Chapter 377: There is No More Buddha Country (Additional Update 22)
If you look down from a high altitude in Sangzhou, you can see countless ascetics pouring into the Sumeru Mountains like a torrent from all directions.
Some of them are fast, some are slow.
There are men and women, old and young.
The same thing is that they look resolute, as if they won't stop for anything.
While countless ascetics throughout Sangzhou rushed to the Sumeru Mountains, Jiang Lin had successively overcome the four difficulties of cutting his feet with strange trees, the fifth difficulty of killing disciples, the sixth difficulty of eating demon poison, and reached the seventh difficulty.
Peel the skin, pull out the bones, and blow the strong wind. The wind does not come from the outside world, but blows into the internal organs from the fontanelle, passes through the Dantian, and penetrates the nine orifices. The bones and flesh will disappear, and the body will self-relieve.
However, the spirit of gold and fire is in charge, blessed by the oven method, and has a firm heart. No matter how the wind blows, Jiang Lin will not move at all.
At this time, thousands of ascetics on the mountain have opened their eyes and looked at the figure above the Sumeru Wheel.
They are like the Four Saints of Shimen, with different brilliance in their eyes.
It’s been years since anyone has gotten this far.
Even the Four Saints of Shimen only experienced three calamities and four difficulties before reaching the seventh level of the Divine Martial Realm!
The seventh difficulty, a thousand years ago, could only be endured by the Daowu realm, and it was the key to becoming a Buddha!
Not only the four sages of Shimen, but also the Sumeru Wheel.
The divine light was brilliant, hiding the spirituality within it, watching Jiang Lin.
The eighth difficulty comes, which is called six years of penance.
The earth, fire, water and wind come out together, and you need to practice asceticism for six years on this journey of almost annihilation, which means that the Sumeru wheel has to rotate a full 2,190 times.
At the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, in a place like this, one would be seriously injured after walking eight or ten rounds, and very few could survive fifty rounds.
The golden spirit separated from the body and turned into the strongest armor in the world, blocking the invasion of earth, fire, water and wind.
The fire in it is constantly being swallowed by the fire spirit and the long knife, both of which continue to grow in the process.
When the Sumeru wheel turned one thousand times, the ascetics at the foot of the mountain had arrived.
The first ones to arrive are either close or have high cultivation level.
They climbed up the mountain one after another, and reached the top of the mountain in a short time.
Looking at the figure walking freely among the earth, fire, water and wind, the numb faces of these ascetics showed a bit of reverence.
There began to be fanaticism in their eyes.
Become a Buddha!
There is really hope to become a Buddha!
When the Sumeru Wheel had completed 2,190 turns, most of the ascetics in Sangzhou had arrived.
They were densely packed, like a swarm of ants.
Everyone's face is full of enthusiasm and yearning.
The eighth level, passed!
The Four Saints of Shimen looked at Jiang Lin's figure, the light on their bodies was bright and boundless.
They are excited too!
There is no such thing as destroying the Buddha!
This is their true Buddha!
Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Taizu of Daqian led a heavy army and killed everyone in the land of Buddhism.
They experienced such a disaster, but they never disappeared in the long river of history, and they still survived tenaciously.
Nowadays, even the Daqian court indulges them and allows Sangzhou to remain in darkness year after year.
Until one day, no one else lives here, only ascetics.
The new Buddhist kingdom will be born again.
Now, there is no new Taoist realm in Daqian, but a true Buddha is about to appear among them.
The spiritual power of the divine weapon Xumilun was wondering whether his prediction was really wrong.
How can a person who can pass the eighth difficulty destroy the Buddha?
At this time, Jiang Lin's whole body was covered with Buddha's light.
Every time he passed a difficulty, Buddha's light would enter his body, making him feel more and more like he had truly become a disciple of Buddhism.
The radiance of that Buddha nature continued to spread, almost covering the entire Sumeru Chakra.
The Sumeru Mountains were constantly shaking. A large number of mountains disintegrated and turned into countless rubbles. However, they did not fly away, but instead continued to gather.
The ascetics who were still rushing here looked up at the mountains in the distance and saw mountains and rocks gathering together, just like the pilgrims like them, they continued to merge into the main body of the Sumeru Mountains.
The place where the Four Saints of Shimen are located is where Mount Xumi used to be, and the others are just fallen rocks that are said to have been shattered by Emperor Taizu's palm.
The Buddha's light in Jiang Lin's body continued to spread, causing the broken rocks to begin to be repaired, guarding Mount Sumeru, making it higher and larger.
The powerful clans in the states closest to Sangzhou also noticed the movement here.
Among them, the top masters of the sixth level of Shenwu Realm and above all walked out of their homes and looked at Sangzhou in the distance.
To the north of Sangzhou, there is the Chu family in Hongzhou.
A sixth-level divine martial artist looked at Sangzhou with a horrified expression.
He felt a chilling aura, as if something terrifying was about to wake up.
"Something happened there!"
"How could there be such a terrifying atmosphere in Sangzhou!"
Mr. Chu's old man was hanging in the air, and as far as he could see, he seemed to vaguely see the mountains that were constantly gathering.
He looked a little horrified: "Impossible! This is the breath of the true Buddha. Mount Sumeru has been shattered, how can there be a true Buddha!"
The people below were horrified when they heard this. Some people couldn't help but jump into the air and asked: "With Taoism and martial arts in front, and true Buddha behind, is this world about to change again?"
The old man's expression was uncertain. He didn't know what happened, and he didn't even have the courage to explore the truth.
