"Yes, it's an old debt that the Lord of Nine Heavens has been holding back for so many years."
Bodhisattva Lidi said softly, stretched out his hand towards Ruyi Tianjun, "Take it and return it to its original owner."
"I won't give it."
Ruyi Tianjun said, "The longer the debt lasts, the greater the interest. You should understand this truth."
She held up the golden Buddha seal, squinted at the light coming through, and then threw it away.
This throw was not a random throw. The Buddha's seal rolled and fell in the direction of Lingshan. It magnified in the sky and covered an area of ten thousand acres. Seeing this, the monks in Lingshan hurriedly cast spells to save themselves. They chanted sutras and cast spells one by one, just like after dark.
Every house is like a light, shining with various colors of light. However, after all, the Buddha's seal is a Buddhist object, and it will not cause any harm if it falls into the Lingshan Mountain.
When there was a rain of light in the sky, the Buddha's seal blended into it and fell to the ground silently, nourishing all the monks.
The fat monk, the lotus monk, the quicksand monk, including the half-cut monk, etc., all felt the light rain falling from the sky, filled with the blessings of the Buddha. Ugh! It seems that Ruyi Tianjun's action is actually helping Buddhism.
On the spot, there were monks who made breakthroughs on the spot, and their realms were rolling upwards. Fresh promotions to Amosa, Arhat, and Ashutā realms were springing up like mushrooms after a rain.
The fat monk stood still, breaking through the realm in the blink of an eye, and instantly rose to the peak of the Asuda realm.
Lotus Monk and others also entered the country one after another, and Lingshan was full of talents for a while.
The face of Lidi Bodhisattva turned ugly, which was obviously a good thing, but he smelled an ominous aura and felt that a disaster was coming.
In the hostile camp, Ruyi Tianjun cannot help Buddhism for no reason, because that would be siding with the enemy.
The Buddha Seal was originally an old debt owed by the Lord Buddha. I thought that the Lord of Nine Heavens must have some plans to keep it until today.
Originally, the Bodhisattva Lidi had already prepared to take it back at a high price.
But he didn't expect that without him having to worry about it, Lord Ruyi would take action and let the Buddha's seal return to Buddhism and nourish countless monks.
This is precisely the most critical part. The gains and losses caused by the high-level moves cannot be taken at face value. There may be huge hidden dangers hidden under the great scene, which must be guarded against.
"Master Ruyi, if the Lord of the Nine Heavens has any plans, you might as well reveal them directly."
Standing Bodhisattva pointed to the bridge between heaven and earth, "Otherwise, this thing will belong to our Buddhist sect, and you and others will not be able to keep the Tongtian Bang."
Ruyi Tianjun shook his head and said, "The Lord of the Nine Heavens has decreed that the bridge between heaven and earth should be occupied by virtuous people. If you want it, go ahead and get it. I'm afraid you won't be able to move it."
"There is also the Tongtian Bang, which is the key to my establishment of the Nine Heavens. The entire Nine Heavens will defend it to the death."
As soon as he finished speaking, tens of thousands of soldiers in the Nine Heavens camp and the Five Emperors Army committed suicide on the spot, and their souls floated into the Heavenly Ranking.
The weight of tens of thousands of names on the spot offset less than half of the weight of the Buddhist list, curbing the downward trend of the Tongtian list.
Such a tragic scene made all witnesses tremble in their hearts. It was so tragic.
The tens of thousands of soldiers who died did not die in battle, but committed suicide, which means that no Buddhist members are on the list, and only Jiuzhongtian's side has increased its weight. This is the purpose.
On Lingshan Mountain, many monks exclaimed and said it was unbelievable.
Nothing can shock people's hearts and demoralize them more than an enemy who is ready to die.
"The heart of one person is the heart of thousands of people. If heaven and earth have a heart, I, the Nine Heavens, will speak for it."
