The heavy rain stopped and the black clouds dispersed.
Qin Feng raised his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds, with a cold tint in his eyes.
He has the inheritance, knows many immortals and Buddhas' secret, also knows what they do, the so-called immortal Buddha, but they are a bunch of shit!
In addition, Qin Feng remembered that time, on the open balcony of the suite, the soldier's eye hurt him to vomiting blood.
There is also the disdain in that eye, seeing all living beings like ants, Qin Feng firmly remembered in mind.
Even those tiny soldiers are all like this, let alone those immortal Buddhas, so-called enlightenment of all living beings, talking about bringing benefit to the universal world, they are just bullshitting.
No demon, no immortals; if no magic, how to become a Buddha?
Demons and mortals accomplish immortals and Buddha, immortals and Buddha ignore demons, and fool mortals, kill all demons.