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Chapter 176: Buddhism Knows How to Take Advantage of the Trend
"After this seal, my journey to the West will come to an end!"

Above an oasis, Nangong Zheng took out an ancient seal from his chest. The ancient seal sensed something and turned into a ray of fairy light, flying into the air.

Then it fell heavily to the ground, the ground cracked and shook in all directions. In the violent earthquake, a stone tablet slowly rose from the cracked ravine.

Duan De and the Holy Prince walked forward together and circled around the stone tablet.

There were special patterns engraved on the stone tablet. Duan De stared at the patterns, his eyes following them in circles, and he fell into a trance for a while.

It was not until the Holy Prince shook him awake that Duan De woke up from his trance. He said with lingering fear, "The Samsara Seal is truly extraordinary!"

The Holy Prince pushed the fat man and said with a grin, "Master Duan, you've been obsessed with the Samsara Seal all this time. You get more and more lost in it every time you look at it. This is the last time. What have you gained?"

"Of course there is, but I just won't tell you." Duan De raised his head smugly, looking like he deserved a beating.

"Tch, I don't want to know yet."

The Holy Prince snorted, took out the Immortal Linglong from his bosom, and boasted to Duan De, "Now I only need Master Nangong's Samsara Seal and my second uncle's Black Gold Immortal Treasure Stick, and I'll have all six."

"Then I will be able to resurrect my father. I have a father, what do you have?"

The words of the Holy Prince were so flattering that Duan De's smug expression immediately faded, and the Heaven-Covering Ghost Immortal Technique he had learned from the Reincarnation Stele was no longer effective.

The Holy Prince is right. The Six Roots can resurrect the Fighting Holy Emperor and reunite him with his family.

And he can only become an immortal alone, without friends or relatives, like a lonely ghost, wandering on the land of the Big Dipper.

"You're right. I've been alone since I opened my eyes. My mind is empty and I don't remember anything."

"I have no friends, no family, and only a copy of the Heavenly Tribulation Art. I don't even know who my master is."

Duan De's face darkened. He lowered his head and said, "Perhaps this is my fate."

The Holy Prince realized that he had said the wrong thing. He patted Duan De on the shoulder and said, "Fatty, who said you have no friends? Am I not your friend?"

"And Master Nangong, the three of us are good brothers!"

Duan De raised his head when he heard this, tears flashing in his eyes: "Really?"

"Really!" The Holy Prince answered sincerely.

After receiving the Holy Prince's answer, Duan De excitedly shook his hand: "Good brother!"

"You are right, you are my good brother. But..." Duan De suddenly let go of his hand, and broke free like a nimble earthworm, pulling away from the Holy Prince.

The Holy Prince was confused and looked at Duan De, only to see Duan De waving at him, raising the Xian Linglong in his hand and grinning, "Hehe, your father is gone!"

"When?"

The Holy Prince was stunned, his consciousness sinking into a sea of suffering. He didn't expect that this guy was so cunning and took away his Xian Linglong while he was not paying attention.

"Fatty, give me back my dad, no, give me back Xian Linglong!"

The Holy Prince immediately caught up with Duan De, and the two wrestled with each other, neither giving in.

Nangong Zheng saw this scene, shook his head, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Alas, these two are still so fond of playing around!"

Ten years ago, he had the good fortune to meet the Supreme Being who was riding a crocodile south in the Eastern Wilderness and received the other party's guidance. As long as he traveled westward and immersed himself in nature, he would naturally be able to break through to the realm of the King of Slashing.

Now, after all his insights, his state of mind has become perfect, enough to become the king.

"Alright, both of you, stop messing around." Nangong Zheng stopped them and said, "Let's help the Holy Prince get the last one first, and then go report to the Supreme Being."

The Holy Prince and Duan De let go of each other and smiled.

"Are we going to Mount Xumi?" Duan De blinked his eyes. The master of Mount Xumi was the uncle of the Holy Prince, so it was just right for him to follow the Holy Prince to Mount Xumi to check out the place.

