Chapter 990: Transformation Into Buddha

For a time, monks from the Faxing Sect, Faxiang Sect, Tiantai Sect, Huayan Sect, Zen Sect, Vinaya Sect, and Tantric Sect all went to the Pure Land Sect to investigate the situation. Naturally, no one was more shocked than the monks of the Pure Land Sect. The two sages and more than twenty return-to-truth monks from the Pure Land Sect appeared one after another. They watched dumbfoundedly as the small world of the Pure Land opened with a rumble. At the same time, they also felt that the small world of Pure Land was beginning to move closer to the core of the large world of Buddhism.

In just a dozen breaths, the two mainstream branches of Buddhism, Tantric Buddhism and Zen Buddhism, were left behind, becoming the one closest to the core among the many small worlds in the big Buddhism world. At the same time, the magnificent power of will created the world in the small world of the Pure Land, creating mountains, rivers, sky and grasslands. The images of the Pure Land recorded by Zhang Jun in the "Sutra of Infinite Light in Rebirths" are all truly presented to everyone, and they are exactly the same.

This is created by the wishes of more than 60 million Pure Land Buddhist believers. Their spiritual power will act on the small world of Pure Land, transforming it into the Pure Land blueprint designed by Zhang Jun.

"The Small Pure Land World has reopened! The Small Pure Land World has reopened!" The monks of the Pure Land Sect were surprised and happy, cheering, and many of them cried bitterly.

A sage figure suddenly said "Hey" and said, "No! Look, this little world seems to have an owner!"

It turns out that since the small world of Pure Land was opened up, it has not been able to find a real inheritor until it gradually declined. I don’t know how many Buddhist masters wanted to become the masters of the small world of Pure Land, but they all failed. There is no other reason. The core spiritual field of this small Pure Land world is a quasi-Daluo-level spiritual field. In addition, throughout the ages, there are a total of forty-seven emperor-level powers of the Pure Land Sect who have integrated their spiritual fields into it, and finally formed A joint realm composed of forty-eight powerful spiritual realms, the small world of Pure Land.

Strictly speaking, the Pure Land Small World has transcended the scope of the Small World, and is between the Small World and the Big World. But because it belongs to the big world of Buddhism, it can only be called a small world.

The process of establishing the Pure Land Sect lasted for more than an hour. At this time, all the leaders of the eight Buddhist sects in the Middle Earth were present. Zen Master Huan Kong, Fa Xing Sect Master Nagarjuna, Fa Xiang Sect Master Huizhao, Tiantai Sect Master Yi Nian, Huayan Sect Master Xuanzang, Lu Sect Master Nanshan, Tantric Master Huoyun, etc. all came to watch the ceremony.

Zen Master Huankong clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name loudly, saying, "Excellent! The Pure Land Sect has revived. This is a blessing for Buddhism!"

Master Yi Nian smiled "haha" and expressed his inference: "I don't think this is the handiwork of the Pure Land Sect brother."

Sun Xiaochan showed up at some unknown time. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Zhang Jun is the only one who can do this. A few days ago, he went to Indochina to investigate the Apocalypse cult there. He didn't expect to get results so quickly."

"I can't figure it out!" Master Xuanzang of the Huayan Sect shook his head, "How could he reopen the Pure Land Sect after just returning to his true nature? And if you look at this situation, the Pure Land Sect has firmly surpassed our sect. No one except the great master can do this. What a means!”

Master Nanshan of the Vinaya Sect snorted unconvincingly: "Unless Amitabha Buddha comes in person, even if all of us join forces, we will not be able to create such power!"

Before he finished speaking, a bell rang from the depths of the Buddhist world, and everyone's eyes suddenly widened. Zen Master Huankong said "Ouch" and said: "Is this the bell coming from the Daleiyin Temple in the deepest part of the Buddhist world? What big event happened, how could this bell ring?"

All the great powers were also surprised and doubtful. They must know that since the founding of the Buddhist world, this bell has only rung three times, and every time something big happened. When the bell rang for the first time, the Buddha died. The bell rang for the second time because Buddhism flourished in China. When the bell rang for the third time, mankind entered the Age of Ending Dharma.

Now that the bells of Daleiyin Temple are ringing, what earth-shattering events will happen?

At this time, the Buddha above Zhang Jun's head in front of the Shwedagon Pagoda raised his right index finger slightly and nodded towards Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun immediately vibrated the Dao Fetus, and 5.5 billion divine thoughts rushed out of the Dao Fetus, and instantly entered the center of the small world of Pure Land.

All the great powers saw a piece of golden light falling down, condensing into the image of Zhang Jun.

"Eh? Is this Zhang Jun's clone? He obviously didn't appear as a saint, so how could he be a clone?" All the Buddhist cultivators were shocked and their eyes widened.

Sun Xiaochan was thoughtful, then suddenly smiled and said, "The Buddha is about to appear!"

The monks were shocked, and then they arranged their clothes one after another. Some monks even combed their beards carefully, and then they all stood in two rows respectfully, looking longingly into the depths of the world.

"Sun Xiaochan, are you sure?" Master Nanshan asked him in a trembling voice. "Sakyamuni" is a respectful title for Sakyamuni, but the Buddha mentioned here is the will of the great world born in the great world of Buddhism. It is on the same level as the God of heaven preached by Western religions. The will of the Buddhist world is equal to that of the Buddha, so it is no wonder that practitioners are so nervous and looking forward to it.

Even if they listen to one word or sutra preached by the Buddha, it will be a great blessing and boundless good fortune, which they can only dream of in ten lifetimes.

