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

"Who dares to hurt my brother?"

Kong Xuan's voice was icy, his gaze sweeping across the crowd before finally settling on Wang Jian: "It's you? A mere human warrior dares to touch my people?"

He raised his hand and waved it, and five-colored divine light flowed around him, about to sweep away the heavily injured Golden-Winged Roc.

however.

Just now.

Two completely different auras, one as heavy as the earth and the other as majestic as the sky, descended from the void and blocked his way.

Zhen Yuanzi, holding a whisk and standing on auspicious clouds, said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, how have you been?"

The Queen Mother of the West stood atop her nine-phoenix chariot, exuding grace and majesty: "Great King Peacock, this is not a place for you."

Kong Xuan raised an eyebrow when he saw the two of them. "Zhen Yuanzi? Xi Wangmu? Are you two going to get involved in this mess too?"

Although he was arrogant, he wasn't stupid.

Either of the two people in front of him is a veteran Quasi-Saint of the same level as him, with unfathomable strength.

Looking down at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, Zhen Yuanzi sighed, "Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, your brother has devoured hundreds of millions of humans here, committing boundless atrocities. He has already violated the bottom line of humanity and his crime is unforgivable."

"Today, no one can save him."

"What a joke!" Kong Xuan sneered. "A few mere mortals and ants, what's the big deal about eating them?"

"I'm only asking you, are you going to give way or not?"

Five-colored divine light flowed around him, and a terrifying pressure spread out.

The Queen Mother of the West shook her head. "It seems there's no point in talking about it."

With a wave of her hand, the Kunlun Mirror appeared above her head, its light swirling and locking onto Kong Xuan.

Zhen Yuanzi also summoned the Earth Book, its earth-yellow radiance completely suppressing this land.

War is imminent.

And just as tensions were rising...

A Buddhist chant drifted from the sky, "Amitabha."

The figure of Many Treasures Tathagata emerged from the void.

He glanced at the horrific scene below, then at the besieged Kong Xuan, and finally turned his gaze to Wang Jian, clasping his hands together. "General Wang Jian, Kong Xuan is a protector of our Buddhist sect. I hope that you will show leniency for the sake of the sage."

However, Wang Jian merely glanced at him coldly and uttered a single word, "Get lost!"

The Tathagata of Many Treasures was furious.

No matter what, he was a leader of the Buddhist community, how could he tolerate being scolded by a mere general?
He was about to forcefully take action.

suddenly.

He felt a chill run down his spine as he sensed several subtle yet incredibly powerful wills locking onto him from all directions.

That is... the aura of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race!

If he dares to make any unusual move, he will be met with a thunderous strike.

The Tathagata of Many Treasures remained silent.

He glanced at Kong Xuan, who was being held firmly by Zhen Yuanzi and Xi Wangmu and unable to break free, and then at Wang Jian, who was full of murderous intent and showed no mercy.

He knew that today, he could not take Kong Xuan with him.

After the great battle against Qin, he was seriously injured and has not yet recovered. If he were to fight again, he might very well die here.

"Ugh……"

With a long sigh, the figure of Many Treasures Tathagata slowly dissipated.

Kong Xuan stared at the vanishing Buddha light, his face turning extremely grim.

Upon seeing this, Kong Xuan's face turned ashen.

Even the Buddha has retreated. Faced with the combined forces of Zhen Yuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West, even if he resists, he will only bring shame upon himself.

Wang Jian looked at him coldly: "Considering that you have not committed any atrocities against my human race, I will spare your life."

"Seize both of them and escort them back to Xianyang to await His Majesty's judgment!"

"As ordered!"

Several elite Qin soldiers stepped forward and used specially made chains to firmly bind Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc.

……

The Heavenly Palace of the Qin Dynasty.

Wang Jian carried Kong Xuan, who was bound by specially made chains, into the hall with one hand, and casually tossed the infamous Quasi-Saint Great Perfection expert onto the floor tiles.

Kong Xuan was slammed onto the cold gold bricks by that tremendous force, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

He is Kong Xuan, son of Yuan Feng, who has been famous since ancient times. He has never suffered such humiliation.

He struggled to lift his head, his defiant eyes fixed on the figure on the throne, looking down at him.

There was dead silence in the hall.

The Three Sovereigns of Humanity, the Ancestor of Earthly Immortals, the Lord of Western Kunlun, the Civil and Military Officials of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the Commander-in-Chief of the Lich, Demon, and Dragon Clans.

All eyes were focused on the captured Quasi-Saint Great Perfection expert.

Ying Zheng looked at him indifferently, his voice devoid of any emotion, "Kong Xuan, I will give you two choices."

"First, I pledge my humanitarian vow to serve my Great Qin for ten thousand years."

Second, both body and soul are destroyed.

"Hahahaha!" Kong Xuan burst into laughter upon hearing this. "You killed my brother, and now you want me to submit to a human emperor? Ying Zheng, you overestimate yourself!"

