Chapter 1097 The Twelve Buddhas!

"Master, do you really want to pass on the Dharma of Ten Thousand Buddhas to this donor?"

On the high platform of the Great Light, the Buddha's light was universal, and the golden light filled the entire platform, just like the Buddha's light pouring down from the clouds, shining on Lin Feng who was lying quietly in the center of the platform, and beside Lin Feng were all bald old monks sitting cross-legged, with their master as the center, surrounding Lin Feng in a circle.

There were a total of twelve Buddhas, including the oldest Buddha, a total of thirteen people, and Kasyapa, who was punished to the top of the tower, was also among them at this moment, sitting cross-legged, with his hands clasped together, and the Buddha's light was universal.

"Yes, this donor has a connection with the Buddha." The old monk nodded heavily, and a touch of gold thread on his forehead was shining like an eye that had not yet opened, looking extremely sacred.

"But he is a killer after all." A Buddha couldn't help but refute the old Buddha. In Buddhism, if you have different opinions, you have to say it, but you won't be resented. This is the true meaning of Buddhism, and it is also the way their thirteen Buddhas communicate with each other.

"Rangu, you still haven't understood the difference between killing and reincarnation. The so-called killing is just for a better reincarnation." The old Buddha shook his head and disagreed with his disciple's opinion.

Hearing this, the Buddha Ran Gu, who asked the question, fell into deep thought, and then looked at Lin Feng who was in a coma, and gradually agreed with the master's words. He was persuaded and agreed to pass on the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Dharma to Lin Feng.

"Master, for our own selfish desires, we intervened in various clans to keep this donor. Is it really not against the Buddha's original intention? Originally, this donor was chosen by Tiandaoyuan?"

At this moment, another thin Buddha put his hands together and asked the old Buddha with a solemn expression. He always felt that doing so was somewhat against his original intention and Buddha's heart.

The old Buddha listened to this, and a kind arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. There was only a smile on his old face, and he said lightly: "Jialan, this is not called selfish desire, this is called choosing a person who is most suitable for the Buddha's heart and accepting the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Dharma".

"The Tao is boundless, the Buddha is infinite. This donor has reached the pinnacle of Taoism, and the storage of magic power is also very terrifying. However, this donor does not have the energy to restrain magic power."

"Although Taoism belongs to light, it also tolerates evil. Taoism can make everyone do bad things and go along with magic power, so it can't suppress the magic power of this donor at all. Only Buddhism can suppress magic power."

"All the Buddhas have been carrying the Tao for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"Throughout the ages, all those who killed gods were destroyed by Taoism, not by magic power. What we are doing today is just to prevent the second killing god from appearing in the war world in the future."

"The Buddha has four hundred million, how many districts are there in one multiplication?" The old Buddha said very seriously, looking at the twelve Buddhas. At this moment, no Buddha refuted again, because they were all convinced by the old Buddha's teachings, so they all agreed with the old Buddha's intention.

"My intention is to teach the Dharma of Ten Thousand Buddhas!"

Suddenly, the old Buddha shouted angrily, and the golden cassock on his body suddenly turned into a world, covering Lin Feng's body, and finally completely wrapped Lin Feng in his own world, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, which was extremely holy.

The twelve Buddhas all displayed their Buddha's intentions, and their respective worlds shone on Lin Feng's body, and then the noisy sound of reciting scriptures sounded above the Buddha Mountain, and this scripture seemed to be able to recite the sun and the moon, and turn the world upside down.

Time passed slowly like this, and Lin Feng fell into unconsciousness. He wanted to stand up, but he was bound. In front of him, except for the golden Buddha's light, there was only a layer of cold breath protecting his body. Lin Feng knew that this was the breath of Bing Ling protecting himself.

But who exactly wanted to harm him? Lin Feng's consciousness was in the deep, but he could not break free from the shackles of the golden light Dharma, but instead fell deeper and deeper.

Twelve hours, every hour a Buddha passed on his own Dharma to Lin Feng. The so-called Dharma of Ten Thousand Buddhas is actually the general name of the Dharma of these twelve Buddhas, and the understanding of each Buddha is the Buddha's intention for thousands of years. When gathered together, it is naturally the Dharma of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

"Jialan means protection. From now on, the donor must protect the world and treat the world well!"

A Buddha's light shot into Lin Feng's nausea, bringing Lin Feng and his soul into the sky, rotating slowly, and the twelve Buddhas injected their own Buddha power into Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng was like a baby, in a completely unconscious state, maintaining the most primitive movements, lying flat, closing his eyes, but countless Buddha lights had already merged into his eyes. As long as the two eyes were opened, they could see through the world thousands of miles away.

"Jiaye means dullness. I hope the donor will be dull in the future, and don't miss important things because of intelligence to avoid suffering."

"Shari means dedication. I hope the donor will dedicate himself in the future to save the people."

"Duoton means honesty. I hope the donor will not be blinded by power and money in the future and keep a clear mind."

