People in the sandbox, starting from the moment they land on the ground and become gods

Su Nian said with a laugh.

But Amitabha suddenly choked and spat out a mouthful of blood.

It is you who kills people and destroys their hearts.

Chapter 450: After all, this shortcut is too easy to take

Then some tiny dragon scales appeared on Su Nian's arms, and his originally slender hands with distinct bones now showed some signs of evolving into claws.

Su Nian shook his head helplessly and chuckled.

"Can't you finally hold it back?"

Because of the huge feedback of defeating Amitabha Buddha and defeating the entire Buddhist community, Su Nian's awakening process took another big step forward.

Now, as long as he sets foot in the heavens and leaves the lower realms, he will completely become a three-digit pure-blooded dragon, and his strength will be comparable to that of an ordinary God King.

Then, Su Nian continued to focus his gaze on the defeated Amitabha, scanning the dystopian spirit hidden in his body.

As if he had thought of something, he walked towards Amitabha step by step without hesitation, and Viya and Aziz Dakha did not stop him.

The others didn't dare to stop him and just watched what he did quietly.

Su Nian suddenly stretched out his hand, and his dragon-like arm directly pierced through Amitabha's heart, taking out the Dystopian Spirit that was still covered in blood from his body.

After taking two glances, he couldn't help but whispered.

"Huh? It's the Holy Father Spirituality, and also the Dystopian Spirituality."

Su Nian raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Unexpectedly, the three spiritual powers needed by the One and Only God were gathered by him so casually.

He had obtained the Holy Son Spirit when he killed Judas.

The Holy Spirit was a gift from the Virgin Mary of Christianity to the Queen of Halloween to apologize to her. Then the Queen of Halloween gave it to him.

And now the last piece of the puzzle that the One and Only God lacked, the Holy Father Spirit, has also been obtained with the acquisition of the Dystopia Spirit.

It’s a pity that the One God is not the path he takes, nor the path he pursues.

Even though he already had them all, for him it was just three more useful tools.

Just like the Holy Son Spirit, he stuffed the Holy Father Spirit into the Last King Spirit as nourishment, and of course the Holy Father Spirit, which had turned into dystopia, was returned to dystopia.

Then, under the surprised gazes of all the gods, Su Nian directly threw it to Weiya. After she absorbed it, her spiritual energy began to expand until it was no less than that of the absolute evil Az Dakha.

What a waste!! What a waste of natural resources!!

Seeing Su Nian throw the spirit to Wei Ya so casually, the hearts of the gods couldn't help but beat.

It’s not that they couldn’t help but be tempted, it’s just that the value of this thing is too high.

The spiritual energy of the once strongest human being, the final trial of Dystopia, can easily be piled up into a three-digit figure even if it is not used to absorb and build into a godhead.

After dealing with the spoils, Su Nian turned his attention to Amitabha, who he had captured.

Amitabha did not try to escape. He knew that he had lost miserably. What was the point of escaping?

It's nothing more than continuing to survive for a few more days. It's better to face failure head-on and treat it as the last face left for yourself.

Su Nian smiled slightly, pinched Amitabha's neck curiously and asked.

"does it worth?"

He was very curious about one thing: why didn't a great figure like Amitabha leave the box garden like the Chinese gods did?

Just like the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, he left the box and sought further opportunities.

After all, he had already reached the three-digit limit. As for going one step further? It was still impossible in the small garden.

Shakyamuni blocked the way for all Buddhists to make further progress and prevented all of them from achieving double-digit Buddhahood.

The world outside is much wider than the small garden.

"It's worth it, why not?"

Amitabha had a clear conscience and answered decisively.

"Cut~"

Su Nian made an unpleasant sound. Even at this time, he was still pretending to be merciful.

Perhaps it is true compassion, but this compassion is not for him, but for the disciples of Amitabha Buddha.

Suddenly Su Nian seemed to have thought of something and said with a wicked smile.

"By the way, I'm curious about one thing. You've contributed so much to Buddhism, even creating Mahayana Buddhism. Will your disciples remember you?"

Shakyamuni, as the founder of Buddhism, was the founder of the Buddha. However, the Buddha at that time was not a god, but only an enlightened person. It was extremely difficult to attain Buddhahood.

And after the second digit of Sakyamuni's enlightenment, a group of people led by Amitabha Buddha established Buddhism in the name of Sakyamuni.

But Buddhism has changed since its inception.

The Buddhism founded by Sakyamuni, which pursues personal liberation, became Hinayana Buddhism. On the contrary, the Buddhism they founded to save all sentient beings became Mahayana Buddhism, which is the way of gods and Buddhas.

The intention of saving all sentient beings is good, but it was implemented badly and turned into using sentient beings as a boat to save oneself.

But did Amitabha know? Of course he knew, but did he try to correct it? He didn't.

Because personal liberation is already difficult, it will be even more difficult to liberate all sentient beings. The true Mahayana Buddhism will only be more unrealistic than the Hinayana Buddhism.

