I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 62 The Second Buddha of Xiaoxitian
Boneless, a person without "bones".

Looking at the "zombies" in front of me, they are drooling, have dull eyes, and can only moan with their heads tilted back.

The word boneless is quite appropriate.

"Why keep it if it's useless?"

Jin Chan didn't believe that Master Pudu would be so kind as to reserve a special place for funeral.

Although this guy has a kind face, his methods are no less cruel than those of the powerful officials in the Central Plains countries.

"Of course there is another use for it, but the time is not right yet!"

After the wise master said this softly, he controlled the Buddhist lotus again and continued to fly towards Xiao Xitian.

Although it is a place for burying monks, Wugu County is much smaller than Pudu County.

Not long after, the few of them passed through the thick fog and arrived at the core of Purdue Religion: Xiaoxitian.

Surrounded by lush green mountains and green waters, what comes into view is endless green grassland.

Rather than calling this place the southern wilderness border, it would be more appropriate to call it the fertile Central Plains.

The clear stream on the ground gurgles, spreading from the bottom of the mountain to the endless end.

There are white clouds in the sky and the warm sun caresses everything in front of us.

"Donor Jin, this is Xiaoxitian, and that Buddhist temple is Pudu Sect!"

Master Pu Du pointed to a huge white Buddhist temple in the distance and said.

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Jin Chan did not speak, but narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at a group of densely packed white dots around the Buddhist temple under his feet.

"Those are all believers of my Purdue Church!"

The wise teacher chuckled, as if he could see the doubts in Jin Chan's heart.

As he got closer to the Buddhist temple, Jin Chan gradually saw the true appearance of those small white dots.

on the grass.

Hundreds of thousands of believers in white robes, barefoot, bowed down and worshipped the Buddhist temple.

And every time you kneel down, your elbows, knees and forehead will touch the ground firmly.

It makes a dong-dong-dong sound.

All of them had rosy complexions and their expressions were full of piety and awe.

"What a powerful divine power to control the people!"

As the king of Qin, Jin Chan naturally knew the importance of the art of controlling the people.

In the Qin Dynasty, with law as the root and Confucianism as the skin, combined with the control of religions and gods, it is possible to control the hearts of the people from the inside out, from the bones to the skin.

But even the combination of these three is far from enough to achieve what is happening now, making hundreds of thousands of people so devout from the bottom of their hearts.

"Thank you for your praise, Mr. Jin!"

Master Pu Du spoke in a low voice, but it was not difficult to hear from his tone that Jin Chan's words were very helpful to him.

Fulian continued to fly forward and finally stopped above the Buddhist temple.

"enter!"

The wise master pointed his finger, and the sea of ​​blood that covered the sky and the earth poured into the Buddhist temple and then disappeared.

Li Yingtai was also dragged by the bony hand and flew into the Buddhist temple.

"Master Pudu, please take us to the Pure Land. Master Pudu, please take us to the Pure Land."

Seeing the wise master coming in person, this group of believers roared like crazy, and they didn't even notice that their saliva splashed on the back of the head of the person in front of them.

The sound of kowtow became as violent as thunder.

"Quiet!"

I saw Master Pu Du floating in the air with his palms gently pressing down.

The roar of the mountains and the sea suddenly quieted down.

"My devout believers, you are not far from bliss!"

Although Master Pu Du spoke in a very soft voice, it reached the ears of everyone below.

"A virtuous teacher is immeasurable, a virtuous teacher is immeasurable"

Upon hearing that they could be reborn in paradise, the people below went completely crazy.

Some people were even so excited that they inserted their fingers into their faces and smiled foolishly.

"Quiet, I have an important announcement to make."

"From now on, the donor beside me, the Golden Cicada, is the Supreme Buddha of my Pudu Sect. His status is equal to mine, and he will share the Pudu incense with me!"

Instantly, there was an uproar in the audience.

Everyone first picked their ears, then blinked their eyes and stared at the cicada motionlessly.

Respect Buddha?

Equal status to the wise teacher?
When they heard the word, they couldn't believe their ears.

You should know that in the thirteen years since the founding of Purdue Buddhism, at most eighteen great Bodhisattvas have appeared.

Who exactly is this Buddha who appeared out of nowhere?

And at the same time.

Another person who was stunned was Jin Chan.

"Buddha? What on earth does this bastard want to do?"

Jin Chan wondered in his heart.

But he didn't ask.

"Donor Jin, this group of people believe in me. If I let your status surpass mine now, I'm afraid it will cause some unnecessary trouble."

"But when we return to Yulan, all this will no longer matter. We will need your help then!"

Looking at Master Pu Du's seemingly flattering expression, Jin Chan became more and more confused.

Return to Yulan?

A lot of help?

"Did this guy recognize the wrong person?"

Jin Chan had doubts in his mind again.

If Master Pudu asked Jin Chan for an official position in the Qin State, even the position of prime minister, Jin Chan could barely understand it, because it would simply mean that the secret of his having two bodies would be exposed!
But now, these inexplicable words left him puzzled.

but.

The previous king taught Ying Lou before he died.

When handling affairs in the court, you can let the civil and military officials doubt your abilities, but you must never let them look down on you.

"Okay, I will remember this day when I return to Yulan in the future!"

Since Master Pu Du has misunderstood his identity, he might as well let this "beautiful" misunderstanding continue.

"Wan!"

After the brief conversation between the two, Master Pudu brought the golden cicada into the white Buddhist temple.

Inside the temple.

Incense smoke lingers and Sanskrit sounds burst out.

The Buddha statues on the central axis are arranged in sequence and in an orderly manner.

However, these Buddha statues are all of Master Pudu himself in different postures at different time periods.

Even in the main hall, there are statues of the three sage teachers themselves.

These statues are all made of gold and inlaid with countless precious jade and jewels.

The white-robed monks around were holding scriptures and chanting in low voices.

But after seeing the wise teacher, the first thing he would do is kowtow and pay his respects.

"Donor Jin, if you wish, I can replace the statue on one side with yours."

"That's not necessary. I just want to ask, where did you get so much gold and jewelry, as well as those Central Plains items in Purdue County?"

This question has always been in Jin Chan's mind.

Although Su Fu was asked at that time, he had never paid attention to these things and was not very clear about them.

"Tang State, all the items from the Central Plains were sent by the King of Tang."

Jin Chan was not surprised by the wise teacher's answer.

If these things did not appear out of thin air, then they could only be related to one of the two countries, Tang and Zhao, which are adjacent to the Southern Wilderness.

However, in the past decade or so, the State of Zhao has not had any disputes with the Southern Wilderness.

Then it could only be a deal reached between the two parties thirteen years ago when the Tang army marched south.

"Master, please wash away the dirt from your feet."

From the cave door at the side, a cute, fair and tender little monk came running over panting.

In his hand he held a jade basin filled with clear water and a bodhi leaf floating on it.

(End of this chapter)