The beginning of the game "The King of Heroes"

Chapter 327: Faith in the Dharmakaya, Reentering Yaochi, and Commanding the World
Qin Tian's mind returned to the present world, and the eternal light dimmed again, and his double pupils became plain and simple...

"We meet again?" Qin Tian held his chin up and recalled the scenery and the "fairy" he saw.

"The Immortal Monk King knows the name of the Starry Samsara Buddha?!" Qin Tian exhaled a breath of turbid air and said thoughtfully: "It seems... I will go to the Immortal Ancient Era in the future!"

Having had the past experience at Xianhuo Temple, he was mentally prepared for the possibility of going back to the past.

After all, Zhatian is here, and if you don’t go to Wanmei to play with little Haohao and feed the baby with animal milk, then it would be a wasted trip!

.........

Inside the Golden Palace of Mount Xumi, Qin Tian sat alone on a lotus platform, his hands moving non-stop, flipping through the classics left behind by the great Buddha Amitabha.

These books are all related to the study of the power of faith. After turning these materials into foundation, I can say it bluntly.

Today, Qin Tian's research and understanding of the power of faith has caught up with Amitabha the Great.

Qin Tian closed the last book with a solemn expression.

Qin Tian closed his eyes, reflected his heart with his heart, and sensed the faith. Countless points of light spread across the sea of ​​​​his heart, vast and endless.

He saw that in the hearts of trillions of believers, there was an "I" sitting upright. It was the "I" that lived in the hearts of all living beings, the "I" that all living beings believed in, and the "Saint Buddha of Reincarnation" in their hearts.

Qin Tian waved his hand and mobilized some of the power of faith from the hearts of countless believers. The dazzling spots of light gathered into a Dharma body, which was ten thousand feet high and emitted a colorful halo.

He decided to condense a Buddhist avatar and sit in Mount Xumi. After all, the ancient starry sky road was about to open, and he couldn't stay here for long.

"open!"

At the command of the Lord of Mount Xumi, the second-generation leader of Buddhism, the power of faith of the entire Mount Xumi was mobilized, and the faith accumulated over more than 200,000 years was all controlled by Qin Tian.

Using Qin Tian's own beliefs as the skeleton, filling it with the power of Buddhist beliefs, turning it into flesh and blood, and outlining the mysterious Buddhist runes.

If anyone else mobilized the power of faith on such a scale, they would have been banned long ago.

Even the great saints who once ruled Mount Sumeru cannot do this, because there is a Dharmakāya of the Great Emperor Amitabha above their heads, controlling the operation of the Buddhist faith and preventing them from borrowing the power of faith that they cannot repay.

But Qin Tian was different. He approved the notes and stamped them himself. No matter how powerful the power of faith was, it was as if the Dharmakaya of Amitabha Buddha was invisible.

After all, with the big project of reincarnation here to take charge, there is no need to worry about not being able to repay the power of faith that is owed.

The initial expenditure should be considered as an investment.

Mount Sumeru shook, and the entire mountain was flowing with dazzling light of faith, like an ocean, which was all poured into the golden lotus.

Infinite compassion, infinite supernatural powers!
Golden flowers are blooming, stained with dark yellow, and colorful clouds are blooming in the sky. A six-foot-tall golden body is condensed in the ocean of faith, majestic and powerful, entangled with the runes of the heavens. The Buddha's light lights up from behind its head, illuminating the three thousand worlds, penetrating all time and space of the ten directions and three periods of time, and can contain Mount Sumeru. When enlightened, it transcends the ten realms and three vehicles, and condenses the three lives and six paths.

The sacred and vast Buddha's light turned, taking on a dark and gloomy color, like chaos, flowing with the principle of reincarnation.

After this sacred reincarnation Buddha constructed the Dharma image, he waved his hand and the remaining power of faith was dispersed and transformed into countless golden rains of light, covering the entire Western Desert and even the outer universe.

Falling on every Holy Buddha believer.

Every believer felt clear-minded, comfortable, energetic, and long-lived, and chanted together: "Praise to the Holy Buddha of Samsara!"

Suddenly, there was a pure power of faith that fed back to the faith body that had just been condensed.

A trace of the aura of a great saint permeated the entire Mount Sumeru. This was clearly a Dharma body of faith at the level of a great saint.

Gaining and giving up, and mutual accomplishment are the path of Amitabha Buddha. All living beings believe in Buddha, and Buddha nourishes and repays all living beings with the power of faith that they cannot obtain on their own. This is a kind of balance.

Believe first and repay later, only in this way can you obtain pure faith and power.

Nowadays, some monks on Mount Xumi have forgotten this rule. They only know how to deprive and graze all living beings, absorbing the power of faith, but do not know how to give back.

Gradually, he was troubled by the distracting thoughts of all living beings and was unable to break through the realm.

The more one is unable to break through the realm, the more one wants to absorb the massive power of faith, and the more distracting thoughts become, eventually forming a vicious cycle.

Qin Tian's way of collecting the power of faith is another one. He first gives all living beings opportunities and then makes them believe in him.

