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Chapter 442 The Returning King

the so-called great sound

At this moment, the entire world was silent, except for a sphere of energy that was originally extremely dazzling, but turned into pitch black in an instant, as if it was about to swallow everything in the world, and left behind in the sky
Those eyes that were originally attracted by Aiwen's preaching all shifted to this place at this moment, looking at this never-before-seen but extremely terrifying scene!

"Chaos"

At this moment, the white-haired old man sitting in front of the alchemy furnace whispered softly.

At the same time, the Northern Sovereign in purple squinted his eyes, the towering Buddha lightly recited the Buddha's mantra, while the emperor in the middle of the world raised his eyebrows, as if thinking deeply.
Obviously, this is the pinnacle creation of the monkey. It takes itself as the source, burns ten times the equivalent, and directly fills the aircraft with the refined "Sun Essence" as an auxiliary. Together, it finally turns into this once-in-a-lifetime creature. Ultimate destruction!

The unprepared move obviously really exceeded Wukong Buddha's expectations.

Countless great powers could clearly feel that after the monkey's breath of life dissipated with this terrifying explosion, the youngest Buddha in Lingshan began to become weaker and fainter in the collapse of the pitch-black sphere like a flickering candle. .
But at this moment, something deep inside the chaos suddenly shattered, and then...
This terrifying ball of darkness suddenly disintegrated itself abruptly, evolving into a chaotic chaos of earth, water, fire, wind, and... the severely injured Wukong Buddha!

The first time he showed up, he was obviously covered in blood, but Wukong didn't start to heal his wounds as coldly and rationally as he had shown before, but stared blankly at a broken stone in front of him.

On the broken stone fragments into three pieces, a simple little face looms
Stretching out his hand tremblingly, he put a fragment in the palm of his hand. Wukong seemed to have passed through a thousand years in an instant. In a trance, a little monkey with a childish face followed behind him, and asked reluctantly:

"My lord, when will you come back from the sea?"

"Hey, when my lord learns the art of immortality, I will come back and teach you, and then we will live forever together!"

"Then what if I miss you?"

"Well, let me draw you a smiling face of Ben Dawang. If you miss me, just look at this, then Ben Dawang is by your side! Remember, be obedient, protect your home, and wait for me to come back!"

"what!!!"

Kneeling down suddenly, Wukong Buddha suddenly lost his handsome face, revealing golden hair all over his body, and roared in extreme pain!
At this moment, it seemed to see a little monkey smiling happily and whispering:
"You are finally back! Your Majesty"

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Looking at the snarling figure with tears streaming down his face, Lingshan and everyone in Mozong, who were driven away by the explosion of terror, looked at each other in blank dismay.

Nishang looked at Aoyu instinctively, and found that she had put away the mecha at this moment, and after realizing Nishang's gaze with a tacit understanding, she shook her head slightly.

As the natural leader of a generation of Mozong disciples after Sun Xinyuan passed away, she knew very well that behind this scene, it was actually Monkey himself begging for death.

In other words, he was already dead when Huaguo Mountain was destroyed.

But the person now, that frail figure who is crazily devoted to research, is nothing more than an obsession unwilling to dissipate...

"Eldest brother, you have finally found your king."

Aoyu took a deep look at that person, and waved his hands to retreat with the Mozong people, wearing the divine fire cover that suddenly pushed back the human race bag.

Ai Wen told her before she set off that if something happens to the monkey, don't hesitate, don't take revenge, and go back to Moshan directly.

Obviously, this sentence is prepared for this moment.

And the Saints of Lingshan on the opposite side did not pursue them, because two figures stopped in front of them.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva!

Guanyin casually took the race bag that closed automatically after losing the opponent, but was already slightly blackened, collected the dangerous bombs in the dark clouds, and rescued the trapped vanguard.

After that, a group of people stood silently on the cloud, quietly waiting in place

——Because, the Tathagata Buddha of the Western Paradise finally officially stepped out of the hall at this moment and came to the east!

Along with the sacred golden color that fills the heaven and earth, Tathagata Buddha led the Buddha, Bodhisattva and Arhat from the West to Mount Mo just like that time 500 years ago.

It's just that the handsome figure who is always expressionless is missing from Infinite Buddha, and the protagonist 500 years ago has been completely smashed to pieces.

But obviously, everyone's current focus is not on this, but on the two Buddhas.

At this time, just one day and one night had passed since Ai Wen narrated Mo Zong's classics, where Moshan was located, the sky was full of black lotuses, and black robes were everywhere.

Even the female mountain god back then was wearing a black gauze dress, standing quietly by Ai Wen's side.

Looking at each other, it was the first time I really saw the final boss of this dungeon, and Aiwen had to admit that the other party was indeed worthy of the title of Lord of the West Heaven, and his power was really unfathomable, even now he was still inferior.

But obviously, the Tathagata Buddha would not pick up a watermelon knife to slice up like those street gangsters, so after looking at the "golden cicada" in front of him, the current Sanzang, the infinitely wise Aiwen Buddha, he was shocked. The resonance of heaven and earth said:
"What is a Buddha!"

"What is good!"

"What is Purdue!"

Ai Wen immediately picked up the black lotus and smiled slightly.

Communication?
A certain person has assembled tens of thousands of quantum computers of the human race, the power of [-] philosophers and psychologists, plus countless Buddhist theories from different times, and the essence of a hundred schools of thought, just waiting for this day!

A seemingly plain but thrilling ideological debate began.

You talk about the sky, I liberate productivity; you talk about the other side, I say help all beings no longer hungry...

The so-called great ambition here is to save the suffering in the world, and to wish that the Buddha is not in the mountains, but walks in the world!

A debate between top philosophers and scientists lasted for six days and six nights, and those gods, Buddhas and sentient beings who were watching were all fascinated by it.

After all, there has never been such a level of public conception since the beginning of the world. If you accidentally touch a classic witty line, it is possible to achieve boundless mysteries, and even achieve a thousand-year immortality for all things.

Of course, the final result is naturally no result.

At this level, the firm belief in one's own path cannot be shaken by foreign objects at all, so the biggest achievement of Tathagata's refutation is to successfully incorporate the Mozong lineage into the concept of the unified Buddhism, avoiding The complete split of Buddhism.

From then on, Buddhism in this world was divided into three branches, namely Mahayana, Hinayana, and Mohism!
Of course, Ivan also gained a lot.

The most important thing is that from then on, the Tang Dynasty and even the surrounding vast areas have officially become the place where Mozong taught the Dharma. Even Moshan has officially obtained the status of Lingshan Fairyland, and it is no longer the Wild Fox Zen.

Everything seems to be going well, but this is obviously just the beginning.

Mozong can continue to exist, but the "golden cicada" who caused such turmoil must accept the punishment of the Tathagata, otherwise, what is his majesty as the master of Buddhism?
Moreover, the successor of the next Buddhist sect, the future Buddha, is Maitreya, not you Jin Chanzi!

So the moment the debate ended, Tathagata made a move!
(End of this chapter)