The Infinite Uchiha.

Chapter 192 Buddhist Dispute
"In ancient times, there was a rumor that a great sect would rise in the Western Desert and show its potential on the road to becoming an immortal!"

An old ancestor king, whose whole body was shrouded in the aura of chaos, made a shocking statement. At that time, Buddhism had no chance of flourishing and its reputation was almost gone.

As a result, proverbs were spread.

You know, only fulfilled prophecies are qualified to be called proverbs!

Nowadays, a great religion has indeed emerged in the Western Desert, and it has been the only one in power for hundreds of thousands of years. But what about the path to becoming an immortal?

"As expected, Buddhism cannot be preserved. These bald donkeys are too terrifying. Whether it's their thoughts and calculations, or their various means..."

"Cooperate with the extreme forces of the human race to eradicate the demons in the Western Desert and restore peace and tranquility to this planet."

On this day, the great sage of the ancient clan, who had a very strong execution ability, led the coalition forces, set out from Chaos Lake and headed straight for the Western Desert. Among them were dozens of Holy Kings and countless saints, as well as many powerful reinforcements such as the ancient Jiang family, the ancient Ji family, and the Yaoguang Holy Land.

There is no doubt that this is the most terrifying army organized by the Burial Emperor Star except for the dark turmoil. Their aura shakes the universe and shocks the earth. They descended on the Western Desert together, and the domain gate kept flashing. Even the reincarnations were attracted and could not help but hide in the dark to observe.

Mount Sumeru.

A majestic name, it is the highest holy place in Buddhism. There are too many legends about it in the universe, and it has left endless mysteries in the world.

——Not only is it extremely famous in the Big Dipper star field, respected and feared by countless forces, it has also been passed down from generation to generation in other ancient star fields. It represents the foundation of Buddhism and is of great significance.

Now that the army has arrived and is facing Mount Sumeru and seeing its true appearance, the ancestral kings are shocked.

This Foshan is really too big. Towering high into the sky, majestic and vast, both its momentum and shape can pierce the sky. It spans ancient and modern times and is immortal.

Standing in front of it, even a great sage-level being would feel deeply insignificant, not to mention those powerful beings like the King of Zhan Dao and the Second Immortal who served as soldiers and won by numbers. They were like ants looking up at the starry sky, disproportionate and deeply aware of their own weakness.

"In ancient times... it seems that there was no such majestic mountain."

"It can't exist!"

"If it has existed since ancient times, how could we not have seen it? It must have been moved from the depths of the starry sky when Buddhism moved to the Western Desert."

Hearing the exclamations of many ancestral kings, a person from the Yaoguang Holy Land said in a hoarse voice:

"It is said that Mount Sumeru is eighty-four thousand yojanas high."

This old, hunchbacked saint with little blood on his body sighed to the sky. Even though he had been to the Western Desert when he was young and had looked at this place from afar, he still felt like an ant facing a towering tree.

"One yojana is about 13,000 meters..."

"Then it is definitely the best in the Big Dipper Star Region. There is no other ancient mountain more majestic than it. Even the Immortal Mountain is inferior to it in height."

In addition, Mount Xumi is only the main peak. There are several mountains around it that are equally majestic, with silver waterfalls falling and the sound of Zen chanting imprinted in the void, making the central Mount Xumi look even more magnificent.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the foot of the mountain, which is surrounded by a large lake. From a distance, it does not seem like anything, but when you get closer, it is extremely surprising, perfectly demonstrating what it means to contain Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed. The water area becomes vast, very much like a sea.

"The Seven Treasures Pond of Buddhism."

This coalition not only includes the Ancients, but also a considerable number of Humans, who are very knowledgeable and directly reveal their origins—

The Buddhist scriptures record that there is a Seven Treasures Pond in the Land of Ultimate Bliss, also known as the Eight Merits Pond. The water is crystal clear, so it is also named the Eight Flavors Water or the Eight Determination Water. It has eight special merits, namely:

Clear, cool, sweet, light, soft, moist, peaceful, eliminates hunger and thirst, and nourishes all the roots!
All Buddhist pilgrims long for it because drinking it has many wonderful benefits. It can keep away from filth, purify the body, purify the mind, grow and nourish the six senses, and keep away from illness and pain.

Similarly, if you want to ascend Mount Sumeru, you must first cross the sea and pass through these eight seas of merit.

An ugly ancestor king with a body like a hippopotamus and a head that resembled a human but was close to that of a pig shouted, "Watch me drink them all up. From now on, let's see how Buddhism demonstrates its nobility and rarity."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth wide, ready to take everything in. At the same time, he used a magic weapon to help his body absorb water.

However, during the whole process, the Eight Meritorious Seas burst out with infinite Buddha light and deafening Buddhist sounds, which easily blocked the innate magical powers of the Saint-level Ancestor King, and not a single drop of water was absorbed.

