I Evolved The Heavens

Chapter 279

With the return of the Buddha, the Buddha statues in countless temples between heaven and earth have given birth to visions.

The clay sculpture of the gods bloomed with golden light, as if they were poured into gold, and the bronze gods were even more extraordinary. The golden light soared into the sky and condensed into a big Buddha above the temple.

“Amitābha!”

The Buddha’s name carries the meaning of joy, as if it is announcing to the world that he Tathagata Buddha is back again.

The strangeness of the Buddha statue shocked the world.

“Buddha, it is the Buddha who has manifested!”

“Buddha Buddha, please bless my son at this high school for the test.”

“Buddha, my Erlang has not returned for a long time, please bless him.”

“Buddha, I want to make a fortune, please be merciful and bless me.”

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Countless believers knelt down one after another, with a fiery color in their eyes.

They have always believed in Buddhism, but it was the first time that the Buddha appeared.

Compared with the shock of the believers, the monks all over the world were surprised and even burst into tears, because three hundred years after losing contact, the Buddha finally appeared again.

“The Buddha is back!”

“Three hundred years, three hundred years, Buddha, do you know how we spent these years?”

“When the Buddha returns, will other Buddhas and Bodhisattva be far away?”

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When the Buddhas return, they can use the power of the Buddhas to greatly increase their combat power.

Since the collapse of Lingshan, their combat power has been declining, and now they dare not drop demons and slayers everywhere, and can only guarantee the safety of their neighborhood.

After the return of the Buddha, there are visions in all temples in the world.

It was not only the monks but also the demon ghosts in the world that were alarmed. They could instinctively feel that there was a shadow in their hearts, and there was a feeling of disaster approaching.

Jinling, National Teacher’s House.

Purdue Cihang was meditating and cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes, and flashed a look of shock, because just before, he felt the breath of the Buddha and the world of Lingshan.

What he cultivates is pure Buddhism Cultivation Technique, so he has a natural ability to sense the spirit mountain gods.

But how is this possible!

He clearly knew that the Spirit Mountain and Heaven Court collapsed three hundred years ago, and even the underground palace had undergone major changes, and countless gods fell into a deep sleep, causing the world to rise and disappear.

Why did he dare to enter the Dajing dynasty to become a national teacher, and even use magic tricks to confuse the emperor and secretly devour the fortune of the country? Isn’t it because he is fearless.

Lingshan, Heaven Court, and even Yinsi had undergone major changes, and no one could stop him.

Otherwise, give him ten courage and dare not do anything that would devour the national fortune.

By then, there is no need for Yinsi to take action, and the siege of Taoism and Buddhism masters alone will be enough to make him hate.

Although he was one of the top powerhouses at the time, he was hard to beat four hands with two fists. It was impossible for a single person to fight the world alone, and he was still a powerful Taoist monk who could draw on the power of God’s Spirit Power.

“It doesn’t make sense. I have previously calculated that the Buddha will not be able to wake up until at least two hundred years later. The same is true for other gods. What is the reason that caused the Buddha to wake up early?”

Purdue Cihang frowned and thought hard. He was a strong man at the peak of the Taoist birth realm. He was only one step away from entering the Yuanshen realm. Therefore, it was basically not a problem to deduct the heavens and the earth.

If not limited by his own heels, perhaps he would have already become an immortal.

This is also the reason why he wants to enter the Dajing Dynasty and devour the national fortune secretly, hoping to use the national fortune to get rid of the centipede and transform into a real dragon.

In this way, he stepped into the Primordial Spirit Realm as a matter of course.

Purdue Cihang felt a sense of urgency, because he knew that with the return of the Buddha, other Buddhas and Bodhisattva would wake up one after another, and the world of Lingshan would rejuvenate.

And the Buddha has returned, will the return of the Three Qing Daozu be far behind?

When Heaven Court and Lingshan recover, Taoist priests and monks in the world should once again go out of their homes and slay demons and demons, and he will be the first target to be eradicated.

“It seems that I have to speed up. I hate that the Soaring Dragon in Longshan Town was broken, and I can only find another Feng Shui treasure. I have to make sacrifices, and I have to speed up.”

The so-called sacrifices are actually the flesh and blood of the court’s civil and military officials.

Because the hundreds of officials of the imperial court are protected by the national transport, he needs to consume the flesh and blood of 365 high-ranking officials, and use the clone centipede to control their flesh as the formation node, so as to be able to swallow the national transport.

Limited by the number of centipedes, he has only controlled two hundred and fifty high-ranking officials, which is nearly a hundred.

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Wangshan Pavilion.

Wow!

A loud noise of shock came from the Daxiong Hall next door.

Then a bright golden light soared into the sky, condensed in the sky above the temple into a big Buddha, clasped hands together, raised his head to announce the Buddha’s name, with the meaning of joy: “Amitābha!”

The people who had just been immersed in the portrait of Buddha were awakened one after another.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the big Buddha on the Daxiong Hall, each one was dumbfounded and shocked.

“The Buddha has appeared!”

“Yang Dage, Buddha, is Buddha.”

“The Buddha is awake!”

“Amitābha, it is the Buddha who has awakened.”

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The three Confucian scholars Wang Yangjun looked at the Buddha statue and frowned, because Confucianism has always respected ghosts and gods.

The people are ignorant, if everyone asks gods and Buddhas, wouldn’t the human race be reduced to slaves to gods?

In other words, livestock raised in captivity can only provide incense to the gods.

The sky is healthy, and the gentleman strives for self-improvement.

This is the principle of Confucianism that teaches the world to live in the world, not to worship God and pray to the Buddha when something happens.

Ge Qing and the three were shocked. Didn’t it mean that the Spirit Mountain collapsed and the Buddhas fell silent?

Why did the Buddha suddenly wake up?

The four Abbot Huiming were pleasantly surprised and tearful.

After waiting for a long time and finally waiting until today, the Buddha has returned, and their Buddhism will rise again.

But why did the Buddha wake up suddenly?

At this moment, everyone had this question in their hearts, and then they turned their heads to look at Yang Yi, because the return of the Buddha was because Yang Yi put the eye on the portrait of the Buddha. Is there any connection?

Because this incident was too coincidental, Yang Yigang gave the Buddha a finishing touch, and the Buddha regained consciousness.

If there is no connection, they don’t believe it.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the three Ge Qing immediately beamed, because they thought of a way to wake up the Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty, that is, to ask Yang Yi to paint the statues of the Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty.

Yang Yi put down the brush and closed his eyes slightly.

With two strokes, he felt exhausted, as if he had stayed up all night.

At this moment, he felt a pure power emerging from the void, directly submerged in his body, making him feel warm, as if immersed in a hot spring.

The exhaustion in his mind was swept away, and after absorbing this pure power, the heroic spirit of the sea chakra grew rapidly.

When the energy poured into the void disappeared, this heroic soul had grown to be seven inches tall.

In other words, he broke through to the late stage of Yingpai.

“Amitābha, the poor monk would like to thank Emperor Fengdu for his help!”

A mellow voice rang in Yang Yi’s mind, which surprised him.