Outlaws start by climbing to the top of the martial arts wanted list

Chapter 356: Dou Lao Fo's Compassion
There is a lot of chaos above.

In Dou Changsheng's view, nothing matters and it has nothing to do with him.

Now that I am not strong enough, it is not something I can participate in. Thinking about it now is just asking for trouble.

Therefore, Dou Changsheng only thought about the information leaked by Long Jiu after his arrival and did not care about it. He did not even bother to find a confidant to discuss it.

Since Beiji Palace had fooled him like this, Dou Changsheng had lost interest in becoming the emperor. He did not plan to follow the other party's orders and decided to continue to hold on.

After getting the Sanbao Jade Ruyi, even if it was taken away, there would be a reward at least. But now there is not a single hair left. It would be weird for Dou Changsheng to obey their orders.

To be honest, Dou Changsheng was confused by Beiji Palace's attitude and had no idea what Beiji Palace was thinking.

Such means are not at all like those of immortals, and are even worse than those of the lowest-class gangs. At least they have to pay a reward when recruiting thugs.

There is also considerable resistance in the court.

On the surface, no one disobeyed, but in private they kept making small moves, such as this time at the clan house.

A quarter of an hour after Long Jiu left.

Dou Changsheng understood.

Instead of immediately testing the attitude of Buddhism, he planned to take action against the clan affairs office.

They are just a few former emperors. They dared to disobey me and deserved death.

Dou Changsheng's eyes were filled with coldness, as deep as a black hole, swallowing up the light of heaven and earth.

If the other party refuses to hand over the Emperor's Sword, then you can take it yourself.

It was just too good before.

Therefore, he was restricted in doing things. The identity of the 37th son of Emperor Ziwei, for a mediocre person, only increased his fame, but for a ruthless person, it was enough to do many things.

Dou Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again, his eyes had regained clarity.

He slowly stood up and grabbed the Vajra Pestle beside him. He felt an icy touch on the palm of his hand, as if it had been frozen for thousands of years. Dou Changsheng took the initiative to trigger the power contained in it.

This earth-shaking force was like a huge sun, but it was being restrained.

It is extremely difficult to let this power out.

A force of resistance continuously emanated from the Vajra Pestle, but the resistance was not too great. This made Dou Changsheng certain that the departure of Sanbao Yuruyi was not a bad thing, because the Vajra Pestle had evolved from an unusable gray state to a usable state.

This also proves one thing, that the immortal weapon is an extension of the immortal's vision, just like a surveillance camera. As long as I carry the immortal weapon during this period of time, my every move will be watched.

Now, King Buddha Nagarjuna has expressed his dissatisfaction, but the Vajra Pestle can still be used, which means that everything is not yet at the point of no return.

Slowly carrying the Vajra Pestle on his back, Dou Changsheng walked out of the hall, stood under the sun, feeling the warm light, and squinted his eyes comfortably. After standing in the sun for about a quarter of an hour, Dou Changsheng walked out of the palace.

After a short while, they arrived outside the clan residence.

Dou Changsheng came quietly. The Zongrenfu covers a vast area. It is just a general name. The continuous palaces here are of huge specifications. It is completely an imperial palace, but it is not suspended above the sky. In Dou Changsheng's eyes, this place is no smaller than an imperial palace.

These former emperors knew how to enjoy themselves and would never treat themselves badly. Just one glance will tell how much money was wasted in building such a huge complex.

"Your Highness!"

Dou Changsheng appeared outside the clan residence. The Grand Clan Director immediately got the news and hurried out to greet him. He bowed after seeing Dou Changsheng. Looking at the Grand Clan Director in front of him, Dou Changsheng nodded slightly. He had a neither good nor bad impression of this Grand Clan Director.

"Block the news, don't let anyone know I'm here."

Da Zongzheng looked embarrassed, but still nodded in agreement.

Dou Changsheng then walked into the clan house. Dou Changsheng believed that the Grand Clan Leader knew about it, and the previous emperors also knew about it. Don't underestimate their grasp of information. However, most people certainly didn't know about it. After all, only a few people were well-informed.

The Zongrenfu is very complicated, and many guest officials and clan members gather here.

Outsiders are naturally the cream of the crop. After all, none of those who can enter the Clan House are weak. If they do not have good talents, how could they be recruited by the Clan House? As for the clan members, it is hard to say. Only a few of them are truly talented.