He had never touched the graves in the Western Desert, so since he was here, he naturally wanted to consecrate the grave of the ancient Buddha of the Western Desert.

He gazed into the distance, and saw a lush green oasis in the western desert. From afar, there were many pagodas and temples around.

This is the base camp of Buddhism. The entire Western Desert is a Buddhist land, and the soil is infected with the power of faith in Amitabha Buddha.

"Okay, let's go up Mount Xumi!"

The Holy Prince placed Xian Linglong into the Sea of Bitterness. There was a piece of stone in the Sea of Bitterness, and the Divine Silkworm Princess was sleeping inside it.

And the Princess of the Divine Silkworm was his second uncle's fiancée.

He went to Mount Xumi not only to take away the last Black Gold Immortal Stick, but also to send a wife to his second uncle.

Mount Xumi, this towering mountain rises high into the clouds, majestic and vast, surrounded by golden clouds and mist, reflecting colorful auspicious light, illuminating the land of the Western Desert.

"It's worthy of being a Buddhist holy place that can monopolize the Western Desert."

Duan De felt the auspicious light falling on him and couldn't help but speak.

"The monks of the Western Desert practice the Dharma of Amitabha Buddha, which is extremely extraordinary."

Nangong was feeling the auspicious light, which was a kind of power of faith. It was said that the Western Desert was originally a barren desert, and it was Amitabha Buddha who used the power of faith to spread it on the land of the Western Desert, causing the desert to completely transform into a golden land.

This made them feel a little wary. It was rumored that Buddhism was best at using the power of faith to convert people and brainwash them into its followers. Several people looked at each other and became wary.

At this time, several golden arhats appeared and exchanged information. They realized that this holy prince was the nephew of the Buddha of Mount Sumeru. They respectfully invited him into the front hall first, and then entered the treasure hall on Mount Sumeru to inform him.

When the golden-bodied arhat went to the palace, he met an ancient Buddha, who was the Moka Buddha.

When the Great Ancient Buddha Moka saw the Golden Arhat about to report something, he stopped him and greeted him. The Golden Arhat immediately replied, "It's the Holy Prince who wants to go up the mountain. We want to report to the Fighting and Victory Buddha."

"The Holy Prince?" The ancient Moka Buddha snorted coldly. He naturally knew that the Holy Prince was the nephew of the Fighting Buddha.

There are only two or three monkeys left in the lineage of the Fighting Saint Monkey.

"Did he bring anyone with him?"

The ancient Moka Buddha looked at the golden-bodied Arhat, and the golden-bodied Arhat shook his head.

"Hmph, I'm afraid he can't make it out there anymore, so he came to our Xumi Mountain to beg for money!"

The ancient Buddha Moka snorted coldly. He had seen too many poor relatives trying to get rich.

This kind of poor relative must be sent away quickly. If he is allowed to enjoy the benefits, won’t he become as dependent on Mount Sumeru?
"However, he brought two people with him, and they seemed to be Nangong Zheng!"

The ancient Moka Buddha was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with joy: "Who? Nangong Zheng!"

"Good, good, good!" The ancient Buddha was immediately delighted and asked the golden-bodied Arhat to report it. Then he also entered the main hall.

"Fighting Buddha, this is a great joyous event!"

The ancient Moka Buddha showed a look of joy, and he spoke to the Fighting and Victory Buddha on the lotus platform.

"Nangong Zheng, who came from the Eastern Wasteland to the Western Desert to train, has arrived! Ten years ago, Nangong Zheng wanted to train himself. He wanted to walk from the Eastern Wasteland to the Western Desert to train his Dao heart and comprehend the true meaning of the Dao of Slaying."

"This incident has caused a sensation in the cultivation world. As long as we convert Nangong Zheng, we can turn this into a case of a devout believer worshipping Buddha and seeking scriptures. This will expand the influence of our Buddhist sect!"

(End of this chapter)