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

Jieyin stood atop a desolate mountain, gazing upon the ravaged land before him, his sorrowful face growing even more pained.

He sighed deeply and waved his sleeve.

The sage's great power erupted with a thunderous roar.

On the ground, rocks trembled and the earth cracked open.

Mountains rise abruptly from the ground, and rivers change course.

In a short while, a mountain range that was seven or eight parts similar to the previous Ling Mountain, but which exuded a desolate and hasty atmosphere, appeared before everyone's eyes.

The guide waved again.

A smaller "Great Thunderclap Temple," far less magnificent than before, slowly took shape atop that mountain.

After doing all this, he released the surviving Buddhist disciples from his Buddhist world.

Looking at this simple "new home" before them, and recalling their former glorious temple, the three Buddhas, Ratnasambhava, Dipankara, and Maitreya were filled with grief, indignation, and utter humiliation.

Maitreya approached Jieyin and Zhunti and respectfully bowed, saying, "Disciple greets Master and Uncle-Master."

Duobao and Randeng also paid their respects, saying, "Greetings to the two saints."

Zhunti looked at his three most prized Buddhist disciples, now reduced to such a state, and his heart was filled with rage, but he had nowhere to vent it. He could only snort coldly and turn his head to the side.

The guide's gaze suddenly sharpened.

He stared intently at the palm of the Buddha of Many Treasures.

There, a mysterious purple aura was being tightly gripped by Duobao, emanating a profound aura that even saints would take notice of.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

Even with Jieyin's composure, his voice trembled slightly.

Upon hearing those four words, the breaths of Dipankara and Maitreya, who were standing nearby, suddenly became rapid.

Two burning gazes instantly locked onto Duobao's hands.

That's when they remembered.

In the final moments when the sage descended and the great war descended into chaos, Duo seemed to have truly seized the foundation for sainthood!
"Fellow Daoist Duobao!"

Maitreya could no longer contain himself. He stepped forward, forcing a smile, and said, "This treasure is related to the future rise and fall of our Buddhist sect. I urge you, senior brother, to hand it over so that our two masters can decide its fate!"

Ran Deng, also holding his prayer beads, said in a deep voice, "What Fellow Daoist Maitreya said is quite right. This thing cannot be possessed by one person alone."

Upon hearing this, Tathagata Duobao sneered inwardly.

He gripped the "Primordial Purple Qi" even tighter, looked at the two hypocritical fellow disciples before him, and said calmly, "What is the meaning of this, fellow Daoists?"

"This treasure was obtained by this humble monk at the cost of damaging his own cultivation foundation from those six powerful figures, risking his life. What does it have to do with you two?"

"You!" Maitreya's face darkened. "Duobao! Are you trying to seize this treasure for yourself? Do you even have any regard for the future of Buddhism?!"

"Now that Master and Senior Uncle have returned, everything in Buddhism should be decided by them."

now.

It was naturally different for Maitreya, who was a direct descendant of the Buddhist lineage, not a later one.

"The future?" Many Treasures Tathagata scoffed. "If it weren't for this humble monk, this treasure would have already fallen into the hands of others. What future would our Buddhist sect have to speak of?"

Just as the three were about to start arguing again, Daoist Zhunti shouted, "Enough!"

His saintly aura erupted suddenly, overwhelming the three of them and making it hard for them to breathe.

He stared intently at Duobao, a complex light flickering in his eyes: "Duobao, bring the things over here."

The Tathagata of Many Treasures felt a chill run down his spine.

But faced with the sage's oppressive aura, he dared not resist in the slightest and could only reluctantly present the "Primordial Purple Qi".

The gazes of Dipankara and Maitreya followed the primordial purple aura as it turned.

They knew that whoever obtained this item would become the third saint in Buddhism!

As Zhunti Daoist held the "Primordial Purple Qi," he sensed the profound truths of the Great Dao contained within it.

He exchanged a glance with the guide.

Buddhism is now in a precarious state, its foundations completely destroyed.

If they want to make a comeback, relying on just these two sages is far from enough.

They desperately need a third sage to solidify the orthodox tradition and deter villains.

The primordial purple aura before them was their only hope.

But, to whom?
Zhunti's gaze swept back and forth between Dipankara, Maitreya, and Duobao.

Ran Deng is one of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace. He is the most senior and has profound cultivation.

But he represents the past; his fortunes have declined, and his potential is limited.

Maitreya is the future Buddha designated by Buddhism, possessing great fortune and an extraordinary nature.

However, he is ultimately too young and his foundation is still shallow. Allowing him to prove his Dao at this moment may not be a good thing.

Only Duobao...

Zhunti's gaze finally fell on Duobao Rulai.

This former top disciple of the Jie Sect, although he betrayed the sect, possessed exceptional talent, skills, and combat prowess.