Now, Qin Tian’s power of faith has almost caught up with the spiritual power stored in the Yunmeng Realm.

That is the power of faith gained from people's daily chanting. This power of faith becomes more and more solid after thousands of years, when generations of people have replaced each other and the Yunmeng Realm has been completely integrated into the lives of all living beings, just like eating and drinking.

Qin Tian will transcend the religious tradition and become the rules, the rules for people's lives.

Although the faith and power obtained in this way is weak, it is pure.

By then, he will surpass Amitābha Buddha.

.........

The sacred place of Yao Chi is still magnificent and beautiful, with towering holy mountains and ethereal peaks. It is like walking into the fairyland, making people lost and intoxicated.

Divine springs flow from the rocks, spiritual grass grows on the cliffs, and auspicious animals lurk in the mountains. It has both fairy spirit and wonderful scenery, and is magnificent and colorful.

After Qin Tian condensed his faith body, he came here and the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi came to greet him in person.

I haven't seen her for many years, but she is still as beautiful as ever. Her snow-white dress flutters, outlining her graceful figure. She looks like a goddess from the sky who has descended to the earth, untainted by the dust and unconcerned with worldly matters.

"long time no see!"

"long time no see!"

The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of nostalgia.

Not far away, a figure in purple was looking from afar. She had a slender figure, a slim waist, and dancing hair. She was shrouded in purple air. Her stunning face was hazy, and there was a glow between her brows, and through the purple mist, a purple cloud bloomed. It was a Taoist seal.

She is one with all the Taos and has tremendous magical powers, as if she is one with the entire Yaochi. She has awakened a certain Taoist charm and merged into nature and the self.

Seeing Qin Tian coming to Yaochi, she also came out of seclusion, staring at Qin Tian with her beautiful eyes, containing an indescribable emotion.

Qin Tian smiled and greeted his leeks, showing quite enthusiasm: "Fairy Zixia, long time no see!"

Compared with Yaoguang and the Emperor Tian, ​​Zixia was undoubtedly the person who helped him the most. She contributed the original rules of the Dao Fetus to him, allowing him to evolve the Dao Fetus Holy Body and establish his strong position from the beginning.

Although he no longer needs the embellishment of the acquired holy body and Taoist fetus, he has never forgotten the kindness he received in the past.

Although Fairy Zixia doesn’t know about it.

As soon as Qin Tian stepped into the Yaochi, a strange stone with nine orifices and eight holes jumped out, spitting out streams of essence and shining brightly. It grabbed Qin Tian's hand and shook it continuously, behaving very cordially.

"After so many years, she is still so kind to you." Yao Chi Saint was a little depressed. Her own Yao Chi had been with her for tens of thousands of years, but in the end, she was not as good as someone she had only met twice.
"It's not just two sides." Qin Tian shook his head, as the new fetus conceived by his reincarnation body.

In a sense, this holy spirit is half of his body.

Not long after, this generation's Queen Mother of the West walked out, with petals flying and crystal clear, and bursts of fragrance coming from her. She had a stunning face, a tall figure, and a magnanimous appearance. She exuded a mature charm from the inside out, and her skin was crystal clear. As the former Saint of the Yaochi Lake, she was also the white moonlight of a generation.

"Fellow Daoist, have you become a saint?" Queen Mother of the West looked Qin Tian up and down, with shock in her tone.

"The Queen Mother has good eyesight." Qin Tian was slightly surprised. Although he did not deliberately restrain his own energy, it was not easy for ordinary people to see through his cultivation. It seems that this seemingly noncompetitive Queen Mother of the West has a high cultivation level!

Upon hearing this, the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi no longer cared about her manners. She opened her cherry-like mouth slightly, revealing her white and neat teeth, and was shocked.

Zixia in the distance had an unstable aura and was almost falling out of the state of being in harmony with Yaochi. Her beautiful eyes showed a strange color.

More than ten years have passed, and he has not only surpassed the ninth level of the Way of Slashing, but has also stepped into the realm of Sainthood in one fell swoop. Such a speed of cultivation is despairing.

Walking ahead of everyone else, the genius of their generation is not even as good as Qin Tian ten years ago and is still trapped on the edge of the path to death.

"What brings you here, fellow Daoist?" Queen Mother of the West was puzzled. With a magical weapon in hand and having set foot on the holy path, there were few problems in the world that could overwhelm her.

Qin Tian said sternly: "I will borrow your precious land to convene a meeting of all races."

"That group of ancient races is a little too noisy."

“If you can mediate the conflicts between the ancient myriad races and the human race, Yao Chi will naturally no longer be the leader.” The Queen Mother of the West nodded decisively in agreement.

On the other side, Zhongzhou, the Great Xia Dynasty.

This dynasty was built on one of the dragon veins after the collapse of the ancestral dragon vein. Looking around, there was tangible dragon energy everywhere, and wisps of Taoist traces descended along the dragon energy veins.

This is a sacred land for cultivation. The revival of the heaven and earth often begins with the dragon veins. Therefore, the cultivators in Zhongzhou will be more or less slightly ahead of the cultivators in other regions in terms of realm.

