Then, ignoring Zhou Yu's intentions completely, Buddha made his move again! This time, it wasn't a finger, but a whole hand!
With his palm outstretched, his five fingers transformed into a curtain that blotted out the entire world the moment they appeared! At least, that's how it appeared in Zhou Yu's eyes!
Each of his five fingers exuded a different aura. These were the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, flowing endlessly and intertwining to create a portion of chaotic energy that enveloped Zhou Yu.
If this block goes in, Zhou Yu's fate will probably be no better than Sun Wukong's. He'll either be suppressed for ten thousand years or converted into a Buddhist protector!
"Your act of bathing in the sun in the East Sea is a meritorious act for heaven and earth, but it has also harmed many sentient beings. After all, whether they are demons, humans, or even flowers and plants, they are all sentient beings in this world!"
"Therefore, for the sake of you, and for the sake of all living beings in heaven and earth, why don't you come with me back to the Great Thunderclap Temple in the West, to study the wonderful Dharma together, comprehend Buddhist principles, and attain the position of Tathagata? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu didn't reply at all and immediately began to flee. After all, with his current strength at the early stage of the sixth rank, there was no way he could defeat Tathagata, even if it was just a palm here!
"Tsk tsk, is it about to be suppressed?"
"No, no, it should be that they have been converted!"
"Will Buddhism then have another Buddha in its ranks? And will our Taoist sect remain indifferent?"
"Hey, who knows what the higher-ups are thinking? There's a saying among ordinary people: 'Emperors are all tyrants, and their ministers are all treacherous officials.' I think we're pretty much the same!"
There's no escaping!
We can't win!
Upon entering the Celestial Immortal realm, Zhou Yu faced the strength of a peak Celestial Immortal, which made him much more low-key. He also secretly resolved to take revenge one day!
At the same time, he directly took out a precious sword. The scabbard of this sword was adorned with colorful gems, and the blade itself was fiery red.
Zhou Yu bowed to the sword.
"We beseech the King of Han to take action and vanquish the demons!"
With a hiss, the sword left its sheath, transforming into a fiery red streak of light that passed through the Buddha's palm.
Accompanied by a violent collision, sparks flew from his palm, but not a single drop of blood appeared!
"Hiss, what a powerful golden body! This sixteen-foot golden body of the Tathagata is truly domineering and unreasonable!"
"What is the origin of this precious sword? It actually broke through the Buddha's palm strike with a single stroke. When did such a master appear in this world?"
"Two seal characters are engraved on the sword, named Chixiao!"
"The Crimson Sky Sword? It looks familiar. Oh, it seems to belong to Xu Xian, the King of Han. Zhou Yu has also repeatedly claimed to be one of the King of Han's men. Could it all be true?"
"hiss……"
Inside the Great Thunderclap Temple, after withdrawing his palm, Tathagata smiled as he felt the places where he had collided with it.
"Interesting, interesting, truly interesting. No wonder they're targeting Guanyin so much this time; it turns out there's a connection between them—Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen..."
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Chapter 49: Transform Buddhist temples into palaces and monasteries, Shakyamuni into Heavenly Venerables, Bodhisattvas into Great Beings, and Arhats into Venerable Ones…
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No one expected things to turn out this way! After a brief silence, the gods began to discuss the matter even more intensely.
"This, this Prince Xu Xian of Han is far too powerful, isn't he? How old is he? He's only been cultivating for a few years, yet he's already this strong?"
"I remember Xu Xian was the protagonist of that love story between a human and a demon, right? He was just a mortal. No, even if he awakened his past life memories and regained his past life's power, he was still just an Earth Immortal. Even if he made some breakthroughs, he would at most be similar to Guanyin. How could he possibly reach his current level all at once?"
"Yes, look at Emperor Donghua. In his previous life, he was Mu Gong, the head of all male immortals. But what about after his reincarnation? Although he is still Emperor Donghua, he is just the head of the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave!"
"Yes, generally speaking, it's rare for someone to surpass their previous innate cultivation level after reincarnation! Even if they do, it wouldn't be this obvious. Why is that?"
"Let me calculate!"
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"Oh no, I've accidentally suffered a backlash from the heavenly secrets. That's right, such strength is beyond my ability to calculate!"
"We should investigate this thoroughly when the time comes. Perhaps it's related to his participation in the 'World Dragon Contest'?"
"With the world vying for supremacy, could it be that yet another Ji Xuanyuan is about to emerge?"
"Who knows? Anyway, even if that's true, it's a headache for the Heavenly Court!"
"Yeah yeah……"
Ignoring the discussions of the crowd, the Buddha, who sat quietly on the golden lotus platform with his ears reaching his shoulders, a large belly, and a peculiar hairstyle, began to move again.
"This palm technique was created by me inspired by the extraterrestrial demons. It is called the Tathagata Palm, and this move is called Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Ancestor!"
This palm strike was a test, a probe of Xu Xian's strength. At the same time, countless thoughts flashed through his mind as he carefully considered the source of Xu Xian's change.
As he spoke, his right hand traversed the boundless void, arriving once again atop Mount Luojia, and slashed down at the Crimson Sky Sword.
This time, the entire right arm appeared out of the void, and it was many times more powerful than the palm from before!
As soon as they appeared, the sound of thousands of Buddhas chanting sutras filled the air. Amidst these chants, three thousand Buddhas, tens of thousands of Bodhisattvas, hundreds of thousands or even millions of Arhats, and hundreds of millions of Buddhist disciples appeared one after another.
Upon seeing this, Xu Xian, who was in Hangzhou, subconsciously frowned.
"Hmph, as expected of those bald monks, not a single one of them is any good! They're all targets for revolution!"