What should I do if I become a Buddha at the beginning

Chapter 246 An Incarnation of the Holy Mountain of Yongzhen

In the early morning, the sun rises, and the bright sunlight shines on the earth.

The morning breeze was slightly cool, blowing between the rolling mountains. After blowing over a strangely shaped lone peak, the original gentle wind suddenly changed, and the wind became more and more urgent, and there were faint bursts of deep tiger roars.

This peak is Huju Peak, which looks like a majestic and majestic tiger entrenched here, so this peak is also called the Holy Mountain. It is said that it is the ashram where the ancestor of the Black Tiger Master, the Black Tiger King, became a saint.

In addition, there is another saying, which roughly means that Huju Peak is the place where the Black Tiger Sacred King sits and transforms. The huge body contains the essence of the holy realm, and eventually petrified into a stone mountain.

No matter what kind of argument it is, the ultimate goal is to imply that Huju Peak has a great origin, not just a mountain with a strange shape, but only some mountains of appreciation value.

In front of Huju Peak, there are three spacious large squares in sequence. The whole is in the shape of a character. The center is facing the front of Huju Peak. Symmetrically distributed along the central axis of the main field.

At this time, the three character-shaped squares were all filled with disciples of the Black Tiger Sect, and their positions were very particular. With the home field as the center, they were all elite disciples, and their strength was obviously much higher than that of the disciples on the squares on both sides. cut.

In the past, whenever the sect gathers together, there are usually major events, otherwise it would not take a lot of effort to gather all the disciples together, even those who are practicing in closed doors are no exception, they are all awakened and called out.

At this time, a large group of Black Tiger Sect disciples gathered together, taking advantage of this rare gathering, talking about various matters, the atmosphere was relatively harmonious.

They did not expect that what will happen at this gathering will directly affect the future fate of the Black Tiger Sect.

They don't know, so they don't worry about their future at all.

After all, there is a famous cultivating sect behind him. For every disciple of the Black Tiger Sect, it means that his identity and status are different from ordinary people, and even for his family members, it is a kind of supreme honor. change of weather.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

A moment later, the top leaders of the Black Tiger Sect came together, and each of them flew forward as if they were immortals, and landed at the top position of the home court.

"Disciples, this time you are called here to gather together, there is an important announcement to be made."

Wu Xiong, the patriarch of the Black Tiger Sect, flew into the air as high as a person, so that everyone could clearly see his appearance.

"Starting today, this sect will officially join the Xuantian Immortal Alliance and become a member of the alliance. Please remember that you have become a member of the Xuantian Immortal Alliance from now on."

His voice was loud, and his tone was loud and full of arrogance. Although he was announcing the news of the alliance with other sects, he did so with sufficient momentum, as if he was announcing a big event worthy of everyone's pride.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar. For all the disciples of the Black Tiger Sect present, the name Xuantian Xianmeng made them feel very strange. They had never heard of this name before. Now they suddenly want to join Xuantian Xianmeng and become For one of them, this matter happened too suddenly.

It's just that accidents are accidents. For ordinary disciples, the suzerain's decision cannot be violated, and even if they have opinions, they cannot question them face to face.

"This matter has been decided in this way, and a sacrificial ceremony will be held next to announce this decision to the spirits of the ancestors in heaven."

The head of the Black Tiger Sect was full of bitterness at the moment, but he had to do a good job on the surface, so that the disciples below could not see that he was forced to make a decision.

Under everyone's gaze, Wu Xiong turned to face that special mountain, that is, Huju Peak, which is regarded as a holy mountain by the Black Tiger Sect, and then performed the sacrificial ceremony with extremely unique etiquette.

"Ancestors above, Wu Xiong, the No. 80 patriarch of the Black Tiger Sect, and all the disciples of the sect worship here."

"From today onwards, this sect will join the Xuantian Immortal League and become a member of it. May the spirits of our ancestors and ancestors bless us in heaven."

When the head of the Black Tiger Sect began to worship the holy mountain, all the elders present also faced the holy mountain and spoke silently, praying in their hearts.

The sacrificial ceremony was normal at the beginning, but after a while, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the black mist billowed above the ground. At this time, the huge Huju Peak was completely shrouded in billowing black mist.

In a trance, it seems that a pair of creepy eyes quietly opened on the top of Huju Peak, looking down at the earth through the billowing black mist.

