Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 386: When I become a Buddha, all Buddhas will pass away

On the top of Mount Xumi, I was wearing a Taoist robe, with a green bull under my crotch snoring from time to time, feeling very bored.

It’s unknown how old the mountain is, but with Qing Niu’s cultivation, he can feel the passage of time. He has been here for more than 300 years.

My master and the Second Sage of the West have been talking for more than 300 years, but Qingniu can't hear or see. I can only see my master's indifferent expression from beginning to end, and the two Sages of the West's sometimes joyful, sometimes solemn and entangled expressions. .

However, this has nothing to do with his Qing Niu. What he cares about is that the golden grass in Mount Xumi has a different flavor compared to Kunlun Shouyang.

The strong belief in Shinto incense made Qing Niu very useful.

Just when he was getting excited after eating, I heard my voice:

"Niu'er, come back!"

Ignoring the fresh and delicious golden grass on the ground, Qing Niu turned around and took one step, millions of miles away.

After I left, Zhunti asked: "Senior brother, how can we explain to the devil in this case?"

"What explanation do you need?" Jieyin asked back, and then continued:
"What's the benefit to you and me in the Demon Realm's control of the Great Desolate Way? But this Buddhist luck is really in front of you and me, why won't the younger brother settle this account?"

Zhunti was taken aback for a moment, then realized, yes!The benefits he gets are his own. Demon Ancestor is bigger than Sanqing’s fist, but Demon Ancestor didn’t give him Buddhist luck!
"This time of the Dao-Devil war, all the forces are restraining each other. There will be no major turmoil, but small-scale conflicts are inevitable! This is the opportunity for our Buddhist sect!" Jie Yin's eyes flashed.

Jie Yin still didn't say a word. Perhaps in the future, if Buddhism becomes stronger, it can be used as a foundation to make Zhunti transcend the way of heaven. For this, even if he has to sacrifice his cultivation level, he will not hesitate.

"Senior brother indeed has great wisdom!" Zhunti sighed, looking at Jie Yin with eyes full of joy.

While the two were talking, a terrifying sound resounded throughout Mount Sumeru at a place thirty-three thousand yojanas at the bottom of Mount Sumeru.

"Infinite Demon Lord!"

The rune that turned into substance rushed out of the abyss of darkness, and the barrier between Sumeru and the abyss of darkness seemed like paper, and it was broken in an instant.

The power of the magic sound penetrated the entire Mount Sumeru. Some monks and nuns with low cultivation levels lost their minds in an instant and were controlled by the magic sound. They sat down on the spot and chanted:

"Infinite Demon Lord!"

In an instant, the entire Mount Sumeru lost the appearance of a Buddhist pure land. Except for the top of the Mount Sumeru, the rest of the place was shrouded in demonic energy. The black mist filled the air and was still eroding the golden body of the Buddha.

The Buddhas were shocked, and a series of Buddha images rose from the temples in Mount Sumeru, staring into the abyss of darkness with extremely solemn eyes.

Nowadays, anyone who can reach the status of Buddha in the West must at least have a quasi-sage cultivation level. Even the Third Buddha and the Medicine Master Glazed Buddha have Hunyuan cultivation level.

Naturally, these people are not that easy to deal with. I can only see them blooming with immeasurable Buddha light, immeasurable wisdom, and softly reciting mysterious scriptures.

Singing Sanskrit music in a shallow way, all Buddhist disciples who have fallen into the devilish path have a tendency to wake up in an instant.

The next moment, a black lotus rose from the abyss of darkness, accompanied by majestic and surging demonic energy.

The demonic energy was released as soon as it was released, and after polluting the Buddhist disciples with low cultivation levels in Mount Sumeru, only a black lotus escaped and disappeared in an instant.

Wutian used to be a Kinnara in those days. As a person with extremely high qualifications in the Buddhist sect, and was even vaguely designated as the master of the Buddhist sect, he naturally knew that Mount Sumeru was the dojo of the two saints in the West, so he did not dare to be presumptuous and escaped as soon as he was born. Run away.

