? liar!"

What sentient beings, beauty and ugliness are skins!

From the moment I saw you, I had no Buddha heart, and I only had you in my eyes.