The Great Black Hand

The look was as if "the wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold, the Black Emperor has gone and will never return"!

The big black dog ascended the heavenly road, singing as he walked. He was wearing nine-colored armor, a silver crown on his head, and a red cloak on his back. He looked like an unrivaled hero!

Somehow, even the background music seemed to start playing.

——Black Emperor, where are you going?

——Travel through the ancient wilderness and search for the holy body!

——If you never come back...

——and never come back!

It traveled across vast mountains and rivers, like an emperor inspecting his own world, and finally stopped in the southern region of the Eastern Wilderness, in a country called Yan.

The State of Yan is two thousand miles long from north to south and three thousand miles long from east to west, but such a territory is just a drop in the ocean in the Eastern Wilderness. There are countless countries like this.

But it is destined to be extraordinary.

Although it is only a corner of the Eastern Wilderness, the ancient forbidden land among the seven life forbidden areas famous as Beidou is located in it!

And on this day, the Black Emperor came!

It shook the armor of the God Emperor, wore a silver-gold crown, held a heavenly staff in its hand, stood up, took a step forward, the mountains and rivers turned, and it went straight into the ancient forbidden land!

As soon as it set foot, the big black dog felt a terrifying wave that was about to devour its vitality.

"Qiang!"

The Divine Emperor's battle suit glowed, automatically protecting itself and resisting this devouring force.

"Zheng!"

Another ray of extremely divine light flashed, and an ancient ruler hung in the air, nourishing all things and making them flourish.

Two imperial weapons in hand!

Black Emperor had made very thorough preparations for this trip.

As it moved forward, it could occasionally see the living dead, known as "wild slaves", roaming around. They all looked at Heihuang with ominous eyes, which made the big black dog feel frightened.

"when!"

As a last resort, it took out a small bell, which was engraved with some patterns of the Wu Shi Bell. It was a forbidden weapon left by the Wu Shi Emperor.

The sound of the bell was so loud that even though it had not been fired, it was still quite intimidating. The pressure from the ancient emperor frightened the wild slaves and made them retreat.

Protected by a suit of armor, the Black Emperor moved forward rapidly, through the jungle, and rushed towards the center of the ancient forbidden land. The two imperial weapons were mighty, and the laws of the world swept across the place.

Its target is clear, which is the nine sacred mountains where the nine miraculous immortal medicines have taken root.

Finally, this awakened some kind of existence.

At some point, a figure covered in golden hair appeared and stood in front of the Black Emperor.

"boom!"

The two imperial weapons were completely revived, and they sensed a powerful enemy!

"Crash!"

The chains made of divine gold vibrated, shackled the figure that suddenly appeared... This was a tall creature, about ten feet tall, with intimidating golden hair, surging blood, and a pair of ink-red eyes staring at Hei Huang, making the big black dog's flesh and bones seem to explode!

"The Holy Body of Great Perfection!"

The Black Emperor sensed a familiar aura. After all, he had been to the Holy Cliff and seen the corpse of the Great Saint Body.

Now after comparing them, I am immediately sure - this is the goal!

however……

"Can you still communicate in this state? Can you still have children?"

The big black dog suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

But now that things have come to this, it can only try its best and go ahead with it.

"when!"

A pleasant bell sounded, and at this moment, the Black Emperor seemed to represent the will of the Wu Shi Great Emperor thousands of years ago, and was communicating with this great holy body.

Unfortunately, things did not go smoothly.

"It's the person who is strong, not the physique..." the Great Saint said calmly, "Moreover, if she hadn't come in the past, I would have probably passed away. I wouldn't have been able to hold on and resist the pervasive curse of the underworld."

"I can't control my power and not hurt others."

The Great Saint's tone was filled with sadness and helplessness, "Do you see these shackles? They are restraints to prevent me from going completely crazy and committing the most terrible massacre in the world."

The condition of this holy body is too bad.

If you can't even control your own strength, how can you talk about mating?

Besides...

"My holy blood has been contaminated, and the curse of the underworld has been entangled in my origin... If you want to seek an innate holy body and a Taoist fetus, you should not seek it from me, but look for a young man with brand new vitality."

"Ah!" The big black dog held his head. "If I could find it, why would I risk coming here?"

"Where is the Holy Body of this era?!"

The Black Emperor jumped up and down.

The Great Saint Body looked at it without saying anything, with a lonely expression, as if he was recalling some past events, that was the era that once belonged to him.

"what?"

Suddenly, he raised his head abruptly and looked toward the sky, as if he sensed the breath of some incomplete "kind" appearing in this world, or escaping from some seal, and thus began his adventure of evading the ticket for the space flight.

"Perhaps, your problem is not a problem..."

he said.

"what?"

The Black Emperor was bewildered.

But before it could ask further, suddenly the entire ancient Big Dipper star began to shake, and countless lights rushed in from all directions of the universe!

"Amitabha!"

In the distant western land, at this moment a huge Buddha statue towering into the starry sky stood up!

He was so tall that the entire ancient Big Dipper star could see this shocking miracle!

Chapter 75: Different Paths, Black Emperor Receives Goods

"Ok?"

"It's him?"

"Amitabha?"

In the ancient forbidden area, the strongest man of the past is awakening, and is startled by the huge fluctuations on Mount Xumi in the Western Desert.