Sun Xiaochan also stood obediently in the two rows. He squinted his eyes and thought: "The bell of Daleiyin Temple rang earlier, so naturally something big was going to happen. You see, now that Zhang Jun has reopened the Pure Land, this must be a sign of the revival of our Buddhism. , this is immeasurable merit, the Buddha will naturally come out to reward him."

"What's the reward?" The cultivators asked nervously and excitedly, their hearts beating wildly.

Sun Xiaochan shrugged: "How do I know what the Buddha is thinking? Just look down!"

After Zhang Jun's clone manifested the Pure Land, he looked at himself in surprise, touching his hands and shaking his legs, feeling strange and fun. He found that his thoughts were divided into two, one in the original Buddha and the other in the Pure Land.

Then he saw from a distance that all the great Buddhists were looking at him with complicated expressions, so he wanted to go over and say hello. At this moment, the sky sounded thunderous, and there was a shadow of a goddess dancing and scattering flowers, and then billions of golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and the shadows of the eight heavenly dragons also appeared to protect the left and right.

A shadow of the Buddha, seemingly far and near, slowly appeared in front of him. Zhang Jun looked closely and found that this shadow was slightly different from the shadow of the Buddha's eye relic, and the momentum was even more magnificent.

"You reopened the Pure Land, with immeasurable merits, and are named Amitabha!" After the Buddha finished speaking, a golden cloud fell, and Zhang Jun put on a Buddhist robe. At the same time, a vast and boundless force poured into his body, and a relic with seven orifices and eight holes, shining with golden light, appeared in his brain. This relic could receive and process the wishes of hundreds of millions of believers, which was equivalent to the "godhood" possessed by the Taichu Divine Body.

As soon as the golden relic appeared, a lotus mark appeared between his eyebrows, a nine-grade lotus platform appeared under his seat, and a circle of bright light appeared behind his head, illuminating the world in all directions. As soon as he came out in this outfit, the cultivators over there had already prostrated themselves on the ground: "Greetings to the Buddha, greetings to Amitabha!"

Especially the cultivators of the Pure Land Sect, tears welled up in their eyes, and they were so excited that they wanted to hug Zhang Jun's thighs immediately.

Zhang Jun was stunned. He became Amitabha? Isn't Amitabha the incarnation of the Buddha? How could he become himself? He suddenly thought of the Buddha's eye relic, and he immediately understood. He sighed and murmured to himself, "So that's it!"

After Buddha canonized Amitabha, he disappeared. After that, the Pure Land shone brightly, causing a sensation in the wilderness. The great powers of the Apocalypse Religion also sent people to check it out, wanting to know what happened here.

Zhang Jun sat on the lotus platform, he sighed and said, "Buddha, you gave me a left eye at the beginning, and today I give you 5.5 billion divine thoughts. Now we are even, right?"

Another bell rang in the Great Leiyin Temple. Zhang Jun nodded and said with a bitter face, "I thought I had picked up a great bargain, but now it seems that I have lost money!" After the words fell, the connection between the clone and the original gradually disappeared, and gradually no longer belonged to him. Strictly speaking, this clone has nothing to do with Zhang Jun anymore. He is Amitabha, the domain spirit of the Pure Land small world, and has the strength of a quasi-Daluo.

In front of the Great Golden Pagoda, the shadow of the Buddha above Zhang Jun's head disappeared, and at the same time he felt a force descending from the sky and merging into his divine thoughts. This power was possessed by his previous 5.5 billion divine thoughts. Now the divine thoughts do not belong to him, but the power of the divine thoughts has returned, so it is not too bad.

The monks at the scene were immersed in great joy, and they did not even know that Zhang Jun had quietly left the scene. The moment after Zhang Jun left, a person wearing Buddhist robes and sitting on a lotus platform appeared in the original seat, who looked exactly like him. It was Amitabha.

Zhang Jun left, and Amitabha took over and continued to chant, saying that the sky was full of flowers, the ground was surging with divine light, and even the birds in the forest and the beasts in the mountains came to listen to the sutra.

Zhang Jun did not actually go far. He stared at the quasi-Daluo-level domain spirit who looked exactly like him, but was not himself. Amitabha also nodded slightly to him, with a smile in his eyes, very friendly.

At this moment, a road paved with pure white light descended from the sky. A young man, who was so handsome that he could not be described, walked down step by step, and a white lotus bloomed under his feet with every step. As soon as he appeared, the sun in the sky was no longer bright, and everyone felt a huge sense of oppression.

Amitabha smiled and stood up, saying: "It turned out to be the prince of the Taichu clan. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. What are you doing here?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and said: "You actually know this prince. Are you Zhang Jun?"

Zhang Jun frowned slightly, thinking who this guy is? Why is he looking for me? Then he observed with the Buddha's eyes and felt that the realm of this young man should be stronger than Hu Laosan, but he has not reached the realm of quasi-Daluo.

"Awesome! This person has taken two steps towards quasi-Daluo or even further!" Then he sneered again, gloating, "But it's still a blind dog thing, that's not me!"

"I'm not Zhang Jun." Amitabha answered honestly.

"It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. It's a capital crime to preach in a place covered by the glory of Apocalypse. You will die!" The young man said coldly. He decided the life and death of others with just one sentence. Then he raised his hand and pressed it on the top of Amitabha's head.

In the distance, three white young men excitedly watched the young man with the Taichu Divine Body take action. They were the founders of the Apocalypse cult. The blond young man clenched his fists and said viciously: "Kill him, kill him quickly!"

They spread rumors and visited the prince. It took a lot of effort to create the current situation. At this moment, they are excited and satisfied. They just hope that the prince can kill Zhang Jun in one fell swoop.

But they were wrong, so wrong!

Zhang Jun watched all this happen with an expression of watching a good show, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and said word by word: "Idiot!"