Bolek shuddered.

He thought for a while, and finally released Ya Zhen Yuan safely. After that, Bolek turned around and left.

After Ya Zhen Yuan appeared, she looked around, and finally her eyes rested on Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Female donor, you have such strong magic power!" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said calmly.

Ya Zhenyuan glanced at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. She obviously did not recognize Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. "Are you the hell Bodhisattva they talk about?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said: "It is the poor monk!"

"You have so much wish power, but you don't even reach the heavenly realm. You are nothing more than this!" Ya Zhenyuan said bluntly.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said: "Amitabha Buddha's state of cultivation is just a dream to a poor monk. It makes the female donor laugh."

Ya Zhenyuan smiled coldly and said: "Dream bubble? What a joke, since it is a dream bubble, what are you doing to repair it? When you are a monk, you will say one thing and another in your heart. You obviously love the road to immortality and covet the supreme magic power, but

You must act like you are pure and devoid of desires. I think you, the monk, have deceived yourself."

Chen Yang couldn't help but said angrily: "Ya Zhenyuan, shut up! How can you slander the Bodhisattva!"

Ya Zhenyuan said: "In my eyes, he is nothing. And you, you are nothing!"

Chen Yang couldn't help but be speechless.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled slightly and said: "The female donor is a master, and in front of her, the humble monk is considered a junior. Little donor, you don't need to say more."
Chapter completed!