Did Wan Jun really die?
A thought suddenly popped into Lin Feng's mind.
At the very bottom of the pagoda, Wan Jun kept his head down and maintained a smile. His eyes were fixed on the ground below, but a faint, almost imperceptible glance kept landing on Lin Feng.
The figures atop the pagoda had various expressions, their smiles enigmatic and their presence strangely enigmatic.
Although they didn't look at him, Lin Feng knew they were all watching him.
Perhaps they truly live, only replaced by ghosts; the ghost is him, and he is the ghost... equally indestructible. Even if his will is scattered, the ghost can reunite it...
It is neither human nor ghost.
Even if we tried to kill him again, I doubt we could truly kill him.
Then weaken him, completely separate him!
Lin Feng walked over, raised his head, looked at Wan Jun, and then at the lowered face on the Ghost Pagoda. His shoulders suddenly felt heavy as he stepped on a pair of shoes.
It's immense!
A familiar feeling washed over him as the Ghost Pagoda pressed down on his shoulder.
Just then, a Buddhist chant rang out: "Amitabha, benefactor, let this humble monk help you subdue this pagoda and end this chaos."
"Task Six: Help Fahai subdue the Ghost Realm."
The mission notification appeared, and Fahai's voice also appeared in his ears. At the same time, he clasped his hands together and reached out to grab Lin Feng.
Fahai's face seemed to be covered in dust, and a Buddhist light shone through his dark skin, giving people a sense of being convinced and prompting Lin Feng to nod in agreement.
"Oh."
Lin Feng suddenly spoke, interrupting Fahai's actions with a single word, and turned to leave Fahai's side.
“Benefactor, although I am a demon, my heart is the same as yours. Why not join me…”
"Because this is not a pagoda."
Lin Feng sneered. Ghost Pagoda? Things probably aren't that simple. If the Ghost Pagoda really were standing on his shoulder, it wouldn't be so easy.
“Amitabha Buddha, this pagoda formed by evil spirits is harming the world. This humble monk is willing to guard it for eternity and suppress this evil spirit.” Fahai’s words changed, becoming neither angry nor happy, without the slightest fluctuation.
Lin Feng sneered again.
It sounds good, but it's not a good suggestion.
At that moment, the ghost pagoda above Lin Feng's head became even more intimidating, suppressing his attempts to dodge. Fahai then grabbed his shoulder and infused strands of Buddhist light into his body.
I see!
A Buddhist light enveloped Lin Feng's heart, and waves of chanting, seemingly both Buddhist and demonic, began to cleanse his soul, attempting to plant a seed of Buddhism within him and make him the foundation of this pagoda!
"Fahai!"
A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and the swirling Buddhist light instantly enveloped his mind, transforming into rings of Buddhist sound halos that were inscribed into his mind.
“Amitabha, benefactor, you are a person of great perseverance. Why not follow me, Buddha, to suppress the pagoda? At that time, you will surely be able to cultivate the true form of an angry Arhat…” Fahai chanted the Buddha’s name in his heart. But the next second, Lin Feng’s fingers suddenly moved, and a Spirit Official Incantation quickly formed in Fahai’s eyes, attracting a completely different divine light. A divine eye opened in Lin Feng’s heart.
"Heh." With a cold snort, Wang Lingguan kicked the Buddha's light without saying a word, causing it to shatter with cracking sounds: "Boy, activate the visualization method."
After Wang Shan finished speaking, Lin Feng immediately began to operate. Even though all his senses were distorted, his thoughts and mind could still flow normally.
Immediately afterwards, the visualization method was accelerated a thousand times, and the complete trajectory of the Nine Demon Stars appeared in Lin Feng's mind.
"Remember this feeling!"
As Wang Shan spoke, a beam of light shot out from his divine eyes, shattering the Buddha's light. At the same time, Lin Feng also entered an unprecedented state, eliminating all the distorted sensations.
"Amitabha! You are a person of great wisdom. If you do not enter the Buddhist path now, when will you?"
At this moment, the scattered Buddhist light rapidly gathered in Fahai's voice, instantly transforming into a great Buddha, which rolled up streams of Sanskrit chants and rushed towards the starlight that had risen in Lin Feng's heart.
boom!
