Chapter 323: Becoming a Buddha

This day was just like any other.

In front of the huge martial arts arena, Xie Que was vaguely instructing A Shui to practice his newly improved Whale Flood Art.

After all, even for the human immortal martial arts, one needs a strong heart and lungs to withstand such a powerful blood and qi burst.

With Xie Que's current strength and his subtle state, the Whale Flood Art has almost completely changed.

Even for A Shui, the founder of the Whale Flood Art, it is still very difficult to practice.

But as the owner of the World Honored Hall, he needs to be ahead of other warriors in terms of strength.

So Xie Que also planned to improve A Shui's personal strength first, even at any cost.

Suddenly, the air flow above the sky began to whistle violently.

The sunlight gradually dimmed, and it turned into a Buddhist bead that almost covered the sky.

The Sanskrit on it flowed, and it seemed that there were patterns of Tao and reason intertwined, and it was like an extremely obscure Buddhist scripture.

Xie Que knew that this was the powerful magic weapon that the Ebony Dharma King relied on to become famous.

It is also the origin of the name of the Ebony Dharma King, the small purple-leafed ebony bead.

According to rumors, this is the thought of the Venerable Kasyapa, and it has endless power.

In the Buddha Kingdom that stretches for thousands of miles, this ebony bead can be seen appearing in the sky, and thousands of believers can't help but prostrate themselves on the ground, extremely pious.

One after another, Buddha lights rise from the statues of gods in various places in the Buddha Kingdom, and in an instant they shoot straight into the sky and transform into the ebony bead.

Millions of Buddha statues begin to connect with each other, and a shadow of a monk is faintly imprinted on the ebony bead.

That is the Wheel King!

Countless strong men trembled when they saw this.

The last time the Ebony Dharma King transformed this treasure, he declared on behalf of the Wheel King and conferred the title of Buddha's son on Saint Baotan.

Now that the ebony bead appears again, I'm afraid that another major event of the same level will happen.

It has only been six thousand years since Baotan was conferred the title of Buddha's son.

Among the strong men at the level of Yangshen Zhenjun, his age is not considered very old, and he is even very young.

Therefore, most of the Yangshen Zhenjun and worshippers in the Buddha Kingdom still remember the last time Tanzhu appeared.

Xie Que looked up and saw that the figure of the wheel king gradually took shape under the influence of the Buddha's light, but his face was blurred.

The wheel king was wearing a monk's robe that shone like the moonlight, without a beard or hair, but he gave people a sense of freedom.

The light from the sky was completely covered by the ebony, while the Buddha's light rising from the earth filled the darkness.

In the interweaving of light and darkness, the wheel king slowly raised his hand.

He put his hands together and began to chant the Buddhist verse:

"I am now the true wheel-turning holy king, and I have conferred the title of Zhugu to the world-honored Hutuktu."

Hutuktu is an ancient term in the scriptures, referring to the saint.

Zhugu means "incarnation" in Sanskrit, which means that it is the incarnation of Buddha, and it is also possible that it is the reincarnation of the wheel king.

It is also commonly known as the son of Buddha.

Hearing this, the vast Buddhist country, which was divided into four major territories, was shocked at the same time.

Many powerful people of the Wheel of Rebirth looked at the shadow of the Wheel King on the sky and were shocked.

However, some people guessed it. After all, the news of Xie Que's entry into the Buddhist country had already spread to those who knew a little about the inside story.

Since it was the Ebony Dharma King who showed his holiness, it means that the purpose of this journey of the World Honored Saint has been achieved.

But from ancient times to the present, the seventh wheel has gone through more than 30,000 years, but only three Buddhas have appeared.

The other four all survived in the previous wheel.

Buddhas, almost one every 10,000 years.

Even for the Yangshen Zhenjun, this is a world-shaking event.

And this World Honored Saint is also a member of the Red Dragon Dharma King camp.

With the help of another Buddha son, the Pipa Buddha son, who is good to the Red Dragon Dharma King, this World Honored Buddha son may soon rise.

Many powerful people began to make calculations in their hearts.

At this time, making friends with this Buddha's son is like sending charcoal in the snow.

If we wait for a while longer, it can only be regarded as icing on the cake.

…

Ten thousand miles away, Tianxin Zhenjun took a deep breath.

Looking at the prototype of the Wisdom Sword that he had just recast, he also broke it.

He murmured to himself: "He really succeeded..."

…

Since Xie Que's rise is an anomaly, many powerful people or forces have not noticed it yet.

Even if Xie Que entered the Buddha Kingdom, they just regarded it as a joke.

