Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 622: Infinite Vajra
A faint circle of Buddha's light emanated from his body, and if you got close you could smell the sandalwood scent, and there were also Zen chanting in the air.

His body was enveloped in a circle of Buddha's light, but Wuliang Zhenjun was riding a small donkey. The donkey was thin, had long gray hair, and only had four silver hooves.

This donkey is skinny and smaller than an ordinary donkey.

It was carrying the fat Maitreya and was about to fall.

At first glance, it looks like the donkey is carrying a mountain of meat, but it is still able to stand firm, which is amazing.

Seeing such a strange phenomenon, even a cultivator with low cultivation level could tell that this donkey must be extraordinary and must be a big monster.

An old-time Yuanying like Master Lingyun is knowledgeable, has a sharp eye and sees more.

Although this donkey is skinny, it has a small ball of flesh on each side of its abdomen, hanging on its body like a tumor, and its four hooves are silver.

It seems to be the legendary ancient species of silver-winged donkey that has been extinct in Central China for many years.

In addition, this old donkey had fierce eyes and occasionally opened his mouth, revealing his sharp white teeth. It was obvious at first glance that he was not a good person.

Although Wuliang Zhenjun was only riding a small donkey, he was still very presentable.

Behind him stood eight yellow-robed monks in two rows, all of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage, holding various Buddhist instruments.

Behind the yellow-robed monk stood ten red-robed monks, all of them had reached the Golden Elixir Great Perfection Realm. They were either turning prayer wheels or beating small wooden fishes.

These monks were standing outside the mountain gate, but the loud Buddhist chanting had already enveloped the entire Lingyun Mountain.

In recent days, Lingyun Mountain has not only received many visits from foreign sects, but also, as the last bastion of Chu State's resistance against the demon clan, it has also taken in many other sects and family forces.

At this time, the whole mountain was in an uproar, and many monks rose into the air, each asking what had happened.

Master Lingyun saw the other party's pomp and did not dare to neglect him.

Right before their eyes, Buddha's light was surging around Infinite Vajra. Everyone was standing within a hundred feet of it. All the spiritual energy in the world seemed to leave this space, and they were unable to absorb even a bit of it.

And on the Lotus Mountain where the Buddha's light evolved, there sat a figure shaped like a fat Vajra, with a half-real and half-virtual body. It was exactly the Nascent Soul body of this Wuliang Zhenjun.

The leaders no longer had any doubts.

The Buddha's Light Realm is a world of its own, and it can control all the spiritual energy in the realm as easily as using one's own arm. There is an Infant Dharma Body above it that presides over the realm. This is the exclusive power of the True Lord Huashen.

Not to mention that the Lotus Sect is a super sect in Xihezhou.

Different from other continents.

Xihezhou is almost a vast Buddhist country, and most of the common people are Buddhists.

There are also many sects, families and individual practitioners there.

But almost all of them are disciples of Buddhism. As long as you look for the connections, you can probably find the roots of the Lotus Sect.

Therefore, there is a joke in the world of immortal cultivation that there is only one sect in Xihezhou, and that sect is the Lotus Sect.

If it were not for the evolution of history, the Hinayana and Mahayana Buddhism would have evolved among the Buddhist sects in Xihezhou, and it would have even affected the formation of two opposing forces within the Lotus Sect, leading to endless internal strife.

The Buddhist forces in Xihezhou are likely to have already used force to spread their teachings and conquer the other four continents.

I don’t know whether this Wuliang Zhenjun is a Hinayana or Mahayana disciple?

As the host, Master Lingyun stood at the first place, and the other leaders followed behind him. They first introduced themselves and their names and then bowed deeply to express their sincere greetings.

"We have met Lord Wuliang..."

"We, the cultivators of the Great Central Continent, have been looking forward to the True Lord, just like looking for nectar after a long drought. We have been looking forward to it for a long time!"

"Please save me, I am in dire straits!"

"Repel the demon invasion and restore peace to the human race!"