I, who had traveled thousands of miles, looked back and looked across the space to Mount Sumeru.

The blue bull under the crotch seemed to know what Lao Tzu wanted, and stopped automatically.

I could clearly see Wutian's series of actions after he was born, but his face remained calm and he murmured:
"What a genius, Wu Tian, ​​who is half Buddha and half demon. He uses Buddha to become a demon. It's a pity that such a person was abandoned by those two fellow Taoists and suppressed him in the abyss of darkness for tens of millions of years!"

I sighed, then ignored the affairs of the West and patted Qingniu's back. Qingniu understood and continued to move forward.

At the top of Mount Sumeru, Zhunti's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Jie Yin with an anxious look on his face and could no longer say a complete sentence:
"Senior brother, this...this...how can he be Kinnara!"

There was also a look of surprise on Jie Yin's face. When the Bodhisattva Killing Life came to Lingshan Mountain, he had already seen what Luo Hou was thinking. At that time, he did not make it difficult for him to kill a living being, and let him end the cause and effect of Buddhism and killing.

I thought that this would crush Luo Hou's conspiracy, but I didn't expect that they had a back-up plan.

With a look of regret on his face, Zhunti said sadly: "I never thought that Jinnara's talent would be so outstanding. Being suppressed in the abyss of darkness, he would be blessed by misfortune and become a Hunyuan!"

Not to mention Zhunti, even Jieyin is panicked now, this is a Hunyuan, it turned out to be from their Buddhist school, but now it is gone.

"Senior brother, what should we do now?" Zhunti looked at Jieyin next to him and asked helplessly.

Jie Yin was silent for a moment, then said: "Let Emperor Shitian go! It's hard to get Taiqing's things!"

Zhunti looked anxious and said: "Such a good seedling, just let it go?"

Jie Yin let out a long sigh: "Look at the World-Destroying Black Lotus underneath him. The one from the Demon Realm has already settled on it. Our power is still not enough!"

Zhunti only felt an inexplicable aggrievedness, but he didn't dare to comment. After all, to other people, he was a saint and immortal, but to the Demon Ancestor, that was not necessarily the case.

Hongjun can make something similar to the Meteor Holy Pill, so there is no reason why Luo Hou doesn't have such means.

.........

At the moment Wutian was born, starting from the extreme west of the prehistoric times, a surge of demonic energy surged into the sky and was spreading throughout the west at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, Wutian was already on Chen Bingling Mountain, and he was seen standing in front of the army, sitting cross-legged on the black lotus, wearing a black robe, and his face was filled with compassion.

Behind the scenes, the army of the Dark Abyss was displayed, with frightening military fronts and murderous intent rising into the sky, dispersing the sea of ​​incense composed of the power of incense and faith on the Lingshan Mountain.

The black lotus carried Wutian and slowly entered until it reached the main hall. There was a faint smile between his eyebrows and said:

"The poor monk Wutian has met all of you!"

The Tathagata's face was extremely solemn, the three thousand Buddhas were all frightened, the eight hundred Arhats were twisted and twisted, and the Bodhisattvas had frightened expressions on their faces.

Facing such a powerful existence, Tathagata would naturally not lose his bearing.

I saw him sitting on the lotus throne above the Mahavira Hall, with his golden body and dharma image rising thousands of feet higher. Various visions appeared behind him. Thousands of monks prostrated themselves, and all Buddhas came to worship. The phantoms of Buddhist kingdoms on earth were projected out one after another. The believers murmured and raised their voices. Recite the name of the Buddha and fight against Wutian.

"Amitabha, Shakyamuni, the poor monk, has been added to the Buddha's sect, and the living Buddha Tathagata has met fellow Taoists!"

