Covering the Heavens: Its fortune endures forever, sweeping across all heavens.

They regarded ordinary people as seeds, as stepping stones for their cultivation.

In this way, no matter how many problems exist within Buddhism, they are genuinely doing practical things for all beings because they "seek" from them and need the power of faith to sustain themselves and increase their spiritual cultivation.

Other forces, having no "requests" from mortals, will naturally have the power of life and death over them.

Standing outside the Western Desert, Qin Tian could sense the majestic sacred mountain. Buddhist light emanated from its summit, illuminating all directions. Any cultivator who came to the Western Desert with malicious intent would find it difficult to withstand the impact of this vast and boundless spiritual power.

Mount Sumeru seems to stand in the eternal void, radiating an immortal brilliance, shrouded in mist.

The moment Qin Tian set foot on this sacred land, the entire Western Desert shone. Boundless power of faith had long been buried beneath every inch of the soil of the Western Desert, wandering between heaven and earth, among all paths, with the Bodhisattva realm controlling everything.

The entire Western Desert is a unique Buddha body, and Qin Tian at this moment possesses the authority personally bestowed by the Amitabha Buddha Emperor.

He can be considered the second-generation leader of Buddhism.

This land is naturally endowed with destiny.

With each step, a golden lotus flower would automatically rise beneath one's feet, radiating a tangible Buddha-nature that illuminated ten thousand miles.

Countless forces of faith, from the heavens, the earth, the lakes, and the hearts of people, surged forth.

It is truly sacred to the extreme, and is very similar to Amitabha Buddha of the past.

Legend has it that Amitabha Buddha descended from beyond the borders to the Western Desert, measuring every inch of land on foot. Wherever he went, Bodhi trees grew, lotus flowers bloomed, and the Gobi Desert was transformed into a pure land.

They transformed a barren land into a paradise.

Now there is another person who seems to be recreating the great achievements of Amitabha Buddha.

Wherever he went, the land blossomed with divinity and Buddhahood, as if a scene from a legend had descended, and life emerged in every place in the Gobi Desert, turning into fertile soil.

Clear springs gush forth from between the rocks, and the world is changing, turning sand and stones into soil, and wasteland into fertile land.

As strands and threads of faith converge, even the weakest force, once it reaches hundreds, thousands, or even hundreds of millions, undergoes a qualitative change, unleashing incredible power.

In a daze, Qin Tian felt countless living beings surrounding him, united as one, indestructible. Each strand of faith represented a spiritual treasure, vast as smoke, yet incredibly solid.

Qin Tian was surrounded by astonishing phenomena: golden lotuses bloomed, and within each blooming flower sat a Buddha, each with a different expression, chanting scriptures, yet all in unison praising: "Praise be to the Holy Buddha who saves people from countless reincarnations."

One after another, the power of faith, as tangible as a physical object, poured down upon him, and a long-lost golden statue of a Buddha appeared in the world, standing between heaven and earth.

The immortal golden body radiated countless layers of Buddha light, forty-eight layers of circular light, piercing through the nine heavens and ten earths, with great light, great compassion, great merit, endless and boundless.

He is now a sage, with combat power comparable to the Great Sage, and has set foot in the Western Desert to take charge of Buddhism.

I shall be the only one who reigns supreme in heaven and on earth!

.........

Qin Tian, ​​who wields the power of faith, is like an unparalleled god, pushing his own Dao to its extreme.

At this moment, he seemed to have mastered the way of existence; he was the universe itself, radiating vitality and inspiring life, almost omnipotent.

Along the way, he met many pilgrims who devoutly prostrated themselves with every step, but after seeing Qin Tian, ​​they were all greatly shocked, as if they had encountered a true Buddha.

They actively followed Qin Tian.

Wherever Qin Tian went, every ancient temple radiated pure spiritual power and emitted Buddhist light.

He measured the Western Desert step by step, but his speed was extremely fast. Not only him, but all the beings following him were also given supernatural powers.

Even so, it took them three months to reach Mount Sumeru.

.........

Mount Sumeru is too big. It towers into the sky, majestic and vast. It can pierce the sky and fill the ocean. It spans the past and present and will last for eternity.

The monks of Mount Sumeru, who had received the news early on, all came to the foot of the mountain to wait.

After all, the entire Western Desert was glowing, and the power of faith on Mount Sumeru was surging. Everyone could see it, and the monks on Mount Sumeru were no exception.

When the monks saw Qin Tian's figure from afar, they were all shocked.

"Followed by Buddhas, with Bodhisattvas standing in attendance!"

"Such a grand spectacle could only have been witnessed by the ancient Amitabha Buddha Emperor!"

