He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 377 No More Buddhist Country (Additional Chapter 22)

If you look down from the sky over Sangzhou, you can see countless ascetics pouring towards Mount Sumeru from all directions like a torrent.

Their speeds vary.

People also include men and women, old and young.

What is the same is that they have determined expressions, as if they will not stop because of anything.

While countless ascetics in Sangzhou were rushing to Mount Xumi, Jiang Lin had already broken through the fourth difficulty, the strange wooden foot, the fifth difficulty, the killing of disciples, the sixth difficulty, the eating of demon poison, and reached the seventh difficulty.

The skin is peeled off, the bones are pulled out, and a strong wind is blown. The wind does not come from the outside, but blows into the internal organs through the fontanelle, passes through the dantian, penetrates the nine orifices, and the bones and flesh are dissolved, and the body disintegrates.

However, with the Golden Essence and Fire Essence in control, the furnace baking method blessing him, and his firm determination in the Tao, no matter how hard the wind blew, Jiang Lin remained motionless.

At this time, tens of thousands of ascetics on the mountain had opened their eyes and were looking at the figure on the Sumeru Wheel.

They are like the Four Saints of Shimen, with different lights in their eyes.

It has been many years since anyone has been able to reach this point.

Even the Four Saints of the Shi Sect only had to go through three calamities and four difficulties to reach the seventh level of the Divine Martial Realm!

The seventh difficulty, a thousand years ago, was something that only those at the Daowu realm could endure, and it was also the key to becoming a Buddha!

This is true not only for the Four Saints of the Shimen Sect, but also for the Sumeru Wheel.

The divine light was brilliant, and the spirituality hidden within it was staring at Jiang Lin.

The eighth difficulty has arrived, this stage is called six years of asceticism.

Earth, fire, water and wind all come out together, and one must practice asceticism for six full years on this nearly world-destroying journey, which means that the Sumeru Wheel must rotate a full two thousand one hundred and ninety times.

In a place like this, a peak Divine Martial Realm cultivator would be seriously injured after walking eight or ten laps, and only a few could make it through fifty laps.

The golden essence left the body and turned into the strongest armor in the world, blocking the invasion of earth, fire, water and wind.

The fire in it was constantly being devoured by the fire spirit and the long sword, and both of them continued to grow in the process.

When the Sumeru Wheel had rotated its thousandth time, the ascetics had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The first one to arrive is either close or has a higher level of cultivation.

They all climbed up the mountain and reached the top in a moment.

Looking at the figure walking freely in the earth, fire, water and wind, a look of reverence appeared on the numb faces of these ascetics.

There began to be fanaticism in their eyes.

Become a Buddha!

There is really hope of becoming a Buddha!
When the Sumeru Wheel had rotated 2,190 times, most of the ascetics in Sangzhou had arrived.

They are packed together like a group of ants.

There is enthusiasm and yearning on everyone's face.

Level 8, passed!

The Four Saints of Shimen looked at Jiang Lin's figure, the light on their bodies shining brightly and boundlessly.

They are excited too!

There is no such thing as destroying Buddhism!
This is their true Buddha!
Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Taizu of Daqian led a large army and killed so many people in the Buddhist country that the sun and moon lost their light.

They experienced such a disaster, but they never disappeared in the long river of history and still survived tenaciously.

Until now, even the Daqian court has been lenient towards them, allowing Sangzhou to remain in darkness year after year.

Until one day, there are no more people living here, only ascetics.

Then a new Buddhist kingdom will be born.

But now, there is no new Daowu realm in Daqian, but a true Buddha is about to appear among them.

The spirits of the divine weapon Sumeru Wheel were all wondering if their predictions were really wrong.

How could a person who could pass the eighth difficulty destroy Buddhism?

At this moment, Jiang Lin's whole body was filled with Buddha's light.

Every time he passed a difficulty, Buddha's light would enter his body, making him feel more and more as if he had truly become a disciple of Buddhism.

The radiance of Buddha nature continued to spread, almost covering the entire Sumeru Chakra.

Mount Sumeru was constantly shaking, and a large amount of the mountain collapsed and turned into countless pieces of rubble, but they did not fly away, but instead continued to gather.

The ascetics who were still rushing here looked up at the mountain range in the distance and saw rocks converging, just like them, the pilgrims, constantly merging into the main body of Mount Sumeru.

The place where the Four Saints of Shimen are located is where Mount Sumeru once stood. The others are just fallen rocks that were said to have been shattered by a palm strike by Emperor Taizu.

The Buddha's light in Jiang Lin's body continued to spread, repairing the broken rocks and protecting Mount Sumeru, making it higher and bigger.

The powerful clans in the states closest to Sangzhou also noticed the movement here.

Among them, the top masters above the sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm all walked out of their homes and looked at Sangzhou from afar.

To the north of Sangzhou is the Chu family of Hongzhou.

A sixth-grade Divine Martial Realm warrior looked at Sangzhou with a horrified expression.

He felt a chilling breath, as if something horrible was about to awaken.

"Something happened there!"

"How could there be such a terrifying aura in Sangzhou!"

Old Master Chu was suspended in mid-air, and as far as he could see, he seemed to vaguely see the mountains that were constantly converging.

He looked somewhat horrified: "Impossible! This is the breath of the real Buddha. Mount Xumi has been shattered, how can there still be a real Buddha!"

The people below were horrified. Someone couldn't help but jump into the air and asked, "There is Dao Wu in front and the True Buddha in the back. Is the world going to change drastically again?"

The old man looked gloomy and uncertain. He didn't know what had happened and didn't even have the courage to find out the truth.

He knew very well how much the ascetics in Sangzhou hated outsiders. If a true Buddha really appeared, he would be the first to be suppressed if he went there!

