Everyone looked at Wang Fu, and this idea suddenly came to their minds.
The achievement of the true Buddha ushered in the official prosperity of Buddhism. Now the Nine Heavens have collapsed, and all the remaining ones have taken refuge.
The only remnant, Wang Fu, is now also plagued by many calamities and is gradually heading towards destruction.
The catastrophe of the heavenly ghost coming to the world is unknown. How long it will last, but it is conceivable that it will not stop unless Wang Fu himself is eliminated. "Wang Fu, Wang Fu, was once a proud man, but now...
"
Many old monks sighed. They were all seniors and had witnessed the era when Wang Fu was extremely talented.
Once upon a time, Wang Fu suppressed an era, and countless extremely powerful people had no choice but to live under him in depression.
Not long ago, the Nine Heavens he led was the life and death enemy of Buddhism.
A person who so forcefully separated the past from the present is now inevitably on the verge of destruction.
"Is there such a possibility that the great catastrophe of demons destroying the world is precisely to eliminate Wang Fu?"
A conclusion was thrown out from the crowd, which immediately attracted the attention of countless people, and speculations emerged one after another.
"It's really possible."
The Bodhisattva of the Tenth Level snorted in dissatisfaction, and his whispers were immediately wiped away.
The Great Tribulation of the World is the orthodox place where Buddhism thrives. How can it be interpreted as coming specifically to destroy Wang Fu?
Is it possible to admit that the entire Buddhist sect is not worth the blessing of a king?
"
The Bodhisattvas of the tenth level looked at the true Buddha again, and saw that the Buddha's light was shining all over the empty and desolate battlefield, descending on the dilapidated and collapsed spiritual mountains, and then spreading outwards, penetrating into countless Buddha lands, and receiving blessings from hundreds of millions of Buddhist temples and monasteries.
With a single thought of the true Buddha, it spreads throughout the three realms. This is where the great power of supernatural powers lies.
He opened his eyes and formally landed on Wang Fu. Seeing that he was still alive, he sighed and shook his head.
"Wang Fu, your obsession is too deep, and the calamity fire is not enough to refine it. It is very sad."
Wang Fu responded, "I'm too strong. There have been disasters in this world, but they can't destroy me. What can I do?"
"True Buddha, you have achieved an unprecedented level, far above the immortals and gods. Is there any way you can help me?"
The real Buddha smiled gently and said, "As you asked, it really is true."
"I know that no matter whether you are a human or a Buddha, you can't change your habit of adding insult to injury. Come on, let me see."
The real Buddha was not angry after hearing this. He pointed at the fat monk and said, "Future Buddha, this matter will still fall on you."
The fat monk pointed at his nose and said, "Buddha, my ability is limited, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."
Now that he has become a true Buddha, his position is awkward and he has no time to hide, so how can he stand out so hard?
By the way, Buddha is the one who really talks about things. He, the future Buddha, haha
"In the whole world, who else but you can destroy Wang Fu?"
The real Buddha pressed his palms to signal the other person to stop talking and listen attentively to what he said.
He turned to Wang Fu and said, "By the way, Fat Monk is also your descendant by blood."
This sentence is like a heavy stone falling into water, causing countless splashes.
The Bodhisattvas of the Ten Grounds, the Eight Heavenly Kings, the Lords of Heaven, etc. all focused their attention on the fat monk. When they looked at Wang Fu, he didn't look like him at all! The fat monk panicked and hurriedly explained, "Buddha, you are joking.
Who doesn’t know that Wang Fu has no descendants?”
As we all know, although Wang Fu fell in love with Yu Yi'er back then, they had no children or descendants.
Wang Fu stared at the real Buddha with strange eyes, showing an expression of sudden enlightenment.
"That's true, but back then Wang Fu had an older brother and a younger sister. Their descendants were very prolific."
The fat monk's eyes were shocked. He looked at Wang Fu again. Could it be that the other person was his great-uncle?
