Cold sweat had soaked Kong Jian's back. Alarm bells were ringing in his mind: the world was about to end again!
At that moment, he finally understood what it meant to have great power and great responsibility. The weight of the world's survival rested on his shoulders, and this heavy responsibility was like Mount Tai pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
He was panting heavily, his inner turmoil and hesitation reaching its peak: Buddhism or the world?
Of course he knew that even if the world were destroyed, Buddhism would not exist, but people always have a bit of wishful thinking in their hearts. He wanted to gamble that Fang Xiu was not so ruthless and heartless. There should always be room for negotiation. He couldn't just flip the table if one of his demands was not met, could he?
Besides, the Buddhist community has already agreed to join the headquarters and become an office. They wouldn't overturn the table for the sake of their existing interests, would they?
Upon realizing this, Kong Jian felt that he should be more assertive in the negotiations and not let Fang Xiu lead him by the nose.
"The Buddhist community will never agree to your request! If it did, the Buddhist community would cease to exist, and if the Buddhist community ceases to exist, then there is no need for the world to exist."
After saying this, Kongjian didn't even wait for Fangxiu's reply and immediately began to deduce the secrets of heaven.
boom!
He witnessed a scene where a host of strange gods descended upon the world.
Pfft!
He opened his eyes in horror, coughed up blood, and collapsed to the ground. The immense mental shock nearly made him faint.
Even after suffering such a severe blow, he still dragged his injured body to his feet, roaring, "I agree! Don't let the world perish! I agree to everything!"
Kongjian's tone was very urgent, as if he was afraid that if he delayed even a moment, the world would be destroyed.
Fang Xiu's expression remained unchanged in the face of Kong Jian's actions. He nodded calmly, as if nothing had happened, and continued to make his demands: "My third demand is that Buddhism must offer up all its traditions."
“No problem!” Kong Jian agreed without hesitation this time. After all, the Buddhist sect had been merged into the headquarters, so there was no question of inheritance; they were all one of their own.
In fact, Kongjian also had his own ulterior motives. He felt that he could take advantage of the time when he was teaching and passing on the teachings at the headquarters to promote Buddhism and save the country indirectly.
Who knows, what might appear to be Buddhism integrating into headquarters could end up with everyone at headquarters becoming Buddhist?
However, Kongjian could never have imagined that the people at headquarters had already reached a fanatical level of worship for Fang Xiu. They did not believe in Buddha, but only in prophets!
Moreover, this fervor will reach its peak after Fang Xiu resolves the issue of Buddhism and returns to headquarters.
A famous saying originating from Zhao Hao and Yang Ming has been circulating at headquarters. Although they say it differently, they mean the same thing. As it spreads, it eventually becomes a truth at headquarters.
That is, if one day a prophet tells you to die, don't be afraid, don't be angry, don't doubt, just die immediately, because if you don't die now, there will definitely be an even more miserable way to die waiting for you later.
Therefore, Kongjian's idea of spreading Buddhism at headquarters is destined to fail. If only one faith can exist at headquarters, it can only be a prophet!
"Anyone who is from headquarters can learn the highest level of Buddhism!" Kongjian added.
Fang Xiu shook his head: "It's not just the people at headquarters, but everyone—the students who join the Spirit Master Academy, the folk Spirit Master organizations, and even the whole world—must learn the legacy of the previous era."
Upon hearing this, Kong Jian was somewhat stunned. Wasn't doing this just making the legacy of the previous era public?
Is this something a villain like you, who casually destroys the world, could do? This is something only a saint would do! Even I, a Buddhist, can't treat all beings equally, so what gives you the right?
The saying "a worn-out broom is treasured" has been true since ancient times. The Xia Kingdom placed great importance on inheritance, and even when a master passed on his skills to his apprentice, he would hold back some. There was also a saying that skills were passed down only to men, and sectarianism was deeply rooted.
Of course, things weren't much better abroad; the knowledge held by the nobility would never be passed on to the common people.
This situation exists all over the world and is related to human nature. No one wants to selflessly give away their most valuable possessions, as this could very likely prevent them from maintaining their existing status and even lead to being surpassed by others.
This is normal, but now that the whole world is being invaded by something strange, it's no time to be complacent. Only by strengthening everyone to the maximum extent can we possibly survive this catastrophe.
However, Fang Xiu's goal wasn't to survive the catastrophe, but to kill the monster, to use every possible means to kill it. He wanted revenge! Even if it meant dragging the whole world down with him, even if it meant sacrificing the last person in the world, he wouldn't hesitate. The world could perish, but the monster had to die!
Kong Jian was stunned for a moment, then reacted and hurriedly said, "The true scriptures cannot be passed on lightly. Even Tang Sanzang and his group had to go through eighty-one tribulations to obtain the true scriptures. How can we so easily reveal the Buddhist tradition to the public now? No, absolutely not!"
He had barely finished speaking when that piercing feeling returned, making him shudder instantly. He looked at Fang Xiu in horror—was the world about to be destroyed again?!
Is he really that domineering? You won't tolerate even the slightest disobedience?
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In the Taoist sect's headquarters, thousands of miles away.
Inside the Sanqing Hall, an old Taoist priest with a white beard and an air of otherworldly wisdom was meditating in front of the Three Pure Ones. He appeared to be resting with his eyes closed, but in reality, his eyes were lowered and his attention was focused on the mobile phone hidden under his wide sleeves.
Just then.
"Master! Something terrible has happened, Master!" A young Taoist priest rushed over, his face pale, as if he had encountered something horrible.
The white-bearded old Taoist was startled and quickly hid his phone in his sleeve before turning around to look at the young Taoist.
The moment he turned around, his expression instantly became unfathomable, his gaze calm yet profound, as if no one could keep a secret from him under his watchful eyes.
"Taixu, when will you change your jumpy nature? What kind of behavior is this, always so flustered?" The white-bearded old Taoist spoke slowly, his words seemingly carrying a calming power that gradually calmed the flustered young Taoist.
The young Taoist priest, known as Taixu, took a couple of deep breaths before saying, "Master, it's not that I'm panicking, but something really big has happened. That... that Captain Fang Xiu of the Xia Kingdom headquarters has led his men to attack the Buddhist sect."
The white-bearded old Taoist calmly stroked his beard: "He's attacking the Buddhist sect, not the Taoist sect. What are you panicking about?"
"No, Master, the main problem is that Fang Xiu didn't go alone, he... he brought... he brought..."
"Did you bring over a hundred Taotie?" the white-bearded old Taoist said calmly.
Taixu was taken aback: "Master, how did you know?"
The white-bearded old Taoist priest showed no joy or sorrow, and said calmly, "It's just deducing the secrets of heaven, a minor skill."
As he spoke, he turned off the live stream on his phone hidden in his wide-sleeved robe.
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