In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 460 [Golden Cicada, Immortal Execution Sword]

The White Lotus Sect was derived from Buddhism and worships the future savior. It has more or less a bit of Buddhist flavor and likes to save all living beings and make good friends.

The original intention of the leader was good, but when it came to implementation at the grassroots level, it was easy to add layers of restrictions, and what was originally voluntary conversion became forced conversion.

Now it is still okay, the Heaven Court rules the world and Lin Xian is a saint. If one day the glory is gone and he forcibly converts a certain child of destiny, it will probably be a horrible catastrophe.

After giving some warnings, Lin Xian left behind a sacred artifact to end this cause and effect, and prepared to leave with the spiritual child Huahua.

"The Lord Buddha is here."

The leader of the White Lotus sect, along with several elders, prostrated themselves on the ground, bowed their heads and kowtowed, and asked devoutly, "Huahua is the Holy Son of the White Lotus sect, in charge of the doctrine. After he leaves with you, who will be the leader of the White Lotus sect?"

"Zhang Qingyang, the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, preaches for the Heavenly Court and spreads the way of faith. He can take charge of the White Lotus Sect on your behalf."

Lin Xian said calmly that he wanted to completely incorporate the White Lotus Sect into the Heavenly Palace.

"What happens after that Heavenly Master?" the White Lotus Sect Leader asked cautiously.

"The Divine Knight was born and raised here. When he returns from the starry sky one day, he will either be a great sage or a quasi-emperor, and he can lead a great sect."

Lin Xian thought about it and felt that the Divine Knight was a good candidate who could bridge the conflict between Middle-earth and the West.

"Who is next after the Divine Knight?" the White Lotus Sect Leader asked immediately.

"Prince Xiaosong has the potential to become a great emperor. A demon emperor ruling the White Lotus Sect is enough to push this sect to glory."

Lin Xian smiled and said, "Whether you can grasp it or not depends on your luck."

"Then who will be in charge from now on?" The White Lotus Sect Leader asked, "What should we do?"

"After the Demon Emperor, if I cannot achieve immortality, I will die." Lin Xian shook his head and sighed, "You probably won't be able to see it either. Only God knows the future of the White Lotus Sect."

When the White Lotus leader wanted to ask again, Lin Xian and Hua Hua turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared, leaving everyone standing there looking at each other in bewilderment, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Walking on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, the sky is blue and the streams are flowing. The lakes are like jade inlaid in the earth, magnificent. From time to time, birds fly through the clouds, creating a pure paradise.

"Buddha, you are the future Buddha, but why do the leaders call me the future Buddha?"

The spirit boy Huahua squatted in front of a lake, looking at his reflection in the water, and asked in confusion: "The future Buddha is not the savior, there is only one."

"Heaven helps those who save themselves. The White Lotus Sect emphasizes the equality of all living beings. Therefore, everyone can become a Buddha. Everyone is a future Buddha."

Lin Xian said calmly: "Without relying on the emperor or king, without praying for salvation from gods or immortals, mortals can rely on their own blood and thoughts, unite as one, and still settle accounts with the most powerful supreme being. This is salvation."

"But how can we unite the mortals?"

Although Huahua was young, she was very wise and had bright eyes. She asked, "I have seen that mortals are very weak and like to fight among themselves."

“Only when life and death are at stake will sentient beings break free from their separate minds, and all Buddhas will return to oneness, achieving the most fundamental spiritual resonance.”

Lin Xian flipped his palm and summoned a white banner with purple air that was almost black. He said meaningfully: "This banner is a medium that can unite the power of all living beings. Only it can inspire the power of the most ordinary people. Only it can help all living beings pour out their bitterness and win back the human feelings and reason."

"So that's how it is." Huahua nodded, not quite understanding, and then asked curiously, "Buddha, what is the name of this banner?"

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Ancestor Banner, also known as the Human Emperor Banner..."

Lin Xian spoke slowly and took Huahua towards the depths of the plateau. The two figures, one big and one small, became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared over the horizon.

"swastika……"

The spiritual boy Huahua recited mysterious Buddhist mantras, and in the dark, opened a road to the sacred mountain.

He is a spiritual child with extraordinary talent and is well versed in Buddhist scriptures because he was given a piece of Buddha's skull bone when he was young.

Sakyamuni once used the karmic fire of an entire ancient star to refine his true body and forge the body of a quasi-emperor, thus transforming himself. In the process, several pieces of bones were burned out, one of which was a skull bone, which is a sacred object and symbolizes the Buddhist orthodoxy.

"In the past, the great Buddha Amitabha's nirvana was divided into three parts. One part became Sakyamuni, and the other part circulated in the Western Desert and was obtained by successive holy monks. Later, it was blessed in my body and became the future Buddha."

"The last part is left in the Amitabha Star Region. It can be said that the cunning rabbit has three burrows and has many backup plans."

Lin Xian pondered the piece of Buddha's skull and sighed, "It's a pity that the Great Emperor Amitabha didn't predict that Sakyamuni would not admit that he was a previous life."

"The fire of karma forged a golden body, and I abandoned my previous life, and thus I got this piece of Buddha's skull bone."

Lin Xian, Hua Hua, and the stone Buddha in the Amitabha star field, when the three become one, are the true rebirth of the great Emperor Amitabha, living out his third life.

If it weren't for Lin Xian, Huahua would be the successor of Sakya, possessing the Buddha nature of Mount Sumeru, and one person would have two Buddha consciousnesses. That's why Sakyamanini's uncle Garuda chose Huahua instead of Sakyamanini.