More importantly, in order to seize this treasure, he did not hesitate to burn his own life force and fight to the death with several powerful experts of the same level. This ruthlessness and decisiveness is exactly what the Buddhist sect needs most right now.

After the two sages reached a consensus through telepathy, Jieyin looked at the three people below who were filled with anticipation and slowly said, "This Primordial Purple Qi is hereby bestowed upon..."

His voice paused slightly.

The hearts of both Dipankara and Maitreya instantly leaped into their throats.

"Tathagata".

The moment those two words were uttered.

Dipankara and Maitreya were struck dumb, completely frozen in place.

Their faces were first stunned, then overwhelmed by boundless disappointment and jealousy.

"Master!" Maitreya exclaimed in shock, his face filled with disbelief. "Why him! This disciple is not convinced!"

Dipankara's face was also ashen, and the Buddhist light around him began to fluctuate violently, clearly indicating that he was in great mental turmoil.

"Insolence!" Daoist Zhunti shouted coldly, "I have made my own decision on this matter, how dare you question it here!"

Under the saint's oppressive aura, Dipankara and Maitreya trembled all over, and finally lowered their heads unwillingly.

But the jealousy in my heart had not disappeared in the slightest.

The saint is unjust!
And the other side.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the Buddha was overjoyed.

With a thud, he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to the two saints: "Disciple Duobao thanks the two saints for their kindness! Disciple will certainly live up to your expectations, attain the Primordial Dao as soon as possible, add another saintly position to our Buddhist sect, and restore the prestige of our Buddhist sect!"

Although he had seized this Primordial Purple Qi, he was powerless to stop the Sage from giving it to him.

Master Zhunti nodded in satisfaction.

He gently released the primordial purple energy in his hand, and the purple energy transformed into a stream of light that directly entered the space between the eyebrows of the Tathagata of Many Treasures.

"Go then." Daoist Zhunti waved his hand: "Find a quiet place and go into seclusion. Do not disappoint us."

"Yes!"

The Tathagata bowed again, and then, without waiting, turned into a golden light and flew away into the depths of this desolate mountain range.

He needs to immediately go into seclusion to refine this foundation for sainthood!

Dipankara and Maitreya, watching Duobao's departing figure, felt a burning jealousy within them.

While Tathagata and others were full of expectations, preparing to use the Primordial Purple Qi to advance to the realm of saints.

the other side.

Zhao Feng has already left Zixiao Palace.

He gained a great deal from his conversation with Sanqing and needed to go back and make arrangements as soon as possible.

After Zi'a Zhao Feng left, inside the Tushita Palace...

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the tranquil and inactive Taiqing Sage and asked, "Elder brother, are you really going to place all your hopes for breaking this deadlock on the human race and the Great Qin?"

The Sage Taiqing nodded slightly and said confidently, "Now that things have come to this, this is our only option."

“Hongjun has no longer merged with the Dao, but has swallowed the Dao.”

"He is the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao is him. Even if we can join forces to suppress him, we cannot completely eliminate him."

"Once we take action, the Heavenly Dao will collapse, the primordial world will return to chaos, and our foundations will be destroyed, and all things will cease to exist."

The Tongtian Sect Leader, standing to the side, cursed angrily, "It was that old scoundrel Hongjun who devised the poisonous scheme to plot against us saints. Otherwise, how could we have ended up in this state?"

The more Tongtian Jiaozhu spoke, the angrier he became. His sword intent surged, cutting through the space-time within the Doushuai Palace with a hissing sound.

In the Investiture of the Gods, the immortals of the Jie Sect perished, and their lineage was nearly severed. He himself was imprisoned in the Zixiao Palace for countless eons. He always kept this debt in his heart.

Taiqing and Yuanshi nodded in agreement.

In the battle of the Investiture of the Gods, Yuanshi Tianzun was also tricked, and the Three Pure Ones brothers even turned against each other.

How could such a deep-seated hatred not be avenged?
But now, the opportunity to break the deadlock has appeared.

……

Inside the Heavenly Palace of Xianyang, in the Lingxiao Palace.

Ying Zheng sat high on the Nine Dragon Throne, his deep imperial eyes always fixed on the direction of the outer heavens.

When he sensed Zhao Feng's immense divine might returning safely, a smile finally appeared on his dignified face.

A ripple spread through the space, and Zhao Feng's figure quietly appeared in the main hall, smiling slightly: "Greetings, Father Emperor."

Ying Zheng stepped down from the throne and personally helped Zhao Feng up, saying, "My son, you may rise."

He looked his son up and down and laughed loudly, "Good! Good! Good! As expected of my son, the Crown Prince of Qin! To slaughter a saint in public and prove the Dao of Hunyuan, such a feat is unprecedented in history!"

The father and son exchanged a smile, everything understood without a word.

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhao Feng began to report on the gains of this westward expedition: "Father, in this westward expedition, Buddhism has been destroyed, and 99% of the territory of Xiniu Hezhou has been incorporated into our Great Qin territory."