"Is it time for life and death again?"

Suddenly there was a whisper in the dense black mist, as if an ancient existence was gradually awakening.

"Who is it, let me clear my dream here."

A pair of ruthless eyes looked down at the earth through the black mist, and the momentum of speaking was gradually soaring.

"I, Wang Chang'an, the leader of the Xuantian Immortal Alliance is here."

Wang Changan flew into the air, staring at Huju Peak with piercing eyes, he felt that he might be deceived, the members of the Black Tiger Sect apparently promised to join the alliance, and then tricked himself to come here.

After waiting, they secretly used some shady means to wake up an old monster to deal with themselves.

As if aware of Wang Changan's sharp gaze, the head of the Black Tiger Sect immediately turned around and explained: "I didn't do it on purpose, and I didn't expect that the legend of the holy mountain was true. There might be a powerful ancestor hidden in the mountain."

Although now he has a little more confidence to challenge Wang Changan, the head of the Black Tiger Sect still subconsciously denies that this matter has anything to do with him.

In fact, he did have such an idea, but there were too many legends about the holy mountain, and it had been so long that even he himself didn't know if there was something hidden in the mountain.

"Humph."

Wang Changan snorted, and ignored Wu Xiong, the patriarch of the Black Tiger Sect, who was standing aside. Instead, he fixed his eyes firmly on the holy mountain. He cautiously probed for the hidden aura in the mountain, hoping to uncover the secret hidden in it. alike.

"I don't care who you are, as long as you dare to behave wildly here, you will die."

In the dark fog-shrouded Huju Mountain, there was a low growl again, and the unknown creature seemed to be angry.

"Stop pretending to be a ghost, who are you scaring?"

Wang Chang'an was not worried at all, and immediately struck without saying a word, and then a dazzling golden light pierced the black mist, and a golden statue several feet high appeared behind Wang Chang'an, and gradually overlapped with him.

At this time, a golden sun was floating behind him, and a golden statue with a height of several feet was covering his body, facing the holy mountain shrouded in black mist with a posture of standing upright.

After turning on the golden body, Wang Chang'an's eyes were filled with divine light, and he could see through the illusory at a glance, and break through the black fog to gain insight into the truth hidden in the holy mountain.

"who are you?"

At this moment, the eyes hidden in the black mist gradually dimmed, and his tone was not as strong as before.

"I, Wang Chang'an, the World-Honored Buddha, the leader of Xuantian Xianxian."

"Is this identity enough?"

"If it's not enough, I'll tell you a few."

Dazzling golden light bloomed from Wang Changan's body. Although his voice was calm, there was a world-shattering aura hidden in it.

"who am I?"

The black mist on the holy mountain swelled, and the eyes hidden in the black mist suddenly seemed a little confused. Instead of asking Wang Changan's identity, he asked himself about his own identity.

"There is evil spirit in the mountains, Yin energy and evil spirit in the earth, together they breed evil spirits."

With Wang Changan's current state, he can naturally see through the real situation of Huju Peak at a glance.

This mountain is indeed special. Upon closer inspection, it looks a bit like a petrified body. Even though it has been dead for countless years, it is still haunted by evil spirits. After adding the petrified body to form a mountain, it is connected to the earth and can communicate with the underground. The yin and evil spirit gradually merged with the remaining evil spirit, thus giving birth to evil spirits.

"Evil?"

Those eyes hidden in the black mist suddenly lit up, and when he repeated these words, he even shot a strange black light arrow in the air, aiming at Wang Chang'an.

"Bold evildoer, obsessed with obsession, and will never repent."

"Just let me take you on the road."

clang.

The Divine Bell of Myriad Thoughts appeared in an instant, and enlarged in the wind, with the mouth of the bell facing Huju Peak.

The divine bell rang by itself, and waves of golden waves visible to the naked eye swayed. The black mist evaporated and retreated wherever it went. Even the extremely evil black light arrow burned in the golden waves, turning into a ball of jumping black flames. Instantly burned into nothingness.

At this moment, there was a shrill howling sound from Huju Peak, which carried a trace of holy power. Although the black mist was retreating, it became more solidified. The evil spirits hidden in the mountain tried to rely on the black mist to The body of the Tiger King, who died and never left, communicated with the last remaining Shengwei to fight against Wang Changan.

"Ah, ah, ah."