Although the Great Xia Dynasty lost its supreme imperial army, its prestige did not decline much.

An ancient saint holding a quasi-emperor's divine weapon sits in Zhongzhou. Even if the ancient races revive, they have to temporarily avoid the limelight.

On this day, Qin Tian’s faith arrived in the Great Xia Dynasty.

"This is my decree. Who among you will take it?"

Qin Tianxin was leaning on the Taihuang Sword. The hilt of the sword was like a swimming dragon. Even without divine power to drive it, it was flowing with great divine power, like a small sun, as if it was going to tear the universe apart.

The Great Xia Saint tried to recall the Taihuang Sword, but unfortunately the Taihuang Sword did not move at all, as if the deity within it had already died.

The Great Xia Saint's heart sank, and he asked, "What do you want in exchange for returning the Great Emperor Sword?"

Qin Tian said slowly: "The equivalent of immortal gold, you must give me the same amount of immortal gold as the former emperor used to forge this sword."

"can!"

Without any hesitation, the Great Xia Saint agreed decisively. No matter how precious the immortal gold was, without a sufficiently amazing genius to wield it, it would be just a piece of scrap metal and could not be compared with the supreme imperial weapon at all.

Qin Tian said: "The second condition!"

"More?!" The Great Xia Emperor's uncle shouted loudly. He was heartbroken. The sufficient amount of immortal gold had already caused Great Xia to bleed heavily.

The Great Xia Dynasty had existed in the world for 100,000 years, but the amount of immortal gold it had earned was not too much.

The first condition is fairy gold, so it seems that the second one is probably not easy either.

The Great Xia Saint turned around and shouted, "Shut up!"

"Yes, ancestor!" The Emperor's uncle of Daxia quickly shut his mouth.

The Great Xia Saint turned around and said, "As long as we can redeem the Great Emperor Sword, let alone two, even if it's two hundred conditions, our Great Xia Dynasty will agree to them all."

To the extreme forces, even the Emperor's Scripture is not as important as the Extreme Emperor's Weapons.

Just look at the Sun Dynasty and the Moon Cult and you will know that without imperial soldiers, even if they were once extremely glorious, there will always be an end.

At that time, even if you had the Emperor's Scripture, it would be like a child holding gold. If you were not careful, you would end up dead and your clan would be destroyed.

Only by possessing the ultimate imperial weapon can one's power last for eternity.

"Originally, I planned to suppress the Taihuang Sword for a hundred or eighty years." Qin Tianxin stepped back and said slowly.

"But the ancient myriad races have revived, and some of them are too picky. You hold the Taihuang Sword and go and clear them out."

"Just kill four of the ten fierce tribes."

Over the years, even though Qin Tian was in the Western Desert, he could hear the reputation of the ten most vicious tribes of ancient times. As soon as they came into the world, they destroyed many ancient human countries.

"Okay!" The Great Xia Saint agreed decisively. He was also annoyed by the so-called ten evil clans.

Among them, one tribe heard that the Taihuang Sword was lost and came to ask for a look at the Taihuang Sutra.

He was killed by the quasi-imperial weapon he held.

But that's it.

In this great year when all ancient races are reviving, he needs to guard the Great Xia Dynasty and cannot travel far.

The Great Xia Saint personally opened the treasury and took out a broken long sword: "This is the weapon used by the former Grand Prince. Although it has been broken, the divinity in it is still there, which is enough to meet your requirements."

Qin Tian took over the broken divine sword, which was a black gold sword with dragon pattern. Among many fairy golds, its killing power ranked first.

If this weapon is promoted to an imperial weapon, its killing power may be even stronger than the Taihuang Sword.

It’s a pity that it was broken halfway.

"This is the work of Emperor Wu Shi." The light of time flashed in Qin Tian's eyes. Through the dragon-patterned black gold sword, he saw the purple-gold blood and energy rising into the sky.

Qin Tian remembered a legend. A genius in Zhongzhou who was infinitely close to being an emperor used the ultimate imperial weapon, but was taken over by the Wu Shi Emperor with his bare hands, creating a legend.

As a genius, that genius should understand that when he chose to use the ultimate imperial weapon, he planted a demon in his heart for his own path to becoming an emperor - that is, he believed that he was no match for the Great Emperor Wu Shi.

Now it seems that it was because his weapon was broken by the Great Emperor Wu Shi with his bare hands that he was forced to take out his father's sword.

But the Emperor Wu Shi did not take his mother's tower, but chose to fight against the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers with his bare hands.

The ending is well known, and this battle created a legend.

Before achieving enlightenment, he took on the emperor's weapon with his bare hands.

In the end, the prince died of depression, and this instrument was like his broken heart, which could not be repaired until his death.

"Ancestor, look..." The Emperor's uncle of Great Xia looked at Qin Tian's back, with murderous intent in his eyes.

The Great Xia Saint grasped the Great Emperor Sword, and finally let go, shaking his head: "Let's go!"

Back in the hall, the Great Xia Saint asked Tai Huang Jian: "Tai Huang Jian, what are you afraid of?"

Unfortunately, there was no response.

There are some things that a saint cannot know.

(End of this chapter)