Wuliang Zhenjun laughed loudly, causing his skin and flesh to tremble.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

"I already know what you are seeking."

"I came here this time because I couldn't bear to see the people of the Great Central Continent trapped in war."

He raised his finger to the sky.

"I swear to all the Buddhas in the Buddhist Kingdom that I will not return to Xihezhou unless I defeat the Iron-winged Dapeng this time."

Master Lingyun and others were overjoyed when they heard this.

This Buddhist deity said this in front of everyone and even swore a vow.

You know, those who practice Taoism pay the most attention to vows, especially those in Buddhism, where making great vows to practice is even more popular.

If one violates the oath, the consequences will be very serious. At the very least, one will be injured, and at the worst, one's spiritual heart will be shattered and the foundation of Taoism will be destroyed.

"The holy monk has mercy!"

"As expected of the Lotus Sect, a great monk!"

"The Immortal Cultivation World of our Great Central Continent is saved!"

All the sect leaders showed joy on their faces and expressed their thanks excitedly.

As the host, Master Lingyun hurriedly and respectfully invited the monk to come in.

Then a group of sect leaders surrounded Wuliang Vajra and his followers and flew towards the main hall in a mighty manner.

Along the way, the sounds of Zen were loud and the light of Buddha was radiant.

Wuliang Zhenjun had a warm smile and was not arrogant. He introduced his followers to the leaders one by one.

Those yellow-robed monks are the abbots of the various halls of the Lotus Sect, and the red-robed monks are all true disciples of the sect.

The Lotus Sect has sent out its elite troops this time.

Along the way, many non-Lingyun Sect cultivators took off into the air. Seeing the pomp and ceremony of Wuliang Vajra and his entourage, they asked the people around them who the visitors were. They soon learned that Wuliang Zhenjun from the Lotus Sect of Xihe Continent had led his people to help, and swore that they would not return to Xihe Continent until the Iron-winged Dapeng of the demon clan was defeated.

Most of the monks who had defected to Lingyun Sect had their sect's foundation destroyed and had suffered greatly at the hands of the demon race. They were extremely excited when they heard the news. Some people knelt down along the way, and many people followed to chant the Buddha's name. For a moment, the sound of worshiping the Buddha filled the mountains.

Along the way, Infinite Vajra glanced at the crowd and asked questions in surprise.

"May I ask Sect Master Lingyun?"

"I have come from the east, hundreds of miles away from here, and have heard the news."

"It is said that a True Lord of Transformation appeared in Dazhongzhou at a young age."

"This Master Lu helped the Lingyun Sect avoid extermination in his first battle."

"I heard that he has been in Lingyun Sect these days, how come I haven't seen him?"

"Where is this Taoist friend? I'd like to go see Master Lu."

Master Lingyun looked embarrassed.

He could only vaguely explain that although Master Lu was a casual cultivator from Dazhongzhou, all of his family disciples had moved to the East China Sea.

Lord Zhenjun left without saying goodbye last night. I'm afraid he left because he was worried about his relatives.

Although he tried his best to choose his words carefully, he was afraid of offending Master Lu who was not present.

However, when these words reached the ears of the monks, many of them shook their heads in their hearts.

They are both True Lords, but there is a big difference between them.

Countless divine monks from Xihezhou traveled thousands of miles to the East just to save the human race in Dazhongzhou from suffering.

Lu Zhenjun did go east, but he left Dazhongzhou without even saying goodbye!

After all, he is a native of Dazhongzhou. Even if he has relatives and disciples in the East China Sea, can't he stay a few more days?

Even if we gather all the human cultivators to counterattack the demon clan and capture one or two cities to curb their arrogance, that would be great!

Comparing these two True Lords, the compassion of the boundless divine monk is even more evident.

Upon hearing this, Infinite Vajra said "oh" but did not say anything, but the smile on his face became even brighter.

Soon a group of people entered the hall.

Fortunately, the hall had already been prepared with the corresponding furnishings for Lu Zhenjun to receive the leaders.

Although True Lord Lu has left, True Lord Wuliang has just arrived, and the furnishings in the hall can be used directly.

