[VOCAL.]
Amitabha Buddha personally stepped in as a screenwriter to slander me, it seems.
Didn't he know that slander was a form of admiration?
She laughed.
The Heavenly Venerates in Three Pure Ones Hall burst out laughing inwardly as they listened to their disciple's increasingly inverted inner monologue.
After all, their disciple had beaten Buddhism too badly by now.
The other side no longer wanted to target the Three Pure Ones Heavenly Venerates, who had likewise founded a path, so they could only make their disciple take the blame.
The Three Pure Ones understood perfectly well that, in Amitabha Buddha's eyes, his greatest enemies were still the Three Pure Ones.
It was only because he did not want to give the Three Pure Ones a reason to personally step in that they would never appear in that script.
Their disciple was undoubtedly taking the blame for them now.
At that thought,
the Three Pure Ones felt like laughing.
They had carried the blame all their lives, and now they could finally dump it onto someone else. That feeling could be summed up in one word: exhilarating.
As for the rest of the plot,
even if it differed somewhat from what the Three Pure Ones had said, the differences would be limited to minor details. The overall story should not be far off.
Wow.
In Eastern Glazed World, my Dao Venerable self was actually sitting there with my legs crossed?
Legs crossed?
The Three Pure Ones nearly spat with laughter at that phrase.
Crossing her legs was one thing.
But what the hell was an "Erlang leg"?
Could that Erlang be Erlang Shen, Yang Jian?
If it had truly originated from Yang Jian, then it was a terrible habit and needed to be corrected.
At the Judicial Heavenly God's