Buddha Mother Zhunti pressed his palms together and proclaimed a Buddhist invocation.
"Homage to Buddha Mother Zhunti."
Using his own power of karma to suppress all that red fur, Buddha Mother Zhunti's sallow face was once again filled with compassion.
Although he had only just emerged from the coffin, since he intended to pack up the sect before him and take it away, he naturally still had to pay attention to his appearance.
Wow.
Buddha Mother Zhunti had lit up his sallow face. The light of compassion was so dazzling.
"..."
What the hell did she mean by lighting it with compassionate light? Wasn't it just powdering his face with pure powder?
The Three Pure Ones had not used divine powers to observe the scene in the west, yet merely hearing their disciple's inner thoughts was enough to sketch out Buddha Mother Zhunti's current appearance.
It had to be said.
After all this time, the empathic connection between master and disciple had become incredibly strong.
Knocking, knocking. Buddha Mother Zhunti was knocking.
Let's see which cultivator would come out first.
Oh, it was Fa Jie.
Fa Jie.
Upper Pure Master Tongtian's sword-like brows rose slightly.
Qingqing had transferred many outer disciples from the Golden Turtle Island lineage and placed them under the Queen Mother of the West.
Fa Jie was one of them.
It was said that after the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, he had joined Buddhism and had even been personally converted by Buddha Mother Zhunti. He became Prince Jeta in Buddhism, one of the figures behind Buddhism's great rise.
If Buddha Mother Zhunti encountered Fa Jie at this moment, there was no need to think about it. His eyes would definitely light up.
As they thought this, their disciple's inner thoughts promptly reached them.
Hey, hey, hey.