"I am the only one who is supreme in heaven and on earth. This is also the path of Buddhism. The lower ones choose superstition, but the more virtuous and eminent monks believe in themselves, the less likely they are to become Buddhas. The teachings of Buddhism are full of contradictions."

Lin Xian sighed. It was impossible for him and Hua Hua to help Amitabha the Great Emperor. Their only hope was the relics on Mount Sumeru.

In the past, Amitabha Buddha was just a body of faith, but after obtaining the Dharma of the Immortal Taoist, he gradually evolved into a living being, and there was an extra hope out of thin air.

There is little hope of taking over someone else's body; only by taking over one's own body can there be a glimmer of hope.

"Buddha, is this the sacred mountain?" Huahua looked at the scenery in front of her with a look of surprise. This was completely different from what was described in the Buddhist scriptures. There was no merit pond, no celestial maidens, no golden flowers, no divine music, just a desolate and silent ancient temple. It was silent and lifeless.

The ancient buildings are magnificent and majestic, carrying the ancient glory of Buddhism. Too many events have happened there in the past.

Unfortunately, the spiritual spring has dried up, the grass and trees have withered, and it is no longer as prosperous as before, but Lin Xian can still sense that huge mental power.

"All Buddhas are one. Sakyamuni's temple is my temple."

"When you have accomplished your mission, you will return to paradise and I will also sit on the lotus platform."

Lin Xian laughed, and green lotuses sprouted under his feet. He crossed numerous magic arrays and brought Huahua to Lingshan. There were some obstacles along the way, but he was no match for the saint, and all of them were sucked into the Human Emperor Banner.

The two found many remaining rare treasures along the way, and even half a volume of the imperial scripture - the Vedas.

The most precious thing is a pot of medicine. More than two thousand years ago, Sakyamuni refined medicine here. He wanted to use the dragon vein of Lingshan as fire to slowly ripen the pot of medicine and leave it to future generations.

As a result, in the Dharma Ending Age, no one could enter Lingshan, and it has remained there until now.

Lin Xian snapped his fingers and opened the lid of the furnace. Suddenly, a green cloud of medicine rose into the sky, and thousands of strange visions appeared, full of spirituality.

"Master smells so good."

Huahua sniffed the fragrance of the medicine and was intoxicated for a moment. Just smelling it extended her life by 480 years. Her whole body glowed, as if her marrow had been cleansed. The medicinal cloud turned into immortal divinity and merged into her body. An ordinary person would also be transformed into a body comparable to a king, as if he had ascended to heaven.

"The immortality elixir, how can it not be delicious?"

Lin Xian sighed. He had handled Bodhi seeds before, so he could naturally tell what kind of medicine was being refined in the furnace. The essence of the Bodhi tree was the main ingredient, and the elixir refined from it was destined to be heaven-defying.

He ignored the sky full of rosy clouds and medicinal fragrance, and suddenly reached for the ground, immediately grabbing a magical pill that was completely emerald green. It was not round, but shaped like a bodhi tree.

This is the real elixir. The medicinal fragrance just now was just a bait.

"What a clever idea! This pill has 70% to 80% of the power of the immortality elixir, comparable to the perfect evolutionary fluid of the eighth stage."

Lin Xian's eyes flashed with divine light. He froze the elixir and took out a holy weapon to seal it up to prevent the medicinal properties from dissipating.

The gains from the trip to Lingshan were truly enormous, but this one pill would be beneficial to his future efforts to become a Great Sage or even a Quasi-Emperor.

Nine lives and nine deaths are destined to be extremely dangerous, and this elixir is just right to protect him.

The two of them wandered around Lingshan for half a day and came to a waterfall. There was no longer any road and there was an endless sea of ​​suffering ahead.

"It's hard to cross the sea of ​​suffering..."

The spirit boy Huahua said in distress: "Buddha, how can we get out?"

"Namo Shakyamuni Buddha."

Lin Xian chanted a Buddhist name, which mobilized the power of faith that had been dormant in Lingshan for thousands of years, and transformed it into a divine bridge to the sky, crossing the other side and across the sea of ​​suffering. As time passed, the space was moved.

An ancient building came into view, with a rusty copper plaque on the temple. It was the Great Leiyin Temple that Pangbo did not take away.

"Mars, the Great Leiyin Temple."

"I saw the sound of thunder at the end of the road. That's how it is."

Lin Xian whispered, visiting this thousand-year-old temple. This was his third time coming here. Every time he arrived at the temple, his mood was very different.

At this moment there is no Crocodile Ancestor, but there is a Buddha.

Lin Xian walked into the temple with Huahua, but was suddenly stunned and stopped, because the ancient temple that was originally covered with dust was now spotless, and the six-word mantra sounded!

"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum..."

A little monk with red lips and white teeth, who looked about the same size as Huahua, came out to greet her. He stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Future Buddha, the World Honored One has been waiting for a long time. This junior brother, please follow me."

"who are you?"

Huahua asked curiously, could the monks in the Great Leiyin Temple be the legendary Bodhisattva Arhats?

"Little Monk Jin Chanzi."

The little monk in white put his hands together, with young eyes and brows. Although he is young, he has an otherworldly feeling and is very smart.

"Golden Chanzi!"

Huahua looked surprised. He was already six years old, not a three-year-old child, and he had read Journey to the West.

"Are you from the ancient Amitabha star region?"

Lin Xian suddenly asked, with a strange look in his eyes.

"That's right. I was born on the ancient Buddha star and then followed my master to practice." Jin Chanzi said truthfully
"Then have you ever seen a monkey in the Amitabha Star Region?" Lin Xian looked strange and asked tentatively, "A golden fighting saint ape, most likely a quasi-emperor now."

(End of this chapter)