"Yes, we are related by blood. This is the last move I have prepared for you."
"Fat Monk, in addition to being an ambush for you Tusitatian, he is also the backup plan I prepared for you."
"Wang Fu, this trick is hidden under the opponent's nose. I learned it from you."
At this moment, the true Buddha showed a smile of success, "No one in the world can destroy you, but there is another level of the great catastrophe of annihilation, called the blood catastrophe."
"The closest relatives are connected by blood, and misfortunes and blessings depend on each other. When one is prosperous, both are prosperous, and when one is harmed, both are harmed."
The fat monk was horrified by what he heard. He realized that the situation was not good, so he took a few steps back and held his back with one hand.
"Future Buddha, stand firm."
It turned out to be the Bodhisattva of the Tenth Level, who stopped behind him without the need for the real Buddha to signal.
"Ha ha!"
Wang Fu suddenly laughed and said, "Under this appearance of righteous words, the most sinister and vicious thoughts of time are hidden, which is the essence of a true Buddha." "Little fat man, don't hesitate, be obedient."
"Remember, this is my destiny and has nothing to do with you."
The fat monk had countless thoughts and emotions rolling through his mind. In the end, he couldn't help but clasped his hands together and said, "Sin, sin."
The true Buddha has a majestic appearance, and his billions of faces are integrated without any flaws. The soft Buddha light surrounds and slowly rotates. "Future Buddha, I will give you the opportunity to kill Wang Fu and destroy this Buddha's enemy."
The Bodhisattva of the Tenth Level whispered behind his ear, "Future Buddha, you are the first of the future Thousand Buddhas and the future master of Buddhism. For the sake of the overall situation, please take action and kill the Buddha's enemy Wang Fu."
Looking around, the quicksand monk, lotus monk, half monk, etc. all looked at the fat monk with complicated expressions.
At this moment, the fat monk truly felt the torment and immersion in the sea of suffering in the world.
Even if you are on a boat, how can you escape from the sea of suffering?
"I see."
The fat monk slowly stepped forward and walked in front of Wang Fu. Beneath him was the Class A extending from the boat that crossed the tribulation, and all kinds of tribulations were not added to him.
"coming."
Wang Fu's voice came out from the earth, fire and wind and water that had been transformed by countless calamities, and it was calm without any fluctuation.
Listening to the voice, the fat monk thought of Wang Fu's illustrious statement and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Little fat man, what are you still doing in a daze? Do it quickly."
In a daze, the fat monk saw a person smiling gently at him. Although he was unfamiliar, the feeling he brought was extremely friendly.
"The future is left to you."
The fat monk's heart felt warm, and he subconsciously raised his hand and pushed forward.
There was a slight sound of bubbles bursting in my ears, and in an instant, the calamity was shattered, revealing Wang Fu's figure.
"goodbye."
Wang Fu smiled at him, all kinds of disasters were extinguished, and his back began to fade away.
"Good!"
The sound of the Buddha's trumpet, like a bell or a bell, rang in the fat monk's ears, "The enemy of the Buddha has been destroyed, and your merits have been completed."
The fat monk thought to himself, he just killed his ancestor, now you tell me that your merits are perfect.
"As soon as the fat monk enters Buddhism, everything becomes empty, blood and family ties are empty. What's more, Wang Fu is the enemy of Buddha. Killing him will be an immeasurable merit." The fat monk remained silent for a long time.
After Wang Fu's death, the calamities did not stop and were still raging in the world.
Outside the boat that was crossing the tribulation, the power of the tribulation turned into waves, and the waves beat violently, shocking everyone on the boat out of their wits.
The bridge between heaven and earth was also raised and lowered by the rising sea of calamity, but it could never be submerged.
"Um?"
The Buddha looked in a certain direction and asked, "Are there really ghosts in the sky?"
In the direction of the horizon, a body slowly emerged, with a huge head that lifted the sky and the earth ten times.