Zhao Feng smiled as he looked at the map of Xiniu Hezhou, more than half of which had been occupied by the Qin Dynasty.
The speed of the Qin army's advance was even faster than he expected.
perhaps.
This is the advancement under absolute strength.
"Father is right. The day of the decisive battle is indeed not far away." Zhao Feng retracted his gaze and turned to Ying Zheng, saying, "I suggest that we mobilize all the powerful warriors above the Quasi-Saint level in the Great Qin and set off immediately to the border of Xiniu Hezhou, following closely behind Master Xuanzang and his disciples."
"When the Journey to the West tribulation is completed, that will be the time for our Great Qin to complete its mission in one fell swoop and completely swallow up the entire Western Niu Hezhou."
Ying Zheng nodded slightly.
Zhao Feng's proposal coincided with his.
The Qin Dynasty now has a strong army and many powerful men, and it does have the ability to destroy Buddhism.
The reason I didn't do this before was that I wanted to wait for Zhao Feng to come out and listen to his opinion.
However, he still had another concern.
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Feng and asked, "The Taiqing Saint once said that after the Journey to the West calamity, all the saints of the prehistoric world will return. Have you ever thought about what would happen if we destroyed Buddhism and waited for the two saints from the West to return?"
saint!
This is the strongest existence in the prehistoric world. The word "Heavenly Dao" in its name represents that they have mastered some of the power of Heavenly Dao.
For all living things in the ancient world, the sage is the heaven! The Tao!
Even as powerful as the Qin Dynasty and as powerful as Ying Zheng, they still seem so insignificant when facing a true saint.
After hearing this, Zhao Feng's face did not show any worry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Dad, your concerns are not unreasonable. Buddhism is the tradition of the saints. After the saints return, even for the sake of face, they will not let it go."
Hearing him say this, Ying Zheng was about to speak when he heard Zhao Feng say again: "But, not only am I not afraid, on the contrary, I am somewhat looking forward to it."
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Feng in confusion, asking in surprise, "What do you mean by that? Do you have a plan for dealing with this?"
Zhao Feng spoke calmly and seriously, "I dare not hide it from my father. I have found the opportunity to achieve the ancestral realm of martial arts."
Ying Zheng was delighted and asked quickly, "What method is it?"
Zhao Feng slowly said, "Saint Slayer!"
boom!
Kill the Saint!
These two words, like two chaotic divine thunders, exploded in Ying Zheng's mind.
Even though he was a man who could remain calm even in the face of a mountain collapsing in front of him, the moment he heard these two words, an expression of shock that was difficult to conceal appeared on his calm face for the first time.
Kill the Saint!
What an arrogant and overbearing idea!
Since the creation of the world, saints have been high above, immortal and indestructible. They are the embodiment of the way of heaven, and they control the life and death of all beings.
Not to mention killing a saint, even the slightest disrespect to a saint could bring about a catastrophic disaster.
There is a saying that has been circulating in the ancient times.
All those below a saint are ants.
Even if one is at the peak of Quasi-Saint, in front of a Saint, he is still an ant!
But now, his own son actually set his sights on the saint!
Ying Zheng subconsciously confirmed it and asked in surprise, "You want to kill a saint to prove your truth?"
Although during the battle of Xianyang, Zhao Feng received the power that Haotian had activated and bestowed upon him by Hongjun, which attracted the attack of the saint.
But that is just a force after all. How can it be compared with a true saint?
Zhao Feng nodded heavily and said firmly, "That's right! The path of martial arts is all about going against the will of heaven, seeking a glimmer of hope amidst the impossible. My martial arts have reached a bottleneck. If I want to make further progress and reach the realm of martial arts comparable to Hunyuan Daluo or even a saint, I must break the rules and do things that have never been done before."
"Kill the saint, seize his essence, take his enlightenment, and transform it into the nourishment for my martial arts path. This is my only path!"
He did not tell Ying Zheng that he had a system.
As long as one can find an opportunity to kill a saint and pick up the attribute power obtained from killing the saint, he can reach the ancestral realm of martial arts in one fell swoop, and his achievement is equivalent to that of Hunyuan Wuda Daluo Jinxian, or even a saint.
Ying Zheng remained silent for a long time.
He looked at Zhao Feng in front of him, as if he saw a crazier and more domineering version of himself.
After a long while, Ying Zheng slowly opened his mouth and asked, "How confident are you?"
He didn't ask if it was possible, but asked directly if he was sure.
Because he knew that his son would never do anything without preparation.
"Don't worry, Dad. I never do anything I'm not sure of." Zhao Feng smiled confidently and said, "Dad, don't forget that I can also be humane!"
Ying Zheng's heart skipped a beat.
yes!
How could he have forgotten this?
He himself can be in harmony with the destiny of the Qin Dynasty, and within the territory, he has endless power.
