Yinshan Record

Chapter 762 The Heavenly Demon Curse of Being Touched on the Top
The distance between the Azure-Eyed Garuda King and the Hemp-Clad Demon Lord was only about three hundred paces.

Under normal circumstances, a true immortal would never get this close.

Such a distance is dangerous for every immortal being. To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like two people putting a pistol into each other's mouths, right up to the tonsils, and then starting to have a slow chat.

It's understandable that it felt awkward.

Now, these two are at this distance.

At such close range, if the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes reaches a higher level of understanding of the True and Illusion Techniques, it will be impossible for him to conceal his true identity from the Azure Eyes.

Moreover, in this scene where everyone is kneeling and worshipping Buddha, he stands there out of place.

"My Buddha is merciful."

The Azure-Eyed Garuda King didn't even glance at the Immortal of the Demonic Sect, but instead focused all his attention on a kneeling figure.

"You have an affinity with Buddhism, why not take refuge in it?"

His voice was earnest, without any supernatural powers or magic, like the casual chatter of an old man next door.

However, the person in question felt somewhat uncomfortable hearing it.

Because this sentence was directed at Su Che.

There's no need to elaborate on the fact that my family has a connection with Buddhism.

Back then, deep in the Xuan Mountain, he received the blessing of the old lion and possessed the true meaning of the Future Star Tribulation Sutra, one of the three fundamental Buddhist scriptures.

This is truly an incredible stroke of luck.

If Yu Lizi hadn't guided him into Huang Tiandao's sect, he might have truly made a name for himself.

Therefore, Su Che was aware that he had some intricate connections with Buddhism.

As for whether this opportunity is good or bad, and whether there are any other schemings behind it...

These are things that Su Che could not possibly understand.

Upon hearing Garuda King's words, Su Che could only manage a slight chuckle.

That's true, but it came too late.

Are they trying to take me to a Buddhist temple, or do they have other plans?
It's not important; what's important is that the plans might change.

Su Che lowered his head and remained silent. The best course of action now was to calm his mind. Things had come to this point; it was best to have someone clean up the mess.

If it doesn't work out, I'll have to become a monk here.

Zhongyuan, boss, bring out your backup plan.

King Garuda looked at the person before him.

He had practiced asceticism in Buddhism for many years, and through years of diligent practice, he had already attained the supernatural power of knowing past lives, one of the six supernatural powers in Buddhism, and knew all the changes in the past and future.

In Garuda King's eyes, Su Che was not a human form, but an impenetrable mass of darkness.

That darkness was connected to an almost endless hunger and thirst.

In this dim light, a blue lotus is quietly blooming.

This is the vision that King Garuda saw.

That darkness is the endless demonic thoughts of those who are drowning in the sea of ​​desire, while the blue lotus is the mark of transcendence and reaching the other shore.

This person has received a prediction from an ancient Buddha in countless past eons, and will have the opportunity to become a Buddha in the future.

Perhaps in this life, perhaps in the next, whatever the case, this is the future revealed by the ancient Buddha.

King Garuda did not understand probability theory, but according to Buddhist teachings, all sentient beings will eventually become Buddhas.

Perhaps that day is in the very distant future, or perhaps it is tomorrow.

But the Dao Fruit waits for everyone fairly.

However, the lotus flower of the person before you at this moment represents the future he will achieve in this life.

King Garuda needs this future.

This person's achievements in this life will contribute to his future achievements.

The Buddhist system is complex, unlike the individual transcendence of the Xuanmen (Taoist) school, and sometimes it is indeed possible to borrow the power of others.

The Garuda King now has only one intention: to guide this person to conversion.

And through this cause and effect, one day in the future, one will achieve transcendence.

After years of arduous practice before the Buddha, I never imagined that this day would finally come.

A white light flashed behind Garuda King, and a vast aura rose. Six wings, as large as the ocean, seemed to unfurl behind him, reaching into the infinite distance. On each of the six wings were celestial Buddha images and symbols, their Dharma seals flowing and reaching straight to the heart.

"May the Buddha have mercy, and today I will help my fellow practitioners take refuge in the Buddha."

With a solemn and dignified appearance, Garuda King at this moment uses his supernatural powers to reveal the profound mystery of his Dharma body.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King secretly thought, "This is bad."

This senior was indeed knowledgeable and experienced, and naturally knew what methods the Azure-Eyed Garuda King used.

He was touched on the head and given a prophecy.

This immortal being is using his Buddhist methods to replace Su Che's foundation and forcibly instill Buddhist principles into him.

This sounds outrageous, but it is one of the wonderful methods of Buddhism, and it can even be said to be their foundation.

Because Buddhist doctrines are based on spiritual understanding, but they are the opposite of those of sword cultivators.

Sword cultivators speak of transcendence, but they use spiritual awareness and morality as their swords to cut down all other laws and principles in order to achieve transcendence.

Buddhism, however, takes spiritual enlightenment as its core, dragging all other practices into emptiness and returning them all to nirvana.

They are completely opposite, taking the same path but arriving at different destinations.

For Buddhism, only spiritual enlightenment is real; everything else can be changed.

As long as Su Che's core spiritual essence is not touched, they have plenty of ways to train his foundation and transform it into a Buddhist one.

Don't you see that those mindless demons are most afraid of these Buddhist methods?

This wasn't the kind of spontaneous expression from an infinitely distant place, but rather the personal arrival of a Buddhist figure of the level of a Longevity Immortal, who was about to drag Su boy directly over there.

It's simple and brutal, but there are always other methods involved.

Damn it, could it be that some old bald guy is plotting against us too?

The Yin-Yang Dharma King sensed something was wrong and was preparing to use his final move.

On the other side, someone else also joined in.

A murmur.

It was as if the madness in the endless darkness had finally returned to calm.

It was like a colossal creature hidden beneath a bottomless abyss uttering a whisper from a dream.

Dark thoughts, like bamboo shoots after a rain, pierced the surface of my heart, sprouting continuously from within.

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes coldly stared at the Garuda King before him.

"Why try to save him, when you can save me?"

This sudden turn of events almost stunned both Yin Yang Dharma King and Su Che.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King was puzzled as to why this Demon Lord in Hemp Robes would still make a move when Garuda King had already shown restraint.

For a great Buddhist master, it is not enough to pretend not to see the demons of the six desires operating right under his nose.

This is already a level of self-restraint bordering on cowardice.

Su Che's thoughts were simpler.

Could this Demon Lord in hemp robes also be a member of our Zhongshan Society? Is he the contingency plan that Zhongyuan left for himself?

As expected, the Yin-Yang Dharma King was in the shadows, while the Hemp-Clad Demon Lord was in the open; the two complemented each other, making it a very prudent design.

Once the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes makes his move, it won't be that simple.
He casually unleashed a demonic sound, and the ordinary cultivators on the street underwent changes. Blood vessels cracked open beneath their skin, as if an invisible, swift blade had just performed a brutal and excruciating slicing on them.

Those painful groans coalesced into an invisible force, slashing towards Garuda King in front of him.

"Heavenly Demonic Incantation? If that's all you have, what harm would it do to convert you?"

(End of this chapter)