After saying these words, Ngawang Luo no longer bothered Ye Wuwu, and turned his head to look at Cangyangcuo at this moment.

With a wave of Ngawang Luo's big hand, Ye Wuwu suddenly felt that the terrifying coercion that permeated him suddenly relaxed a lot at this moment.

Ye Wuwu sat up, his eyes a little confused.

The corners of Awangluo's mouth twitched, and he said lightly.

"Sorry, mistaken."

Then, Ngawang Luo's right hand pressed down lightly, and before Ye Wuwu could speak, he was pressed back to the ground.

Immediately, Ye Wuwu felt that Cang Yangcuo, who was also on the ground beside him, got up at this moment and sat up cross-legged.

Ye Wuwu: "......"

Ye Wuwu thought about it and struggled, and raised a finger towards Ngawang Luo with all his strength.

Ngawang Luo squinted his eyes, and although he couldn't read it, it didn't prevent him from doing it.

The pressure on Ye Wuwu's body was a little heavier.

Ye Wuwu had nothing more to say.

Ngawang Luo's originally gloomy face at this moment suddenly changed back to his original solemn face, he looked at Cangyangcuo in front of him, and said slowly.

"Nian you have condensed the golden body Buddha statue, I can give you another chance."

Speaking of this, Ngawang Luo paused, glanced at Cang Yangcuo's unchanged expression, and frowned slightly.

"Go back with me, and I can help you one more time and make you a Buddha."

"Buddhism, we need a living true Buddha."

Ngawang Luo's eyes lit up, and as he said, for Buddhism, a living Buddha in the human world is extremely important.

After becoming a Buddha, you can go to the Western Heaven Elysium and go to the true holy place of Buddhism.

But it is also possible to forcibly stay in this world.

Beyond the realm above the first product, the true Buddha will make a move, and the power of Buddhism can completely set foot in the land of the Three Kingdoms.

Buddhism can also change the decline of recent decades and confirm its transcendent status.

After all, no one has become a Buddha in Buddhism for nearly a hundred years.

On the other hand, there was a person who ascended thirty years ago.

In the face of Ngawang Luo's words, Cangyangcuo just smiled.

He spoke lightly, softly, but with disdain.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Ngawangro's expression suddenly became furious.

Ye Wuwu could clearly feel that the terrifying coercion that permeated the surroundings suddenly struck at this moment, and then it was overwhelmingly pressed towards Cang Yangcuo's body.

Although Ye Wuwu couldn't see it at the moment, he could also hear the sound of the other party's bones clicking under the coercion.

Cang Yangcuo's face was a little hideous at this moment, and blood continued to overflow from the seven orifices, and the blood changed from pale gold at the beginning, to ordinary bright red, and finally turned black.

Dressed in a red monk's robe, he couldn't tell whether it was red with blood or its own color at the moment.

But despite this, Cang Yangcuo still sat there cross-legged, even if his body was already blurred with flesh and blood, he never lowered his head after all.

Seeing Cangyangcuo's appearance, Ngawang Luo clenched his hands into fists, and trembled slightly uncontrollably.

He was furious.

The proud son of the Son of Heaven of Buddhism, who has been paying attention to the object since he was born, dared to go against his will at this moment, and even said the bastard words "What do you have to do with me".

Thinking of this, Ngawangluo's eyes were even more angry, and he pointed at Cangyangcuo and said angrily.

"Cangyangcuo, if you can't become a Buddha or not, you can't help it, even if you only have a corpse left today, this sect master will bring him back to the Buddha Gate to make him a Buddha."

"As for that woman, this sect master will send her on the road with this Ye Shi Master."

Ngawangluo sneered, and with a wave of his big hand, a coercion that made ordinary people feel suffocated resurfaced and rushed towards Cangyangcuo.

Dengfeng realm can attract the power of heaven and earth.

Since Cangyangcuo refused to become a Buddha, he bullied him, oppressed him and humiliated him, and after the other party's mind and will were exhausted, he took his body back and gave the same empowerment to the living Buddha, but it was just a little troublesome.

