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

Chapter 435 Blood Bodhi
Although a large amount of the Xuanchi divine sand was wasted, the road to Mount Xumi was unobstructed in a short period of time.

Although those Buddhists rushed over quickly, how could they easily fill up such a large gap, like a breach in a dam that was washed away by a flood?

Soon, Mount Sumeru came into view.

At such a close distance, unless you are blind, you can see the densely packed figures on the mountain.

The bodies among the rocks have numb expressions, like cattle and sheep hung on hooks on the street waiting to be eaten.

Perhaps a long time ago, they had tried to resist and struggle.

The ending is obvious.

At the foot of Mount Sumeru, there were patches of open space surrounded by fences.

Countless young children knelt on the ground, chanting scriptures and kowtowing to Mount Sumeru.

Jiang Lin chopped down dozens of Buddhists who were blocking the way in front of him with a knife, stretched out his hand to tear off the fence, and stepped in.

He grabbed a child and was about to speak, but saw that the child had a blank expression.

There was no curiosity or panic in his eyes.

It's said to be peaceful, but it's more like a zombie.

Jiang Lin only took a glance and understood.

These young children have probably been chanting scriptures and kneeling down since they were born.

This is how their lives grew up.

When they are big enough, they will be hung on Mount Sumeru as nutrients.

This is how it is for wave after wave of people, from the time they are born to the time they die.

Ma Ningyan also came nearby. She helped up a child of seven or eight years old, and when she saw the wooden expression on his face, she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Jiang Lin said in a deep voice: "They have lost themselves. They will either die on Mount Xumi or become Buddhists."

Ma Ningyan turned her head and looked at him in surprise.

Is this how those non-resistance Buddhists were born?
"From birth to death, all I do is chant sutras and kneel down to worship. I have never been exposed to anything else."

“But they are obviously human beings.”

Jiang Lin looked at Ma Ningyan and said, "But they themselves don't know."

Ma Ningyan fell silent. She glanced around Mount Xumi and saw more than a million children.

Among them were some women with equally dull expressions. They were not wearing a single piece of clothing and were feeding the babies naked.

Even though what flowed out was blood instead of milk, his expression did not change at all.

After feeding, he sat down.

In some places, Buddhists came forward and combined with them without any scruples.

The world's ethics and virtues are not here.

This is not the human world.

Even in hell, there has never been such desolation and despair.

Even if you only take one look at it, you will fall in love with it physically and mentally and will never forget it.

Rather than saying they are human beings, it would be better to say that they have become livestock raised on Mount Sumeru.

Treating people like animals, the murderous intent in Ma Ningyan's eyes was so strong that it almost turned into substance.

She looked up at the top of Mount Sumeru and could vaguely see a huge figure sitting there.

An infinite sense of oppression came from the top of the mountain.

A pair of cold and ruthless eyes, high up, overlooking the mountain.

Ma Ningyan could not see any mercy in those eyes.

She gripped the long knife tightly and suddenly flew to the mountain without saying a word.

After settling down, he was surrounded by people bleeding profusely.

Occasionally, a few people turned around to look at him, but their expressions were numb.

There was neither a desire to be rescued nor panic at the sight of strangers.

Everything in the world has nothing to do with them.

Ma Ningyan raised her knife and cut off the thorn in the flesh that pierced the commoner's stomach.

However, as soon as the commoner's body fell, the thorn in his flesh suddenly extended and stabbed at him again like a sharp sword.

Ma Ningyan raised her hand again and cut off the thorn in her flesh.

But just as the knife fell, a muffled sound was heard from the side.

Turning around, he saw a new thorn had appeared in the mountain, piercing through the man's body.

A gap opened up between the rocks, and the bodies of the people were quickly dragged into it and disappeared.

The crack closed again, like a ferocious beast swallowing the meat in its mouth.

Jiang Lin also flew over and saw this scene. He said, "The real weirdness is the Buddha's magic weapon Xumi Wheel. Unless it is destroyed, no one can be saved."

Ma Ningyan looked up at the huge figure on the top of the mountain and shouted in a deep voice: "God of War Realm Cultivator, follow me up the mountain! The rest of you, take the children and women away!"

Jiang Lin's heart moved. Ma Ningyan's words reminded him of the hard practice in later generations.

Those who have the same expressionless look, who do not care about the lives of others and who are only focused on worshipping the Buddha of the past, are probably the descendants of these children.

Then he said, "Those people have been brainwashed. Even if they are taken away, it may not be of any use."

"Grandpa Hong means that they will continue to be like this in the future?" Ma Ningyan asked.

Jiang Lin said: "It may not be as extreme as it is now, but..."

Ma Ningyan didn't look at him again, turned her head and said, "Then there is no need to say more, settle them down first, and one day they will be able to live like ordinary people."

