Hong Huang: I am Kong Xuan, the first person above the saints

Chapter 186 Origin Core
Kong Xuan stared at the colorful glass Buddha statue, thinking about various possibilities in his mind. Now that Amitabha is no longer in the prehistoric world, this may be a great opportunity for him to explore the method of condensing his true body of faith.

The most important thing is that this colorful glass Buddha absorbed the power of his faith and there is some kind of connection between him and it.

Perhaps it was because he absorbed too much of his faith power. Even though these faith powers had been transformed and absorbed by the Seven-Colored Glazed Buddha, this connection could not be severed.

Kong Xuan had a vague intuition that he could control the colorful glass Buddha.

If Amitabha Buddha were still in the ancient times, Kong Xuan would definitely not try it even if he had this intuition.

But now, Amitabha is no longer in the prehistoric world.

Kong Xuan's eyes sparkled. How could he miss such a godsend opportunity?

"But, how should we do it specifically?"

Kong Xuan stared at the colorful glazed Buddha and after thinking for a while, he raised his hand and the invisible power of faith began to gather towards him.

With his strength and understanding of the power of faith, he naturally could not snatch the power of faith from the hands of the Seven-Colored Glazed Buddha.

But his guess was correct, some of the power of faith belonged to him and could be drawn by him.

As the invisible power of faith gathered, a faint halo seemed to appear around Kong Xuan.

"I hope it works!"

Kong Xuan guided the power of faith in his hands to resonate with the colorful glazed Buddha. He could feel the subtle connection between his power of faith and the colorful glazed Buddha constantly beating.

He carefully guided the power of faith, like a cautious craftsman carving a precious work of art.

Slowly, he seemed to gain the "recognition" of the colorful glass Buddha.

Kong Xuan had a thought, and a ray of spiritual light was released, approaching the colorful glazed Buddha. The moment the two came into contact, the spiritual light directly merged into the body of the colorful glazed Buddha. Kong Xuan only felt a roar in his mind.

The next moment, his consciousness also appeared and entered the body of Amitabha Buddha.

"what happened."

At the same time, Jie Yin and Zhunti, who were practicing in seclusion on Mount Xumi, came out at the same time.

"Brother, why did it feel like Mount Sumeru was coming to me just now?" Zhunti asked puzzledly.

"I feel the same way." Jie Yin frowned.

Jie Yin and Zhunti looked at each other and saw a solemn look in each other's eyes.

"Brother, do you think it could be related to Amitabha Buddha?" Jun asked.

"Just now I did sense the presence of Amitabha Buddha. Could it really be..."

A hint of joy flashed in Jie Yin's eyes. Ever since he came back from listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, he could no longer communicate with Amitabha Buddha, and he could not even sense Amitabha Buddha.

This made Jie Yin feel a little uneasy.

After all, his achievements today have a lot to do with Amitabha Buddha.

Just as Jie Yin himself said, in his heart, Amitabha Buddha is the incarnation of Tao.

At this moment, Jie Yin and Zhunti felt their eyes blurry, and then they saw the huge colorful glass Buddha.

This was also the first time the two saw the colorful glass Buddha.

Previously, the seven-colored lapis lazuli Buddha had been hidden by Amitabha Buddha. Even though it was very close to them, the two great quasi-saints, Jie Yin and Zhunti, did not discover the existence of the seven-colored lapis lazuli Buddha.

It can be seen how deeply Amitabha Buddha hid the seven-colored glass Buddha.

If it weren't for the power of faith that shared the same origin, Kong Xuan would probably not have been able to discover the colorful glass Buddha.

"Amitabha, I pay my respects to the Buddha——"

Jie Yin and Zhunti both just glanced at Amitabha Buddha and then quickly knelt down to pay their respects.

At the same time, with the help of the light of the soul, Kong Xuan's mind has also merged into the body of the seven-colored glazed Buddha. Although he already knew that the seven-colored glazed Buddha contained terrifying power, at this moment, he clearly felt the power of this seven-colored glazed Buddha.

"It's a pity that I can't control this body."

Kong Xuan sighed in his heart. The most he could do was to control the colorful glass Buddha to open his eyes. He could not do anything else.

It's as if the soul of an ant lives in the body of a dragon.

It was at this moment that he heard the voices of Jie Yin and Zhunti, and saw the two of them kneeling towards him.

Kong Xuan ignored this.

These two people had plotted against him more than once. If they were not still useful to him and if they did not have divine destiny, Kong Xuan would have killed them long ago.

If they want to kneel, let them kneel.

Kong Xuan knew very well that unless he (Amitabha) spoke, these two people would never dare to get up.

And the fact was just as Kong Xuan had guessed.

Jie Yin and Zhunti knelt on the ground, waiting for instructions from Amitabha Buddha.

But as time went by, the colorful glass Buddha did not move at all, and they began to feel confused.

"Brother, why doesn't the Buddha respond to us?" Zhunti asked in a low voice.

Jie Yin also looked puzzled. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Perhaps the Buddha has a deeper meaning. Let's wait a little longer."

"Brother, what you said makes sense." Zhunti nodded, agreeing with Jieyin's words.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, five hundred years had passed.

For five hundred years, the two men knelt motionless, not only without any dissatisfaction, but the expressions on their faces became more and more pious.

Inside the body of the colorful glazed Buddha, Kong Xuan had long since ignored the guidance and Cundi from the outside world. He was looking for a way to condense the true body of faith inside the body of the colorful glazed Buddha.

But five hundred years had passed, and Kong Xuan had not gained anything. He searched the entire sea of ​​consciousness of the Seven-Colored Glazed Buddha, but did not find the existence of "memory", let alone find any useful information.

The colorful glass Buddha seems to be just a dead object, without the slightest self-awareness, and naturally no "memory".

The method of trying to obtain the true body of faith through the "memory" of the colorful glass Buddha is no longer feasible.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is normal. The colorful glass Buddha is only condensed by the power of faith and is not even a living being.

Moreover, if the colorful glass Buddha had self-awareness, it would have attacked Kong Xuan, the outsider, long ago.

However, after searching for five hundred years, although Kong Xuan did not find the "memory" of the seven-colored glazed Buddha, he did not gain nothing.

He found the original core of the colorful glass Buddha.

When Kong Xuan saw the origin core of the Seven-Colored Glazed Buddha just now, he was a little surprised, because once he refined this origin core, the Seven-Colored Glazed Buddha would be his.

But soon, Kong Xuan was only surprised, not happy.

“The breath of Amitabha.”

Looking at the original core of the colorful glass Buddha, Kong Xuan frowned.

He sensed a familiar breath.

Immortal brand.

To be precise, it is the immortal mark of Amitabha Buddha.

Kong Xuan had personally experienced the horror of this indestructible mark. If the goddess had not intervened, he might have been converted by it.

(End of this chapter)