In the first hundred years after the founding of the country, there were many talented people among the royal family, and outsiders were only a minority. Now the ratio has changed dramatically, and the number of recruited guest officials has increased several times.

The chief patriarch looked at Dou Changsheng and could not help but feel worried. Dou Changsheng came alone, carrying the Vajra Pestle. No matter how you look at it, he was not a good person.

This put a lot of pressure on the Grand Master of the Clan, especially in the clan house, not everyone was in awe of Dou Changsheng, some idiots, relying on their bloodline, often said unpleasant things.

After hesitating for a while, Da Zongzheng had to remind him: "Your Highness."

"Not everyone is happy to see you in power. There are always some fools who don't know your Highness's sadness and say some unpleasant things."

"But most people are happy to see Your Highness ascend to the throne, so please don't let this group of people affect your impression of the Imperial Clan Court. No matter when, the previous emperors have always supported Your Highness."

When Dou Changsheng heard this, he sneered.

The last time he went to the North Pole Palace, he learned a lot of secrets. The fact that he was not the emperor's son was no secret at all.

So these former emperors must have hated me to death, but none of them supported me.

If there were no contemporary immortals suppressing him, they would have attacked him long ago.

However, Dou Changsheng did not tell this joke, but changed the subject and said, "Who has the Emperor's Sword?"

The thing that Da Zongzheng feared the most and was most worried about happened. His expression showed a miserable look, and he spoke bitterly: "Who has the Emperor's Sword?"

"I really don't know."

"Although I am the Grand Master of the Imperial Clan, the Imperial Clan House is a place full of hidden talents and is full of hidden dangers."

"Don't even mention who holds the Emperor's Sword. I don't even know exactly how many former emperors are still alive."

"Emperor Taizong is missing, but Emperor Gaozong and Emperor Xianzong are definitely missing. I don't know about the rest."

Dou Changsheng looked at the Grand Master, slowly moved his eyes away and said, "You have only been the Grand Master for a few years, it is difficult for you to control the Zongrenfu, so I will not make it difficult for you, since you don't know who controls the Emperor's Sword."

"Then I have a simple method that is easy to find."

Dou Changsheng suddenly stopped. He had originally planned to visit the clan house, but now he had lost all interest.

The Vajra Pestle behind him was directly grabbed by Dou Changsheng's right hand. The Vajra Pestle was held in his hand like a stick. Dou Changsheng flicked it lightly with his slender finger.

As the white fingers vibrated, the Vajra Pestle began to tremble, and an invisible wave erupted.

Countless clouds gathered together madly, as if stirred by a pair of invisible hands, and the clouds in the sky suddenly changed.

The surging and violent power and the crazy rotation were like a huge whirlpool, rolling up the power of the nine heavens and ten earths. A majestic hall in front was shattered in an instant like tofu. Even though this hall had a protective power, it was a formation and the light had been on, but it could not last even for a moment. The light disappeared and the hall was shattered.

Strands of Buddha's light are constantly overflowing from the Vajra Pestle, like rain falling between heaven and earth, but what it brings is not vitality, but the power of destruction.

The Buddha's light, like the power of destruction, destroys everything wantonly.

"Your Highness,"

The screams were incessant, from the moment they appeared to the moment they disappeared, none of them lasted for even a breath, they just started and then stopped abruptly.

This made the Grand Master scream immediately, and he immediately knelt down in front of Dou Changsheng, begging him, "Your Highness, why do you have to do this?"

"Everything can be discussed." Dou Changsheng looked down at the Grand Master, put one hand on his chest, and said solemnly, "Amitabha."

"I'm doing this for their own good."

"I have practiced for so many years, but I have never achieved great freedom."

"Now I can help them, and they can all go to the Western Paradise, where they can be free from worries and live freely. Isn't that wonderful?"

A roar sounded, and the world changed dramatically. This commotion alarmed countless people. Dou Changsheng turned a blind eye to the prying eyes. Seeing that the clan mansion had only collapsed by one-third, he couldn't help but applaud and said, "It is worthy of being a clan mansion. It really has a profound foundation."

“So many people are still alive.”

"Amitabha, it seems that my Buddhist teachings are still not spiritual enough."

"Please go to the West to enjoy yourself."

Dou Changsheng held the Vajra Pestle in his hand and this time he struck the ground hard.

The bluestone ground was intact without any damage, as if the Vajra Pestle was just an ordinary iron tool, but the dazzling Buddha light, centered on Dou Changsheng, suddenly exploded.

