I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 486: Human beings are always bound by their own cognition

Ling peacefully looked at the people around him suspiciously.

Everyone seemed to be watching him with a little fear.

"What's the situation?" He didn't quite understand.

"I didn't do anything!"

He looked at the flow that fell to the ground and seemed to be stunned.

Then he looked around at the people who looked at him one by one, and didn't even dare to show up.

"Am I scary?" He looked at a young man who seemed to be holding a mobile phone and was about to take a photo, but froze in place and did not dare to move.

"No..." The young man showed a smile more ugly than crying: "Master Baoxiang is solemn and compassionate..."

"How can you be scared underneath?"

"Master?" Ling Ping'an was puzzled: "Bao Xiang is solemn? Very compassionate?"

He looked at the man's expression.

It doesn't feel right.

Yin and Yang taunt me strangely?

But I didn't do anything!

I am innocent.

So, Ling Ping took a step forward and looked at the man: "Friend, you can't talk nonsense!"

He pointed to the guy who fell there: "This person fell to the ground by himself!"

"Can't defile my innocence!"

"Being a man must be conscience!"

"Yes, yes!" The other party and the chicken nodded like a peck: "The master is right!"

"Who is the master?" Lingping became unhappy: "Are you scolding me?"

"Don't dare!" The other party seemed to be very scared, his calves were cramping, and the facial features on his face were about to gather together. He cautiously probed: "Bodhisattva Mercy?"

This...

The scolding is even worse!

Ling Ping's eyes glanced at the others.

In this exhibition hall, there are probably hundreds of people today.

But everyone was looking at him, looking terrified.

The young man in front of him was frightened.

I yelled: "My Buddha is merciful!"

He put his hands together and worshipped.

This...

Ling Ping sighed.

Don't be so swearing.

I am a good citizen and abiding by the law!

Since childhood, I have never broken the law.

I only walk on the sidewalk even when crossing the road.

How could I be a criminal?

But he looked at the traffic that fell on the ground and fell so hard that he hasn't gotten up until now.

Look at the people around again.

All of them are well-dressed.

So...

They misunderstood me as a murderous criminal?

These three become tigers...

How is it good?

But Lingping doesn't know what kind of image he is in the eyes of other people at this moment?

At this moment, on the marble floor of this exhibition hall.

The black lotus blossoms bloom like the floor projection technology in those TV evenings.

On every black lotus, there seems to be a monk with black hair and black robe who looks solemn and evil, who cannot see clearly.

The monk knocked the wooden fish.

Tuk tuk tuk!

The sound of wooden fish echoed in people's hearts.

Vaguely, there is a strange and terrifying Sanskrit singing, accompanied by the sound of wooden fish.

"Nanmo Amitabha..."

"Namo Amitabha!"

"Namo Amitabha!"

Sanskrit singing is solemn and sacred, just like the Buddha sings, and like the Buddhas praising.

There are pieces of Buddha treasures swaying in the soul, dissipating solemnity and sacredness.

However, it all happens to be combined.

This should be solemn, holy, holy and solemn Sanskrit.

But it seems weird that the evil Buddha from the six realms of **** is chanting sutras that blaspheme the Buddhas.

Just like what the demon king Bo Xun said to the Buddha.

"When the time comes to the end, my sons and grandchildren, put on your robes, destroy your Dharma, use the Buddha's name, follow the way of demons!"

People trembled and trembled.

In this extremely evil and terrifying atmosphere, who would dare to sit still?

King Zhe protects oneself, is on the road.

Therefore, hundreds of people looked at the man with his feet on the black lotus, and his plain face, revealing an extremely proud, extremely indifferent, and extremely evil look.

His eyes are as if they were soaked in ink.

Dark and deep.

So people couldn't help but swallow.

"My Buddha is merciful!" Everyone praised.

Pretend to be grandson in front of such evil characters.

I didn’t see Fangcai, others were called masters, and they were immediately unhappy. They were also very unhappy to call Bodhisattva until they shouted ‘My Buddha’s Mercy’.

Is this weird young man finally relieved, showing a look of "children can teach"?

A man can bend and stretch.

Call "My Buddha Mercy" without losing two pieces of meat.

But it was suffering and peace.

He listened to the praise of hundreds of people.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

He felt inexplicable.

I don't understand the brain circuits of these people at all.

He is not a clerk, nor a monk!

Why is it ‘my Buddha’s mercy’?

Just...

Amidst the praise of ‘My Buddha’s Mercy’, the thought of spiritual peace gradually slanted.

………………

Zhang Hui looked at the surveillance.

His eyes dare not move even for a moment.

The blossoming black lotus blooms on the floor of the exhibition hall in the corner of Taizu Memorial Hall.

Monks with black hair and black robes are sitting in lotus flowers.

I can't see what it looks like, and I don't know the details.

Just know, they knocked the wooden fish in front of them.

Although he couldn't hear the voice at the scene, he could imagine how scared the people at the scene are now.

"Can he even blend in with the Buddha world?"

Zhang Hui thought.

Before, the huge bronze figure was shocking enough.

Now, there is another Buddhist powerhouse with black hair and black robe!

According to past experience, the power of this black-haired and black-robed robe is probably just a clone of Him or a vest that has been used before!

"Black hair and black robe?"

Zhang Hui suddenly remembered something.

He immediately turned around, operated on the computer next to him, and finally called up a report.

The index section of the ‘Falsification’ Project.

He looked at the introduction above.

"Wu Tian Buddha!" ​​Zhang Hui took a deep breath.

"It turns out that he has already written the story of a clone he has for us!"

The Wutian Buddha is the one once written by that person.

It belongs to Black Journey to the West.

Only two to three hundred thousand words, it tells the story of a man named ‘Buddha without Heaven’ who overwhelmed the rivers and seas in the Journey to the West, causing all the Buddhas to fall together, without the sun and the moon.

Originally, Zhang Hui didn't care.

After all, now, let alone the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

It was the Arhat King Kong, and none of them awoke.

In the past two hundred years, there have been very few Buddhist monks in the whole world who have been able to cultivate the Arhat status.

So, the person in charge of the misrepresentation project just glanced at the book in a hurry, and left it aside~IndoMTL.com~Well...

This neglected one hides such crucial information!

The Heavenless Buddha!

In that book, the story of Journey to the West was completely subverted, and the Buddha who made all Buddhas fall together.

It actually appeared in reality.

It also means—the book is about what really happened.

He put the facts before people.

But people turned a blind eye.

Zhang Hui shook his head gently.

"Human..."

"Always bound by one's own inherent cognition!"

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