Da Qin: Become stronger and immortal by picking up attributes from the battlefield

The Future Buddha Palace, as an important place in Buddhism, where the Buddha resides, exudes a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

The Buddha's light is bright, carrying a manifestation of Buddhist teachings.

at this time!

The three important leaders of Buddhism, the past Buddha Dipankara, the present Buddha Many Treasures Tathagata, and the future Buddha Maitreya, are all gathered here.

The ancient Buddha Dipankara spoke first, his eyes sharp, looking directly at Tathagata Duobao, his voice steady but with a deep meaning: "Duobao."

After a brief pause, Ran Deng continued, "When the great catastrophe begins, Buddhism will flourish."

"You are not unaware of the rumors that are spreading in the world now, are you?"

Say it.

There was a hint of sneer on Randeng's face.

This is also somewhat inconsistent with his majesty as the Buddha.

Duobao Tathagata looked calm, with a barely perceptible gleam in his eyes. He asked, "It's just a rumor without any evidence. Did Fellow Daoist Randeng really believe it?"

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng shook his head slightly, still gazing at Duobao Tathagata, and then said: "If it is just a rumor, then it is naturally not worth believing."

"But under the secret of heaven, the great catastrophe has passed, and the sainthood has emerged. There is no reason not to believe it."

"Heavenly secret, this cannot be faked."

"Could it be possible for someone to tamper with the secrets of heaven?"

"There are no saints in the world today, and even saints cannot tamper with the secrets of heaven. They can only cover up the secrets of heaven."

As he said this, Randang once again stared at Tathagata Duobao with a meaningful look.

Duobao Tathagata frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

His voice was low and contained a hint of repressed emotion, and the air around him seemed to tremble slightly due to his emotional fluctuations.

The atmosphere changed quietly and became extremely serious.

The aura of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng shook, and his eyes revealed a hint of sharpness: "Now that you are in charge of our Buddhist sect, when the great catastrophe is over in the future, Buddhism will flourish, and you will get most of the luck and merits."

"But if there really is a saintly position, what are you going to do, fellow Taoist?"

"Could it be that you are planning to take the Saint's seat as well?"

Speaking of the holy position.

Randeng's tone gradually became heavier, and the last few words were almost uttered word by word.

Hearing this, Duobao Tathagata's face suddenly darkened, and anger appeared on his originally peaceful face: "You two Taoist friends invited me today, are you here to threaten me?"

now.

There was obvious displeasure in Duobao Tathagata's voice, and the Buddha's light on his body seemed to become even brighter, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction.

If he were not in Buddhism and wanted to portray himself as one with Buddhism to the outside world, perhaps all his treasures would have exploded right now.

"This is about the Holy Throne, so we can't give it up."

Maitreya Buddha, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke. His voice was mellow and gentle, yet firm, and his eyes were fixed on Tathagata.

"This matter must be decided, otherwise how can our Buddhist community remain united?" Maitreya Buddha raised his head slightly, his expression serious, as if emphasizing the importance of the matter.

Duobao Tathagata sneered and asked, "If there really is a saint coming, there is only one saint, how do you two Taoist friends plan to divide it?"

Obviously.

Duobao is also testing the waters this time.

Let’s see what kind of consensus the two people in front of us have reached.

Randeng replied without hesitation: "How to divide the saintly position? Daoyou has obtained most of the luck and merits, and has been the master of Buddhism for many years. Naturally, the saintly position has nothing to do with you."

When saying this, Randeng's tone was firm and decisive, and he was clearly leaving a path for Duobao. The meaning of his words was extremely clear: Duobao Tathagata could obtain the fortune and merits of the future prosperity of Buddhism, but he could not get involved in the holy position.

"good."

Maitreya Buddha nodded in agreement, staring at Duobaoru as he arrived: "This is the purpose of inviting you this time. You have occupied the position of the leader for so long, and you have been blessed with the fortune of Buddhism for countless years, which is enough."

Maitreya Buddha spread out his hands and looked as if it was a matter of course.

Obviously, Ran Deng and Maitreya are now on the same side.

The catastrophe is over, and the holy throne is coming. No one is willing to give up the fight for the holy throne.

Looking at the attitudes of the two at this moment, Duobao Tathagata already understood in his heart.

After a moment of silence.

Duobao took a deep breath and spoke slowly, with a hint of coldness in his tone: "It seems that the two Taoist friends have made up their minds not to let me get this holy position."

now.

There was a flash of determination in Duobao's eyes, as if he was ready to fight.

"It's obvious."