"But……"

Ma Ningyan interrupted him directly, her voice carrying a hint of sadness.

"How can I use my knife to cut those children?"

Jiang Lin didn't say anything else, he turned around and looked.

A child grows from being hungry to being eleven or twelve years old.

In ordinary people's families, this is an age of innocence and naivety.

Not to mention that Ma Ningyan couldn't bring herself to do it, even Jiang Lin, who knew about his hard training in the future, felt the same way.

How do you kill a baby who is crying with hunger because of lack of milk?

They didn't understand anything and didn't even do anything.

This also applies to Buddhists.

All they knew was to block the way, chant, and then die.

Jiang Lin sighed. No matter how hard his heart was, he would eventually soften at this moment.

Jiang Lin could only say: "Even if the young children are left behind, but those Buddhists..."

"I know what to do." Ma Ningyan's teeth were grinding.

She stared at the top of the mountain, and around her gathered more than a hundred military officers of the Divine Martial Realm.

“Mountain climbing!”

At the command, hundreds of figures quickly climbed towards the top of the mountain.

Jiang Lin knew that this was the only way to deal with the matter, so he didn't say anything more.

"Forget it! Let's kill the Buddha first!"

Putting the long knife on his waist, Jiang Lin began to climb the mountain.

Mount Xumi, tens of thousands of meters high, towers into the clouds.

The higher you go, the more shocking the things you see along the way.

Some elderly Buddhists were also climbing the mountain.

They stepped on other people's bodies, trying to climb higher.

Not for the pilgrimage, just because they were dying.

Therefore, before you die, you must climb as high as possible and then dedicate your body to the Buddha.

Ma Ningyan didn't intend to pay attention to it, but she heard a clicking sound next to her ear.

She turned her head and saw Jiang Lin grabbing the head of an old Buddhist, breaking it without hesitation, and throwing it down the mountain.

“Grandpa Hong, you!”

Jiang Lin looked at her and said, "These people were going to die anyway. If we don't kill them, they will only become food for the Buddha, which is equivalent to our enemies."

"I left them with an intact body, which is decent."

Ma Ningyan didn't say anything. She knew in her heart that what Jiang Lin said and did was right.

These old Buddhists climb the mountain just to become nourishment for the Buddha.

Kill or not, they will all die in the end. Ma Ningyan gritted her teeth and said, "Then kill them!"

She is not a pretentious woman, nor will she lose her mind because of her inner kindness.

We can still distinguish what should be done and what should not be done.

Otherwise, how could he lead the troops to conquer four states and convince three million border troops?

The current emperor of Daqian is Gu An Ning, but everyone knows that this woman who serves as the commander-in-chief is the one who truly has the final say in Daqian.

Hundreds of military officers immediately dispersed. They did not need to deliberately capture and kill the elderly Buddhists who were climbing the mountain.

Instead, they would kill them whenever they encountered them during the climb.

As for the innocent people who were firmly bound in the rocks, they could have been killed as well, but they did not.

Because there are too many people. How long will it take to kill them all with just a hundred or so people?

The most important thing now is to destroy the Buddha and Sumeru Wheel.

They killed tens of thousands of elderly Buddhists along the way, and the top of the mountain was just around the corner.

The huge figure is clearly visible.

The Buddha's light makes the top of the mountain look like a holy place.

The Sumeru Wheel, as tall as a mountain, is uppermost and lowermost, and rotates slowly.

The Buddha is sitting on this magical weapon.

Compared to the four saints of the Shimen sect in later generations holding the Sumeru Wheel, there was no one on the top of the mountain at this time.

"It turns out that the magic weapon is causing trouble. No matter if they are Buddhists or ascetics, they are all just its puppets!" Jiang Lin thought to himself.

The Buddha's body is hundreds of feet tall and astonishingly large.

A finger is several meters thick and dozens of meters long.

The entire palm is a hundred meters wide.

Seeing Jiang Lin, Ma Ningyan and others climbing the mountain, the Buddha cast his ruthless eyes over to them.

The Buddha's light was like a sharp sword, a raging flame, and a biting cold wind, and it came with great force.

This attack was impenetrable, Ma Ningyan shouted loudly.

He swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy of dozens of feet was cut out, colliding with the Buddha's light.

Suddenly the weather changed and loud noises continued.

Ma Ningyan, who was at the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, could not help but groan during such a collision.

The Buddha hadn't even made a move yet, but she was already injured by the Buddha's light alone.

"Such a strong power, it has surpassed the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, but it is different from the Dao Martial Realm."

Ma Ningyan has seen masters in the Daowu realm. There are many such masters in the powerful clans.

First condense the heart of Tao, then condense the bones of Tao, and finally condense the body of Tao.