"The great monk's Dharma is vast, and the poor monk admires it. However, I came here today because of an old matter that has nothing to do with the great monk. I wonder where the Buddha is?" Wutian got straight to the point.

Tathagata's eyes were calm, looking directly at Wutian, not giving in an inch:

"The Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng is the Buddha of the past, guarding all the immeasurable things in the past of Buddhism, but he cannot come out to see fellow Taoists. I am the Buddha of the present and the master of Buddhism. Fellow Taoists can explain it to me!"

Wu Tian clasped his hands together, and his voice came out like a loud bell and a drum: "Buddha Lantern, an old friend is here to visit, please show up to see me!" For a moment, the entire Lingshan Mountain was roared by the dark wind, filled with demonic shadows, like a ghost prison, and the echoes were like fierce ghosts. Neighing, many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhat monks showed pain on their faces, covering their ears and guarding their minds.

Infinite anger surged in Tathagata's heart, he clasped his hands together, and recited a Buddha's mantra:
"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's name rushed towards Wutian, turning into "swastika" characters, creating ripples in the air, carrying the power to cleanse people's hearts.

The two divine voices collided with each other, and there was a soundless roar in the void. The weaker monks and nuns couldn't resist this force, and they exploded to death one after another.

"Fellow Taoist is so provocative. Could it be that he wants to do something?" Tathagata roared angrily.

Without waiting for Wutian to reply, he stretched out his golden palm, which was filled with endless light and golden light.Faintly, the shadow of a Buddhist kingdom condensed in the palm of his hand.

There is immeasurable light, immeasurable wisdom, and endless joy. Hundreds of millions of monks chant "Amitabha" and praise "My Buddha Tathagata" in it, blessing the supreme power.

Astonishingly, he is a great magical power of Buddhism, holding the Buddha's kingdom in his palm.

Facing this powerful attack, Wutian's face was neither sad nor happy, and the demons behind him were not worried at all.

The black lotus rose up, blooming brilliantly, and its petals like black crystals scattered throughout the main hall, conveying an unknown power.

The petals fell on the Tathagata's golden body, tearing it open like a piece of wood, and drops of golden Buddha's blood gurgled down.

The world barrier of the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of their hand shattered instantly, and the black petals fell into the Buddha Kingdom, turning into shadow creatures. They raised their butcher knives and slaughtered the monks among them wantonly.

In an instant, the Buddha Kingdom was dripping with blood, and screams could not be heard.

The Tathagata's face changed drastically. The monks in the Buddha's kingdom in his palm were truly ancient beings, followers he had accumulated over countless years. Wutian's actions overturned his accumulation of hundreds of thousands of years in one fell swoop.

This magical power has been disabled. If you want to practice it again, it will take another 10 years.

This was just defense, Wutian hadn't made a move yet, and he stretched out his finger again, as white as jade, like a bone spear, piercing the void and pointing directly at the center of Tathagata's eyebrows.

The Tathagata looked shocked, and hundreds of millions of golden lotuses bloomed in the sky, which were condensed by luck and merit. All the power of faith and incense accumulated over hundreds of millions of years was mobilized by it, and condensed into a statue of the Buddha.

However, this gesture was like a broken bamboo, the golden lotus withered one after another, and all the gods and Buddhas fell.Pointing directly at the center of Tathagata's eyebrows, Wutian had already killed him.

At the very moment, an inexplicable force poured into Tathagata's body, allowing him to narrowly escape the vital point.

Fingers as sharp as bones penetrated the Tathagata's golden body, leaving no resistance.

With just two moves, two magical powers that Tathagata had practiced for millions of years were abolished.

At this time, the Tathagata's face was gray and defeated. He knew that the person in front of him, the former Kinnara was the most talented person in the Buddhist sect, and he was most likely to become the current Buddha.

If he had not developed obsessions and broken the precepts later, he would not have reached Buddhahood now.