He struggled to his feet. Despite being bound by chains and having his magic sealed, the arrogance that came from the depths of his bloodline remained undiminished. "I am the son of the Phoenix Clan, born noble. Even a saint cannot make me bow my head!"

"Want to kill me? Go ahead and do it! If I, Kong Xuan, even flinch, I am unworthy to be a descendant of the Phoenix Clan!"

He held his head high, looking as if he were offering his neck for execution.

Faced with his fierce demeanor, Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged.

He simply raised his hand slightly.

A dim golden light appeared in his palm.

Within that golden light, a phantom roc spirit was struggling in agony, emitting a silent wail.

Kong Xuan stared intently at the weakened primordial spirit, "What...what do you want to do!"

Ying Zheng said calmly, "I told you, I'll give you two paths."

“If you surrender, your brother will still have a chance to be reincarnated. I can send his primordial spirit to the underworld, where the Great Emperor of Fengdu of my Great Qin will personally judge him and ensure that his true spirit is not destroyed.”

"If you are unwilling..."

Ying Zheng didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was self-evident.

Kong Xuan's heart sank heavily.

He could be indifferent to his own life and death, but he could not be indifferent to his only younger brother.

As he looked at the primordial spirit struggling painfully in Ying Zheng's hands, endless humiliation and resentment welled up in his heart.

He, Kong Xuan, a powerful figure among the great beings of the primordial world, is now forced to bow down to a human dynasty in order to save his life.

a long time.

He lowered his proud head and respectfully said to Ying Zheng, "I... am willing to surrender."

Ying Zheng was not surprised by this, and said calmly, "Make an oath."

Kong Xuan closed his eyes, his voice hoarse, "I, Kong Xuan, here today, in the name of humanity, swear to be loyal to the Great Qin and obey the orders of His Majesty the First Emperor. If I disobey, I am willing to suffer the backlash of humanity and have my soul perish!"

boom!
The moment the oath was uttered, an invisible force of human law descended from the darkness, transforming into a golden rune that was imprinted deep within Kong Xuan's primordial spirit.

From that moment on, his life and death were completely tied to the fate of the Great Qin Dynasty. "This fiend has devoured hundreds of millions of humans, committing heinous crimes. He shall be imprisoned in the underworld and cast into the eighteen levels of hell to suffer endless tortures to atone for his sins. Ten thousand years later, his behavior will be observed to determine his reincarnation."

Wang Jian nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Although the Golden-Winged Roc was banished to the underworld, its fate was much better than that of the Green-Haired Lion Monster and the White Elephant Demon.

These two demons were long ago cast into the deepest part of the eighteenth level of hell, never to be reincarnated.

After completing all this, Ying Zheng's gaze returned to Kong Xuan. "Rise. From this day forward, you will remain in the Heavenly Palace, awaiting orders." Kong Xuan nodded respectfully, "Yes..."

After dealing with Kong Xuan's matter, Ying Zheng turned his gaze to the enormous map of the prehistoric world. "Issue my decree!"

"Issue Generals Meng Tian and Wang Ben, each leading four large camps, totaling eight million elite soldiers, to immediately proceed to various parts of the Southern Continent!"

"Zhao Qi, the heir apparent of the Qin Dynasty, personally served as the military supervisor, overseeing the overall situation!"

"I will give you fifty years!"

"Within fifty years, I will ensure that there is not a single immortal sect or demon kingdom in the Southern Continent that does not belong to the Great Qin!"

"All living beings must either submit or die!"

Inside the main hall, all the generals knelt on one knee in unison, their voices resounding throughout the world, "We obey the decree!"

With Ying Zheng's command, the entire Qin Dynasty sprang into action once again.

Eight million battle-hardened elite soldiers, led by Generals Meng Tian and Wang Ben, set off from Xianyang, divided into several routes, and swept across the vast land of the Southern Continent.

Zhao Qi, the heir apparent of the Qin Dynasty, stood atop a massive warship clad in black dragon-patterned armor, personally overseeing the battle.

Behind him were countless martial arts experts, as well as cultivators from Wuzhuang Temple and the West Kunlun Sect.

This time, Ying Zheng's goal was very clear.

First unify the land, then conquer the heavens!

Time flies, and another thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Even as the Qin Dynasty expanded, the westward journey did not cease.

Xuanzang and his three disciples traveled westward, slaying demons and monsters.

Behind them, there was always a Qin army following at a distance.

Whenever the four travelers subdued a local demon, the Qin army would immediately follow, establishing cities, counties, relocating people, and spreading humanitarian ideas.

The further west one goes, the closer one gets to Xiniuhezhou, the more people are misled and brainwashed by Buddhism.

Most of the local people are Buddhists, and every household has a statue of Buddha or Bodhisattva.

They were filled with wariness and rejection towards Xuanzang, this monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East.