And only in this way can his disciples attain Buddhahood and become Buddhas.

"Faith, merit, and status—your disciples and grandchildren have all taken a lot, right? How many of them will come to save you now? I'm very curious."

Su Nian chuckled, pinched Amitabha's neck and applied a little force, and Amitabha's breath was gradually weakening.

But no one dared to step forward.

Su Nian shook his head helplessly and exerted a little force to completely cut off Amitabha's life, then threw his body on the ground.

Su Nian couldn't help but laugh.

"You guys are really capable, aren't you? When you were greedy, you all lost all your dignity. Now that I'm asking you to come out, you're really good at playing coward."

"It's a pity for Amitābha, the guy who worked so hard for you."

Amitabha Buddha never thought of taking that last step from beginning to end. That step just now was the last struggle of Buddhism.

He knew very well that the Blessed One would not allow him to take that final step and reach the double digits.

If it weren't for Su Nian, he would have failed completely due to various coincidences.

Golden Buddha's blood spilled into the sky, dyeing the entire sky red.

On Mount Lingshan, the arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas who were sitting or lying on both sides of the steps suddenly paused and looked at the Amitabha Buddha who was second only to the top.

At that time, in the golden lotus at the top, the golden statue of Buddha, who was chanting scriptures in a low voice, also opened his eyes slightly and looked towards the seat of Amitabha Buddha.

On the venerable throne of Amitabha Buddha, the illusory Amitabha Buddha showed a bitter and apologetic expression at this moment, then put his hands together and finally chanted the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

Hearing the sound, the Arhats and Bodhisattvas below lowered their heads, but none of them dared to chant the Buddha's name.

Their golden bodies showed signs of cracking. In Lingshan, the holy land of Buddha, they could no longer hide because of the death of Amitabha Buddha.

As for what Su Nian said, of course they knew.

They remembered very clearly that when the Buddha attained enlightenment and preached to them, they knelt before Amitabha Buddha and asked him to open the way for them.

They cannot follow the Buddha's path.

But they also want to become Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

"Ugh."

A sigh was heard, and a jeweled female Buddha sighed.

"It's just like he said. They're all a bunch of old bastards, even worse than bastards."

"Maitreya, Randeng, Jieyin, let's go for a trip."

The jeweled female Buddha, Cundi Buddha Mother, stood up and looked around at the many monks who were still pretending to be ostriches, and chuckled.

"It's time to repay the karma we owe. No matter what, we can't let him completely destroy Buddhism."

"Oh? Is that time?"

The skinny monk who was awakened opened his eyes and yawned.

"What else? Do we really wait until he reaches Lingshan?"

The wealthy Maitreya smiled and made a joke.

After enjoying so many benefits from the Buddhist Sandbox, it’s time to spit it out and pay back the debt.

"And it's time for me to lose some weight."

Miroku said with a smile as he patted his belly.

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the Buddha Mother Cundi also stretched out her hand, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree appeared in her hand. She also took a step forward and fell into the lower level.

Seeing the four people walking away, the monks below shouted in unison.

"Farewell, Buddha, and Buddha Mother!!"

Upon hearing the sound, some people snorted coldly.

Indra looked at the monks with a cold gaze without saying a word. He said nothing and just closed his eyes.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and looked at the Buddha statue, and began to think about what posture he should use to become a demon. After being troubled by this group of bald donkeys for a long time, he also wanted to vent.

On the topmost Buddha statue, the big Buddha bathed in the Buddha's light silently folded the vajra in his sleeve, glanced at the crowd, and then slowly closed his eyes.

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Above the Flame City.

Su Nian continued to ask curiously.

"Is it true that no one is coming? Are you Bodhisattvas also watching over there?"

Su Nian looked at the three Bodhisattvas beside him with curiosity.

"Bodhisattvas, why don't you speak?"

"say what?"

Puxian sighed and lowered his head.

"If we lose, we lose. What's there to say?"

"It's a pity that I didn't have time to save the many innocent souls who lost their lives because of Buddhism."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said with a hint of sadness.

He could have left, but in the end he couldn't bear to leave [reincarnation], and couldn't bear to see the countless wronged souls created by Buddhism.

After all, he is also a Buddhist.

"The Buddhist sect should pay for the sins they committed. They should have been the first inhabitants of the Pure Land."

"Amitabha."

Manjushri was speechless and just chanted the Buddha's name without any intention of resisting.

It was so boring that Su Nian suddenly lost interest, feeling powerless as if he had punched cotton.

Before hitting the wall, everyone was so stubborn, but now they are more enlightened than each other?

"Tsk, after all, this shortcut is too easy to take."

"Once I cut off this shortcut, you'll start taking the right path?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

This made Su Nian at a loss for words. He could only say that these people were worthy of being Bodhisattvas.

Chapter 451 When did you have the illusion that I would stop?

Above the Flame City.