"Ayi Nuo means holiness. I hope the donor will maintain a noble soul and body and not do things that are incorruptible and ruin his reputation."

"Fo Twenty means fighting..."

"Sandalwood means energy..."

The twelve Buddhas each gave all their excellent abilities to Lin Feng. Since Lin Feng was chosen to be the representative of the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Dharma, it is natural that the heir of this Buddha cannot be too shabby. The twelve Buddhas each have their own instincts.

Lin Feng didn't know what kind of environment he was in at this moment. If he knew that the twelve Buddhas, equivalent to twelve powerful God Ancestors, had passed on the supreme Dharma to him.

All the Tianjiao of this session would never have thought that they were proud to be selected by various forces and become a member of their respective forces. However, if they knew Lin Feng's situation, they didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The four great war ancestors would never have thought that the Buddhas who lived in Foshan, who were usually the most quiet in the War Realm, would choose a successor, and chose Lin Feng, the best Tianjiao who entered the War Realm this time.

If they knew, the four great war ancestors would be angry to death. Lin Feng, who practiced Taoism, was regarded as a thousand-mile horse by the Buddhas who practiced Buddhism, and they became Bole, but the various forces in the War Realm missed Lin Feng.

In the future, many Lin Fengs will have some resentment towards the War Realm. Once the War Realm is in danger one day, Lin Feng may not really help.

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A day and a night passed in the blink of an eye. When the morning sun rose, Lin Feng only felt his face was wet. After slowly opening his eyes, he realized that he was lying in a bush, surrounded by leaves, which were naturally dripping with dew, all sprinkled on his face.

Lin Feng stood up and looked at the place in front of him blankly. This is a mountain range, but where is it?

Jufoshan?

Lin Feng suddenly remembered that he had discussed Buddhism with the Buddha before, so how could he appear here? This is not the mountain range in Jufoshan, because there is no pagoda or temple on the top of the mountain.

But this mountain range is still so familiar. This is obviously the mountain range in Jufoshan, but where is the pagoda?

Lin Feng took a step forward, flew over the top of the mountain, and came to the place where the pagoda was originally, but when he came here, he found that it was already bare, and there was no brick or tile, not even a piece of soil left.

"What happened?" Lin Feng was a little confused. He didn't remember what happened before he fell into a coma.

This time, he fell into a coma without any signs.

"You were chosen by the twelve Buddhas, became the successor of the Buddha, and inherited the Dharma of Ten Thousand Buddhas."

Suddenly, Bing Ling's extremely cold words came to Lin Feng's mind. Hearing these words, Lin Feng's face changed drastically, and the shock was in his heart for a long time.

"I was chosen by the twelve Buddhas and inherited the Dharma of Ten Thousand Buddhas?" Lin Feng couldn't believe that all this happened after he fell into a coma. How could such a simple good thing happen to him casually?

"If you don't believe it, you can wave a fist to see if you have the power of Buddha." Bing Ling's voice came into his ears again, and Lin Feng woke up immediately.

"Hit a punch, good." Lin Feng listened to Bing Ling's words, and clenched his fist in the void. In an instant, a soft Buddhist power gathered on his fist and merged with the power of creation on his fist.

The soft but resolute fist force was manifested this time. Lin Feng's face changed after all. The Ten Thousand Buddhas' Dharma was actually pierced through his body, and the Buddha's Dharma was so powerful that it was unprecedented and unheard of.

"One palm, how powerful is it?" Lin Feng swung this punch out of curiosity, and the light punch hit a mountain. With a loud bang, the entire mountain was cut off and razed to the ground, but it was filled with Buddha's power and Buddha's light on the ground.

"This?" Lin Feng was scared. It was hard to imagine that this was still his punch? The power of this punch was more than twice as strong as before. This was a fist force that only the sixth or even seventh level of the God Emperor could achieve.

"If I had inherited the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Dharma a year earlier, Yan Cangtian would not let me be tyrannical?" Lin Feng thought of the conflict that happened in the War Realm Tunnel. If he had such a strong Buddha's power at that time, why would Yan Cangtian provoke him?

He would have killed him long ago, and it was effortless.

But now that he has passively accepted the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Dharma, his realm has not improved. Not only has it not improved, Lin Feng even feels that he almost fell out of the fifth level of the Divine Emperor. Why is this happening? Lin Feng himself doesn't understand.

"Buddhism is pure, and the Dharma is heavy, so after you inherit the Dharma, some impurities will inevitably be reduced. You are already considered good. In the past, I saw a genius who inherited the Dharma, and he fell directly from the third level of the Divine Emperor to the first level of the Divine Emperor."

"Because you are a spiritual body of creation, you have also been tempered by the flames in the sea of ​​fire, as well as the tempering of my glacier world, and there are no impurities in your body."

"But the Dharma can still remove so many dross, which shows the wonder of the Dharma."

Bing Ling spoke again, and his voice was no longer indifferent, but a little more amazed.

"Bing Ling, have they found you?"