In fact, before coming here, everyone knew that Mount Xumi was difficult to attack, but no one expected that the waters at the foot of the mountain alone were so extraordinary, like a majestic pass stretching before their eyes.

Main mountain.

It stands in the center of the clear and transparent sea, majestic and huge, looming in the distance. With the holy eyes, one can see several quaint temples located in it.

As for the Great Leiyin Temple?

Of course you can't see it.

It is located on the top of a mountain, 84,000 yojanas above the ground. There are various obstacles along the way. Even if you have the divine eye/Dharma eye, you still cannot see it.

“The power of faith is outrageous.”

"Special power is flowing through the mountain. Even if there is no defensive formation, it will just stand there for us to attack. I'm afraid we may not be able to penetrate the Buddha's power."

The ancient sage from the royal family couldn't help but sigh.

"nice one."

"Brother Lu, do you have any means to help me absorb them?"

In the dark, the phantom clone of Tiandao stood in the crack of the void and peeked in, not hiding his desire at all.

In the world of Shattering Heaven, there are two places that helped him the most. One is in the Spiritual Mountain on Earth, but unfortunately it only helped him break through the boundary between the Great Sage and the Quasi-Emperor, and it could no longer be moved. The other is currently...

Mount Sumeru and its surroundings are glowing, with peaceful and pure mental power lingering around. Large patches of golden light are rising up. It is the purest power of faith, so strong that it cannot be dissolved.

It is no exaggeration to say that He has been completely deified. Every blade of grass and every tree in Him has Buddha nature. It is the result of the combined thoughts of Buddhist believers throughout the universe over hundreds of thousands of years, and can instantly create an ultimate fighting force.

Deep in the universe, many ancient lands of life have the teachings of Amitabha Buddha. Ever since he attained enlightenment, endless faith has been flowing day and night, across the galaxies, and all towards Mount Sumeru, unaffected by anything.

“When he was alive, he was a great emperor admired by everyone. No other great person has ever been able to prove his truth without killing anyone like him.

However, the road to becoming an immortal was opened, and he returned to the human world, regaining his peak combat power with faith, and forcing his way through the Western Desert with his Demon-Subduing Pestle and countless believers, eventually leaving a large area desolate. "

The main body went on the road, deep into the restricted area to win over the Supreme Lu Li's clone shook his head and sighed: "It's best not to try to get the Buddhist faith. You can't get it. You can't get it at all. The imprint is too deep. It's harder to deal with than the emperor's exclusive imperial weapon."

clang……

At this time, the sound of a loud bell came from an ancient temple on Mount Xumi, awakening the deaf.

"What a big deal! Is Mount Xumi warning us? They are not even willing to send out a single monk."

The Divine Silkworm Princess, who had been holding an irreconcilable grudge against the ancestor king of the Immortal Mountain, sneered. It seemed that she had a deep prejudice against Buddhism, and even the grudge against the former could not be resolved.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s no wonder.

Fighting Buddha was originally her husband, but he entered Buddhism and never looked back. There were many different opinions in the outside world. The most outrageous and terrifying one was that Fighting Buddha might have lost his true self, just like the son of the Heavenly Emperor. Even the Holy Ape Clan's Royal Weapon Immortal Iron Rod could not help him to be free. "Amitabha, why did you all come here to mobilize so many people?"

"The Buddhist Pure Land, a peaceful place, cannot tolerate this kind of swordplay."

An old monk appeared, standing at the foot of Mount Sumeru, chanting the Buddha's name.

In response, the murderous Princess of the Divine Silkworm sneered like a silver bell. She was an unrivaled beauty. She looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, with snow-white and delicate skin, an ethereal temperament, and long flowing purple hair.

On its shoulder, there was a small divine silkworm the size of a palm, which has now transformed into a snow-white little tiger with big, bright eyes and a naive look.

Except for a handful of people, no one knew that his true identity was the younger brother of the Divine Emperor, who was more noble than any ancient prince and had received gifts from the Divine Emperor.

"The Divine Silkworm Princess... is she going to take action herself?"

In secret, the Great Sage of the Ancient Clan who originally wanted to take action temporarily gave up the idea, while the Mountain Lords of the various royal clans who were at the peak of the Saint King realm were nervous.

A person's name is like the shadow of a tree. This proud princess is extremely beautiful and strong. She has fought all over the ancient times and had few rivals. She is a truly extraordinary woman.

"Get out of here, you stinky monk!"

With a shout, the sky collapsed.

Although she was a woman, her aura was astonishingly strong. She slapped the old monk in the face with her hand, which contained the Shinto power of the peak level of the Holy King, accompanied by lightning, thunder, and strong winds.

Rumble!
The palm condensed by divine light directly tore apart the heaven and earth, destroying all obstacles and shattering the void along the way.

The old monk remained expressionless, waved his sleeves, and the power of his boundless faith was summoned, easily blocking the plain attack of the Divine Silkworm Princess, and the divine light turned into powder with a pop.