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng also sneered: "It is impossible for you to monopolize the benefits."

Faced with this tense atmosphere.

"In that case, let's see what happens in the future." Duobao Tathagata's eyes narrowed slightly, and his aura suddenly increased: "If there really is a saintly position, this seat will never give up."

These words are enough to show Duobao's determination to obtain the holy position.

Hearing Duobao's words, Randeng and Maitreya's faces instantly turned cold.

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng snorted coldly: "If that's the case, then let's see what happens with our hands."

The Buddha's light on his body became increasingly stronger, as if responding to the challenge from Tathagata.

Maitreya Buddha did not say anything, but just looked at Duobao Tathagata coldly, his eyes full of hostility.

Duobao was unwilling to give up this holy throne, so how could Randeng and the others let it go easily?

After all, this is a holy position!

To obtain the sainthood is to have the most powerful strength in the world. All those below the saint are ants. Who can give up?

……

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth.

The temple of Master Subhuti is located here, quiet and solemn.

After the departure of Sun Wukong, the gate of Fangcun Mountain was closed.

but.

Sun Wukong stood respectfully in front of Subhuti at this moment, clasped his hands together, and said very respectfully: "Master. Disciple has received the will of the Great Qin. The great calamity is about to begin, and it is time for disciple to enter the calamity."

talking.

Sun Wukong's eyes revealed a bit of excitement and anticipation, but also a sense of caution about the unknown fate.

Into disaster!

Although there are crises, there are also great opportunities.

This is what Zhao Feng told him.

Patriarch Subhuti looked at Sun Wukong lovingly, sighed slightly, and said with concern: "Wukong. Although you are the master of this catastrophe, in fact, under the catastrophe, even the master can be in danger of being attacked by the catastrophe. In short, be careful and cautious."

Sun Wukong raised his head and said confidently, "Please rest assured, Master. The prince has sealed a top-grade innate spiritual treasure in my body. Unless someone is stronger than the prince, no one in the world can take my life."

Patriarch Subhuti nodded slightly and said with emotion: "Prince Qin is quite caring towards you, Wukong."

talking.

Subhuti looked towards the east, as if thinking about something.

Sun Wukong looked at Master Subhuti and said with a serious face: "Master, so many years have passed, and the catastrophe is about to begin. I suggest that you go to Daqin."

"Disciple can see that Master has an unusual relationship with Buddhism, and Master is worried from time to time." "Perhaps, in the future, only Daqin can protect Master."

Sun Wukong's face was full of sincerity and worry.

Patriarch Subhuti was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "We'll talk about it later."

You can tell.

Subhuti's words also revealed confusion and helplessness, and it was obvious that he was full of thoughts.

He owns the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, which is enough to prove that his identity is definitely not simple, and there must be some hidden secrets in his relationship with Buddhism.

after all.

In the past, Buddhist saints also owned the Seven Treasures Tree.

This is equivalent to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Infinite power.

After hearing Subhuti's words, Sun Wukong realized that he could not persuade him and could only suppress his thoughts.

"Master, I'm leaving now."

Sun Wukong bowed to Master Subhuti again, then turned around and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the Fangcun Mountain.

Looking at the disappearing figure of Sun Wukong, Master Subhuti's mind was mixed.

He stood there quietly for a long time, with various complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

Finally, he sighed again, with great helplessness: "The feeling that Zhunti is about to return is getting stronger and stronger. Is my path really in Qin?"

"Should we really go to Qin?"

"Otherwise, when Zhunti returns in the future, I will really have no way out."

Subhuti's voice echoed in the empty mountains and forests, sounding particularly lonely.

……

Wuzhi Mountain is located where the Southern Continent and the Eastern Continent connect.

The terrain here is dangerous and the mountains are undulating.

When the Five Finger Mountain fell, all life within a thousand miles was wiped out, but as time passed, the area around the Five Finger Mountain regained its former vitality.

This place is located.

As long as you cross the gate of heaven, you can see the majestic mountains of Wuzhi Mountain.

The Five Finger Mountain is an important part of the Journey to the West route set by Buddhism. Under the careful arrangement of Buddhism, eighty-one difficulties have been set up, and each difficulty contains the essence of the Way of Heaven.

Sun Wukong flew to the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain with a somersault cloud. Looking up, he saw huge mountains piercing the sky, like five giant pillars reaching the sky.

Even though many years have passed, the Five Finger Mountain still exudes an extremely terrifying power that makes the surrounding air tremble.

“This is the Five Finger Mountain.”

