I sold the system to the saints in the prehistoric times and I lost money.

Guanyin drove the auspicious clouds in panic and returned to Lingshan immediately.

Countless Bodhisattvas looked at him with resentment, and the Buddhist monk who had been training him for hundreds of years died suddenly at his hands.

However, due to his low cultivation level, he could only hide this grievance in his heart. Countless Bodhisattvas and Arhats could only cast indignant looks.

Seeing Guanyin return to Lingshan Hall, they all turned away and didn't even say hello.

In the past, Guanyin, with his small belly and chicken intestines, would definitely discuss with him what Mahayana Buddhism is.

"Guanyin! Do you know your sin?"

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he was sternly questioned by the ancient Buddha Deng Deng, which was like a sharp sword hitting Guanyin's soul.

The pressure belonging to the pinnacle of quasi-sage made it difficult for Guanyin to move at all.

In the early stage of Quasi-Sainthood, to face the veteran strong men at the peak of Quasi-Sainthood? Isn't this seeking death? The other party is the most mysterious among the great Buddhas in Lingshan.

In the past, Tathagata would have to call out "Deng Deng Ancient Buddha" even if he was faced with a burning lamp.

When he was conferring the gods to measure the calamity, when he was still the real person of Chanjiao Cihang, the opponent was the deputy leader of Chanjiao, and his cultivation level was at the pinnacle of quasi-sage.

Facing this ancient Buddha, Guanyin really has no temper. He has been bullied by him since he was teaching. Now that he is caught by the other party, wouldn't he have to peel off his skin?

"Reporting to the ancient Buddha, it was my lack of discipline that caused the boy to accidentally kill the golden cicada. Guanyin is willing to take the blame."

"But now, the most important thing is to go to the underworld to fish out Jin Chanzi's soul."

When Ran Deng heard the words, he snorted coldly, with endless power, the suppressed Lingshan was shaken.

"Do you know how much merit it cost to have a body of merit in ten lives?"

"When Jin Chanzi entered the underworld, how could it be that you just fished it out as you asked?"

What's more, now that the calamity is about to begin, at this critical moment, if the Buddhist scripture seeker dies, won't Lingshan become a joke to the entire ancient world?

He glanced coldly at the trembling Guanyin. This person was a coward in explaining his teachings. In order to achieve his goal, he had slandered him in front of Yuan Yuan more than once.

He even said in front of Yuan Yuan more than once that he was rebellious. Now that he has made such a big mistake, he must be punished.

For his own selfish reasons, he beat Jin Chanzi to death and then shamelessly passed it on to the boy?

Such a big lie can be used to deceive other Buddhas, but how can it deceive him into lighting a lamp?

"I realize my mistake. I am willing to go to the underworld in person. I will definitely bring Jin Chanzi's soul back."

Ran Deng was quite satisfied with Guanyin's attitude, but this was not the result he wanted.

"Well, that's good. You can go to the underworld and pass this sutra to Ksitigarbha."

Ran Deng took out a simple scripture, and the endless gray atmosphere filled the air. Fortunately, Guanyin also came to the Tao and accepted it instantly.

Although he was confused, he didn't show it.

"Disciple obeys the order and will definitely bring it."

After saying that, Guanyin spoke again.

"I want to fish out the soul, but I still need Taishang Laojun's Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill. I hope the ancient Buddha can help me get one. This disciple will definitely be grateful."

As an ancient powerful man, Ran Deng was a figure of the same era as the Three Qing dynasties.

Before Sanqing could become a saint, their relationship was extremely good, so he had to let him go with the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill.

This was the reason why he rushed back to Lingshan as soon as possible. After ten lifetimes of merit, the underworld did not dare to let him reincarnate easily.

"Well, this is a bit difficult to handle."

"But that boy of yours is so brave. It's so hard to keep your eyes peeled when you look for him later."

The figure of Ran Deng slowly disappeared from the main hall, but the words he left behind made Guanyin breathe a sigh of relief.

"Disciple obeys the order."

Guanyin was relieved. Ran Deng apparently let her go and admitted that the boy accidentally killed Jin Chanzi.

He took a deep breath, glanced at everyone, and spoke indifferently.