"Even the Buddhist Eight Treasures Merit Pool has been moved here by your son and is now placed in the Imperial Garden of the Heavenly Palace."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, together with the Southern Jambudvipa, Eastern Victory Divine Continent, and Northern Julu Continent, which were already under the control of the Great Qin, the entire prehistoric land has been brought under the rule of the Great Qin.

Unifying four continents—what a magnificent achievement!

However, Zhao Feng's ambitions clearly went beyond this. His expression turned solemn, and he said to Ying Zheng in a deep voice, "Father, I believe that the progress of our Great Qin should not stop here. Now that the four continents are settled, it is the perfect opportunity to press our advantage and unify the three realms!"

He raised his hand and waved it, and a map formed from his magical power unfolded in the center of the hall.

The map not only depicted the four ancient continents, but also the boundless East Sea, West Sea, South Sea, and North Sea.

Zhao Feng said to Zhao Qi beside him, "Pass down the order to command generals Meng Tian, ​​Wang Ben, Li Xin, and others to immediately divide their troops into four routes and conquer the four seas!"

"Command the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Zhen Yuanzi, the Queen Mother of the West, and others to offer their full support and clear obstacles for the army!"

"Anyone who disobeys, kill! Anyone who resists, annihilate!"

"I decree that within the Three Realms, in every territory, the Black Water Dragon Banner of my Great Qin shall be planted! And that all living beings shall chant the name of my Great Qin!"

"Furthermore, I hereby order the entire Qin state to strengthen its military and prepare for an attack on the heavens."

Zhao Qi immediately accepted the order and said yes.

Looking at the boundless territory on the map, Ying Zheng felt a surge of pride and ambition.

Unify the Three Realms!
This was also his lifelong wish!

But as an emperor, he considered things more deeply.

He looked at Zhao Feng and said, "Feng'er, now that the Sage has returned, the will of Dao Ancestor Hongjun has also descended, and the world is full of changes. We are expanding rapidly now, and the next step is to point our troops at the Heavenly Court. Will Hongjun sit idly by?"

He is very clear.

Hongjun is the biggest hidden danger.

The threat of a Dao-aligned sage is enough to shatter any grand ambition or ambition.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng chuckled and said, "Father, there's no need to worry."

“Hongjun, he dares not make a move.”

"Now that the Three Pure Ones are all on the side of our Great Qin, if he makes a move, it will be a battle between the saints. At that time, the primordial world will collapse, and his Dao-merging body will also be damaged."

"not to mention……"

Zhao Feng gazed into the distance, looking at the boundless, primordial landscape: "What my Great Qin Dynasty must do is not merely replace the Heavenly Court. It must elevate my Great Qin Dynasty to an eternal and immortal state..."

"The Supreme Holy Court!"

Supreme Holy Court!

When these four words came out of Zhao Feng's mouth, even Ying Zheng, the supreme emperor who was in harmony with the human destiny, was shocked.

He could clearly feel that, along with those four words, the entire golden dragon of human destiny let out an extremely excited roar.

He looked at Zhao Feng, "Holy Court? Feng'er, what is the Holy Court?"

Zhao Feng looked at his father and slowly explained, "The way of ruling a dynasty is divided into imperial dynasties, imperial dynasties, and celestial dynasties."

"Our Great Qin is now the pinnacle of the Celestial Empire."

"And above the Celestial Empire lies the Holy Court!"

"Once our Great Qin ascends to the Holy Court, it will be able to truly stand shoulder to shoulder with the Heavenly Dao and the Earthly Dao, dividing the primordial world into three!"

"Until then……"

Zhao Feng's gaze fell on Ying Zheng. "Father, you can take this opportunity to ascend to the heavens in one step and obtain the supreme position of 'Holy Emperor'!"

"The realm of the Saint Emperor is equivalent to the Primordial Golden Immortal, ranking above a Saint, indestructible through countless eons, and eternally immortal!"

boom!
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng felt as if a million thunderbolts were exploding in his mind at the same time.

Holy Emperor!

His status is comparable to that of a saint!

At this moment, his once unwavering imperial heart was stirred into a raging storm.

What he sought was precisely this eternal and immortal state, the highest realm of being as old as heaven and earth. Ying Zheng hurriedly asked, "How can one ascend to the Holy Court?"

Zhao Feng smiled slightly, "It's very simple."

"First, unify the three realms and push the destiny of humanity to an unprecedented peak."

"Second, seize the Heavenly Court, take control of the Heavenly Dao, command the stars and constellations, and rule over all immortals!"

"As long as these two steps are completed, my Great Qin will be able to immediately establish itself as the Holy Court!"

"Once we reach this city, the human and earthly systems of the Great Qin will be truly perfected, and we will have the strength to truly confront Hongjun head-on!"

...(End of chapter)