The concentration of Dao Heart requires comprehension, which has blocked countless people at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm.

But after passing this level, the Dao Bone becomes much simpler.

With the power of the Tao heart, transform mortal bones into jade bones, and finally achieve a Tao body.

Anyone who has condensed the Taoist bones will have skin as white as ice and bones as white as jade.

However, the Buddha in front of him was covered in golden light and his skin was like that of an ordinary person, without any sign of icy and graceful bones.

Only its power is much stronger than those who have concentrated their Tao heart.

As for how strong he could be compared to someone who had condensed several Dao Bones, Ma Ningyan couldn't judge.

After all, she only knew about it, but had never competed with a true Dao Wu realm master.

With only the ninth-grade cultivation in the Divine Martial Realm and weapons of the Saint Soldier grade, he cannot win.

Ma Ningyan subconsciously turned towards Jiang Lin. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to her childhood.

No matter what you cannot do, as long as you go to Grandpa Hong, he will definitely be able to help you solve it.

Jiang Lin saw through her thoughts at a glance and nodded slightly, with the Sun-Chasing Bow already in his hand.

The Xuanbing Shengbing arrow was placed on the string and then shot out.

The Xuanwu Holy Weapon Arrow is the hardest and has the ability to absorb light.

Buddha's light is also light.

But if there is light, there is no escape.

Perhaps it was impossible to completely destroy it, but the Buddha's light near the Xuanwu Holy Soldier Arrow quickly dimmed.

As a result, the arrow broke through the obstruction of Buddha's light almost instantly and hit the Buddha heavily.

thump—

With a sharp sound like the collision of metal, the Xuanwu Holy Weapon Arrow exploded.

There was a hole in the Buddha's clothes.

The clothes also moved continuously as if they were living things.

Under the crack, you can vaguely see bright red flesh, twisting constantly.

It was as if it was not flesh and blood, but countless bloody people climbing.

Everyone's expression changed slightly. How could the body of the Buddha hidden under his clothes be so terrifying?
This arrow allowed people to see the true face of the Buddha.

But it also made the giant move.

"Buddha also has anger."

The indifferent voice was deafening.

A palm as wide as a hundred meters came over like a small mountain.

The power contained therein is terrifying.

"Be careful!" Ma Ningyan shouted and quickly dodged.

The same was true for many military officers, except for one general of the second rank in the Divine Martial Realm, who was pinned down by a finger because he was a little slow.

Even if it was just a finger, it was still a force he could not bear.

The whole person was crushed into a pulp and died on the spot.

Ma Ningyan gritted her teeth and shouted, "Battle formation!"

Although the number of people in the battle formation of a hundred people is small, their quality is quite high.

There are six people who are above the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, and the others have the lowest cultivation level of the first level of the Divine Martial Realm.

With such a battle formation gathered together, all the strength was sent into Ma Ningyan's body.

In an instant, her entire aura changed.

She is surrounded by brilliant light and has an aura that cannot be underestimated, making her a goddess who has descended to the mortal world.

The long sword in his hand was filled with power, increasing a hundredfold.

Although he has not yet condensed his Dao heart and Dao bones, he possesses strength that surpasses the Divine Martial Realm. This is the special nature of the battle formation.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and met Jiang Lin's eyes.

Jiang Lin nodded slightly, pulled out another Xuanwu Holy Arrow and shot it towards the Buddha.

The Xuanwu Holy Weapon Arrow continuously devoured the surrounding Buddha light.

Although in the end it could only tear the Buddha's clothes but could not hurt the root.

But the Buddha's light that was swallowed up left a path.

The huge knife shadow in Ma Ningyan's hand, accompanied by a loud shout, slashed towards the Buddha along the gap in the path.

A sword energy nearly two hundred feet long, carrying the power to destroy the world.

The Buddha's palm pushed out, and the moment it collided with the sword energy, a deafening roar broke out.

The entire space seemed to be torn apart by this force, with dust flying and debris scattering everywhere.

The Buddha's body, along with the Sumeru Wheel under his seat, shook slightly.

There was a cut on the palm of his hand, revealing bright red flesh.

His cold eyes had never changed, and he only said: "If you can harm the body of Blood Bodhi, you can convert and become the guardian king."

This is not a question, nor a command, but more like something that is said casually and taken for granted.

If you can harm the body of the Buddha, you should become the guardian king.

Ma Ningyan immediately shouted coldly: "I will consider it after I chop you into pieces!"

Another Xuanwu Holy Arrow was shot out as he spoke.

A large amount of Buddha's light was swallowed up, and then the Xuanwu Holy Soldier Arrow exploded, revealing more of the Buddha's bloody body.

Ma Ningyan took the opportunity to swing out the second sword, and the shocking sword energy arrived in an instant!

(End of this chapter)