Chapter 222 Ksitigarbha Bewitched

Hell.

At this time, Ksitigarbha looked at the mobile phone, his eyes were a little confused, deeply confused.

After watching Qin Hao's "Quest for Demons", he realized that the world here is actually not that different from the world he is in.

It seems that there are witches, immortals, and barbarians, but they are all just a kind of differentiation.

He watched it completely, only to realize that it was completely different from the demon in his impression, he saw the protagonist Su Ming grow up step by step, in fact, Su Ming is also a good person, everything is forced and helpless.

"What is a demon?"

Ksitigarbha murmured in a low voice: "I believe that the so-called demon is the scourge of the world, an executioner with bloody hands, devoid of conscience and extinction of humanity!"

"But now, it seems that's not the case."

Ksitigarbha held the mobile phone, his eyes were concentrated, and the sound of Buddha sounded around him, but he didn't notice that wisps of black air gradually surrounded him.

"Where is the boundary between Buddha and demon?"

Ksitigarbha raised his head and looked at the darkness in the distance. In the darkness, he could only hear the screams and howls of ghosts, and from time to time, he could see a trace of green flame.

The underworld never sees light!

As a Buddhist sect, he has suppressed the underworld for tens of thousands, or even tens of millions of years, and saved hundreds of millions of innocent souls with his own power.

This is also his great wish, vowing not to become a Buddha if the hell is not empty!

But has this world become clear because of his efforts?

Has no evil ever happened?

After many years of suppressing the underworld, Buddhists, have they ever seen him?

The world only knows the four great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, and I am one of them, but have you ever walked half a step out of this filthy hell?

Has anyone ever invited him to return to the human world, return to Lingshan to become a Buddha?

Why does the Tathagata enjoy the worship and offerings of hundreds of millions of living beings while sitting on the Lingshan Mountain, but no one looks at him?

How many years?

Can't remember, can't remember at all!

There is only one person to listen to, to be with him, and to be a Buddha all one's life. What exactly do you want?

Ksitigarbha lowered his head, his eyes were deep, and he felt as if his heart was being pressed down by a huge boulder, making his chest seem to burst.

The Buddha's eyes, which were originally full of Buddha nature, became brighter and brighter, but slowly turned into black, and wisps of black air burst out from the eyes.

This is, magic energy!

"At the end of the day, this seat is just guarding the underworld, and we don't give too many opportunities for Daomen to intervene in the underworld!"

Ksitigarbha murmured in a low voice. Although he is a Bodhisattva, his real strength has already surpassed this level. However, there is only one Amitabha Buddha in Buddhism. If the Tathagata never fails, others will never be able to become real Buddhas!

"Buddha, demon, what's the use of this? It's better to be a demon!"

The Ksitigarbha King is enlightened, what can a Buddha do, what can a demon do?

In this world, why can't we have a good time and be a real self, and why bother to pursue those illusory things?

Buddhism regards me as an outsider, why should I respect Buddhism?

Ksitigarbha King's previous body of Buddha's light seemed to have disappeared in an instant, and what was left was only endless darkness, and the pitch-black demonic energy was turbulent.

The last trace of Buddhism appeared, and the Three Thousand Buddha Kingdoms sang Sanskrit, but only for a moment, it became a piece of Shura Demon Land.

"Hehe, I have been deceived for hundreds of millions of years! If it weren't for this book, I am afraid I would not know how long I would have been deceived by them!"

Ksitigarbha raised his head, two black tears dripped from his pitch-black eyes.