Chapter 991 Zhang Jun Shows His Divine Power

Chapter 991 Zhang Jun appears as a saint

Before Prince Taichu's palm could reach the top of Amitabha's head, his vision blurred. Somehow, he was picked up by Amitabha and slapped with a big hand.

"Pa! I said it's not Zhang Jun, I said it's not Zhang Jun, I'm not Zhang Jun, I'm not Zhang Jun..."

Every time he chanted it, he slapped him. After chanting it dozens of times, the prince's white teeth were all knocked out. He was ashamed and hurt and roared: "I will kill you!"

"What? You want to kill me?" Amitabha looked startled, then reached out and touched Taichu Prince's body, causing him to scream "Wow!" with a look of horror on his face.

After a moment, he took out a ball of misty white light from the other party and said, "You have no good thoughts in your heart, so how can you be qualified to have it to receive the power of wishes?" After that, he rubbed his hands a few times, and the misty white light came from It flowed away from his fingers, flowed into the ground and disappeared.

Prince Taichu screamed: "My godhead! My godhead!"

Zhang Jun was enjoying himself there when he suddenly saw a few rays of white light jumping up from the ground, rushing into his body from the soles of his feet, and were all absorbed by the Tao Fetus. This is a pure energy that can strengthen his spiritual thoughts, which is about twice the energy of all his spiritual thoughts. Absorbing this energy in an instant, he looked at Amitabha in shock, but the other person actually blinked at him.

Zhang Jun's expression was very strange. How come this person's method of doing things was so similar to his own? And such a big benefit was given without asking for anything, as if it was intended to help himself.

While he was thinking, Amitabha had already interrupted the Taichu Prince's legs and feet, then sat under his buttocks and continued to preach. The three founders of the Apocalypse Cult almost stared out of their eyes. Knowing that they had encountered a ruthless person, they turned around and ran away without looking back, even ignoring the prince.

Zhang Jun thought for a long time, and then he had some calculations in his mind. He thought to himself: "After all, he is my clone. Maybe he can come back one day, but he still needs to have a good relationship." Thinking of this, he secretly sent a message to Amitabha. , "Brother, do you want believers from other countries in Indochina to join in?"

"Good, this can strengthen your spiritual thoughts and help me." Amitabha nodded, "With this friendship, I can help you three times."

Zhang Jun was immediately overjoyed. Amitabha was a quasi-Daluo-level figure. If he was willing to help three times, it would be a great thing, so he agreed without hesitation.

What he had to do next was the same as before. It took him a month to release 500 million spiritual thoughts one after another, and sent them into the consciousness of everyone on the Indochina Peninsula to help them practice. After doing this, he stayed for another half month. Throughout the Indo-China Peninsula, more than 500 million believers chanted sutras day and night, which divided his spiritual thoughts into ten and began to absorb more vow power.

He could clearly feel that about half of the mental power absorbed by his spiritual thoughts was transferred to Amitabha through the mysterious connection between the original deity and his clone, while the remaining half was completely absorbed by his spiritual thoughts. This made him even more confused. Could it be that his previous inference was wrong and that Amitabha was himself?

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. At least having a quasi-Daluo-level backer behind him wasn't a bad thing. And with the nourishment of the wishes of more than 500 million believers, his spiritual thoughts will become stronger and stronger. In one month, Amitabha absorbed a massive amount of wish power and became even more profound and unfathomable.

After one month, the Tao tire vibrated slightly. Zhang Jun knew that his Tao was about to mature, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. At this time, Amitabha appeared directly in his secret realm of Hunyuan and said: "Your way is above all laws and goes against heaven. Unless you have great merit, you cannot protect it. Please go to Daleiyin Temple to manifest your sainthood."

Zhang Jun was stunned: "Go to Daleiyin Temple?"

Amitabha led the way, and in an instant we arrived at the core of the Buddhist world, the Great Leiyin Temple. Daleiyin Temple is so big that it can accommodate countless small worlds. It is boundless. The Buddha is sitting cross-legged in the void, motionless. Around the Buddha, countless phantoms of gods, immortals, Arhats and Bodhisattvas are waiting around.

Seeing the gods and Buddhas filling the sky, Zhang Jun was greatly shocked. He worshiped the Buddha and then asked Amitabha: "Brother, you said that great merit can help me. How can I have great merit?"

"I am your merit." Amitabha smiled slightly.

Zhang Jun was stunned: "How do you say this?"

"You have achieved great merit by achieving five hundred million Buddhas and the small world of the Pure Land; you have achieved great merit by achieving future Buddhas; you have achieved great merit by achieving the great world of Buddhahood." Amitabha Buddha said.

Zhang Jun didn't know what he meant. He still wanted to ask. Amitabha smiled and said: "Hurry up and break through. The good opportunity is about to pass."

Zhang Jun's heart moved, and he immediately mobilized his spirit to generate wisdom. There was a "boom boom" sound of thunder in the Tao womb, and then with lightning speed, it burst open with a "boom" sound, and a divine light, as bright as a galaxy, rose into the sky and condensed into the appearance of Zhang Jun, This is his dharma of heaven and earth, the foundation of the great road.

However, his path is full of impurities. It is not pure, let alone perfect. It is a path with shortcomings. Even so, it was still very powerful. Zhang Jun could clearly feel that its strength had exceeded 400 million kilograms, rapidly soaring to one billion kilograms.

As soon as the great avenue appeared, the spiritual thoughts entrusted in the consciousness of the believers in Indochina returned to his body one after another. Immediately, an aura of dominion over the world and superior to all laws was generated in his dharma of heaven and earth. In an instant, he felt that the world was full of hostility towards him, and a boundless will to destroy locked his soul and avenue.

"Oops!" Zhang Jun was startled, "What's going on?"

"It's okay, I'll help you." Amitabha smiled slightly, and suddenly a red lotus fire burned on his body. His body melted in the fire, and finally turned into a vast and boundless wish power, a bright light like the scorching sun, rushing into Zhang Jun's heaven and earth Dharma, and merging with it.

In an instant, the world no longer rejected him, and the sense of terror completely disappeared. He also found that the number of divine thoughts had returned to more than 56 trillion, and because of the sufficient energy, it was divided into ten, becoming more than 560 trillion. With a thought, each divine thought could manifest into an incarnation.

The feeling after the manifestation was very wonderful, as if he suddenly had more than 560 trillion brains, each brain could think independently, but perfectly unified.

After Amitabha disappeared, a white lotus bloomed in the center of the Pure Land world, and in the lotus, a big-bellied Maitreya sat cross-legged.

"Future Buddha!" ​​Zhang Jun was stunned. In this way, the Amitabha he had "played" before was just an overdose?

He was wondering when the Buddhist world began to rumble and a gentle force sent him out of the world. He couldn't figure out what was going on, so he shook his head and went back to Tianxing Kingdom. Anyway, he had made enough money this time, so he had no regrets.