Lord Ruyi looked at Bodhisattva Lidi and said, "Do you really think that Lord Buddha can control everything with the palm of his hand because of his sophisticated calculations and calculations? You are very wrong."
The standing Bodhisattva wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, and sadness appeared in the corner of his eye.
"I finally understand the Lord Buddha's intention. If we cannot defeat the Lord of the Nine Heavens and disband the Nine Heavens, today's tragedy will never be eliminated." "People in the past will not be able to be liberated if they cannot enter reincarnation."
"We in Buddhism have a long way to go, and the starting point is at our feet, and it lies with you."
He raised his hand and said, "Where is the brave man from my Buddhist sect?"
When Buddhism was spreading the Dharma, there were praises for great wisdom and courage, and the monks and disciples trained took this as a virtue.
Seeing tens of thousands of tragic suicides in the Nine Heavens, Buddhism must not avoid them, but must face them head-on.
After the Bodhisattva Lidi gave the order, determination appeared on the faces of the monks inside and outside Lingshan. There was a moment of commotion, and then changes began to occur.
"Good!"
An old monk sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together. Flames rose up, covering him from head to toe and burning him to ashes.
On the Tongtian List, there is one more name on the list of Buddhists killed in battle, and it is the name of the old monk.
Looking at every corner of the mountain, one by one, monks either set themselves on fire or thrust a knife into their necks, killing themselves one after another.
After tens of thousands of people committed suicide in Jiuzhongtian, Buddhism was not to be outdone, and monks committed suicide one after another, tit for tat, showing no weakness.
One by one, names are on the list. Do quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes? The sinking that was originally stagnant restarted after the weight of each name increased, pulling down inch by inch.
"Master Ruyi, what do you think of my Buddhism?"
Suicide in silence like this was more tragic and more efficient than the previous battle deaths. Countless people had died without a sword fight. The fat monk's eyes were wide open, and there were corpses lying at his feet. His mind was greatly shocked, how could he do this?
Not far away, the flesh and blood of the Lotus Monk's chest was torn apart. He stretched out the tips of his ten fingers and was about to pierce his heart. He hurriedly reached out and opened his hand.
"Are you crazy"
Instead, Lotus Monk blamed him, "I died for Buddhism, why not?"
"Life and death are impermanent, just like a flower that blooms and fades. It will come back one day. If you are too attached to this world, you are not worthy of the name."
The fat monk wanted to persuade him again, but he heard a roar in his ears, but it turned out that the Tongtian Bang was beginning to sink, "You don't have to die."
There was no joy on the Lotus Monk's face, but his hands clasped together, filled with regret.
The fat monk shook his head one after another. He saw the quicksand monk on the side pretending to be gesticulating with a knife on his neck, but he hesitated for a long time. He thought to himself that this was a fellow man, so he stepped forward to say hello.
"Friend, the knife is very heavy, so you should put it down first."
Upon hearing this, Monk Liusha readily agreed, "That's fine."
The thief-loving monk didn't want to die. He was waiting for this opportunity. The fat monk persuaded him and he went downhill.
"Oh, it's tragic. So many people died, but he still committed suicide."
The quicksand monk sighed, "I've known since I was a child that I can't trade at a loss. How come the great Buddhist master doesn't know this truth?"
The fat monk shook his head, "In your eyes, you are losing money, but the elder doesn't think so."
"It's just that the lives of many monks, in the end, are just bets on the gambling table. It's such a pity."
The quicksand monk nodded in agreement, "It's such a pity."
There was also a sigh from the side, "If it weren't for my inconvenience, I would have followed these fellow disciples long ago. What a pity."
Half of the monk was leaning on a big stone nearby, shaking his head and sighing.
The fat monk wanted to pretend to be similar, so he kindly reminded him, "The big rock next to you is hard enough. If you just hit it with your head, you will probably die."
The monk seemed to have just noticed that there was a stone next to him. He thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Thank you for reminding me. I will definitely pay attention to it next time."