Xuanzang didn't care about this.

Wherever he went, he would set up a platform to preach the Dharma.

He told the world that it is better to rely on oneself than to pray to gods and Buddhas.

Humans are born to be self-reliant and should create their own future with their own hands, rather than placing their hopes on illusory gods and Buddhas.

His teachings resonated deeply with the people, touching their hearts and inspiring countless human beings.

Many people immediately smashed their Buddha statues and turned to worship this "holy monk" from the East.

The fortunes of Buddhism were gradually eroded under Xuanzang's "spreading of the Dharma".

Xiniuhezhou, the ruins of Lingshan.

The face of the Buddha was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

For the past thirty years, he has been paying close attention to the westward journey.

He had seen everything Xuanzang had done.

In his view, the so-called "Great Qin Buddhism" was nothing but heresy and deviant doctrine.

However, this heresy was extremely inflammatory and easily shook the foundation of his Buddhist faith, which had been built up over countless lifetimes.

"This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous!"

The Buddha of Many Treasures trembled with rage and smashed the stone platform beneath him to pieces with a single palm strike.

The two monks beside him, Dipankara and Maitreya, also had solemn expressions.

"We can't let Xuanzang continue his nonsense." The smile on Maitreya Buddha's fat face was gone. "If this continues, before the Qin army even arrives, the foundation of our Buddhist sect will be hollowed out by him."

The ancient Buddha Dipankara's voice was hoarse, "But what can we do? Xuanzang is protected by that monkey demon Sun Wukong, and there are also powerful figures from the Great Qin Dynasty lurking in the shadows. If we make a move, we will be playing right into the hands of the Great Qin Dynasty."

During the battle against Qin, all three of them suffered damage to their very essence, and they have yet to fully recover.

not to mention.

Without the twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit to suppress the fortune, the fortune of Buddhism is slipping away every day.

Their cultivation levels were also affected, and they were no longer at their peak.

Duobao Tathagata took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

He knew that what Ran Deng said was true.

The Buddhist community today can no longer withstand any more turmoil.

"Issue my decree," said Tathagata Duobao in a deep voice, "order all demon kings of Xiniu Hezhou to intercept and kill Tang Sanzang and his disciples at all costs!"

"Since we can't intervene, let those demons wear them down!"

"No matter what, we must not let them set foot on Mount Ling alive!"

Both Maitreya and Dipankara Buddha agreed.

This is the best solution at the moment.

After making the arrangements, Buddha immediately began his seclusion in hopes of recovering his strength as soon as possible.

Deep within Mount Ling, in a secret chamber, sat the Buddha Many Treasures cross-legged.

Beneath him was a nine-tiered lotus platform.

However, with the supreme Buddhist teachings, he disguised the lotus platform as a twelve-petaled lotus, making it dazzling with golden light and surrounded by the aura of merit, indistinguishable from a real golden lotus of merit.

If it were known that even the most precious treasure for suppressing fortune had been lost, then Buddhism would truly become a colossal joke.

He closed his eyes and exerted all his strength to circulate his profound energy, repairing the Dao injuries within his body.

However, if the mind is not calm, the Dharma will not be at peace.

The thought of the Qin Dynasty's relentless pressure, Xuanzang's Mahayana Buddhism that was eroding the Buddhist community's fortunes, and the current miserable state of Buddhism filled him with restlessness and rage.

Hatred, murderous intent, resentment, humiliation...

All sorts of negative emotions, like inner demons, were growing wildly in his mind.

The more he tried to suppress these inner demons, the stronger they rebounded.

"puff!"

A mouthful of golden Buddha blood spurted from his mouth and splashed onto the lotus platform beneath him.

His mind went blank for a moment, and the Buddhist power that was maintaining the disguise of the lotus platform instantly fluctuated.

Just at this moment.

A barely perceptible wisp of black mist quietly emanated from the bottom of the nine-tiered lotus platform.

The black aura was cold and eerie.

It is filled with the most primal sense of destruction and depravity.

It seemed to possess its own life, silently and stealthily entering the body of the Buddha.

The body of the Buddha of Many Treasures trembled violently, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

He stared at his own mind and roared, "Who are you!"

A voice filled with endless allure echoed in his mind, "Me? I am you."

"I am your anger, your hatred, your resentment."

"Duobao, you were originally the senior disciple of the Jie Sect, how glorious you were! But you were forcibly converted by that old man Taiqing and became a puppet of Buddhism, bearing the name of a traitor. Are you willing to accept this?"

"Your Buddhist sect should have flourished and dominated the Three Realms, but now you've been forced into this state by a human dynasty. Are you willing to accept this?"

"Come, become one with me."

"If we join forces, we will surely possess power surpassing that of a saint!"

"At that time, the mere Qin Dynasty can be destroyed with a snap of the fingers! What Taiqing, what Hongjun, will all tremble at our feet!"

...(End of chapter)