Some sharp-eyed people recognized the gods and Buddhas standing around Qin Tian and exclaimed, "These Buddhas and Bodhisattvas look so familiar, as if I have seen their figures in paintings before."

“That was an ancient Buddha from 50,000 years ago. After his death, he was buried in the Bodhisattva realm. I once experienced the spirit of this ancient Buddha.”

“That was a Bodhisattva who lived for 120,000 years. His cultivation was extraordinary. After his death, he was also buried in the Bodhisattva Realm, leaving behind a spiritual imprint.” All the Buddhas standing beside Qin Tian were recognized one by one.

"My God, this is reincarnation!"

"No wonder Amitabha Buddha created the Bodhisattva Realm, no wonder he encouraged all monks to integrate their spirit and primordial soul into the Bodhisattva Realm," the monks said in trembling voices.

"I originally thought it was to leave opportunities for future generations of Buddhists, but now it seems to be paving the way for future holy Buddhas."

Upon seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but recall the decree issued by the Great Emperor Amitabha more than a decade ago.

"The holy Buddha descended to earth, took control of Mount Sumeru, opened up the six realms of reincarnation, saved people and opened a glimmer of hope for all beings."

A Buddhist passerby exclaimed excitedly, "Is this the moment when the decree of Amitabha Buddha is fulfilled?!"

Qin Tian was content and at ease, with strands of holy aura filling the heavens and earth, encompassing everything and possessing everything. As the second-generation leader of Buddhism, he had received the authority personally bestowed by the Amitabha Buddha Emperor. On this land that had long been shrouded in Buddhist order, he was an unparalleled existence.

When he first set foot in the Western Desert, he connected with the Bodhisattva realm and saw the imprints of Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas. The images were blurry, but they felt very real, and the sound of Zen chants lingered.

Qin Tiansong chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Homage to the Holy Buddha of Future Star Reincarnation!"

An invisible wave rippled through the Bodhisattva realm, awakening all the dormant spiritual imprints within, drawing them out of the void and transforming them into Buddhas surrounding and protecting them.

To become a guest of honor, a lackey to support Qin Tian, ​​and to help Qin Tian achieve a thoroughly enjoyable moment of glory in front of others.

In return, the power of reincarnation helps them reshape their souls, and the power of virtuous deeds fills their spiritual imprints, allowing their former primordial spirit to reappear.

Having previously helped the Great Emperor reshape his soul, Qin Tian now found reshaping the Buddhas effortless.

They weren't emperors, just a group of sages, so repairing them was quite easy.

A little bit of virtuous faith, following the form of the spiritual imprint, reshapes the soul. The Buddhas, who were originally just imprints, open their eyes, exude emotions, smile, and suddenly realize the truth.

The same memories, the same primordial spirit—everyone was shocked; this was the allure of reincarnation.

Ten thousand years later, the departed creatures are resurrected at this moment. Such a scene is too terrifying and makes people feel terrified.

Groups of monks knelt down as if they had seen the true Buddha, bowing devoutly and chanting in unison, "Praise be to the Holy Buddha!"

"Homage to the Holy Buddha of Future Star Reincarnation!"

Pure faith power flowed into Qin Tian's Bodhi seed bracelet, causing the Bodhi seeds to radiate five-colored divine light. Countless Buddhist mantras lit up, cleansing the bracelet's surface and making it even more crystal clear. The wisdom and spiritual light it emitted became even more dazzling.

Qin Tian smiled and looked at the Buddhas with compassion; these were all profound treasures.

His underworld is newly opened and his heavenly court is newly established, with a shallow foundation. If he wants to suppress the nine heavens and ten earths and sweep across the boundary seas in the future, he will inevitably need a massive number of talents to support him.

Moreover, these Buddhist monks are all exceptional talents, starting from the path of sainthood.

Having experienced the cycle of life and death and been reborn, this is so in line with Buddhist teachings.

Every cultivator who reincarnates can break through at least one major realm, and there are definitely quite a few among them who have the potential to become quasi-emperors.

Theoretically, those who have the potential to attain enlightenment could even give rise to several more.

The cycle of birth and death, and the rebirth of Nirvana, perfectly aligns with Buddhist teachings. It's as if every person who is reincarnated has "attained enlightenment" once.

These people are Qin Tian's future team.

As the second-generation leader of Buddhism appointed by the Great Emperor Amitabha, and the reincarnation saint who pulled them back from the brink of death.

Where else could they go if they didn't submit to Qin Tian's command?

The Tao is here, the Buddha is here, who can refuse reincarnation and the true Buddha?

