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

Chapter 733 The Buddha Kingdom Will Die After All (1/2)

The True Buddha, bombarded by thousands of hydrangeas, no longer has his previous composure.

The huge body was covered with cracks, and purple viscous liquid gushed out from the cracks, continuously dripping onto the ground.

Half of his head had been blown off, and the left half of his cracked face still had a kind smile, but on the right side, lotus flowers were popping out from it, crawling all over the lotus of the True Buddha.

The lotus flowers all look exactly the same and are extremely beautiful, as if all the beauty in the world was condensed and then watered out.

The surging Buddha light released from it made the real Buddha's face not look too disheveled, but instead had a unique kind of beauty.

[Although I don’t really like the real Buddha, this feeling of dilapidation is really nice. ]

[The interior of the real Buddha is actually a lotus? This feels pretty good. Wait, something is wrong! ]

[Don't look! This is not a joke, don't look! ]

As screams were heard in the live broadcast room, someone realized that something was wrong.

Eyes lit up on the petals of the lotus. Each eye seemed like a tiny creature. They began to move around and look around.

Then, a lotus crawled out from the crack on the True Buddha's face. Its slender roots were not ordinary green, but twisted and wrinkled intestines.

Finally, the roots of the lotus crawled out, revealing a group of withered hands.

The entire lotus is essentially a deformed and twisted human body, revealing ominousness and weirdness everywhere.

[What the hell! I’m going to vomit!]

[My head hurts, something doesn't feel right, is this Buddha light pollution? ]

[Fellow Daoists in Jiuzhou, don’t panic. This is because we have received a large amount of Buddha’s light in a short period of time. Please recite the “Center Heart Sutra” with me.]

[You bald asses are in the same group as the real Buddha, can you believe it? ]

"I can believe it." In the live broadcast room, Yaoguang pulled Qingniang over and said, "This is the Demon Sect's Immortal Master Qingniang. She is willing to guarantee it with her life. There will be absolutely no problem."

Qingniang looked at Yaoguang in surprise and said in a low voice: "Who are you? What do you mean?"

"The Holy King asked me to come here. Please give him some face."

Qingniang looked at Yaoguang suspiciously, and after using her own straw man to confirm that the other party was not lying, she said to the camera in the live broadcast room: "Yes, I guarantee it with the life of the Holy King."

With Qingniang's endorsement, more and more people began to believe in Buddhism.

"The Art of Correcting the Mind" began to work, and the influence of the Buddha's light gradually disappeared under the effect of "The Art of Correcting the Mind", allowing the audience to face the things in front of them.

Although they were no longer polluted by the Buddha's light, the audience couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?" when they saw the human lotuses falling like raindrops.

Golden Cicada (Buddhist Kingdom): [A sign of the end of the Dharma. The evil demon pretends to be the Buddha, corrupts Buddhist disciples, and destroys the wisdom of Buddhism. I didn't expect that the end of the Dharma has already arrived. We don't know how to judge people. Buddhist monks, it's not too late to wake up now. Hurry up and give up our magic power. Don't let this demon continue to run rampant. ]

A large amount of mana power began to surge out, countless mana powers were poured into the mana furnace and flowed towards Jiuzhou.

But more Buddhist monks are still hesitating.

Even after seeing the current situation of the True Buddha, they still had some illusions about the True Buddha.

Although Zen Master Wu Mu led the construction of the "Black Buddha Kingdom Xuankong" section and promoted the exchanges between the Buddhist monks and the Jiuzhou monks, his essence is still on the side of the True Buddha.

Together with other Zen masters who were loyal to the True Buddha, Master Wumu immediately set out and headed towards the treasure hall.

Although the real Buddha suffered severe damage, the scenery around the temple did not change at all.

The flying goddesses were still dancing in the sky, and the Bodhisattvas were still chanting the Supreme Heart Sutra, but this change made Master Wu Mu even more terrified. They were like puppets without emotions, only dancing beside the real Buddha, without any change.

If these are the end of a Buddhist monk, then it is better to fall into the cycle of reincarnation forever; at least one still has a self-existence.

Stepping into the palace, Master Wu Mu saw that it was filled with white lotuses.

These white lotuses made of flesh and blood are like devout believers. After landing, they bow down to worship the real Buddha, and look somewhat sacred.

If you get closer, you will find that every time they bow, a Bodhi statue will dissipate, and the condensed magic power will roll into the real Buddha's body and repair his cracks.

Seeing this, Wu Mu immediately realized something and exclaimed: "Tianyuan Mana Furnace! Isn't this the effect of Jiuzhou's magic weapon? How come you, True Buddha, understand it!"

"Is it strange?" The majestic voice of the True Buddha sounded, without a trace of fatigue or pain in his voice, as if he was not the one injured. "Since ancient times, Buddha and Demon have been one, and the Tianyuan Mana Furnace is the practice of the Xuantian Sect of the Demon Sect. How could I be so strange?"

"But……"

"Ebony, I will settle your previous mistakes later. Please tell me why you are here first."

Forcefully suppressing the fear in his heart, Wu Mu saluted and said, "True Buddha, Jiuzhou's strength is stronger than imagined, so let's stop here."

"You mean, let me back out?"

"...No, retreating at this time is a better way to move forward."

"What should we do after we retire?"

The True Buddha's tone remained unchanged, but Master Wu Mu could already feel the powerful pressure coming like a mountain.

Gritting his teeth, Master Wu Mu said under pressure: "Although the Buddhist monks are dissatisfied, they still care about the Buddhist country. Therefore, as long as we change our previous practices, we can definitely gather the Buddhist monks and make the Buddhist country great again."

"Oh, tell me in detail then."

Sensing a glimmer of possibility, Master Wumu continued, "Although Jiuzhou does not yearn for Buddhism, it actually has many things in common with Buddhism. The first step is to communicate with Jiuzhou, purchase food, publicize Buddhism, and attract talents. My Buddhist country has accumulated gold for hundreds of generations, and now is the time to use it."

"and then?"

"You can have the "Art of Righteous Heart", but it must be limited. We will conduct a special study here, and I hope the True Buddha will approve it."

"continue."

"After that, we will follow the example of Jiuzhou and open up the restrictions on the magic power of Buddhist monks, so that Buddhist monks can walk among mortals. Jiuzhou's righteous sect has only ruled Jiuzhou for a hundred years, but has developed such a huge culture. It is obvious that monks should walk together with mortals, rather than sticking to their own ways."

"Hmm...you mean, was I wrong before?"

Cold sweat immediately poured out, but Master Wu Mu still stood in front and said firmly: "It's not wrong, it's backward. The way of heaven is changing, the times are changing, and our Buddhist country is also changing. The True Buddha is the ancestor of all Buddhas. Please ask the True Buddha to reform himself so that the Buddhist country can benefit."

"Why bother? I have another way to go."

"True Buddha, please speak."

"Destroy this place, eat all the Buddhist monks, and then go to Kyushu. Don't worry, I have absorbed this experience and will do better next time. You can just fall into reincarnation and continue to serve me."

A bone-chilling chill swept over me.

Raising his head suddenly, Ebony saw a white lotus had crawled onto his body, and its withered fingers had tightly bound his limbs.

Seeing this, Ebony knew he had failed.

The Buddhist kingdom will eventually come to an end.

(End of this chapter)