A silent impact rang out, and the Nine Demon Stars rising from the starlight left behind mysterious trails, blocking all the Buddhist light from the outside world.
"Task Seven: Join the Buddhist sect. The reward is the Arhat title of Carrying Heaven and Suppressing Demons."
"Amitabha, benefactor, why are you so stubbornly deluded!" Fahai finally lost his composure, and the Buddha's light transformed into waves of strange power. He grabbed Lin Feng's shoulder and pressed him down hard.
"May the Buddha have mercy and deliver all sentient beings!"
Clap clap clap!
Several sounds of clapping hands rang out, and the three ghostly figures on the Ghost Pagoda above Lin Feng's head had already clasped their hands and closed their fierce eyes under Fahai's conversion.
At that moment, Lin Feng raised his hands, and as his hands came close together, a kind and peaceful glow involuntarily appeared on his face.
At this moment, several sharp horns emerged from Lin Feng's palm, and chaotic energy swirled around him, once again blocking the wisp of Buddhist light from the outside world.
The sharp horns pierced out, avoiding Fahai's arm, but the eerie light in Fahai's eyes grew even stronger, silently shifting from Lin Feng's body to those sharp horns.
"Amitabha."
Fahai did not dodge, letting the horns pierce his body. Then he put his hands together and said, "The Buddha said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' Since you are so stubborn, I can only use my Buddhist teachings to suppress the demonic nature in your heart forever!"
Amitabha!
A silent Buddhist chant arose, and the ghost relics above the Ghost Pagoda fell down. Each layer of the Ghost Pagoda transformed into a figure sitting cross-legged with hands clasped together, becoming the patterns on the relics.
The next second, Fahai sat cross-legged on Lin Feng's shoulders, pressing him down, holding the relic, and suppressing him to the ground.
"You...you're not Fahai?!"
Lin Feng felt a weight on his shoulder, involuntarily pulling him out of that strange state.
“The Buddha said, ‘There is no self, no person, no sentient being, no life span; all is the way of non-action.’” Fahai closed his eyes tightly: “Who am I and who am I? I am all Fahai, and I am not Fahai.”
What you're doing is no different from being possessed by a demon...
The line between Buddha and demon is thin, and that's not just idle talk.
Some Buddhist teachings are so extreme that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they obliterate humanity.
Lin Feng's body involuntarily bent down. Fahai's weight was not only in his will but also in his body. He pressed the entire Ghost Realm onto his shoulders, using him as a mobile stepping stone for the Ghost Realm to step into this world.
"What a scheme, so this was your real purpose..." Lin Feng's body was once again swayed by the pressure, carrying the entire Ghost Realm, and he knelt on the ground.
Fahai said again, "Amitabha, this is the karmic connection between you and the Buddha."
Fate, what a wonderful fate!
Lin Feng sneered, but he quickly stopped and asked in return, "Are you waiting for me to summon her?"
Gui Ke, who was outside the Ghost Realm, was watching this place.
Fahai paused for a moment: "Amitabha, now that you have entered the Buddhist path, Buddhism will flourish greatly after this calamity!"
"Heh... Buddhism flourishing? Only a handful of people are idle and have nothing better to do than eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist prayers. Even if the emperor becomes a Buddhist, your Buddhism will remain unchanged! It's destined not to flourish!!!"
Upon hearing the words "Great Prosperity," Lin Feng roared and raised his head, forcefully lifting Fahai and that patch of Buddhist light: "Your Buddhist sect is destined to never prosper!"
The Taoist school has absolutely no need for such a great flourishing!
The way is simply to follow nature.
With a loud boom, a dazzling Buddhist light suddenly appeared above Lin Feng's head, and a giant hand fell from the sky, smashing down hard on him.
Lin Feng raised his head and watched from afar as the Buddha's palm pierced through the Ghost Domain, a sense of certain death rising in his heart.
The ghost realm was compressed, and the Buddha's light swept away the dark auras. The ghost rain and wind burst like bubbles and scattered with the wind.
It was in this moment of despair that a blade of light slashed through Fahai above Lin Feng's head.
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