The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 265 Promise
Everyone in the world knows that there are amazing secrets in the hundreds of millions of miles of Buddhist land in Mount Sumeru in the western desert. The strength of Amitabha Buddha and the depth of research on the power of faith are hard to find in the entire universe.

Presumably, there is no major religion in the entire Beidou that can monopolize one of the five domains, but hundreds of thousands of years ago, Emperor Amitabha did it. He moved the entire Mount Sumeru to the Beidou and transformed into a kingdom of hundreds of millions of miles. There are four major temples, but these four temples are all dedicated to Amitabha!
In recent years, tens of thousands of ancient races have been born. These people are of different races, powerful, and IQs are also mixed. The ancestors of several ethnic groups tried to provoke Mount Sumeru, but unexpectedly picked out many secrets of that Foshan. They were all converted into Dharma Protector Arhats and Vajras.

Among them, there is a piece of Xinmi that is the most shocking and terrifying, it can scare the entire ancient royal family speechless!

In the past three or four thousand years, the bishop of Mount Sumeru, the great sage, is named Dou Zhan Shengfo, and he is actually the younger brother of an ancient emperor.

Since then, no ancient royal family dared to venture into Mount Sumeru again, not only because of the monstrous monstrosity of the Buddhist sect, but also because they were extremely afraid of the combat power of that terrifying fighting holy Buddha!
Now, the old holy Buddha of Dou Zhan is standing in front of Si Xuan and the others alive like this. The golden yellow cassock on his body is incomparably bright and dazzling. The Buddhist scriptures and small characters are branded on the cassock, and one can even hear the faint voice on it. Chanting sound.

Old Zhu behind Sixuan stared blankly at the Dou Zhan Holy Ape, one of the legendary four great ape races. After observing for a while, a look of disappointment appeared on the ferocious ape face.

The golden eyes of the old holy Buddha have already lost their divine light, and they are slightly lowered. There is less ferocity and war of the Dou Zhan clan, and more compassion and Zen from Buddhist practitioners. This is not what Lao Zhu wants to see. .

Of course, Si Xuan noticed the change in Zhu Yan's gaze, and couldn't help but smile in his heart. The fairy iron rod used to fight the old holy emperor never left the holy Buddha, which shows that the holy Buddha never gave up the way of fighting. After all, Old Zhuyan underestimated him.

In the hands of the holy Buddha is the purple gold pestle that subdues demons. The purple gold light on it is like the morning glow, bright and splendid but majestic. This kind of pestle has no sharp edge. At first glance, it only makes people feel the compassion and restraint of Buddhism. If you feel it carefully, you will find the great majesty under the great compassion.

"It's the first time to meet you, my prince."

Dou Zhanfo stood in front of Sixuan people like that, the golden cassock fluttered, he didn't say the name of the Buddha, he didn't perform the Buddha ceremony, and he didn't say whether he was the uncle of the Dou Zhan Sheng Buddha or the Holy Prince, he just tapped lightly. It's just a heads up.

There was also a smile on Si Xuan's face: "It's the first time we meet, I don't know how to address you? Seeing you come with the magic pestle, maybe I should call you Holy Buddha?"

The old holy ape shook his head, let go of the subduing magic pestle, and let it slowly float in the void: "Whether it is a holy Buddha or a great sage, the prince can do whatever he wants. I am not here on behalf of Buddhism this time, but I happened to see that the prince was going to cross the tribulation, so I took this pestle to see."

As he spoke, he mobilized the mana in his body and poured it into the Subduing Demon Pestle, and then pointed his big hand at Mount Sumeru in the endless distance below, from which he attracted a huge mass of faith power and poured it into the strongest Buddhist soldier.

"rumble!"

The vacuum vibrated, and beams of brilliant light erupted from the Subduing Demon Pestle, gathering above it to form a sacred lotus platform, on which an old figure stood.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The old figure clasped his hands together, and uttered a melodious Buddha's name. As he opened his mouth, the incomparably louder Buddha's name sounded almost simultaneously in the entire Western Desert of Beidou. All the monks felt it, and recited it together with the god of subjugating the magic pestle.

"The god with the demon-subduing pestle in Ximo?" Jiang Taixu frowned slightly as he looked at the old monk who couldn't see clearly. Take a step forward and keep everyone behind.

"The sound of the Brahma is far-reaching, and the subtlety is heard in the ten directions. Amitabha is rightly enlightened, and the King of Dharma is good at presiding over it."

A clear Sanskrit sound was chanted in the vague old monk's mouth, and every character he uttered turned into gold and flew out from between his mouth and tongue, deafening.

Old Zhu Yan frowned, and chaotic rays of light erupted from the Jiuli map in his hand, blocking everyone in it.

"I don't know if the emperor came here this time, but what advice do you have?" Si Xuan didn't have any superfluous expressions on his face, nor did he respond to the old monk's chanting, but just asked.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha! I heard about the birth of the empress Si Si and the prince, so I sent the Bodhisattva of Lantuo Temple to invite you to explain it. I never thought that you still did not come to Ximo, and it has been delayed until now." The old monk clasped his hands together, expressing regret.

"Back then, it was you who sent someone to Jiuli to invite me. Why, could it be that Di Chu wanted to take Si, the yin veins of the Tai Yin, to do some experiments on the power of Faith?" Si Xuan's voice was very flat, but there was a hint of With a lot of anger and questioning, the old monk on the lotus platform clasped his hands together and did not interrupt him.

"It seems that the prince has learned a lot from his travels in the void these years." Seeing Si Xuan finished speaking, the old monk said, "Amitabha never killed any living beings in his life. It's mercy."

"Then the god who took my father and the great holy body is compassion? Forcibly saving them is mercy?" Si Xuan sneered.

"Indeed, it's all because of Buddha's fate." The old monk and god replied after being silent for two seconds.

But Si Xuan didn't want to discuss Buddhist principles with him, so he waved his hands impatiently: "Why did Dichu want me? You might as well explain it clearly."

"Nanwu!" The old monk clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name again, and said, "Amitabha Buddha was indeed eager for quick success and quick benefits for the things that the gods recited in the past. When they arrive at the heirs of Taiyin who are destined, they will make some compensation."

"Oh? What kind of compensation?" Si Xuan looked at the old monk indifferently and asked.

"Originally it was a Bodhi tree seed, but unfortunately that Buddha treasure has been taken away by another predestined person. The old monk promises that he can do it for the prince once, and even mobilize the entire Mount Sumeru." At the end, the old monk clasped his hands together, The voice couldn't help but slow down, every word was like an innate trend, every word was engraved in the Tao.

"Is this the meaning of the emperor's pestle? Or the meaning of the Great Emperor Amitabha?" Si Xuan didn't show much expression, just asked.

"This is the meaning of the old monk, and it is also the meaning of Amitabha Buddha." The old monk's words were very plain. He waved his hand and performed an ancient method. The old monk is talking about something.

The god of the subduing magic pestle said again: "In the past, the true Buddha's divine thoughts on the emperor and the holy body were indeed blasphemy. Although he gained a lot of inspiration because of this, he also created indelible evil thoughts of gods. ashamed."

"Then I will take it as yours to tell the truth." Si Xuan nodded, looked at the god of the emperor's army through the Buddha's light and the chaotic mist, and said after a while.

(End of this chapter)