King Nirvana, the senior evil ghost in the Theravada Ghost Tribe, who could even rival immortals and gods, has fallen.
"King Ming."
The leader of the Nirvana clan was shocked and staggered back a few steps. For a moment, he felt that he was not far from death.
What made him even more desperate was that in Wang Fu's hands, the immortal ghost nature was destroyed without any preferential treatment.
Sure enough, the catastrophe is approaching, and nothing can last forever, even as powerful as the ghost of Nirvana, which has begun to depreciate.
"great."
However, the master of Zhenxian Mansion saw a turning point and was able to provoke Wang Fu and Wufa to confront each other, thus creating an opportunity to divert misfortune to the east.
"Wufa, if Wang Fu kills one of your disciples, what do you think?"
Yes, King Nirvana was obviously going to convert to Buddhism, but he was defeated by Wang Fu in the air. What does this mean? Provocation.
No matter how noble and magnanimous a person without hair is, he cannot let this matter go lightly if it involves the dignity of Buddhism.
"Wang Fu, what did you say?"
The man without hair looked at Wang Fu, his eyes passing by the smoke and dust left by the death of King Nirvana, and the smoke gradually disappeared.
"It is said that death is like a lamp going out, and nothing is left after a ghost dies.
If King Nirvana is alive, it is an old antique, a living classic that connects the old era and the new era. Now that it is dead, it is gone.
"Do you know that I am almost blessed to kill you now?"
The hairless man looked in all directions, but he was not looking at the True Immortal Mansion Master and others, but at the empty void.
"All the gods and gods want you to die now. All I have to do is take action and they will all come to your aid."
"What's more, in the secret world, I am more than you are, and I have a Buddhist Sangha, but you are alone."
"I was born to endure the great calamity of heaven and earth, and I have great ambitions to become a Buddha, but you are confused and have no goals."
"I'll save you, there's no doubt about that, right?"
After hearing this, Wang Fu laughed and said, "If that's the case, why haven't you taken action yet?"
"This is what I want you to explain to me."
The hairless man said politely, "What have you prepared for me?"
Hearing this sentence, everyone in Zhou Dynasty pricked up their ears. Could it be that there is still...
"You and I are at different levels and have different views on things, so naturally they are different from this group of... mortal things."
The word "wu" includes practitioners such as the master of the True Immortal Palace and the master of the Dao Palace, as well as big evil ghosts such as the leader of the ghost tribe, etc. People and ghosts are all objects. "Everyone has his own opinion on the same thing."
"In his opinion, this is a siege on you by the spiritual world."
The man without hair pointed at the master of Dao Palace and the master of Zhenxian Palace. The two of them thought, isn't this the case?
"In the eyes of these ghosts, it's just the ghosts taking advantage of human nature to be greedy, and you are killing each other."
The leader of the Nirvana clan and others thought that Wang Fu and the master of the Zhenxian Palace were both strangers, so wouldn't they be killing each other?
"Then there are the immortals and gods. They think they are in a high place and are the driving forces behind this war."
There is nothing to deny that Bird Mother Tian and other gods who were not present were drunk to their core by the Wufa Man.
"As for King Nirvana and others, they are all rotten and dead trees, not worth mentioning."
Having said this, Wufa said seriously, "Only you and I know that the real masterminds of this battle are you and me."
"They are all chess pieces involved. All moves are thought to come from their own ideas, but in fact they are all involuntarily."
"I only saw your arrangements for them, but I didn't see how you prepared to entertain me?"
The hairless man glanced at the faint mark on Wang Fu's palm, "Of course, this is of no use now."
"Wufa, you are so strong that I am ashamed of myself."
When Wang Fu opened his mouth, he actually admitted that he was not as good as the other person.
Everyone around was surprised. Could it be that the Wufa Man was so powerful that even Wang Fu even admitted it verbally?
"This world is nothing more than your dojo. Everyone else is just weeds growing in the rice fields, and so am I."
The hairless man corrected him with a smile, "You are not an ordinary weed."
"Excuse me, but the truth is that this is your home court. I have tried my best to offset some of your advantages." Wang Fu said slowly, "The catastrophe is about to fall, and Buddhism will prosper. This is the general trend.
no one can resist
"You will eventually become a Buddha in the future, and all gods and gods will surrender. This is also destined."
Wang Fu didn't say a word, it was all compliments to Wufa and Buddhism, and his tone did not seem to be hypocritical or sarcastic, but a sincere and sincere statement.
These words reached the ears of many informants and caused waves of commotion.
"Can't figure it out."
The ghost camel looked miserable, with bursts of gray air rising from his head and body, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
After hearing Wang Fu's description, he began to divine, but the future was in chaos and no corresponding scene could be found at all.
He coughed twice and said, "Either Wang Fu is lying, or Buddhism is monopolizing the future.
"There is also a third possibility. In the future, the secrets of heaven have been completely banned, and all the divination and divine secrets have become extinct."
Guishentuo thought of his predecessor, Gui Yuan Sheng, "The great calamity has already enveloped us."
He took out the broken storybook from his arms and watched the old monk preaching at the Matsushita. He had seen this scene countless times.
However, this time, I have a new understanding, "Could this be the story of the future?"
Buddhism prospered, and the story told by the old monk is a past event in the dusty history.
At that time, there will be no practitioners and ghosts, only Buddhism will govern the people and all things in the world. Now everything can only appear in stories and become absurd talk.
How cruel!
Yunzhong Taoist Palace...
Sikong Qiuxuan's limbs were broken, and he looked at Fu Ruyi slumpedly with his hands spread out for divination, coughing non-stop.
"Can't see, can't see anything?
Fu Ruyi's body was steaming with blood mist, and his eyes were red, "There will be no influence of Buddhism in the future, not at all."
"Wang Fu can't talk nonsense, he is reminding us."
"By the way, where are the immortals and gods? Why are there no traces?"
Originally, there was a destined catastrophe in the future when heavenly ghosts would come to the world, and the divine masters and dreamers were cautious and did not dare to predict it easily.
But with Wang Fu's reminder, they all knew the status of Buddhism and tried to pry into it.
As a result, although there was no great calamity, there were not even traces of Buddhism.
"Are we surrendering to Buddhism?"
Quemutian, Mahakala, Ziwuxian and other gods and gods were shocked and angry when they heard Wang Fu's assertion about the future.
"Is he going to step in for the hairless again and hold his bald head up so high?"
To this day, ghosts, gods and immortals have fallen one after another, but even if they die, they cannot surrender.
As a lofty immortal god, surrendering is humiliating, and it is an unacceptable result. If there is such a day, I would rather die.
"I can not hear."
Di Tingtian shrugged helplessly, "The future will be all Sanskrit singing, it has been monopolized by Buddhism, and there is no trace of it for you or me."
This is very serious. If Buddhism can cut across the future and the present, it must have mastered great power over them.
"If it is as Wang Fu said, those without hair are the biggest threat?"
No, no, it's very possible that this is Wang Fu's deliberate instigation, so we can't believe it easily.