And Zhao Feng can also be in harmony with the destiny of the entire human race!
Humanity is the foundation of all other ways.
If Zhao Feng could add the entire power of humanity to himself, his strength would definitely soar to a terrifying level.
By then, perhaps... killing the saint will not be just empty talk!
Thinking of this, the last trace of doubt in Ying Zheng's heart disappeared.
Ying Zheng's resolute face regained the domineering attitude that looked down upon the three realms: "Okay!"
"You are indeed my son!"
"Since you want to kill the Saint, then I will go crazy with you for once!"
"My Great Qin is your strongest backing!"
"I want to see whether that high and mighty saint can be killed!"
Zhao Feng felt warm in his heart with his father's support.
He knew how crazy and horrifying his plan was.
Looking across the three realms, perhaps only he and his son dare to have such an idea.
Ying Zheng walked over to Zhao Feng, patted him on the shoulder, and then raised another question: "Feng'er, your idea is very good, but there is a problem. According to records, there are two saints in the West."
"Even if you can harmonize yourself with humanity and your strength increases dramatically, facing two saints at the same time, I'm afraid you will still..."
He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was clear.
One against two, and they are fighting two immortal saints, this is an impossible task.
Zhao Feng was confident when he heard this and said with a smile, "Dad, I have already planned this matter."
"The two saints of the West are Jie Yin and Zhunti. Among them, Jie Yin's cultivation is profound and unfathomable."
"Although the Taoist Zhunti is also a saint, he is the weakest among the six saints."
"Our target is him."
Ying Zheng nodded, approving of Zhao Feng's choice, and then asked, "Then who should deal with Jie Yin?"
Zhao Feng had already made plans and said with a smile, "Dad, have you forgotten that Yunxiao was one of the most proud disciples of the former Sage Tongtian?"
"In fact, I am half the son-in-law of the Shangqing Tongtian Saint. Now that my Great Qin is about to fight a decisive battle with the Western Buddhist sect, at this moment, if Yunxiao goes to the Biyou Palace, will the Tongtian Saint intervene?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Great! What a great way to cut off the firewood from under the cauldron!"
Zhao Feng continued, "Sage Tongtian, during the Conferred Gods Tribulation, was plotted against by the two Western Saints and the Chan Sect, leading to the destruction of the Jie Sect. Many of his disciples died, some were injured, and some were saved. Even he himself was confined to the Biyou Palace by his master for countless epochs."
"I don't believe he will forget this account."
"Now, there is such a legitimate opportunity to take revenge, how could he miss it?"
Ying Zheng nodded.
It is absolutely perfect to let the Sage Tongtian deal with Jie Yin.
He smiled and said, "In this way, we can concentrate all our strength to deal with Zhunti alone! When the time comes, I will personally take action, using the destiny of the Great Qin and the dragon energy of humanity to lay a net of heaven and earth, completely sealing off that piece of time and space and isolating it from the Heavenly Dao!"
"I will make it impossible for Zhunti to ascend to heaven or enter the earth!"
"Then it will be the day you kill the saint and prove your truth!"
After discussing this earth-shaking event, Ying Zheng felt more relaxed than ever before.
He looked at Zhao Feng and suddenly remembered something. He asked curiously, "By the way, Feng'er, you've been in seclusion for nearly a hundred years. Besides the great progress in your cultivation, have you gained anything else?"
He witnessed with his own eyes that when Zhao Feng came out of seclusion, even the Heaven was enraged and sent down divine thunder.
Being able to elicit such a reaction from Heaven, Zhao Feng must have gained a lot.
Zhao Feng smiled indifferently when he heard this.
He didn't say anything, but slowly spread out his palm.
Buzz!
As he moved, a green lotus slowly emerged from his palm.
The moment the lotus platform appeared, the entire Lingxiao Palace seemed to be completely suppressed by an invisible force.
Time, space, laws...
Everything becomes stagnant and solidified in front of this lotus platform.
Ying Zheng's deep imperial eyes were fixed on the lotus platform, and his breathing even stopped at this moment.
What did he see?
A lotus platform.
There are thirty-six petals in one lotus, and the whole body presents the most ancient and purest blue lotus platform.
Above the lotus platform, there were no earth-shaking visions, nor dazzling divine light.
What we do have is just a return to simplicity and a supreme rhythm of Tao that transcends all things.
Ying Zheng's voice trembled a little, "This... this is..."
As the ruler of the Great Qin, he possesses the destiny of humanity and has seen countless innate spiritual treasures.
But the lotus platform in front of him gave him a completely different feeling.
It seems as if it does not belong to this world. Its status and essence have completely surpassed the scope of the way of heaven.
Zhao Feng said calmly: "This is the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Azure Lotus."
Ying Zheng was shocked.
Chaos Green Lotus!