After all, every hundred years, there are always a few saints who don't know what's good for them and try to challenge the position of Buddha's son.

But even the weakest Baotan Buddha's son is not their match.

And these saints who have the opportunity to become Buddha's sons have long been friendly and invested by the internal forces of the various Lunzhuan Dao.

They thought that Xie Que was like a meteor from the horizon, and would flash by.

Many strong men have seen the so-called human immortal martial arts, after all, this is a great event.

But almost most strong men are not optimistic.

There is no basic practice of the law, no magical power, and no great power to stand out.

But what I didn't expect was that this meteor turned into a meteorite and hit me hard in the face.

The Buddha's light swept, and the hair behind Xie Que danced wildly.

At the moment when the wheel king finished speaking, Xie Que felt a vague change in his body.

He hurriedly looked into his soul.

I'm afraid that the seven treasures have taken root in his body and used his soul as a container.

He is extremely disgusted with this.

No matter how strong the seven treasures are, no matter how much benefit they bring to him.

In Xie Que's eyes, they are just parasites with surveillance functions.

"Welcome the Buddha Zhugu to the world!"

In the martial arts arena, all the warriors bowed down, and the worship in their eyes had turned into fanaticism.

There is only two words between the preparatory Buddha and the Buddha's son.

But the difference between them is only known by people in the Buddha's country.

One is heaven, the other is earth, and even the difference is much greater than that.

Xie Que half closed his eyes and felt the collective thoughts born after the condensation of the Dharma body in his body.

That is the so-called "seed of the inner demon", which is the source of his own merit.

Now, it is beginning to expand.

Millions of people began to chant their Dharma names, and this power almost made Xie Que lose his mind in an instant.

He hurriedly ran the Bodhi Heart Certificate and kept his mind.

He was determined not to let this power affect his mind.

After Xie Que was in the subtle, he could understand more things.

This thought is the quick-made power of faith and incense. If it is condensed by himself and turned into a usable power.

It is divinity.

But at this moment, countless thoughts sank, and even the Bodhi Heart Certificate could not resist.

Xie Que only felt as if a seed had grown in his soul.

This seed was planted at the crown of the Bodhi tree and penetrated into the branches.

Then it gradually turned into a sprout.

There was nothing special about it, just like the most ordinary young shoot.

But no matter what Xie Que did, he could not get rid of it in an instant.

He immediately became alert.

Seven treasures? Or something else?

Thousands of thoughts passed by, but the sprout seemed to be non-existent.

It only existed in his soul's vision, but he could not sense it, and even any method seemed to be unable to touch him.

Xie Que frantically flipped through the death judgment map in his skull, but there was no response.

He took a deep breath, opened his soul, and transmitted a message to the Nanda Dragon King hidden in the void anchor:

"Dragon King, pull out that sprout!"

"What sprout?" Nanda Dragon King was a little confused.

"In my soul, there is a bud growing on the tree crown!" Xie Que quickly transmitted his voice.

"... I didn't see it." After a while, Nanda Dragon King finally gave an answer that Xie Que couldn't believe.

Even a seventh-level god like Nanda Dragon King... couldn't sense the existence of the bud?

Xie Que's mind was buzzing.

The Death Judgement Chart didn't react, and Nanda Dragon King couldn't detect it...

This was all saying that the horror of the bud had already surpassed the gods.

"In that case, there is only this method..."

Xie Que gritted his teeth, and then thousands of thoughts turned into the shape of a sword.

It was like the sword of wisdom of Tianxin Zhenjun, which seemed to contain the power to cut off the wisdom mind.

He manipulated this thought and it fell in front of the tree crown of the soul in an instant.

Thousands of leaves fell, and nearly one-tenth of the soul turned into nothingness.

Xie Que felt a headache and a buzzing in his head.

But he never thought that the bud still existed at the top of the Bodhi tree.

Xie Que's face changed drastically.

His mood also became depressed.

What happened...

Xie Que had thousands of thoughts in his mind. After discussing with Nanda Dragon King, he could only sigh.

At this time, he could only comfort himself.

Since this bud did not attract the attention of the Judicial Death Map, it meant that it might not be a bad thing for him.

Ignoring the bud, Xie Que looked up at the sky again.

At this time, the figure of the Wheel King in the sky stretched out a finger.

The fingertips pushed away endless air waves, and golden light flashed on it like the sun.

The light on it only existed between the fingerprints. Looking closely, the fingerprints actually formed a map-like pattern.

If it were someone else, they might be a little unfamiliar with this map.

But Xie Que... was very familiar with it.

This place... I have been here for a hundred years.

Qiongyu Sea.