There was originally a large chair on the high platform in the middle of the hall for the True Lord Huashen to sit on.

The little donkey, carrying the mountain of flesh of Infinite Vajra, jumped lightly and landed directly on the chair.

Master Lingyun's eyes twitched. This chair was his seat before, and it was passed down by the successive leaders of the Lingyun Sect. It was also a top-grade magic weapon.

Now that he was being stepped on by a donkey monster, he felt mixed emotions.

However, the person carried on the donkey's back is Wuliang Zhenjun, which is roughly equivalent to Wuliang Zhenjun sitting on it.

He could only bear it, but decided in his heart that once this matter was settled, he would not be able to use the chair and would have to build a new one.

Wuliang Zhenjun sat on the donkey. He was tall to begin with, and with the height of the donkey added, after everyone had taken their seats, he seemed to be sitting high on a three-tiered lotus platform, overlooking everyone.

No one dared to say anything and could only crane their necks, waiting for the Lord's order.

Wuliang Zhenjun coughed and briefly introduced himself.

It turned out that he was an elder of the previous generation of the Lotus Sect. He had recently achieved the state of a god. When he heard that the human and demon races were wreaking havoc in Dazhong Continent, he hurried over to help.

In fact, the real situation is much more complicated than he said.

It turned out that Monk Wuliang had already reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage two hundred years ago. One day, he suddenly felt the opportunity to break through to the Divine Transformation stage, and he shut himself in a self-sealed tower.

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If he succeeds, he will break through the barrier and escape; if he fails, he will die in the tower and leave his relics for the sect.

As time passed, even the new monks in the Lotus Sect did not know that there was such a supreme elder who practiced the meditation of death.

Monk Wuliang gradually disappeared from people's memory.

a year ago.

Suddenly, Buddha's light shone brightly in the mountain behind the lotus. With a loud bang, the pagoda forest collapsed, and Monk Wuliang ascended to heaven in one step.

His whole body turned into the realm of Buddha, thunder fell from the sky, and he had to survive the thunder calamity of transformation into a god.

This alarmed the entire Lotus Sect.

Tens of thousands of monks in the sect chanted sutras and prayed for him together, and filled his Buddhist kingdom with all the power accumulated by the sect over the years.

Generally speaking, the most taboo thing about a thunder disaster from heaven is that outsiders use means to interfere.

However, the secret methods of Buddhism have their own magic, and the will of all living beings is a kind of clever means.

It can greatly increase the power of the cultivator's domain without causing backlash from heavenly thunder.

Relying on the sect's experience and accumulated strength, Monk Wuliang finally survived the thunderbolt without any danger and achieved the Vajra fruition.

"Buddha is merciful..." Infinite Vajra said solemnly, "On the day of my enlightenment, I was shocked to hear about the great changes in the human world."

"First, the demon race caused chaos, and then the Iron-winged Great Peng True Monarch ravaged the Great Central Continent, proclaimed himself king, and attacked and destroyed many of our human race sects."

"Another passage between the two worlds has been opened, and the two-winged demons have swarmed in, wanting to fight the human world again. The East Sea immortal cultivation world has suffered heavy losses."

"This makes me lose my appetite and unable to sleep at night, so I come here specially to help you all!"

Master Lingyun and all the other leaders bowed hurriedly and prayed for the divine monk to have mercy.

They had already prepared a set of excuses to use on Lu Zhenjun. As long as they changed the title and attributed all the titles to Monk Wuliang, such as the pillar of the human race, the one-armed man holding up the sky, etc., it would be very appropriate.

Wuliang Vajra listened to the flattery that came like a tide and did not respond. He nodded slowly and actually closed his eyes.

Everyone praised him eighteen times until their mouths were dry. The hall gradually became quiet and the atmosphere became a little weird.

Did the Lord think that what he said was not very good? Or was he just a man of high moral character who did not like to be flattered?
At this moment, a yellow-robed monk standing next to Wuliang Zhenjun suddenly shouted.