Accompanied by bursts of shrill roars, even though most of the energy was neutralized by Zhong Bo, the little bit of breath that overflowed caused the disciples of the Black Tiger Sect present to hug their heads and shout like crazy.

In an instant, nearly half of the disciples of the Black Tiger Sect present were invaded by evil spirits, their faces turned black, and their heads exploded in severe pain. It was the pain that originated from the depths of their souls, making them scream like crazy stand up.

The scene became extremely miserable for a while.

"Damn ghost, you will be completely destroyed today."

He realized that the evil spirit bred in the holy mountain wanted to spread out some evil thoughts, invade the body of the disciples of the Black Tiger Sect, and then take the opportunity to escape, keeping the hope of resurrection, how could Wang Chang'an tolerate it.

"Purge."

With a wave of Wang Chang'an's hand, the golden sun hanging behind him suddenly flew out across the sky, covered the holy mountain, and sprinkled bright golden rays of light.

At the same time, the Wannian Divine Clock was shining brightly, like an incomparably bright little sun, and the waves from the bell turned into a golden ocean and spread around.

The sacred and peaceful atmosphere even illuminated the black mist, and the originally strong evil spirit was quickly purified, and even the holy mountain glowed, and the last living space of evil spirits was constantly squeezed.

In just a blink of an eye, the last remaining black mist dissipated completely. Under the shining of the golden sun and the cleaning of the Wannian Divine Bell, the evil spirit was purified and the evil that bred in the holy mountain was wiped away.

The people who were originally invaded by evil spirits were finally freed at this moment and returned to normal.

Out of gratitude, they spontaneously kowtowed to Wang Chang'an, and with a pious heart, thanked this leader who made them feel as powerful as a god when they met for the first time.

At first, only some people bowed to Wang Chang'an, and soon the people around him joined in. After all, too many people were invaded by evil spirits just now and suffered unimaginable pain.

When their lives were most dangerous, it was Wang Changan who rescued them and relieved them from the pain. This kindness is as heavy as a mountain.

"Thank you, the great leader."

"I will always be grateful for your great kindness in my heart."

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In an instant, voices of gratitude resounded from the three major squares. Everyone was grateful for Wang Chang'an's kindness from the bottom of their hearts, and naturally formed a huge force of thought that gathered towards Wang Chang'an.

Ordinary people can't see the most miraculous thought power in the world, but only Wang Chang'an can clearly see that at this moment, a line runs out of everyone's celestial spirit cover, which is the purest thought power in their hearts, and they all converge towards themselves at this moment. Come.

This made Wang Changan frown. He has always been reluctant to get too involved with sentient beings' mind power. After all, this kind of thing is too mysterious to figure out.

This kind of mysterious thing is still too illusory in the final analysis. In contrast, he is more willing to rely on his own efforts to cultivate a powerful strength. This is the real thing.

But right now, the huge thought power is flying toward him uncontrollably, how to deal with it has become a big problem in front of him.

Is it necessary to wake them up at this time, so that the disciples of the Black Tiger Sect present will not be grateful to me, Wang Changan can't say such impersonal words.

His eyes hurriedly looked around, and finally stopped on the Wannian Divine Clock. Since he didn't know how to deal with sentient beings' mind power, he might as well inject all the collected mind power into the divine clock to strengthen the Wannian Divine Clock. power.

However, just when Wang Changan was about to do this, out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw Hu Jufeng beside him, and he frowned suddenly, thinking about it.

Since Huju Peak is a mountain peak formed after the body of the Black Tiger Sage King was petrified, staying here is a hidden danger after all. If it is ignored, it will still attract the evil spirit formed in the earth in the future, and breed evil spirits again. After the holy body, even though it has been petrified, there is still evil energy that has not completely dissipated.

If the entire mountain was destroyed, it would undoubtedly shatter the sacred mountain in their hearts in front of everyone in the Black Tiger Sect. It seemed a bit too much to do so.

Now the problem is easy to solve, just use the power of sentient beings to build a statue of Buddha, and suppress it on Huju Peak. It can not only continue to gather the power of sentient beings, but also dispel the yin energy and keep it away from this place. In this way, the holy mountain will only grow more and more It is holy, and will not breed evil spirits.

Wang Changan said to the crowd below: "I would like to create an incarnation to suppress evil forever."

"If you appreciate my goodness and don't want the evil to make a comeback, just sincerely worship it every day."

(End of this chapter)