The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

"Are you crazy?"

Qin Xuan looked at Wuxin in amazement, and was shocked by Wuxin's words in his Immortal King's state of mind.

Wuxin, actually want to sacrifice himself in exchange for the return of Emperor Amitabha?

Although Western Desert Buddhism has disappeared, and even the Daleiyin Temple has fallen, it does not mean that Buddhism has completely disappeared in the nine heavens and ten places.

Wuxin is a son of Buddha, equivalent to the reincarnation of Amitabha, the great emperor of Buddhism in ancient times. He also cultivated the true scriptures of Amitabha. In time, if he can break through the shackles and become the Buddha, he will surely be able to restore the glory of Buddhism.

A quasi-emperor, even in today's era, is the existence that the whole world looks up to.

But Wuxin actually said simply that he would exchange his life for the return of the Great Buddha.

"The little monk was originally one of the reincarnations of Emperor Amitabha. It would be a good idea to exchange the little monk's Taoism for the return of the great emperor."

"You become an emperor, isn't it the same?"

Qin Xuan looked at the ascetic Buddha Wuxin in front of him, and found that the latter's face had always been calm and peaceful, as if he had never been moved by his decision.

"You and I both know that the possibility of the return of the ancient emperor is greater than the possibility of a small monk becoming an emperor."

Almost all of the arrogant people who lived in Qin Xuan's era, except for Wuxin, who joined the Tiandi Palace, almost all reached the realm of the emperor.

The decline of Buddhism and the lack of Buddhism and Taoism may be the reason why Wuxin has been unable to break through the last shackles.

"There is a Buddha in the hearts of all living beings, so why not return the little monk alone in exchange for the great emperor? It's good and good."

"Don't you really think about it? It is said that the newly born princess of the Zhongzhou Dynasty has a Buddhist bond, and it may be the reincarnation of a Buddhist son."

"If you rebuild Western Desert Buddhism and say that you have to restore the former glory of Buddhism, why must you exchange yourself for the return of the Great Emperor?"

Qin Xuan wanted to persuade Wuxin to give up this idea, but Wuxin still had a smile on his face, folded his hands and did not waver.

With Qin Xuan's realm, looking back, he can clearly see what happened in the entire nine heavens and ten places, the changes in the Daleiyin Temple on the ancient star of Yinghuo, and the disappearance of Buddhism in the Western Desert, which are inseparable from the darkness outside the territory.

The Buddha statue engraved on the string of rosary beads has been eroded by darkness into that appearance. The darkness that can make the Buddha fall into the devil is bound to be impossible for ordinary demons.

Perhaps the reason Wuxin wanted to exchange for the return of the Great Buddha was because he also realized that there was some kind of connection between Buddhism and the forces that led to the disappearance of Buddhism in the Western Desert.

In this world, a powerful Buddhist emperor will be ushered in, and Buddhism will definitely prosper again. At that time, it will usher in the darkness outside the territory, which may play an extremely important role.

This is the unintentional self. As a Buddhist son, for the future of Buddhism and the world, he can even calmly make the decision to sacrifice his own path and fruit.

Every cultivator who stands on the peak overlooking the nine heavens and ten places, not only sees the vastness of the universe, but also sees the common people.

Caring about the safety of the common people, to gain the peace of the world for the common people, even at the cost of his own death, this is the difference between the ancient emperor and the supreme.

"There is a shortage of Buddhism, but there is no Buddhist emperor born. I am afraid that Buddhism will really decline, and the life of the little monk will be exhausted. If it can be exchanged for the vitality of Buddhism, it will be satisfied..."

Wuxin folded his hands together, bowed his head and recited a Buddha's name.

"This emperor can extend your lifespan."

"The little monk has made up his mind."

Immortal kings as strong as Qin Xuan, who were directly defeated by Wuxin, held their foreheads for a while.

"Amitabha, there is a Buddha in my heart, and everything is me."

The string of rosary beads Wuxin was hanging in his hand slowly overflowed with golden light, and the Buddha statue, which had been eroded by darkness, slowly regained its kind-hearted look.

Dozens of color-precipitated bodhi seeds were cracked and cracked, revealing golden rays of light.

"Hum... um... u... pa... mi... hum..."

The Buddhist mantra rang low in the sky, and as the golden light fell from the top of the clouds, everyone involuntarily stopped and looked up at the sky.

The golden light seemed to be poured down from the top of the clouds, and a huge golden Buddha statue was finally formed on the top of Zishan Mountain. Swastika.

The golden body of the Buddha statue is facing Qin Xuan and Wuxin, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the sound of the Buddha's name echoing between the heavens and the earth with the light movement of his lips.

The sound of cracking sounded one after another, and all the bodhi seeds that formed the rosary beads were broken into powder by the golden light, and dissipated between the heavens and the earth. Even the dark aura that lingered on the rosary beads disappeared under the illumination of the golden light.

Buddhism, eliminate the dark breath.

"really."

Wuxin looked at the rosary in his hand that had turned into powder and drifted away with the wind, raised his head and smiled at the huge Buddha statue between heaven and earth, and folded his hands reverently directly on the ground.

One after another, golden Buddhist characters appeared on the unintentional cassock, and the tattered cassock turned into a magical instrument in an instant, engraved with Buddhist scriptures.

The golden beam of light soaring into the sky enveloped Wuxin, but Wuxin closed his eyes calmly and never opened them.

The sound of the Buddha's trumpet in Wuxin's mouth gradually overlapped with the sound of the Buddha's trumpet in the body between heaven and earth. It seemed that there were tens of thousands of Buddhas reciting Buddhist scriptures at the same time. It was a spectacle.

All beings are shocked.

Seeing that Wuxin in the golden beam of light was wrapped in Buddhist golden light and Buddhist scriptures, Qin Xuan restrained himself not to stop it.

He watched helplessly as Wuxin slowly turned into light dust in the sound of the scriptures, sitting in front of him.

It was not until the light and dust completely dissipated that the huge Buddha statues in the whole world disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

".々Still this (okay) is a dead brain."

A strange light flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, but his face was still calm.

Whether it was the initial acquaintance of the Chaoguang Shenglonghui, or he bid farewell to the Tiandi Palace and walked the Big Dipper as an ascetic to find the truth, he has always been so stubborn for tens of thousands of years, and he was unwilling to even receive a gift from Qin Xuanshouyuan.