"Duh!"

"Our human race is at a critical moment of life and death, and you still have the mind to show off your words here?"

"Even as we speak, countless humans in the Great Central Continent have died at the hands of the demons and monsters."

"Aren't you ashamed?"

This middle-aged monk in yellow has a simple face and is as thin as a bamboo pole. He is Dingku, the abbot of the Vinaya Institute of the Lotus Sect.

Ding Ku chanted a Zen chant with righteous words, and all the leaders lowered their heads in shame.

Master Lingyun bowed hurriedly to the ground.

"Daoyou Dingku is right!"

"Then let's discuss it here today and ask the divine monk to lead us in planning a counterattack against the demon clan and drive them out of Dazhongzhou."

Ding Ku snorted coldly, which was very rude.

"Time is tight, how can there be so much to discuss?"

"This sect has already thought about it for you."

"As long as you all convert to Buddhism, you will respect us as the upper house of the Lotus Sect in the future."

"Each sect is considered a branch temple of the Lotus Sect. This way, we humans can combine all our strength to deal with the demons and monsters, and we will never again have to fight each other."

"In addition, not only the various immortal cultivation sects, but also the various dynasties in the mortal world must adopt Buddhism as their state religion. Only in this way can we gather huge willpower and give birth to more high-level cultivators to help our human race survive the catastrophe!"

The leaders below were shocked when they heard this.

what?
All of them should convert to Buddhism, and all sects will become branches of the Lotus Sect in the future?
You know, the Buddhist sect was introduced to the human race from foreign races during the ancient times when a hundred powerful tribes competed for supremacy.

The native religious sect of the human race is Taoism, and the worldly beliefs are also the struggle between Buddhism and Taoism, each of which has had its times of dominance in history.

Among the many sects of immortal cultivation in Dazhongzhou, many belong to Taoism, which is completely different from Buddhism.

Xihezhou is a Buddhist holy land, known as the Ten Thousand Mile Buddhist Kingdom.

But there are Taoist temples even in Xihezhou.

As for other continents, there are countless Taoist sects.

At that moment, an old Taoist stepped out from the crowd and bowed.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

"We are so grateful to the Lotus Sect for coming to support us!"

"But support is support, and it cannot be used to force people to convert!"

"My Shuiyue Sect's ancestors were all Taoists, but they shaved their heads and became monks here. This is unacceptable!"

"Please forgive me, Master. I'm sorry I can't obey your order!"

Dingku became furious and was about to yell, but Wuliang Vajra raised his palm to stop him.

The True Lord Huashen spoke slowly.

Ladies and gentlemen, if there were any other way, I would not want to do such a brutal thing.

Monks do not lie.

Back then, I nearly died from a thunderbolt when I was trying to reach the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

Fortunately, my Lotus Sect has accumulated a lot of vows over the years, which has been continuously injected into me to help me support my domain and successfully overcome the calamity.

From this I suddenly realized a truth.

The demons and monsters are like thunder disasters from the sky.

If our human race can survive this hardship, we will be reborn and our race’s fortunes will soar.

But if our human race cannot cross over, those countless races that have disappeared in the long river of history will be our fate tomorrow.

On one hand, there is survival, on the other hand, there is genocide.

Convert to Buddha, and from now on, the fertile land on this earth will be transformed into a Buddhist kingdom. We can collect the wishes of all living beings, so that high-level monks of our human race will emerge in large numbers to resist the harm of the demons and monsters. Isn't this the best of both worlds?

I came here on this trip.

It is used to defend against enemies and also to spread the Dharma.

If you want to defend against the enemy, you must first pass on the Dharma.

In ten years, all the people from the five continents will be converted into Buddhist believers.

It will take another ten years for all the new disciples to convert to practicing my Buddhist Dharma.

If we wait another ten years, there will be countless devout believers who will offer their great power and help our human race produce high-level monks.

Only then can we counterattack the demon clan, capture the Iron-winged Dapeng Demon King, and drive the demon clan out of Dazhongzhou.

(End of this chapter)