Bodhisattva, Please Help Me Practice!

[This is a game of old times and new times. 】
【The iron law of the new era does not allow the demons and ghosts of the old era to exist, but the demons and ghosts are peeping into the light from the dark. 】
【Heirs of the new era, you will not allow the iron laws set by your ancestors to be violated. Pick up your weapons and defend your era! 】
Ao Peng looked at the game that suddenly appeared and fell into deep thought, then he looked at other people's games.
【If you choose the path on the left, you will be bitten to death by Huangpizi. 】
【If you choose the road on the right, you will be bitten to death by Huangpizi. 】
【If you choose the middle path, you will still be bitten to death by the yellow skin. 】
So he was going to change the way of playing...
When he was possessed of three poisons, surrounded by five turbidities, spitting out karma fire, transformed into the body of a nine-foot drought demon, and stepped into the Putuo Dojo.
The lotus has withered and the pond water is turbid.
The six roots are impure, and the five powers of heaven and man are declining.
Ao Peng looked at the fish basket Guanyin statue in front of him and said, "Bodhisattva, you don't want me to be born in this form and endanger the common people, right?"
"So I ask the Bodhisattva to be compassionate and help me practice for the sake of the common people in the world!"