The pilgrimage of ten thousand Buddhas is inevitable!

And he is that "Zong," the Tathagata who resides in the world.

Qin Tian walked up to a monkey and said softly, "Monkey, it's time for you to step down!"

"You are the Holy Buddha of Reincarnation?!"

"You want me to abdicate? Fine! Beat me!" The Victorious Fighting Buddha's fiery eyes shone brightly.

The monkey's rise to become the leader of Mount Sumeru was not without its challenges. As an outsider, he directly suppressed the original Buddhist saint, donned Buddhist robes, and sat on a lotus throne, thus taking control of Mount Sumeru.

Even if Qin Tian were to come and succeed to the throne with the will of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor, this fearless and mighty Fighting Saint Ape would never willingly relinquish his position as the leader of Mount Sumeru.

He needed to pave a broad path to the ultimate path for his nephew.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha's eyes shone brightly, gleaming with golden light, as if flames were burning within them, as he stared intently at Qin Tian.

After all, the concept of reincarnation is incredibly intriguing.

Qin Tian recognized all the Buddhas standing around him, one of which was even the ancient Buddha who had guided him into Buddhism, with the same primordial spirit fluctuations.

This greatly alarmed and shocked the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

"If it's possible to create the soul of an ancient Buddha, then what about an ancient emperor? Can he return from the cycle of reincarnation?" The Victorious Fighting Buddha couldn't help but think to himself.

He always had a regret in his heart, which was his eldest brother, the last emperor of the ancient era.

Although he's called the eldest brother, he's practically like a father to me.

After all, when the Victorious Fighting Buddha was born, his father was already quite old.

His father passed away shortly after he was born.

He was practically raised by the Holy Emperor of Battle. As the eldest brother, he was like a father to the Holy Emperor, so he treated the Holy Emperor's son with the utmost respect, like a close nephew or brother.

"Considering your merit in protecting Buddhism," Qin Tian handed him a banana.

"Give!"

"You think you can just give me a banana to get rid of me?"

The Victorious Fighting Buddha looked left and right, activating his fiery eyes to their fullest extent.

He initially thought it was a banana similar to the legendary Medicine King's "Ten Thousand Year Banana," but it looked like just an ordinary banana, at most containing a little essence that could help people escape the sea of ​​suffering.

But in the eyes of the Great Sage, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, it was just an ordinary banana.

"I may look like a monkey, but I am essentially the Fighting Ape." The Victorious Fighting Buddha's face was dark.

"Isn't an ape just a monkey?" Qin Tian scratched his head and asked hesitantly.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha's face darkened, and he pulled out his immortal iron cudgel and slammed it into the ground: "Are you provoking me?!"

"Take a look inside!" Qin Tian encouraged.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha frowned slightly, peeled the banana, and the radiance of the divine source shone on his face. He saw a goddess lying in the divine source, so familiar. Her purple hair partially covered her divine face, and contained a trace of life force.

"How about it, 'When the banana leaves open, you see an old friend,' isn't that Zen-like?" Qin Tian said with his hands on his hips, chuckling, "This is an idea I thought about for a long time."

"Thank you, but please don't make it so abstract next time." The Victorious Fighting Buddha remained silent for a long time before speaking directly:

"You're not suited for this."

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Chapter 325 All Buddhas Pay Homage to the Buddha, the World Honored One Tathagata, the Ultimate Dharma Body, the True Golden Finger

The Victorious Fighting Buddha carefully stored away the divine source, looked up at Qin Tian again, and said, "If you can withstand my three strikes, I will step down and yield my position to a more worthy person."

"No need for that. If you lose after three moves, then step down on your own!" Qin Tian said, indicating that he wouldn't take advantage of the situation.

The opportunity to fight the Fighting Holy Ape was rare, and he didn't want to give it up.

Although he had evolved into the Fighting Saint Ape in the Cloud Dream Realm and experienced the spirit of fighting against heaven and earth, it wasn't as satisfying as facing it himself.

"Very well, as you wish!" The Fighting Saint Buddha pulled a golden cudgel from his ear. It was a great holy weapon that had accompanied the Fighting Saint King on his conquests.

The combination of a monkey and a stick is timeless.

"Come and fight!"

Qin Tian's eyes shone brightly, and an aura of eternal taboo soared into the sky. He stepped into the Divine Forbidden Domain once again, unrestrained and lawless!

"Boom!"

The two did not exchange many words. The moment he sensed Qin Qi's intentions, the Victorious Fighting Buddha gave up the idea of ​​holding back.

He knew perfectly well that the creature before him was an invincible enemy, a worthy adversary to be fought.