The Great Seminary

Chapter 328 Fascination
As night fell, the slightly cool temperature of Sweet Lake City in the Xiangfan Kingdom was suddenly ignited by the towering flames at the gate of the 'Great Seven Lives Temple', making it scorching hot again.

In the distance, one can vaguely see the market streets near the 'Da Qi Sheng Temple'.

Countless people were forced to scatter and run due to the heatwave.

Unfortunately, after running for a short time, the fat in your body will suddenly ignite, like a candle licked by a flame.

It turned into charred remains with a pitiful wail.

Upon seeing this scene, even though he had personally experienced the carnage of a battle involving millions, Zhang Gui still felt a jolt of fear.

Subconsciously, he got up and retreated a distance towards 'Sweet Lake'.

They avoided the brunt of the fire.

But most ordinary people like the Brahman, unless they are scorched to the point of no return.

Otherwise, one would have to kneel down, put one's hands together, and worship the four-headed, seven-faced giant bronze Buddha in the firelight.

"What a bunch of lunatics!"

Seeing this, Zhang Gui couldn't help but mutter to himself.

At this time, the four seven-faced Buddha statues of the 'Daqisheng Temple' had been turned crimson red by the raging flames.

Molten copper flowed down from the Buddha's head, slowly covering the many faces on it.

Then a unicorn dragon appeared in the clouds, followed by lightning and thunder, and a torrential downpour.

These strange sights overcame Zhang Gui's curiosity, and he felt that it was not advisable to stay in Sweet Lake City for long.

They planned to return to their cabin on the 'Wind Whale' and not go ashore again.

Unexpectedly, voices suddenly drifted through the city, mingling with the sound of rain. Upon closer listening, they turned out to be chanting scriptures.

"Thus have I heard. In the country of Kushinagar, a powerful man was born... Eighty billion hundred thousand great monks surrounded him... He regarded all beings as Rahula... Great spirits Vishnu, Shiva, and Brahma came from beyond the heavens..."

He subdued the Greatly Enlightened World-Honored One and manifested as an incarnation... He was about to enter Nirvana. If any sentient beings have doubts... Ask him one last question...

The scriptures entered my ears.

Zhang Gui suddenly felt a strange joy.

Clapping his hands, he strode towards the 'Daqisheng Temple'.

After taking a few steps, the "Tai Sui Enters the Godhood" in his mind suddenly started to operate spontaneously.

Fungal hyphae grew horizontally on both ears, severing their ability to hear.

"What kind of scripture is this?!"

Zhang Gui instantly regained his senses and blurted out a loud curse, but it was blown away by the surrounding wind and rain.

Just then, the chanting of sutras in the rain began.

"...At the morning assembly, the World-Honored One...emanated various kinds of light from his face...a mixture of colors, blue, yellow, red, white, and the light of glass and agate...illuminating the three thousand worlds and the ten directions...those who encounter this light have all their sins, defilements, and afflictions eliminated..."

He felt a sudden dizziness, as countless dazzling lights flashed before his eyes, and he felt extremely refreshed and happy.

It looks like I'm about to get 'fascinated' again.

Fortunately, Zhang Gui always believed that "if your enemy digs a pit and secretly trips me up, you can blame him if I trip him up the first time, and blame me if I trip him up the second time," so he was already careful.

As soon as the crisis emerged, the "Tai Sui Enters the God" was immediately activated at full power.

Black mycelium grows in the seven orifices of the head, shielding the five senses from confusion.

He then clenched his fists expressionlessly and continued walking towards the 'Daqisheng Temple'.

He silently thought to himself:

"It is true that 'man has no intention to harm the tiger, but the tiger has the intention to harm man.'"

While simply sitting on a boat at sea, he was inexplicably "targeted" by a group of robbers.

I just fed them some insects, then went ashore to have some fruit wine and relax.

And then, inexplicably, I was captivated.

Do you all think I, Zhang Gui, am a soft persimmon with a sugary heart?

"Then let me show you the abilities of the only 'time traveler' in this world!" Along the way, most of the Xiangfan people still prostrated themselves in the rain to worship.

They didn't seem to be misled at all.

After a while, more and more people began to head towards the 'Daqisheng Temple'.

Of course, these believers in gods and Buddhas did not have ulterior motives like Zhang Gui; they were purely devout, which is why they prostrated themselves with every step they took.

“What does this mean?
Did that scripture mislead only me, or did it mislead the entire population of Sweet Lake City?
How come I didn't think of that before?
Something's not right. My mind still feels a bit off. I'd better add another layer of 'safety'...

As the crowd gathered, Zhang Gui's mental state deteriorated further over time.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he activated the newly formed main god within his body, 'Azure Emperor'.

The six orifices that receive external information—eyes, nose, ears, and pores—are transformed into wood, directly leading to "death."

Only the mouth that communicates with the outside world remains unchanged.

Then, fine roots sprouted from the pores of his forehead, sensing the vibrations of primordial energy in the air, and gradually piecing together an image of his surroundings in his mind.
"In my previous life, 'Big Pretty' was one of the worst superheroes, yet he provided me with such useful inspiration."

"Night Momo" can be considered a way to make use of waste.

Moreover, compared to seeing with the eyes, this perception is 360 degrees without any blind spots.

Hmm, when did Lu Miaowen arrive? She's carrying an umbrella.

He's looking for me.

At this moment, Lu Miaowen had already come up behind Zhang Gui and opened the umbrella she was holding.

Zhang Gui feigned surprise and turned around, looking at the scene with his lifelike wooden eyes.
"Brother Lu, what brings you here too?"

But like me, are you also subtly drawn to the Buddha statues at the Daqi Sheng Temple and want to offer incense?

"No, I just want to go, I want to go to the temple, go, oh!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Miaowen first smiled and shook her head in denial, then her expression gradually became serious.

"I was looking for you, so I took an extra umbrella, but why did I suddenly end up at the seventh grade..."

As they were talking, the torrential rain suddenly stopped.

Several figures, resembling immortals, stood atop several graceful, hundred-foot-long, one-horned dragon heads, leading a group of attendants as they broke through the rain clouds and descended from the sky.

It landed in the 'Daqisheng Temple'.

Because of the distance, Zhang Gui did not sense this scene.

All I knew was that the downpour suddenly stopped, and Lu Miaowen behind me fell silent after talking for a while.

Then, with a quick roll of his useless eyes, he said with a smile:
"Brother Lu, what a coincidence that the rain has stopped."

The umbrella you brought is gone too.

But I will remember your kindness.

"What does it matter if it's an umbrella or not, Brother Zhang? Didn't you see that the direct descendants of the Great Qi Emperor have arrived in Sweet Lake City on a dragon!"

Lu Miaowen said, her voice slightly altered.

Although Zhang Gui had not deliberately studied lip reading.

However, with the divine power at the 'great supernatural power' level, the images pieced together from the vibrations of the primordial energy permeating this world were incredibly detailed.

This made it easy for him to guess the meaning behind Lu Miaowen's words.

A jolt went through him. "A direct descendant of the Great Qi Emperor!"
What could a dilapidated port city like Xiangfan have to do with the Great Qi Emperor?

If that old man sneezes, he could blow away Sweet Lake City... wait, no, no.

The royal families of great powers, the royal families of small states, and even the clans under the divine king are vastly different in terms of the power and influence they wield.

The underlying principles are actually the same.

Among the princes and nobles, there were those who appeared to be living a life of great prestige but were actually destitute.

Moreover, who knows about the 'direct descendants' who are hundreds of generations removed from the God-King.

(End of this chapter)