How much the ascetic in Sangzhou hates outsiders, he knows very well in his heart that if he really becomes a true Buddha, he will be the first to be suppressed if he goes there!
The old man looked a little ugly and said in a deep voice: "Tell people to be ready to leave at any time. If the situation goes bad, go to Kyoto City immediately!"
"Going to Kyoto City?" The people next to him looked shocked.
"If the true Buddha is really born, the ascetic practice must leave Sangzhou. Can Hongzhou still be peaceful?" "But if we go to Kyoto City..."
"We all know what Emperor Shun wants to do. Even if it becomes his problem, it is better than our own death!"
Hearing this, the divine martial artist next to him couldn't help but sigh: "I'm afraid this is the only way it can be."
He immediately fell down and ordered everyone to be ready to flee Hongzhou at any time to avoid the penance.
This is not only true for Hongzhou, but also for the powerful clans in other states connected to Sangzhou.
No one wanted to confront the Kuxiu, especially when such weird things suddenly appeared over there.
Regardless of whether they are Taoist martial arts or true Buddhas, they are not something they can resist. Even if they can, they must use their inner strength.
For the powerful clans, using their foundation means that they will lose their right to speak and will no longer be able to stand at the top.
So the best choice is to leave.
The safest way is to use the power of the Daqian court to fight against Sangzhou Kuxiu.
After all, the real opponent of the penance has never been the powerful clans, but the imperial court of Emperor Taizu's lineage!
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At this time, the ninth difficulty has come to Mount Xumi in Sangzhou.
Countless Buddha lights illuminate this world, extremely bright.
They spread out from Jiang Lin's body, but they were also constantly peeling off his flesh and blood.
The ninth difficulty is to put down the old skin and become a Buddha immediately.
What is difficult to peel off is not just flesh and blood, but also thoughts, cultivation, and even memory.
Only by losing everything can one understand the true meaning of Buddhism.
Jiang Lin was indifferent. He watched silently as the Buddha's light slowly stripped away everything from his body.
The essence of gold, the essence of fire, the oven method, the cultivation level, and the Taoist mind are all still.
He wanted to know what this Buddha's light was going to do.
Everything that was stripped off fell to the ground, and the ground formed by the Sumeru wheel kept crawling, like a living creature, trying to swallow it all.
Jiang Lin's eyes flickered. After reaching the divine weapon, he became like a living creature.
Or is this the Sumeru wheel?
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 skin does not mean letting it go, but just giving it to the Sumeru Chakra as nourishment.
"You can become a magic weapon, but you have swallowed up many people." Jiang Lin stared at the Sumeru wheel, which was as tall as a mountain at this moment, with cold eyes.
"Can the so-called Buddha still be a Buddha if everything is stripped away?"
"It's just a puppet!"
"Is the so-called ascetic practice really practicing?"
"It's just the walking dead!"
Jiang Lin's voice kept coming out, and even the ascetics climbing down the mountain were stunned when they heard it.
It was clear that the Buddha's light was so great that after just one glance, he felt like he had some enlightenment, but why were his words so strange and filled with resentment.
"Even Cihang Pudu should help the world and save people!"
"You only think about becoming a Buddha, but have you ever seen a child starving to death in the city!"
"Obviously life is already hard enough, but you still want to make people's lives even harder. What kind of logic is this!"
The Four Saints of Shimen raised their heads and looked at Jiang Lin shrouded in Buddha's light, and suddenly felt uneasy.
Just when Jiang Lin was almost stripped to a skeleton, with only the Dao Heart, the Golden Spirit, and the Fire Spirit remaining, his voice was as loud as thunder.
"Such a Buddha is comparable to a demon!"
"Emperor Taizu, the killing was indeed too light!"
Dao's heart beat violently, Jiang Lin reached out and grabbed it, and all the stripped flesh and blood was instantly sucked back. Even the divine power of the Sumeru Wheel could not stop it.
He recovered as before and reached into his chest again.
The golden and fire essences kept swimming in the body, forcing all the Buddha lights together, and finally turned into a bright golden light group, which he captured.
Staring at the light group that squirmed like a living creature, 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 already many times taller than before.
If he truly becomes a Buddha, this shattered giant mountain will be restored 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, and then stared at the countless ascetics around him with an extremely cold expression.
"You!" As soon as the voice of the Four Saints of Shimen came out, Jiang Lin bowed slightly and looked extremely focused.
Then, his right fist came out.
Boxing skills, in this world!
The power of [The Picturesque World], activated by all the cultivation levels, enveloped the entire Sumeru Mountain in an instant.
Regardless of the Sumeru Wheel, the Four Saints of Shimen, or the ascetic practices, including the constantly gathering mountains and rocks, they all fall into this picture.
The Four Saints of Shimen finally understood that Xumi Lun was right, he was really here to destroy the Buddha!
The Sumeru Chakra continues to bloom with divine light, seeming to break through the shackles of this painting.
The Taoist heart in Jiang Lin's chest also shined brighter.
How can a divine weapon be compared to the most determined Taoist heart!
In that scroll, there was a desolate land, completely deserted.
This is a great place.
Jiang Lin was covered in blood, and countless ascetics mobilized their strength to break free. Plus the magic weapon, it was a huge force that he could not bear.
If you don’t have the support of Taoist heart, you simply can’t do it.
Forcibly controlling his own strength and stabilizing the scroll, Jiang Lin's voice was trembling, but with indelible determination!
"After today, there will be no more Buddhist country in Sangzhou!"
(End of chapter)