Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

"Master, you must be joking."

Luo Chen feigned surprise, "If you are the Buddha, then what is sealed within Buddhism?"

This simple question, however, caused Shen Shu to fall into deep thought.

Finally, he slowly explained, "The monk is ultimately only using the right hand; many of his memories are incomplete."

"But I am certain that I have some kind of close connection with the Buddha."

The more Shenshu recalls, the more easily she loses control and enters a state of rage.

Unfortunately, we had no choice but to give up for the time being.

"Do not chase after external distractions, do not give rise to delusional thoughts, gather your six senses, and return to a single thought."

"Young benefactor, I have a feeling that, in the darkness, Buddha and I are destined to have a life-or-death battle."

"If the monk possesses a complete body, he will not only know the truth of the matter, but he will also be able to join forces with the young benefactor to oppose the Buddha in the future."

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen nodded in response:

"Since the master became acquainted with me, he has repeatedly helped me overcome insurmountable obstacles."

"Even this time when I suppressed the Witch God Cult, it was thanks to the master's help that I improved my body and gained a trace of immortality, which enabled me to withstand the power of the superior rules."

"No matter what, I will definitely help the master find his body parts!"

Luo Chen punched open the heavy door sealing the cave, stepped out of the cave, and enjoyed the rare sunshine.

He changed the subject and smiled slightly, "Fortunately, the lad was well-prepared and was constantly searching for parts of the master's body."

"Currently, the last part of the master's body is in the Demon-Suppressing Stream below the Buddhist Golden Mountain."

Shenshu hurriedly reminded him, "Young benefactor, that is a monk's head!"

"The Buddha is not at ease to personally oversee it. Now that you are wounded by the rules, you must not be reckless."

Suddenly, Shen Shu realized what was happening.

"The monk's body is only missing a head?"

"How long has it been?"

"This is the culmination of the Buddha's and several Bodhisattvas' painstaking efforts to protect it, and it's been so quickly breached by this young benefactor?"

Then there is only one possibility.

Perhaps the moment the young benefactor became acquainted with him, she began painstakingly searching for his body parts.

What a grand vision and level of trust this represents!

If it were an ordinary person, even if they found parts of his body, they wouldn't readily hand them over.

They might even use coercion and bribery as a means to restrict him.

After regaining her composure, Shen Shu felt a warm current welling up in her heart and couldn't help but sigh:

"Young benefactor, you are too kind; it is the monk who is attached to appearances. The plot is reaching its climax: Update! Come and check out Cola Novels!"

Luo Chen burst through the air, shooting like a human-shaped meteor through the clouds, heading towards the capital.

They communicated with the divine.

"Master, there is something I am ashamed to say."

"I have read countless ancient books and know that the Asura race is bloodthirsty and warlike, so I was very wary when I met you, Master."

"But after getting to know the master, I found that the Asura race is not as described in the ancient books. On the contrary, the master always gave me the feeling of an enlightened monk."

"If everyone in Buddhism could be like the Master, it certainly wouldn't be like it is now, corrupt and extravagant, treating the weak like dirt."

In the court of the Great Feng Dynasty, various corruption problems were prominent, all of which were attributed to the decline of the Great Feng's national strength.

Forty years ago, Empress Joan of Arc was a woman of great ability but was also lustful and decadent, indulging in drinking and pleasure every day.

Not necessarily. Some common people have stood up and accused the Great Feng court of utter corruption.

After all, in this extraordinary world, powerful forces can suppress many problems.

The corruption within the Buddhist community was even worse than that of the Great Feng Dynasty.

Several bodhisattvas in Buddhism were determined to help the Buddha break the seal, and they left all Buddhist affairs to their subordinates.

Arhats and Dharma protectors naturally do not have this opportunity; it is necessary to cultivate mid-level forces within Buddhism.

Therefore, the people in the territories of the twenty kingdoms were living in utter misery.

On the eve of a man's marriage, he must offer up a wife as pure as jade in order to receive blessings from a high monk.

For matters such as procreation and burial, donations of silver and blessings from high-ranking monks are required before these can proceed.

Otherwise, the couple in the household would be forcibly conscripted and forced to do hard labor.

"Master, I have always believed what you said."

"It's just because I have this one thought in my mind, that I always feel you are the real Buddha."

"But you possess the body of an Asura, which I suspect is the Daoist method of 'One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones' possession."

"Young benefactor, you mean...?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Shu began to forcefully recall the events in her mind, and pain and a sense of being torn apart surged into her heart.

But it stopped in time.

Luo Chen didn't believe in gods and knew nothing about them. He then said calmly, "Master, it is said that Buddha is willing to sacrifice himself to save all sentient beings."

"Perhaps you do not know about the twenty Western lands, where the people need a great and enlightened true Buddha to save them."

"And the sorcerer said that the Buddha lost his mind and became a madman."

"Therefore, young man, I believe that between you and the Buddha, only the one who survives is the true Buddha!"