"You all perform your duties, and those who participate in measuring the calamity must not be careless."

After saying that, without waiting for the Buddhas to respond, he rode the auspicious clouds straight to Luojia Mountain, took enough treasures and went straight to the underworld.

If it were a mortal, just fish out the soul and put it into the body.

Jin Chanzi is different. If he wants to be completely resurrected, he still needs the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill and many heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

The golden cicada cultivated by the Buddhas in Lingshan with endless merit and virtue has gathered countless causes and effects into one body. The causes and effects involved are too great, otherwise it would not have been possible to cultivate a body of virtue in ten lifetimes.

Everyone in Lingshan suddenly became distressed because of Jin Chanzi's death.

After inquiring, I found out that it was the Guanyin boy who had killed him. They gathered one after another and went to Luojia Mountain to get an explanation from the other party.

How much merit have they invested over hundreds of years? If there’s not one hundred thousand, then it’s only eighty thousand, right?

Was he just handed over to Huo Huo by the other party like this? Who can bear this?

But on the other side, there is the Lingxiao Palace above the sky.

The Jade Emperor sat on the dragon chair, holding a wine glass and scanning the numerous immortals, Buddhas, demons, and ghosts in the audience. He looked at Tathagata next to him, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and felt indescribably happy.

The two of you have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, and this is the first time you have seen each other feel so aggrieved.

This wave was one of being stabbed in the back by one of your own, without any mercy and covered in blood.

Being humiliated in front of the sentient beings in the three realms was undoubtedly more uncomfortable than killing him for Duobao, who wanted to lose face.

But no one dares to touch Tathagata at this time. Who doesn't know that the other party is on the verge of explosion?

"Ahem!"

Seeing that the time is almost up, everything that should come has come.

Those who don't come will probably never come back. It's just a pity that no saint came. It seems that they still don't take him as a great deity in their eyes.

Supervising the three realms for the Taoist ancestors and controlling thousands of creatures in the wild, it stands to reason that saints are also within his jurisdiction.

However, my own strength is not enough, I have power but no power.

"Hmph! I'll wait for you to be free for a while! When I break through, I'll be the first one to get you under the knife!"

Seeing Tathagata staring at him with a gloomy face, Haotian seemed even happier, but he was snorting with disdain in his heart.

After a few coughs, the immortals and Buddhas also stopped talking. They knew that the show was about to begin.

"For the sake of the stability of the Three Realms, and in order to better monitor the Three Realms, I have decided to abolish the ancient rules of heaven."

When people heard this, they also became energetic. This was a change of rules. It was equivalent to saying that they had slapped themselves in the face.

Although he was a little confused, he still listened attentively.

"First!"

"Immortals and mortals cannot be combined. I think this is very unreasonable."

"Mortals also have great perseverance and great intelligence. If a few people can't tolerate mortals, how can we treat all three worlds equally?"

Countless immortals knelt down and worshiped, shouting that Your Majesty is wise.

This is related to their own interests, and then there will be no need to sneak around in the lower world.

Being able to generously leave one's own orthodoxy in the lower world, isn't this a lot of merit and virtue of faith?

"The second point is that it is unfair to mortals to abolish the fact that mortals cannot cultivate immortality and achieve enlightenment without going through ten reincarnations."

They are also existences recognized by heaven and earth. Strictly speaking, they are also part of the primitive creatures, and they should also be protected by heaven.

Haotian ignored the immortals who were whispering to each other and looked at everyone seriously.

He spoke indifferently, and his cold tone filled the entire Lingxiao Palace.

"I withdraw from the journey to the west to measure the calamity, but it does not mean that I give up the mortal world. They are also my people. They are different from immortals and mortals. I will soon set up a supervisory envoy to travel in the mortal world."

"If you are found to be bullying ordinary people by relying on your own cultivation, I will punish you severely."

"No matter which force you come from, no matter who is standing behind you!"

With a serious expression and a cold tone, the atmosphere in Lingxiao Palace suddenly became extremely solemn.

At this moment, the immortals had an idea in their hearts, that is, the puppet Haotian has risen to prominence today, and is no longer constrained everywhere, and no longer has to compromise.