According to legend, it was born before the beginning of chaos and is a supreme treasure on the same level as Pangu Axe and the Jade Disc of Creation!
This...how is this possible!
He knew that this treasure had been shattered at the beginning of the world because it could not withstand the pressure of creation.
Its lotus seeds transformed into five innate lotus platforms, including the Golden Lotus of Merit, the Black Lotus of Destruction, etc.
Its lotus leaves transformed into five flags, including the Wu Ji Xinghuang Flag, the Qinglian Baose Flag, and so on.
Its lotus stem transformed into a god-killing spear.
…
It can be said that in the ancient times, at least one-third of the top-level innate spiritual treasures are related to it.
But now, this Chaos Treasure that only existed in legends actually... actually appeared in front of him in its entirety!
Ying Zheng spoke with difficulty: "You...you reversed the innate nature of the five lotus platforms and refined them again?"
Zhao Feng nodded slightly: "Not bad."
Ying Zheng was silent.
He looked at the blue lotus platform that was quietly floating in Zhao Feng's palm, as if it could crush the heavens for eternity, and was speechless for a long time.
Shocked.
Unparalleled shock.
for a long time.
Ying Zheng finally let out a long sigh, "Good! Good! Good! With this treasure in hand, I'm a little more confident in slaying the Saint!"
…
Time passes.
Thirty years had passed since Zhao Feng came out of seclusion.
During these thirty years, the iron hoof of the Qin Dynasty crushed the people from east to west.
The dark black flags were planted across half of the Buddhist kingdom.
Countless cities were conquered, countless temples were demolished, and Buddha statues were smashed to pieces. In their place, county and prefecture governments were established.
Master Xuanzang and his disciples always walked at the forefront of the army.
They traveled westward, slaying demons and monsters, and spreading a new kind of "Buddhism".
A kind of "Buddhism" that does not respect gods and Buddhas, but only respects oneself.
A kind of "Buddhism" that everyone can become self-reliant and everyone can be like a dragon.
This unorthodox doctrine, like a prairie fire, easily ignited the hearts of countless people who had been suppressed by Buddhism for countless years.
The foundation of faith was being dug out inch by inch.
Finally, in the 30th year.
Master Xuanzang and his disciples, exhausted and dusty, arrived at the end of their journey.
Lingshan.
However, the Lingshan Mountain before us no longer has the legendary Buddha's shining light and Buddhist chants.
The entire holy mountain was shrouded in a layer of faint blood-red evil spirit and monstrous demonic energy, appearing gloomy and depressing.
At the foot of the mountain, there was not even a single believer coming to worship, only dead silence.
At the same moment they arrived.
On the top of Lingshan Mountain, there is the Great Leiyin Temple.
The Three Buddhas of the Past, Present and Future, Many Treasures Tathagata, Dipamkara Buddha and Maitreya Buddha, sit upright on the three highest lotus platforms, their faces as calm as water.
Below them stood more than twenty ancient Buddhas and Bodhisattvas with equally unfathomable auras.
These are the true essence of Buddhism.
Each of them is a powerful person at the quasi-saint level.
Further down, there are hundreds of Bodhisattvas at the level of Daluo Jinxian, as well as tens of thousands of monks, Arhats, and Buddhist soldiers.
Everyone, be prepared.
There was not a single bit of joy in the success of the Journey to the West and the rise of Buddhism.
What there is is the iron-blooded evil spirit that comes from outside the mountain and is almost overwhelming and threatens to crush the entire sacred mountain.
The war is about to break out.
"Report!" A Buddha staggered into the hall, his face filled with fear, his voice trembling. "Report to the Buddha! The... the Qin monk and his disciples have arrived at the foot of the mountain!"
"At the same time... at the same time, the Great Qin army has already deployed its troops a hundred miles away! A dark mass, boundless, their number... no less than tens of millions! Among them, countless powerful auras are hidden, unfathomable!"
Upon hearing this news, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the hall held their breath.
Everyone's heart was shrouded in dark clouds.
Duobao Tathagata looked at the frightened disciples below, and his heart was also cold.
But he knew that he could not avoid this day.
The great catastrophe of Journey to the West is the trend of heaven and cannot be defied.
He slowly opened his eyes, and a vast and sacred voice echoed, "Propagate the Dharma decree. Open the mountain gate and welcome Monk Qin into the temple."
A Daluo Jinxian-level guiding Buddha bowed and accepted the order, "I obey the law."
He suppressed the fear in his heart, turned around and flew down the mountain.
…
At the foot of Lingshan Mountain.
Zhu Bajie looked at the gloomy mountain gate and couldn't help shrinking his neck. He came close to Sun Wukong and whispered, "Brother Monkey, this place is not right. Why does it feel like I've entered a demon cave? There's no Buddhist energy at all."
...(End of this chapter)
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