Ye Wuwu felt this terrifying coercion at this moment, his face changed, and he struggled and shouted towards Cangyangcuo.

"Enough monks, don't hold on, admit it, you will die."

Cang Yangcuo squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying towards Ye Wuwu at this moment, but in the next second, blood continued to overflow from his mouth.

After a few moments, Cangyangcuo's leg bones, which were sitting cross-legged, made a cracking sound at this moment.

Ye Wuwu didn't see it, but he was shocked when he heard it.

Cang Yangcuo was unrecognizable at the moment, and his face was covered with flowing blood.

The red monk's robe, which was originally a little gray, had truly become a big red robe at the moment, and it was stained with bright red.

Ngawang Luo didn't care about it at the moment, but put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance, just adding some pressure to this side from time to time.

Cang Yangcuo couldn't support it at this moment after all, and after spitting out a mouthful of black blood again, his body fell to the ground.

But he still used his distorted face to face Ye Wuwu, and the corners of his mouth moved, as if he was smiling again.

"Leaf ...... Lord Ye, see you...... To Maggie...... Ami. ”

Ye Wuwu's face was complicated, and he gently turned his head to the other side, not knowing whether he didn't want to face that terrifying face or feel guilty about the other party.

He said softly.

"If I knew it was like this, I wish I hadn't seen it."

Cang Yangcuo smiled: "So...... She, beautiful or not. ”

Ye Wuwu was helpless in his heart, what is the problem, people are gone, and they still have to ask if women are beautiful?

Probably this is the imminent death of man, exposing his true nature, right?

Sure enough, he is a merry monk.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuwu said helplessly.

"Beautiful, that's naturally good-looking."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter to you whether you're beautiful or not, you're going to be gone, and you don't care if others are beautiful or not."

Cang Yangcuo thought about it at this moment and grinned.

"The woman I like, that's naturally extremely beautiful."

Ye Wuwu sighed and sneered.

"But you'll never see you again."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Wuwu was thrown high by a strong force, and then fell to the ground on the side.

Ye Wuwu looked up, but it was Ngawang Luo who looked at the two of them with a gloomy face at the moment.

"When death is coming, don't forget that woman, Cangyangcuo, Cangyangcuo, okay, this sect master will give you a ride first."

A palm print condensed with true qi suddenly appeared in front of Ngawang Luo at this moment, visible to the naked eye.

Cang Yangcuo didn't know why at this moment, but he suddenly straightened up under the heavy pressure, and folded his hands, like an old monk in a trance.

His face, which could no longer be seen, moved at this moment, and he smiled softly.

"The little monk also wants to make a poem for the woman."

Ngawanglo's face was momentarily surprised, but then he sneered.

"Cangyangcuo, you are looking for death."

Cang Yangcuo lowered his head and said softly.

"I survived again and again in order to die."

The surrounding coercion froze for a moment.

Awangluo's face changed slightly, and he no longer hesitated, and slapped it with one palm.

The terrifying palm print fluttered violently at this moment, smashing down from the top of Cangyangcuo's head, as if it wanted to annihilate Cangyangcuo.

Cangyangcuo closed his eyes.

At this moment, my mind is like watching flowers, one by one, the words I have said to each other that day, and the poems I have written for each other.

In the past, as he asked the Buddha for many years, he had already had some vague memories, along with the woman's voice, which appeared as clearly as a picture scroll in Cangyangcuo's mind at this moment.

Snow Mountains, Deserts, Grasslands, Qinghai ......

Cangyang Cuo's eyes, which had already been stained with blood, showed a strange clarity at this moment.

Asking the Buddha has not broken a realm for seven years, but it is a knot in the heart.

He chanted slowly.

"I finally understood that there was a thought in the world that could not be described in words, rough and sad."

Between heaven and earth, starting from Cangyangcuo, as if something was broken, like a shackle that had been bound for many years, at this moment finally found the right key and slowly opened.

There is a golden Buddha statue that appears between heaven and earth!

The Buddha statue glared angrily.

Majestic and kind.