After joining the Wheel of the Wheel, Xie Que had some understanding of the Qiongyu Sea.

It is not in the control area of ​​Lunzhuan Dao, but borders Chengping Dao.

The Qiongyu Sea is in the shape of two dragons playing with a pearl, nearly 300 million miles wide and eight times longer.

There are many islands on it, and I don’t know how many evil gods are secretly preaching and developing in it.

What’s more terrible is that it borders Chengping Dao’s territory.

That is the world of Taoism, which is almost completely another world.

Xie Que’s eyes are a little uncertain.

It can be said that there are still many old friends in the Qiongyu Sea.

In addition, he is familiar with its terrain and power, and the water area occupies more than 90%.

For him, this is a good thing.

But Chengping Dao... is not a force that is easy to deal with.

Xie Que knows very little about Chengping Dao, only that it is a big force that is not weaker than Lunzhuan Dao.

The beliefs among them are not as chaotic as those of the Buddha Kingdom, but most Taoists believe in an unknown Taoist ancestor.

And regard it as the only spiritual sustenance.

What’s more terrifying is that Chengping Dao is a centralized power.

Although it is a Taoist sect, its power structure is closer to that of a secular dynasty.

The class structure is fixed and the hierarchy is clear.

Fortunately, I don’t have to take office immediately.

I can leave at any time.

However, since it is the territory allocated to me, I have to go and see it.

The Buddhist kingdom is not a good place to develop power.

It’s just that I don’t have many people around me now, and I need to selectively absorb some people.

Xie Que believed that after the news of his becoming a Buddhist disciple spread.

There should be many scattered masters and great powers who would join his army.

After all, he was the only new Buddhist disciple in the past six thousand years.

After thinking for a while, the shadow of the Wheel King in the sky gradually dissipated with the sandalwood beads.

The warriors on the ground were still crawling on the ground, not daring to get up.

Although they were surprised.

But they were also afraid that Xie Que would abandon them because of the change in his status.

After all, it was unreasonable for a Buddhist disciple to have no Yangshen Zhenjun under his command.

With Zhenjun-level subordinates, would Xie Que still look down on these small fish and shrimps in the third and fourth realms?

Xie Que sighed and supported everyone:

"Whether I am a Buddhist disciple or not, I am born in martial arts after all. I hope you will open up the future with me."

"Everyone just treat it as the previous two days."

A strong man with waist-length blond hair and a height of more than eight feet looked at Xie Que.

His face was childish, but he took a deep breath like an adult: "We have different statuses, how can you go beyond the rules like this?"

Although Buddhism emphasizes equality of all beings.

But the rules deeply rooted in everyone's hearts are that there is a difference between the superior and the inferior.

Xie Que had a headache and could only wave his hand and said: "It's up to you."

This strong man is called Frey, and he is the only one among many warriors who entered the Taoism.

He practiced martial arts just because he liked it.

He has outstanding talent in Taoism and entered the Taoism after three years of practice.

But after he practiced martial arts, his talent in martial arts became even better.

He can almost be compared with Yuan Shun in Tianjin.

It's just that he lacks in comprehension.

In addition, he is not very old, only fifteen years old, younger than Xie Que.

Xie Que also likes him and is generous in giving him advice.

Frey turned his head, but he didn't expect that Ah Shui and Master Lu behind him actually gave him crazy eyes.

Frey gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground with a thud:

"I have been wandering for half my life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master. If Master Xie does not abandon me, Lei is willing to worship me as his adoptive father."

"Ah?" Xie Que turned his head in a daze and looked at Frey, whose whole body was almost touching the ground.

Although his face was immature, he had a strong physique and outstanding talent. His thick golden hair made him look like a lion. He was a natural warrior.

Xie Que also had a good impression of him and treated him as a younger brother.

But I didn't expect that I treated you as a brother, but you wanted to be my son?

Of course, Xie Que knew it.

I had just become a Buddhist, and I was a rare thigh.

Frey's move was also understandable.

Xie Que thought for a moment and finally nodded.

In his previous life and this life, he had never been a father to anyone, and it would be a good feeling to experience it once.

After nodding, many warriors clasped their fists and congratulated Frey.

Frey was also full of ecstasy, kneeling on the ground and kowtowed to Xie Que, calling him dad smoothly, as if he had been calling him that for decades.

"Come on, come on, today's training has not started yet... show me a set of boxing first." Xie Que had a headache and waved his hand quickly.

The youngest of the other warriors was almost sixty years old.

They looked at Frey, although they were jealous, but they also knew that their age was not suitable.

Otherwise, Xie Que would probably have hundreds of good sons today.