Many saint-level ancestor kings changed color. The realm of the Divine Silkworm Princess was so deep that beings of the same level had to be treated with caution. If she wanted to treat it so lightly, she had to be at least a beginner-level great saint.

“What do you mean, benefactor? You are using violence in the Pure Land of Buddhism and want to slap me. This is a bit too much.” The old monk had a good temper and said with a kind look.

In response, the Princess of the Divine Silkworm revived her Immortal Clothes on the spot. She had just been stained with the aura of the Ten Transformation Divine Emperor and had evolved. Her power was stronger than that of ordinary ancient emperor weapons and extreme emperor weapons.

"You thief bald boy, you are just pretending to be so arrogant. Call the dead monkey out, or I will sweep across your Mount Xumi."

The goddess is arrogant.

"Oh, that's all."

"Since the affairs of the world are not yet settled, please ask the Fighting and Victory Buddha to come out and talk to you. I will leave on my own."

As he spoke, with a slight sound, the old monk's body shattered, turned into mist and merged into Mount Sumeru.

The strong men who came here to attack were stunned, and then some of them backed off. It was just an empty thought, a shadow generated by the power of Mount Xumi, not the real body of the ancient Buddha...

Mount Xumi is truly a den of dragons and tigers.

"Fighting Saint King? I really want to meet him and settle the grudges from the ancient times once and for all."

At this time, an old man appeared. He wore an imperial crown, his gray hair was loose, and he wore a moon-white battle robe embedded with fragments of divine gold to protect the vital parts of his body. Between his eyebrows there was a piece of black gold with a dragon pattern from the Immortal Guarding Platform, which turned into a black sun blocking there.

“Hey, even though my brother passed away long ago in the ancient times, the lineage of the Fighting Saint Ape has not fallen to the point where anyone can bully us!”

An old monkey with shining golden hair all over his body and an overwhelming aura appeared at the foot of the mountain. Standing there was none other than the Holy King of Fighting.

In the past, he was so powerful that he could swallow mountains and rivers. In a moment of anger, he could uproot dozens or even hundreds of tribes!

Anyone who dares to challenge him is almost tired of living.

Except for a few giants from the ancient times, anyone in front of him would have to coil up like a dragon or lie down like a tiger, and they would have to submit!
"The Fighting Saint King is the same as before, his demeanor has not changed, he is still so domineering!"

"It's like a dream. The Fighting Saint King was an invincible peak. Now that he has retired to Buddhism, he still looks the same. People still remember his unparalleled grace when he fought in the Eight Desolations!"

The original intention was to conquer Buddhism, but now with the appearance of Fighting Buddha, all races are shocked, all are shaken, no matter if it is the major royal families or the ancient royal families, all the clan leaders/mountain masters are extremely shocked.

This was the first time they saw the Holy King of Fighting in this world since the ancient upheavals.

"Time makes people grow old. The Saint King of the past was strong and vigorous. He looked down upon the world with his blood. But now he has become a little vicissitudes of life. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows have been engraved with the heavy marks of time."

"It was not until this moment that I could confirm that, although I had become a victorious Buddha, my character remained unchanged and I had never lost my true self!"

"See the Holy King!"

An ancestor king wearing a golden battle suit was extremely excited. He strode over and paid homage:

"When you dominated the world, I was... still a child."

"See the Holy King!"

This set off a prelude, and more than ten figures flew out, all of them were the ancestors of a clan, each with an expression of admiration and great excitement.

The Fighting Saint King has his own personal charm. He is fearless and has a strong character that is known to everyone. He once swept across the world by himself, fought fiercely across the eight wildernesses, and the whole world trembled.

"You all get up."

The old monkey who was in control of the situation with ease spoke. His golden hair was sparkling and shining. Just by standing here, people with different thoughts trembled.

At this moment, several ancient kings dared not breathe a single breath. This was an unparalleled power.

Originally, Kun Zhou, who had been attacking Mount Xumi and using the blood essence of all races, had seen the Quasi-Emperor realm. His gray hair was disheveled, and his lead-gray eyes became blazing. He spoke calmly:

"Let's put aside the Buddhist affairs for now and deal with the old things. My uncle lost to your brother, but I will take revenge completely. I will suppress you today and wipe out the shame. My clan is born to be better than your fighting clan!"

The style of painting changes.

Mainline objectives changed.

The Fighting Saint King radiated light all over his body, and his aura instantly became stronger. He said, "I am a member of the Fighting Clan, so why should I be afraid of a challenge!"

"You damn monkey, today is the day you die!"

Kun Zhou said coldly: "In the last years of the ancient times, you and others killed people in the world, set up rules and regulations, and caused chaos. Today, we will put an end to it all!"

"A battle outside the domain."

Beidou's attention was attracted.

In this situation, the real culprits - Zhunti from the Heavenly Path and Lu Ya from the Animal Path - went to the restricted area silently.

(End of this chapter)