When Wu Ming heard the words of Buddha Wutian, his heart clicked, as if lightning had struck him.
What a joke, inheriting the mantle of Wutian Buddha and taking charge of the lineage of Black Buddha is an endless pursuit of death.
At the first moment, Wu Ming thought that Wutian Buddha was going to run away. Just like a certain master named Li, when he saw that something was wrong, he would throw away the burden and run away. As the successor of his mantle, he was the scapegoat.
"The demonic Buddha lineage is naturally at odds with Buddhism. Buddha Wutian can't stand it anymore. I can't take the blame!" Wu Ming's face changed, and he quickly sent a message to Buddha Wutian, saying: "Buddha
, This is not what we discussed, please don’t hurt me!”
"I will not harm you. Today, the lineage of Demon Buddha has reached the critical point of life and death. I am not sure of surviving the disaster. In order to prevent my hard work from going to waste, I will open a channel for you and let you take it with you.
My mantle is gone, keeping the last trace of fire." Wutian Buddha said this, and Wu Ming became even more worried.
Wutian Buddha would fail. He had this idea for a long time, but he didn't expect that the other party would prepare for the rainy day so early.
To put it mildly, this is to pass on the fire from generation to generation, to prevent the lineage of Demon Buddha from being wiped out. To put it badly, this is to be cowardly before fighting. Even Buddha Wutian does not think highly of himself, so why should everyone believe that this battle can be won.
Wu Ming found that he was stumped. If he didn't agree to the other party's request, Wutian might not promote him.
But agreeing to it is equivalent to being dumped as a hot potato. If a Buddhist expert knows that the demon Buddha may still be in his hands, he will probably be hunted down.
As if he saw Wu Ming's hesitation, Wutian Buddha spoke calmly and said: "I have an innate magic weapon called the Nine-Rank Black Lotus, which is both offensive and defensive and has endless magical uses. I cannot escape the disaster this time, and I am destined to die.
You can also take this ninth-grade black lotus platform away with you. As long as you remember today’s promise and spread my orthodoxy in the future, our deal will be considered completed.”
The nine-grade black lotus of Wutian Buddha is similar to the nine-grade golden lotus of Tathagata Buddha. They are both the best magic weapons in the world.
Wu Ming was excited. He only had one innate spiritual treasure in his hand, which was the offensive Sanso Gourd. He really lacked a protective treasure. And more importantly, after becoming the Great Luo Jinxian, he would have to face the corpse-killing corpse.
He has reached the realm of a saint. Whether he has enough innate magic weapons to kill the three corpses will also determine whether he can go further in the future.
Stronger than Zhen Yuanzi and Kunpeng, both use two innate magic weapons to kill corpses, and the third corpse can only be chopped off with magic power. Wu Ming wonders if there is a shop after this village where he can get an innate magic weapon.
, and the road to sanctification will be smoother.
"Why me?" Wu Ming admitted that he was greedy, but he didn't want to be a fool and couldn't help asking his doubts.
Buddha Wutian held the flower and smiled, as if he had truly realized compassion, and said with a smile: "You are the most suitable candidate, more suitable than the demon generals under me and the casual cultivators who have taken refuge in me. Moreover, you have a noble status, even the two saints of the West.
I owe you a favor, Buddhism cannot kill you all. As long as you don’t die, there is always hope. I only hope that the lineage of demons and Buddhas will not be extinguished, and you can do this."
Inheriting the mantle was not an accidental idea of Buddha Wutian, but a careful consideration.
On the one hand, the demon sect generals have a rebellious character, and Wutian is worried that after his death, these subordinates have other ideas. On the other hand, the casual cultivators he relies on are unreliable, and the people in heaven cannot be trusted. After all, Wu Ming is the most suitable.
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Wu Ming can inherit his own ideas without making too many changes, abandoning his own Demonic Buddha system.
Only by meeting the above points can we be the suitable candidate for Wutian Buddha. Wu Ming happens to have all these conditions, so it would be unreasonable not to choose him.
"I will not participate in the final battle, and I will take two people away." Wu Ming gave his final condition after careful consideration.
Buddha Wutian nodded lightly and had no objection to this, and replied: "I can agree to your request. As long as you swear to the way of heaven, I will not only help you achieve the Daluo state, give you the ninth-grade black lotus, but also give you the ninth-grade black lotus today."
I can let you leave."
"I, Wu Ming, swear to the way of heaven that as long as what Buddha Wutian says is true, I will protect the inheritance of the Demon Buddha lineage."
Wu Ming swore to the sky, his voice reaching into the sky.
The next second, dark clouds filled the sky, and a purple thunder flashed past.
Unknowingly, Wu Ming and Wutian Buddha had an indescribable feeling in their hearts, as if they had an extra connection with each other. If they violated it, something bad would happen.
"Wu Ming, from now on, your Dharma name is Wujie, and you will pass on the mantle of my Wutian Buddha. After the calamity, you will take charge of the Black Buddha lineage... take up the cassock!"
Wutian Buddha turned his left hand and projected his black cassock and Zen staff directly towards Wu Ming.