Don't think that this fruition status is not important. If he, a junior Buddhist, had not inherited the fruition status of Amitabha and became the Tathagata Buddha, he would be at most a quasi-sage and would never be able to realize the Hunyuan Tao.

Since he inherited the status of Amitabha Buddha, voices from the older generation in Buddhism have come out from time to time, but it is a pity that Kinnara Bodhisattva, who was dressed in white monk robes and had unparalleled talent.

Therefore, he always wanted to have a discussion with Kinnara, but unfortunately Kinnara was imprisoned in the abyss of darkness.

Today he got what he wanted, but he was defeated and had no power to fight back.

You know, he enjoys most of the resources of Buddhism, the luck and merit of Buddhism, and the incense faith of countless believers, while Kinnara only has endless darkness.

For a while, Tathagata couldn't accept it.

The Tathagata had mixed emotions in his heart, but Kinnara ignored them.

He looked straight at a certain place in the void, and for the first time, he lost his warm smile.

"Lamp-burning Buddha, the poor monk came here today to set things right, and I ask all the Buddhas to abdicate!"

The next moment, a haggard monk with a sense of annihilation around him walked out of the void, and the long river of time flowed. He seemed to have come from the past, and was a supreme Buddha who controlled time.

"Kinnara, you have become a saint. Why come here? You might as well retreat and be alone!"

Ran Deng was also extremely shocked. He is now in the third level of Hunyuan. Tathagata has the help of Buddhist luck and is in the first level of Hunyuan, but he did not expect that this abandoned disciple of Buddhism is also in the third level of Hunyuan.

The most important thing is not the cultivation level, but the world-destroying black lotus under Kinnara. As the second batch of innate gods and demons, Ran Deng, Sanqing and the Second Saint of the West were once the three thousand guests of Zixiao. Naturally, he knows this black lotus. What does it mean?

That is the symbol of the Demon Ancestor, representing one of the highest combat powers in the world. The two bosses of the Buddhist sect are also seeking the Demon Ancestor's protection.

Therefore, it would be great to trick this person away.

The first time Wutian saw Ran Deng, he thought of Axiu who died in his arms.

With a terrifying smile on his face, he suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Ran Deng in an instant. Demonic flames surged into the sky, burning the void, forming a field. He punched out and hit Ran Deng's head.

"A poor monk has no heaven!" he said word by word.

They are both from the third level of Hunyuan, but they are very different from each other. Ran Deng has no power to resist and is directly thrown into the long river of time. It is unknown at which time and space node he appears.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of the Buddhas in Lingshan suddenly darkened. Ran Deng was no match for the demon in front of him, let alone the others.

As for seeking help from the two patriarchs on Mount Sumeru, no one brought it up because Lingshan and Mount Sumeru are only a hundred thousand miles away, and everything that happens here can be felt by Mount Sumeru.

Until now, no one has taken action, so we know what this means.

At this time, all the Buddhas in Lingshan seemed to have received some information, and they were all stunned. The future Maitreya Buddha also walked out of the void, followed by Ran Deng, who had an ugly face.

He looked directly at Wutian, opened his mouth lightly and said: "Since Taoist friend is here to help us pass away, then as Taoist friend said, giving an explanation to Taoist friend can also be regarded as repaying the past karma!"

After that, he sat cross-legged in the void, his rich body gradually withered, and finally turned into little golden light and dissipated.

Ran Deng, who followed behind, was stunned for a moment, then his face showed a clear look, he also sat cross-legged in the void, and turned away.

The Buddhas below were all stunned, but they quickly reacted. The next moment, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, monks, and nuns were sitting cross-legged in the sky and sang in unison:
"Amitabha!"

Afterwards, all the Buddhas passed away and the spiritual mountain was instantly empty.

On this day, blackness filled the entire west, and a voice resounded in the ears of all sentient beings in the west: "My name is Wutian. I will become a Buddha today. When I become a Buddha, all Buddhas will pass away!"

(End of this chapter)