The endless Buddha's light is like a flood, destroying everything.

A will suddenly appeared, overlooking the world.

It was like a huge sun, shining upon the whole world. The bursting Buddha's light began to dissipate inch by inch, as if it had never appeared from the beginning to the end.

The gate of a palace opened wide, and an emperor wearing a crown and robes strode out. An unhappy voice sounded, "King Qian."

"You are too presumptuous."

"This is the imperial capital, not a place where you can act wildly."

"Allowing you to bring the Vajra Pestle into the city is already a great favor, but you actually dared to use a magical weapon."

The visitor was very angry and started to scold him, but before he could finish, Dou Changsheng pointed at him and said, "Who is this person?"

"Forget it, he's dead, there's no need to know."

The continuously flowing light in the Vajra Pestle suddenly became brighter. In a blink of an eye, the Vajra Pestle was filled with thousands of lights. Endless Sanskrit sounds continued to ring out, and swastika symbols continued to emerge, connecting with each other. A figure could be vaguely seen.

He sits on a lotus pedestal, with his hands in the mudra of wisdom, looking dignified, sacred and compassionate.

On Dou Changsheng's skin was a piece of pure gold, pure and transparent like glass. The holy Buddha form had been activated, echoing with the Vajra Pestle. He preached with compassion, but was interrupted before he uttered a word.

"Dou Changsheng!"

A roaring sound was heard, like the sound of thunder.

The voice fell from the sky, and every word was like a mountain, pressing directly on Dou Changsheng.

The light on the Vajra Pestle was gradually dissipating, and the immortal weapon that had been revived for a moment was beginning to calm down.

"Mercy, mercy, mercy."

"It turns out that the Vajra Pestle alone cannot subdue demons and monsters."

"Luo Jing, help me!"

Outside the imperial capital, Luo Jing, who was floating in the air, suddenly moved, like a meteor, and rushed towards the imperial capital.

"enough."

"How long are you going to make trouble?"

"Don't force me to kill you."

Dou Changsheng's clothes were filled with golden light, and the Buddha's light was shining everywhere, just like a Buddha. He kindly asked, "What are you?"

"Dare you say kill me?"

"I'm here to say a few words to you. You really think you're my ancestor."

"If you don't agree, come down and show me how to fight."

"My father is Emperor Ziwei, I have thirty-six brothers, and my uncle is Lord Qingxuan."

"Mercy, mercy, mercy,"

"I, Dou Changsheng, never rely on my background, but on my strength."

"They say you are invincible in the world, but I don't believe it."

"Hurry up, come and fight."

Da Zong Zheng quickly pressed his face to the ground, rolled his eyes and pretended to know nothing. Dou Changsheng was crazy, completely crazy. He actually dared to say such outrageous words.

At this moment, Da Zong Zhengzhen regretted why he showed up today.

Dou Changsheng was doomed to die, and I was afraid that I would be silenced as well.

Dou Changsheng looked up at the sky, looking at the other party for a long time in silence. He didn't even need to open the Holy Buddha form. There was no need at all. He threw the Vajra Pestle forward, and it pierced the emperor's chest in an instant like a meteor piercing the sun.

There were no obstacles in the middle and everything went very smoothly.

Just as we have judged, other people may not know about Long Jiu's arrival, but the immortals of the time are sure to understand.

People like this who are always thinking ahead and behind think too much. Long Jiu had just left, but he dared to be so arrogant. Moreover, he was the adopted son of Emperor Ziwei, so he must have wondered if this was the intention of Emperor Ziwei.

Killing is a temptation.

Not blocking it means you agree.

If the other party doesn’t give it to you, take it yourself.

There have been too many compromises in recent times. The world should play by its own rules instead of obeying theirs.

The immortal of the time cut himself in the sword, causing chaos in the world. Two of the five cities were lost. The cost was too high. How dare he kill himself?

He is the son of Emperor Ziwei and the son of Buddha Nagarjuna, and it is related to his escape from the calamity.

I am invincible to him.

After this attempt, one thing has been announced.

From then on, Tiangang became the opposite.

I am the father and he is the son.

"Your evil thoughts are too deep, and you have been greatly affected by the magic sword. You have temporarily lost your mind, but you will eventually wake up. We can talk again when you wake up."

"The Emperor's Sword will be temporarily handed over to the Emperor for safekeeping."

(End of this chapter)