Wu Ming spread his hands, and the cassock was draped directly on his body. There was a Zen staff in his right hand, and a black alms bowl in his left hand.
This black alms bowl is not a real alms bowl, but a ninth-grade black lotus.
After handing over his enlightenment magic weapon, Wutian Buddha's face turned pale, and the Buddha's light behind him shook. Fortunately, this was the quasi-sage who beheaded the two corpses, and his cultivation was equivalent to that of Tathagata Buddha, so he was not put on the spot
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
"See the Buddha without precepts..."
Among the people watching the ceremony, following the gaze of Buddha Wutian, some people finally couldn't help but knelt on the ground.
With this beginning, more and more people knelt down to worship, just like dominoes, falling in groups.
In the end, even the demon generals in high positions knelt down on one knee unwillingly and respectfully called the Buddha Wujie.
...boom...
When Buddha called out, there was a bang in Wu Ming's mind, as if something exploded.
In an instant, he seemed to see a giant Buddha holding flowers and smiling in the dark, and the face on the Buddha's head was clearly his own.
Like sea water flowing backwards, an incomparable force rushed from under the nine heavens and rushed directly into Wu Ming's mind.
This is a very complicated thought, including crying for rain, a long-cherished wish for a child, and a request to pray to Buddha for peace.
Wu Ming felt as if he had become the receiver of divine thoughts. Countless thoughts were coming from countless worlds, just like there were billions of sentient beings lying in his ears, speaking their innermost thoughts to him.
However, this is not the loudest sound, there is a sound even louder than this.
He just heard that in countless worlds, countless people were chanting the name of Buddha, and each word of Buddha formed a kind of substantial power that was blessing his body.
Buddha, Buddha, Buddha...
Thousands of Buddha characters are thousands of blessings.
Wu Ming took a deep breath, and the Buddha's light naturally appeared behind his head. His strength also soared with the blessing, and reached a critical point in the blink of an eye.
"Boom!"
There was a soft sound in my mind, and the world looked completely different when I looked at it again.
There are countless kinds of spells that can be mastered by anyone without a teacher, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling comes to my heart.
Great freedom, great freedom, great liberation, great happiness.
Feeling the joy in his heart, Wu Ming knew that he had been promoted successfully. After all, he had the memory of Ancestor Hongyun and was very familiar with the realm of Da Luo Jinxian.
The body has its own cycle, just like having an inner world that provides its own consumption.
Wu Ming instinctively realized that even if he didn't eat or drink, he could still maintain his own consumption. Even the magical passage method confirmed his heart. Even in a world with conflicting rules, his own magic would not disappear. The surroundings
All laws will change because of themselves.
"All time and space, eternal freedom, so this is what it means!" Wu Ming exhaled and slowly opened his eyes.
Since being promoted to Daluo, the concept of time and space has become indifferent to him. Wu Ming feels that even if he goes to a world that does not recognize immortality, he can still exert 80% of his strength.
Likewise, he could see an inconspicuous little black dot in his soul that was constantly receiving information.
Wu Ming sensed it carefully and found that it was his bounty hunter system, a little thing that he had never noticed before, but it was particularly conspicuous at this moment.
"It acts directly on the soul and can also receive signals. System, are you considered a technological device?" Looking at the black spots in his soul, Wu Ming asked silently in his heart.
"Ding dong... Congratulations to the host, for achieving the status of Daluo Jinxian, and automatically being promoted to an elder member of the Bounty Hunter Guild."
"Ding dong... Congratulations to the host, you have unlocked new permissions. You can formulate medium and low-level tasks by yourself and issue them to low-level guild members. If you have any questions, please go to the headquarters for consultation. The headquarters address is:."
"Ding dong... Congratulations to the host. You are the 7489th. You have obtained the elder level authority. The Bounty Hunter Guild welcomes you. I wish you a pleasant journey."
Three consecutive system prompts resounded in Wu Ming's mind, giving three very interesting pieces of information.
First of all, if you achieve Daluo Jinxian, you will automatically become a guild elder and have the right to issue tasks.
The second is the number of elders. There are actually 7,489. This number is really huge.
Finally, the system gave information about the bounty hunter headquarters, a place that had never been mentioned before.
It seems that in the bounty hunter guild, the levels are really clear. If you are not at a certain level, you don't even know where you belong.
"You have received the message, right? This is the power of incense and the appeal of believers. It is a very magical thing.
It can help you strengthen your soul, but it can also pollute your heart, so although incense is good, it should not be overabsorbed. Occasionally giving miracles to believers can help consolidate their faith. If you are too lazy to care about it, just let them develop on their own.
." Wu Ming's silence, in the eyes of Wutian Buddha, was that he had received the believers' prayers. He was obsessed with it for a while and couldn't help but give a few warnings.
Wu Ming shook his head twice, put down the system matters temporarily, and said with a smile: "The magical way of incense can connect countless worlds and see the desires of countless believers. It is a good thing to relieve boredom. But these believers
, they shouldn’t be from our lineage of demons and Buddhas, we don’t seem to be that strong.”
"Haha..." Buddha Wutian smiled without saying a word and nodded enigmatically.