I have 99 innate treasures

Chapter 218 Kill the God!

Zhang Erma's ancestors have been spiritual planters for generations, caring for, planting spiritual plants, and harvesting spiritual fruits for the Buddhas who appear every hundred years.

In Guangmutian, being a spiritual husband is an enviable profession.

Because you can use your labor to support the Buddha and atone for all the sins you have committed in a certain life.

As early as when Zhang Erma was young, he was told by his parents that he was the 61st owner of the name 'Zhang Erma', which also meant that he was the original Zhang Erma and the 61st reincarnation. .

After his eighty-first reincarnation, all his sins will be wiped out, and he will be taken to other heavenly worlds by the Buddhas, where he will live a life of endless longevity and everything he asks for.

You can even sleep with the Bodhisattvas who use their bodies to save all sentient beings.

This is also Zhang Erma's only pursuit in life. He must devote his whole life, the next life, and the next life to planting spiritual fruits for the Buddhas.

If the spiritual fruits harvested at a certain time are full and full of spiritual light, he will be saved by the Buddhas himself and complete the path of atonement in this life in advance.

In 'Guangmu Tian', being able to die is everyone's dream.

Currently, a total of eight villains are hung on the punishment pile in the center of the town. The man who has been hanging for the longest time is now over six hundred years old, but his appearance is still the same as when he was 21 years old when he committed the murder. The one who hung for the shortest time was only sixty years.

Because this will affect their actions of planting spiritual plants and harvesting spiritual fruits for the rest of their lives, making it more difficult for them to atone their sins.

If he wakes up late and the spiritual fruit is eaten by insects and angers the Buddha, the days for him to atone for his sins will become even longer.

Because of the lessons learned from the past, no matter how big the conflicts are among the people in Guangmutian, they will not rise to the level of death. At most, they will have their hands or legs broken.

This was the first time he had seen this scene in his life. Subconsciously, he raised his crutch and pointed it towards the crack.

Both the perpetrator and the person who lost an arm or a leg considered this to be the greatest torture.

When he was halfway there, the dark sky suddenly lit up.

But they cannot take the initiative to seek death, as this will only increase their sins.

The moment the crutch touched the black crack, an unparalleled terrifying suction force pulled the crutch away from his hand. Even his weak body covered in disease was dragged forward and staggered forward, hitting the crack directly. .

Before he even looked up, he saw a black crack appearing in the air in front of him.

This means that they have redeemed another lifetime of sins!

In Guangmutian, there has been no murderer for a long time, because any murderer will have his bones crushed by the Buddhas, tied up with ropes, and hung on the "Punishment Stake" in the center of the town, forever and ever. He lives and is reviled by the people who pass by the punishment pile every day.

On this day, as usual, he sat up shakily before dawn, put on his clothes with trembling hands, carried the evergreen lantern he had exchanged from Buddha for one year of his life, and went out on crutches.

Zhang Erma is sixty-seven years old this year. Even though he is sick all over his body, he still has to get up before dawn every day to catch bugs in the spiritual planting field.

Around him, there were many people wailing and crying.

Just for a moment, the world was spinning, and Zhang Erma found that he was actually in mid-air, falling into a black cloud with lightning and thunder.

Zhang Erma was old and his brain was slow. He didn't react until he was about to fall into the black mist. Then he saw a huge golden Buddha face showing compassion, looking down at him.

"This is...Buddha?"

"Have I finished my path of atonement?" When this thought came to Zhang Erma's mind, he suddenly heard a deafening roar like thunder.

"How dare the evil god be born!"

As the shouts rang out, a young man with a golden body and a youthful appearance leaped down from the sky.

His figure was changing every moment. At first he was less than six feet (2m), but in the blink of an eye he had grown to nine feet (3m).

Zhang Erma, who was falling, just blinked and realized that the other person had turned into a 100-foot-tall god.

As soon as the opponent landed, the golden light on the body's surface surged the waves, like the black clouds in a black sea dispersed, and then the golden light on the body's surface flourished, shining in all directions.

All the people who fell into the black mist, as well as those who had not yet fallen into the black mist, were illuminated by thousands of golden lights and blown down the mountain by a breeze, landing gently and smoothly on the ground.

Zhang Erma was also one of them. After he landed, he subconsciously widened his eyes and looked at the hundred-foot-tall divine man standing on the top of Wanfo Mountain in shock.

He originally thought it was a Buddhist Dharma Protector Vajra, or a divine body manifested by the Buddha.

But when he looked at the other person's face, he suddenly realized something...

This is not Buddha, let alone Dharma Protector Vajra, but a 'Human Emperor'.

When the word 'Human Emperor' appeared in his mind, Zhang Erma understood a lot of things in an instant.

The Human Emperor is not the Buddha or the Dharma Protector, but his relatives, his support in the future, and the god who allows him to live a peaceful life and never need to atone his sins again!

As long as the emperor is here, and as long as Zhang Erma is still a human being, no matter how many lifetimes, no one will dare to bully him.

The Human Emperor will support him like his father, worry about him like his mother, and provide him with food, clothing, housing and transportation.

At some point, Zhang Erma, whose old eyes were dim and turned yellow and turbid, burst into tears. The two words "Blessedness" appeared in his heart like a soul, prompting him to follow his instinct and murmur "My Emperor".

Not only him, but at this moment, all the people who were saved by Emperor Yu, no matter old or young, all had tears in their eyes, looking at the giant who not only stood tall in their eyes, but also towered in their hearts. He murmured 'My Emperor'.

The 'Yu Emperor' transformed from the golden man naturally cannot feel the gaze of all the people, let alone their eager anticipation. He relies on the unparalleled cultivation level bestowed upon him by Dayu's national destiny, with his head held high and his eyes showing indifference. With one kick, he trampled the head of the evil god who had just crawled out half of the body from the ruins of the Great Hall to the ground. He said in a cold voice: "Evil God, this world is not a place for you to set foot. Go back to the sealed land!"

The fierce god trampled under its feet was a huge creature with horns on its head, a green face and fangs, a hideous face, and a greenish-black skin, like a demon.

The other party had been sealed and suppressed for too long, and his consciousness had not yet fully recovered. He did not understand the sharp shouts from 'Emperor Yu', but he instinctively resisted because his head was trampled under his feet.

I saw him protruding a mountain-like arm from the ruins. With a gentle pressure from his five fingers, he crushed the five palaces into ruins. He put his palms firmly on the ruins, trying to climb out of the ruins of the Main Hall. .

'Emperor Yu' would not let him succeed. After a cold drink, he grabbed his hand towards the void, and Dayu's national destiny condensed out of thin air into a large sword engraved with the patterns of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

The golden man did not forget Emperor Yu's instructions to him. After condensing this sword of national destiny, the golden light on his body was controlled by it and dissipated a lot.

Then he shouted coldly with his eyes exposed, and slashed down hard with his sword!

"die!"

(End of this chapter)