They raised their eyelids and scanned all the information happening in the universe, and understood the root cause of the matter.

"Isn't Amitabha dead? Why is he still making trouble?"

In a vast silver sea that reaches the sky, there is a supreme being in elegant attire whispering in a melodious voice.

"No, it's not him... The real Amitabha Buddha passed away that year, it's not in vain."

In the Immortal Mountain, there is a Holy Spirit Emperor with cold eyes, a high opinion of himself, and a heart that wants to be invincible in the world.

He watched coldly the great changes taking place in the Western Desert. Just then, a gigantic and boundless Buddha statue stood up, more than a billion feet high, soaring into the starry sky and reaching beyond the realm.

At first, the Buddha statue seemed a little illusory.

However, as endless points of light from the universe flew in and merged with it, it suddenly became solid, as if the true body of a chaotic god who created the world had descended!

"Interesting... a Dharma body forged by the power of faith!"

The Holy Spirit Emperor nodded first, then shook his head and sneered, "It seems that this is mostly a preparation for the path to immortality, to carry all the sentient beings of Buddhism and enter the path to immortality."

"ridiculous!"

"The real person is dead, and only a Dharma body is left. Even if he enters the fairyland, what good is it? He is just making wedding clothes for those ants!"

"Stupid, okay!"

This Holy Spirit Emperor quickly lost interest in the Western Desert.

Because it makes no sense.

This Dharma body of Amitabha Buddha will only conquer for the sake of immortality.

If you regard it as an opponent... it is not weak, as it contains the ultimate laws of Amitabha the Great.

I took so much effort to kill him... Can a Dharma body squeeze out even a bit of vitality?

This is simply a piece of chicken ribs. Even if you beat him to death, he will still be covered in dirt.

The supreme beings in the restricted area are not the same kind of people as Amitabha the Great Emperor.

What they seek is immortality for themselves and to enter the fairyland with their true bodies. They have always had different paths from Amitabha the Great Emperor, who left behind his Dharma body after his death to lead all living beings into the fairyland, and have never worked together.

The Buddha statue is extremely solid, and the vast power of faith in Mount Sumeru shines, giving it a kind of life fluctuation, as if the former great emperor is standing in the world again.

He chanted his aspirations and uttered a Zen chant, as if he was telling all living beings, or as if he was having a conversation with the forbidden zone of life.

"If I become an immortal, if there are still three evil realms of hell, hungry ghosts, and animals in my immortal land, I will not take the supreme immortal position."

"If I become an immortal, I will not take the position of supreme immortal if any of the heavens and people in my immortal land still fall and experience the three evil realms after their life span ends."

"If I become an immortal, if all the heavens and people in my immortal land do not have golden bodies, I will not take the supreme immortal position."

……

One great ambition after another is so grand that it resounds through the heavens and earth and spreads into the universe.

The scene was astonishing, spreading to the endless ancient domain and the other side of the starry sky, with endless light and rain, brilliance lasting forever.

This day was the day when the Bodhi Zen Conference was held, and it was also the day when the Buddhist canon was compiled, which was unprecedented in ancient times.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle activated the backup plan of Amitabha the Great Emperor, allowing the Dharma body left behind by this emperor to manifest itself, intimidating all monsters and demons and ensuring the smooth progress of the compilation of Zen theories and Buddhist scriptures.

By the way, Jiang Yifei became the biggest beneficiary of this process.

As the current abbot of the Great Leiyin Temple, he held the demon-subduing pestle in his hand and sensed the vast power of faith that was pouring in from the entire universe. He transformed himself into a carrier and took the initiative to participate in the shaping of the Buddha's Dharma body, passing it on to those Buddhist disciples who had a strong affinity with him.

This is actually equivalent to fleecing the great Buddha Amitabha and using part of his faith and power for his own benefit.

But the Vajra acquiesced.

It also wanted to see whether, after the boy's magical operation, there would really be a fairy flower of reincarnation that would connect its past and present lives.

At the very least, it can help to increase our resistance against possible dark turmoil in the future.

“I feel like I’ve never been in better shape.”

Jiang Yifei whispered, the Buddha's light was boundless, illuminating his immortal platform and forging his golden body, every inch of which was like colored glaze.

He personally felt the gathering of the Dharma body, where the faith of all living beings transcended time and space and condensed into the Buddha statue.

The Buddha statues have their own rules. After collecting the power of faith, they are processed and transformed into things that are beneficial to living beings and then given back.

This back and forth is a contract, a cause and effect, a reflection of ambition, and a manifestation of merit.

Jiang Yifei felt this pulse, it was as if the great Buddha Amitabha had transcended time and was teaching him the Dharma from heart to heart.

It is better to do it once than to say it a hundred or a thousand times.

In such a grand fluctuation, Jiang Yifei re-sorted out the cause and effect. Those Buddhist disciples born in the Western Desert all had new cause and effect rules with him. A sacred contract was concluded, transcending time, spanning space, and would never be forgotten, echoing through the ages!

"My path is cut here."

Jiang Yifei stood up, and boundless Buddha light turned into a cassock and was draped over his body.

He walked to the top of Mount Sumeru and witnessed countless Buddhists worshipping and paying homage to Amitabha Buddha.

"Bodhi Zen Discussion, officially begins!"

……

The brilliance of history shines brightly, and this day is destined to be remembered for the glory of the Western Desert.