The old man looked a little unhappy, and said in a deep voice: "Tell people to be ready to leave at any time. If the situation gets bad, go to Kyoto City immediately!"

"Going to Kyoto?" The person next to him was surprised.

"If a true Buddha really appears, he must practice hard to leave Sangzhou. How can Hongzhou still be peaceful?" "But if he goes to Kyoto City..."

"We all know what Emperor Shun wants to do. Even if he succeeds, it is better than our own death!"

Hearing this, the Divine Martial Realm expert next to him couldn't help but sigh: "I'm afraid this is the only way."

He immediately landed and told everyone to be ready to flee Hongzhou at any time to avoid the hard training.

This is not only true for Hongzhou, but also for the powerful clans in several other states connected to Sangzhou.

No one wanted to confront Kuxiu head-on, especially when something so weird suddenly happened over there.

Whether it is Taoist martial arts or real Buddha, they are not able to resist. Even if they can, they have to use their internal strength.

For the powerful clans, using their heritage means they will lose their voice and will no longer be able to stand at the top.

So the best option is to leave.

The safest way is to use the power of the Daqian court to fight against Sangzhou's hard practice.

After all, Kuxiu’s real opponent has never been the powerful clans, but the imperial court of Emperor Taizu!

At this time in Mount Xumi in Sangzhou, the ninth difficulty has already arrived.

Countless Buddha lights illuminate this world, so bright and beautiful.

They were spreading out from Jiang Lin's body, but were also constantly peeling off his flesh and blood.

The ninth difficulty is to let go of the old body and become a Buddha right away.

What is hard to peel off is not just the flesh and blood, but also the thoughts, cultivation, and even the memories.

Only when you lose everything can you understand the true meaning of Buddhism.

Jiang Lin remained indifferent. He silently watched the Buddha's light slowly peeling away everything in his body.

The gold essence, the fire essence, the furnace method, the cultivation, and the heart of the Tao are all still.

He wanted to know what this Buddha light was going to do.

Everything that was stripped off fell to the ground, and the ground formed by the Sumeru Wheel kept wriggling like a living thing, trying to devour everything.

Jiang Lin's eyes flickered as he watched. After reaching the level of a divine weapon, it was like a living thing.

Or is it that this Sumeru Wheel is originally like this?
But it is not important. What is important is that the current situation is enough to show that the so-called letting go of the old body is not really letting go, it is just giving it to the Sumeru Wheel as nutrients.

"You were able to create a divine weapon, I wonder how many people you must have swallowed." Jiang Lin stared at the Sumeru Wheel, which was now as tall as a mountain, with a cold look in his eyes.

“Can the so-called Buddha, stripped of everything, still be a Buddha?”

"It's just a puppet!"

"Is the so-called ascetic practice really cultivation?"

"It's nothing but the walking dead!"

Jiang Lin's voice continued to spread, and even the ascetics who continued to climb up the mountain were stunned.

The Buddha's light was clearly bright, and after just one glance, he seemed to have understood something. But why were his words so strange, and full of resentment?

"Even if it's Cihang Pudu, it should save the world and save people!"

"You only think about becoming Buddhas, but have you ever seen the children starving to death in the city?"

"Life is already hard enough, and you want to make it even harder. What kind of logic is this?"

The Four Saints of Shimen raised their heads and looked at Jiang Lin, who was enveloped in the Buddha's light, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Just when Jiang Lin was almost stripped to his skeleton, with only his Tao heart, gold essence and fire essence remaining, his voice was as loud as thunder.

"Such a Buddha is comparable to a demon!"

"Emperor Taizu, you really did not kill him lightly!"

His heart of Tao was beating violently. Jiang Lin stretched out his hand and grabbed. All the flesh and blood that had been peeled off was instantly sucked back. Even the power of the Sumeru Wheel could not stop it.

He recovered as before and reached into his chest again.

The golden essence and fire essence continued to swim in his body, forcing all the Buddha's light together, and finally turned into a dazzling golden ball of light, which was caught by him.

Staring at the ball of light that was wriggling like a living thing, Jiang Lin sneered: "Is this the Buddha's light? It's just a man-eating maggot."

He could see that almost all the ascetics had gathered.

Mount Sumeru, shrouded in Buddha's light, is now countless times taller than before.

If he really becomes a Buddha, this shattered mountain will return to its original state.

But Jiang Lin didn't come here to become a Buddha.

He waved his hand and threw the Buddha's light to the ground, then stared at the countless ascetics around him with an extremely cold expression.

"You!" As soon as the voices of the Four Saints of Shimen came out, Jiang Lin bowed slightly with an extremely focused expression.

Then, he threw out with his right fist.

Boxing, in this world!

The power of [A Picturesque World], driven by all the cultivation, enveloped the entire Mount Sumeru in an instant.

Whether it is the Sumeru Wheel, the Four Saints of the Shimen Sect, or the ascetic practices, including the constantly gathering rocks, all fall into this painting.

The Four Saints of the Shimen Sect finally understood that Xumi Lun was right, he really came to destroy Buddhism!
The Sumeru Wheel continued to emit divine light, as if it was about to break through the constraints of this painting.

The Dao heart in Jiang Lin’s chest also bloomed with a brighter light.

How can divine weapons compare to the most steadfast heart of Tao!

In that painting, there was a desolate land with no human habitation.

This is a great place.

Jiang Lin was covered in blood. Countless ascetics were exerting their strength to break free from the restraints. Together with the magic weapon, the force was too great for him to withstand.

Without the support of the heart of Tao, it would be impossible to do it.

Forcibly controlling his own strength and stabilizing the scroll, Jiang Lin's voice was trembling, but with an indelible firmness!
"After today, there will no longer be a Buddhist country in Sangzhou!"

(End of this chapter)