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 slap.
"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, and after chanting it dozens of times in a row, 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 stretched out his hand to touch 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 your wishes?" After that, he rubbed his hands a few times, and the misty white light disappeared from him.
It flowed away through 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 all of them were absorbed by the Tao Fetus. This was a pure energy that could strengthen his spiritual mind. It was probably his
Twice the energy of all spiritual thoughts. Absorbing this energy in an instant, he looked at Amitabha in shock, and the other person actually blinked at him.
Zhang Jun's expression was very strange. How could this person's method of doing things be so similar to his own? Moreover, he was given such a big benefit but asked for nothing, as if he was intentionally trying to help him.
While he was thinking, Amitabha had already interrupted the legs and feet of Prince Taichu, and then sat under his buttocks and continued to preach. The eyes of the three founders of the Apocalypse cult almost popped out of their heads. They knew they had encountered a ruthless person, so they did not look back.
He turned around and ran away, not even paying attention to 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 will 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. It was a great blessing that he was willing to help three times, 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 divine thoughts one after another, and sent them into the consciousness of everyone on the Indochina Peninsula to help them practice. After doing this, he
He stayed for another half month. Throughout the Indochina Peninsula, more than 500 million believers chanted sutras day and night, which divided his spiritual thoughts into ten and began to absorb more vows.
He could clearly feel that about half of the mental energy absorbed by his spiritual thoughts was transferred to Amitabha through the mysterious connection between the deity and his clone, while the remaining half was completely absorbed by his spiritual thoughts. This
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 was not a bad thing. And with the help of the nourishment of more than 500 million believers, his divine will will become stronger and stronger. And a
Over the course of several months, Amitabha Buddha absorbed a massive amount of aspiration power and became even more profound and unfathomable.
After one month, the Tao embryo 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 Tao is above all laws, and it is against all laws."
The sky is moving, and it cannot be protected without great merit. Please go to Daleiyin Temple to show your holiness."
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. The Great Leiyin Temple is so big that it can accommodate many small worlds. It is boundless. The Buddha is sitting cross-legged in the void.
Without saying a word or moving, the Buddha was surrounded by countless phantoms of gods, immortals, arhats, and bodhisattvas.
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 soul to generate wisdom. In the Tao womb, a thunderous sound of "boom boom" was heard, and then with lightning speed, a "boom" broke through, and a divine light was as bright as a galaxy.
Generally speaking, it rises into the sky and condenses into the shape of Zhang Jun. This is his dharma of heaven and earth and the foundation of the great road.
However, his avenue has many impurities. It is not pure, let alone perfect. It is a defective avenue. Even so, it is still very powerful. Zhang Jun clearly feels that his strength has exceeded 400 million kilograms, soaring rapidly.
to one billion pounds.
As soon as the great road appeared, the spiritual thoughts entrusted in the consciousness of the believers in Indochina returned to his body one after another. Immediately, an aura that dominated the world and surpassed all laws was generated in his heaven and earth. In an instant, he felt that the heaven and earth were against each other.
He was full of hostility, and a boundless will to destroy locked his soul and avenue.
"Oops!" Zhang Jun was startled, "What's going on?"
"It doesn't matter, 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 force of will. The light was as bright as the scorching sun, and rushed into Zhang Jun.
The law of heaven and earth merges with it.
In an instant, the world no longer rejected him, and the feeling of terror completely disappeared. He also discovered that the number of divine thoughts had returned to more than fifty-six trillion, and due to the sufficient energy obtained, it was divided into ten, becoming
It has become more than 560 trillion ways. With a thought of his, every thought can manifest into a clone.
The feeling after the manifestation was very strange, as if he suddenly had more than 560 trillion brains, each of which could think independently, but were perfectly unified.
After Amitabha Buddha disappeared, a white lotus bloomed in the center of the small Pure Land world. In the lotus, a big-bellied Maitreya sat cross-legged.
"Future Buddha!" Zhang Jun was dumbfounded. So, his previous "acting" of Amitabha was just too much?
While he was wondering, the great world of Buddhism shook with a "rumbling", and a gentle force sent him out of the great world. He couldn't figure it out, shook his head and returned directly to Tianxing Kingdom. Anyway, he made a lot of money this time.