Sun Wukong muttered to himself, "My strength has improved over the past five hundred years, but I am still far behind in facing this kind of pressure. The Quasi-Sage Realm is truly powerful."

He landed in front of the Five Finger Mountain, feeling the power contained in the mountain, and still couldn't help feeling frightened in his heart.

However, Sun Wukong did not waste any time and walked directly into the barrier.

As soon as they entered the barrier, some immortals, gods and Buddhas immediately appeared. They were originally doing their own jobs within the barrier, but when they saw Sun Wukong coming in, they all cast wary glances at him.

"All of you, get out of my way." Sun Wukong shouted coldly, his voice as loud as a bell, making the air around him buzz.

Those immortals, gods and Buddhas sensed Sun Wukong's vicious aura and were so scared that they immediately dispersed.

Sun Wukong looked in the direction he wanted and saw that at the foot of the Five Finger Mountain, the incarnation that Zhao Feng had casually created in the past was suppressed under the mountain, with only its head showing.

The incarnation's face was distorted, and it was obvious that he was in great pain even unconsciously. It was not difficult to imagine how painful it was.

"Damn Buddhism."

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with anger: "If it weren't for you, Senior, I might have ended up like this."

"I will kill you sooner or later."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Sun Wukong seemed to see a replica of himself. If Zhao Feng had not taken action, he would have ended up like this. How could Sun Wukong not hate him?

After wandering around in the barrier for a while, Sun Wukong did not hesitate and directly changed into a blade of grass, gently landing on the incarnation's head, causing him to enter the Five Finger Mountain and be suppressed. Sun Wukong was not that stupid.

"Hurry and report to the Buddha. Sun Wukong has entered the Five Finger Mountain."

When the Buddhas who were secretly monitoring Sun Wukong saw him hiding, they immediately reported to the emperor.

The great catastrophe is approaching, and everything has already entered into the plan set by Buddhism.

It seems that everything is proceeding according to the trajectory set by Buddhism.

Time passes gradually.

Above the Great Qin Palace!

This is the palace where Zhao Bifeng was in seclusion.

The Qiankun Ding was suspended in front, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged in front of the Qiankun Cauldron, activating the Gang Yuan with all his strength, as if he was refining something extremely important.

The powerful force of heaven emerged within the Qiankun Cauldron, shining brightly.

Along with the various rule powers that Zhao Feng smelted with the rules of chaos, under the power of the Qiankun Ding and its own control over the force of rules, they blended and smelted together.

The surrounding space was slightly distorted by this powerful force, as if it would be torn apart at any time.

Gradually, a purple aura containing endless power of rules appeared in the Qiankun Cauldron.

This purple air was like a lively elf, circling and dancing in the cauldron, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

It is the "Hongmeng Purple Qi".

Of course, this is the Hongmeng purple qi that Zhao Feng wants to use to make it look real.

The primordial purple energy that had tricked Haotian in the past was too hasty. Although it tricked Haotian, it was not perfect enough.

And this time, the Hongmeng purple qi that Zhao Feng is going to refine can definitely be so real that even if Taishang Laojun holds it in his hand, he will not be able to find any problem. This is Zhao Feng's confidence.

Because the power of heaven obtained this time is all the power of the ancient heaven, not the power of the Qin world.

This lasted for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, the light inside the Qiankun Cauldron became brighter, and the purple energy flew out like a dragon that had broken free from its restraints.

Purple air swirled and danced in the air, as if it had spirituality, and the light it emitted illuminated the entire heavenly palace.

But at the moment of coming out, Zhao Feng raised his hand and a stream of energy, as fast as lightning, directly imprisoned it.

Then he waved his hand, and the purple air fell obediently into Zhao Feng's palm.

"It is filled with the power of rules and the power of heaven."

Zhao Feng looked at the purple air in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a satisfied smile.

“Don’t even mention it’s too good. Maybe even if you bring it to Hongjun, he won’t be able to see through it.”

"After all, it is the power of the Great Desolation Heavenly Dao. This is good. When the opportunity comes, we will send this purple energy directly to the Buddhist sect and let them fight. If Buddhism is divided into three parts, our Great Qin can take advantage of the situation to ban Buddhism."

Zhao Feng showed bursts of sneer on his face.

The great catastrophe is over and the holy throne will come.

This was made up by Zhao Feng.

Why are they all revealed in the secrets of heaven?
This is naturally the power of humanity.

The way of heaven can control the power of the way of earth by relying on the power of the way of heaven, and the power of the way of man can also influence the power of the way of heaven. The three ways of heaven, earth and man are complementary to each other.

Hongjun can't change anything.

...(End of chapter)