Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 705 I understand! (1/2)

This rhetorical question made Wu Mu's expression serious.

He carries the true Buddha's edict and symbolizes the true Buddha's will, which represents supreme power in the hierarchical Buddhist kingdom.

Not to mention a Zen master like Xuankong, even a master similar to Yuanying would still kowtow in front of him and pray for the forgiveness of the True Buddha.

But now, Xuankong can actually stick to his original intention and stick to himself under the power of the True Buddha, which is really surprising.

"Xuankong, how much of the devil's bewitching have you accepted? Why did you become like this? Come to see the True Buddha as soon as possible. I can also pray for you so that the True Buddha will not blame you too much."

Xuankong lowered his head and thought for a long time, and Wumu also waited quietly for a long time.

For a moment, the scene became extremely quiet, with only the thunder from the Dharma King continuing to flow, making people smell an uneasy feeling.

Finally, Xuan Kong raised his head and said seriously: "But I really don't know what I did wrong!"

"Foolishness!"

Wu Mu shouted loudly, and the two Dharma Kings, under Wu Mu's control, pounced towards Xuan Kong, ready to take Xuan Kong down!

But he never expected that a Zen stick flew out from Xuankong's golden book, and then was held in Xuankong's hand, lying across in front of him.

Then, a large number of Buddhist instruments flew out and landed beside Xuankong. They turned into a large number of light spots like golden cicadas and flew around Xuankong non-stop.

Thanks to the blessing of the magic weapon, Xuankong suddenly expanded several times. His muscles expanded and even burst out with dragon roars. The huge muscles made his body grow a full ten feet taller. The strong muscles took root in his body, becoming extremely terrifying.

The heart also made a thunderous sound at this moment, and the blood in the body flowed like mercury water, bursting out with infinite power.

Then, he knocked away the Dharma King's fist with his stick and raised the staff in his hand high. His body turned into a strong bow at this moment, and the staff was the arrow on his body.

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An extremely subtle sound of breaking air was heard, but it was followed by tragic and terrifying destruction. The tall Dharma King was pierced through by the staff and half of his body was blown into pieces.

Looking at the collapsing Dharma King, Wu Mu cried out in disbelief: "Xuan Kong, how dare you! No, how could you!"

There is a strict hierarchy within Buddhism, and the true Buddha is high above and looks down on everything.

All Buddhist monks are serving the True Buddha, and their own great power also comes from the True Buddha. Without the other party's permission, they cannot use even a trace of Buddha's power.

But Xuankong not only bypassed the restrictions of the True Buddha, he even killed a Dharma King. How is this possible!

This was the first time that Wu Mu saw someone kill the King of France. The shock he felt was so great that he also felt something was wrong.

Especially when the Dharma King landed on the ground, his half-real and half-virtual body turned into colored glaze and relics emitting colorful rays of light, which made Ebony feel extremely abnormal.

Why did the Dharma King turn into relics after his death?

Relics are important Buddhist instruments and can only be produced after the cremation of an eminent monk. However, the Dharma King was originally a puppet created by magic. What is going on?

When he was stunned, he saw that Xuankong did not run away, but straightened his back and said seriously: "Master Wumu, please take me to see the real Buddha."

"Are you stupid?" Master Wu Mu shouted in surprise, "Run! Do you know what you look like now? You are possessed by a demon!"

"Possessed?"

Xuankong raised his hand and saw that his body had turned black, and under his swollen muscles was surging power.

He was not good at physical training, but after playing in "Black Buddha Kingdom Xuankong" for so long, he mastered various stick techniques without realizing it and practiced a lot in the virtual world.

But what was more important was the Buddhist Dharma that his master, Master Baikou, had blessed him with before he broke through his meditation.

That power did not bring him any benefit in Jiuzhou, but it gave him a lot of enlightenment in "Black Buddha Kingdom Xuankong" and brought it into reality.

The wisdom he had accumulated in the past also blossomed at this moment, allowing him to break through a layer of mysterious barriers and see things he had never noticed before. Everything in the game was like a small flame, completely igniting his accumulated wisdom.

Closing his eyes, Xuan Kong understood the whole story, and then said seriously: "No, I didn't. I am better now than ever before."

"Do you know what you look like now?"

"All phenomena are bubbles. If you cling to appearances, you will not be able to reach the truth. Master Wu Mu, you are still clinging to appearances."

Master Wu Mu wanted to refute, but he couldn't utter a word.

He could feel Xuankong's state of mind constantly expanding. The difference in their states of mind made it impossible for him to refute Xuankong at all, and he even began to passively accept the other party's reasons.

He immediately closed his five senses. Wu Mu didn't dare to observe Xuan Kong at this time. He could only let the other party leave.

In his dark vision, he felt as if Xuankong had turned into a huge monster, walking towards the Great Hall in the distance.

Wherever he passed, flames gushed out from the ground and golden lotuses fell from the sky. All these strange phenomena showed that Xuankong seemed to have really understood something and he couldn't wait to tell this truth to everyone.

This discovery made Wu Mu curious, and he couldn't help but want to open his third eye to see what Xuan Kong understood.

But before he could take any action, he heard a sigh.

Looking up, he saw a flash of golden light above his head, and a huge hand dropped from the sky, directly pressing down Xuankong, and then rushed all the way underground.

The held down Xuankong went all the way down, penetrating the Buddhist kingdom until he fell into the boundless underworld, and only then did he stop.

Here, the power of reincarnation is isolated, life and death are erased, and all monks who fall here can only rot in endless pain and repent their sins in long agony.

Even though he was held down, Xuankong was still smiling.

His whole body was covered with broken bones and his internal organs were beaten into a pulp. The only thing intact on his body was his mouth, but he was still smiling.

"True Buddha! You keep saying you are compassionate, but why do you want to leave this underworld and let people suffer endless pain?"

"You keep saying you're fearless, but why don't you let me speak? What are you afraid of?"

"If you are omnipotent, then why do you use the "Art of Righteous Heart" to deceive the world?"

"You always say that the world is ignorant and that all living things are ignorant. Then what were you before you became a Buddha?"

"Before you become a true Buddha, Buddhism teaches everyone, and all thoughts flourish. Everyone can practice."

"After you became a True Buddha, the Buddhist sect has a strict hierarchy, and the master-disciple relationship is locked. Everything in the Buddhist kingdom is not as free as it was after the Demon Sect took over."

"Mortals have no hope. They can only practice the "Right Heart Sutra" to numb themselves in order to seek liberation. Everything they do can only lead to destruction!"

"You who sit on the clouds, are you a Buddha or a devil?"

The shouts and questions made the True Buddha in the clouds extremely angry.

The Buddha's power turned into a ray of light that enveloped the sky. The broken limbs were restored and soon they were the same as before.

But then, golden light descended, and the newly restored Xuan Kong was torn into pieces like a puppet, with his internal organs falling to the ground.

In just a short moment, Xuankong was disassembled a hundred times and assembled a hundred times.

But even so, Xuankong still smiled brightly.

True Buddha, I have realized it!

(End of this chapter)