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Buddha statues are reborn, rejuvenated...

If these two points are confirmed, it proves that the legendary Buddhism truly exists and far surpasses people's imagination. The temptation of immortality is simply too great for living beings!

Even if the Li Dynasty tries its best to prohibit it, Buddhism will never die in the Central Plains. In fact, people will compete to support it, and the higher the position, the more enthusiastically people will support it! They just hope that miracle will befall them!

The Sea Dragon King is a perfect example. He was a powerful elder whose official rank and title were beyond any advancement in the Li Dynasty, yet he was willing to betray the Li Dynasty for the possibility of breaking through the limits, openly confronting the Brocade Army and the Ten Thousand Generals!

...Although Chang Xiao never intended to keep his promise.

"Gentlemen, don't overthink it."

Seeing the unrest among the crowd, Zhou Bensi immediately spoke up to quell it, his voice inevitably carrying a threatening tone: if this matter is confirmed, the rise of Buddhism will be difficult to stop... how should the Li Dynasty, which rose to power through military force, conduct itself?

"We have no way of verifying that this woman is the Buddha statue. Rejuvenation goes against the laws of nature. What if the thieves hid her inside the stone, waiting for the external poison to detonate and release her naturally, thus misleading us?"

"Moreover, that previous poison was extremely potent, and only a master could cure it. The thief would inevitably have also turned into pus and perished... Since the Buddha possesses the power to defy Heaven, why doesn't he save his followers who are desperately protecting him?"

These words... made some sense. The restless thoughts of the crowd were gradually suppressed, and they began to reflect on the impact of the rise of Buddhism on their own power.

But Changxiao has already achieved his desired effect. It's unrealistic to expect to reach the top in one step, but as long as the seeds of doubt are planted in the hearts of people all over the world, the Buddhist thought and tradition will surely not perish...

But some people deliberately helped him grow the seedlings too quickly.

"Crackling sound..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Jin emerged from under the Buddha altar, covered in black mud. After the chess piece absorbed him into the inner space, he drifted into the black soil and rolled into the bottom of the wooden platform.

So Fang Jin couldn't hear or see, and could only use the dim light of day to judge that the poison in the surrounding soil had evaporated completely before crawling out again... only to be startled by the many gazes around him.

"Wow, there are still so many alive..."

"General Fang..."

"Brother Fang!"

Tang Zhan was about to step forward, but Zhou Bensi was faster, even using the word "brother," as he warmly grabbed Fang Jin's hand and asked urgently,

"Your father entrusted me with your care, it's so good that you're alright! What happened here? How did such a commotion arise? Where are the generals of the Jinxiu Army?"

...He overacted a bit. Without even looking at the strange expressions of the people around him, Fang Jin could see through his hypocrisy and eagerness. He even winked and made suggestive gestures to the elders behind his back.

Fang Jin pretended not to understand, nor did he need to. As the only survivor of the Brocade Army after the destruction of Buddhism, and merely a centurion, his fate was already largely sealed. He then revealed everything clearly.

Of course, he concealed his own role, making Zhou Chufeng and her hidden scheme the main characters, and finally Chang Xiao's betrayal, which triggered the regeneration of the poison circle and the Buddha statue itself.

but……

The sole survivor testifies to the truth and miraculous nature of Buddhism.

"..."

Everyone's expression was incredibly complex, and some even instinctively moved silently toward the pure girl on the altar, as if they wanted to take away the only existing miracle in the world.

This is the remains of a true Bodhisattva. Is it possible to obtain the wonderful methods of Buddhist practice by studying her? Furthermore, is there still residual vitality within her body, which could recreate the miracle of rejuvenation in someone else?

But without a doubt... the world is about to change. Perhaps martial arts will not be replaced by gods and Buddhas in the short term, but knowing that there are gods in the heavens and not knowing that there are gods are two different concepts. The martial arts world will inevitably see a surge in the search for immortals and gods.

The foundation of respecting and valuing martial arts has been shaken, and the supernatural forces that the Li Dynasty has been trying to suppress have become a reality. Their brutal rule over the martial arts world and the common people will attract countless people and countless shocks.

The knight-errant used martial arts to disrupt the law... Now it's just that the word "martial arts" has been changed to "Buddha".

"If we do not want to repeat the mistakes of the previous dynasty, and do not want the Zhou imperial descendants to be skinned alive by this group of people in the future... we have no choice but to seize this power first."

Zhou Bensi couldn't help but roar, and at the same time, he suddenly raised the silver scale sword and chopped down a wrist that was reaching for the girl. The spurting blood immediately stained a large area of ​​the snow-white skin.

"Sizzle—"

The sweet, fishy smell in the air immediately made everyone present look serious, and some even assumed a stance to confront Zhou Bensi. Who would be willing to back down at such a critical juncture?

This girl is not only proof of the existence of Buddhism, but also the most likely shortcut to the realm of mythology. Whoever obtains her is the first to step into... or even monopolize the power of gods and Buddhas.

Who knows... he might become the next Emperor Gaozu of the Li Dynasty.

"Everything in this nunnery is a matter for my Zhou family. The wine and food have been served, and the show is coming to an end. It would be best if you all left soon."

Zhou Bensi unfastened his white robe and spread it over the girl, then lifted her up in his arms. With his right hand raised the silver-scaled sword, he coldly shouted at the restless crowd in front of the stage.

"The Buddha statue was also captured by the Jinxiu Army of my Li Dynasty. Young Master Fang and the centurion of the army have even risked their lives to protect this Buddhist nun until now... Do you all dare to deny it?!"

These words were a threat, using the life-saving grace from earlier as leverage. Although the prince was not the one who actually saved the person, and he was merely using his subordinates' merits as a shield... no one dared to say a word against it.

Even though the people present were the most noble group of princes and nobles on that grassy slope, they came from all over the country. The only one with a Grandmaster of the Jiazi sect standing behind him, just like the Zhou family, was Master Tang Zhan of the Ronghuo Dao.

But he had just made a solemn oath and even knelt down to prove his sincerity. Now that Zhou Bensi was bringing up Fang Jin and his father, the latter was speechless, as if he had swallowed a fly, and couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

"snort."

Zhou Bensi glanced at the crowd, then sneered disdainfully. Surrounded by his two younger brothers and several military officers, he swaggered out, inwardly relieved that this ordeal was finally over...

"Excuse me, everyone... how did you all survive? You just mentioned the head of the Fang family, is that my (never met) father?"

Fang Jin suddenly spoke up. Looking at the stiff and strange atmosphere in front of the Buddha altar, he vaguely guessed what had happened on the grassy slope, so his voice gradually turned cold.

"...Where is he now?"

Li Chao and the others paused, their white robes gradually turning deep red with the blood from the severed hand. Zhou Bensi's brows bulged uncontrollably, and he turned his head slightly, giving Fang Jin a sinister and malicious look.

Then he walked out of the temple without looking back.