Chapter 2536: Green Robes in Life, Black Armor in Death

The Buddha's light dimmed.

The glorious world constructed by Dizang seemed like a torch in the process of being extinguished. That ultimate brilliant light actually fell bit by bit like a wilting flower.

The hundred thousand *li* transcendence battlefield, for a time, was like a dream, like an illusion.

The ancient Huang Quan old dried up, seeming to have abundant vitality – but all vitality was only within the black-robed monk who swallowed all light.

It is an evergreen tree, a golden-bodied cicada, an immortal name, eternal dignity.

In all the dimming images, it alone was brilliant.

The imperial palace pressed upon Huang Quan, and the golden body filled the old gully. Palaces, monks, imperial power, Brahman faith... This brief hold seemed like an eternal scene within the underworld.

The order of the Zhongyang Son of Heaven spread throughout the present world. All who cultivate Chan were without exception shocked!

Previously, the Longfo dynasty's revenge against the Shizun stirred up a great calamity of exterminating Buddhism. The heavens were in chaotic war, and the ten thousand realms killed Chan. At that moment, the great underworld world invested in by the Buddhist sect was directly washed with blood for forty-nine days, leaving almost no remnants. Countless pure lands in the various heavens fell.

It is also because treasure temples still exist in the present world, and incense fire is still transmitted in the demon realm. Claimed as "eternal pure land", "ark of deliverance from hardship". This only continues the incense fire of the Sakyamuni family and preserves the true Buddha inheritance.

So, although the Shizun is dead, the Buddha system still exists.

The Sakyamuni family is still one of the prominent schools in the present world, deeply influencing this world.

But if the Zhongyang Son of Heaven truly stirs up the extermination of Buddhism today, I fear the day the Chan cultivation ends will truly come, and the Buddha system may no longer exist in the present world!

Never before has any era been like today, where the state system is integrated to the greatest extent. One order from the Zhongyang reaches the fields, and one conscription from the Son of Heaven reaches every common person.

The Yong country's one order exhausts ink, the Song country's entire court exhausts Confucians. A Son of Heaven who truly controls military and political power can completely decide the rise and fall of some schools within the country's borders.

And Ji Fengzhou is the Zhongyang Son of Heaven!

Not only is his rule the Zhongyang Empire, which has been prosperous since the first year of Dao Li until now, but it is nominally also the common lord of the world's Dao affiliated countries. His authority is unmatched.

Today, the imperial carriage personally led the expedition, achieving success in one strike. No one can doubt his determination.

This day, all the famous Buddhist sects under heaven, such as suspended temples, Mount Sumeru sealing its mountain, and Xi Yue closing its doors, were silent and did not respond.

The Chan practitioner who escaped from the Zhongyang heavenly prison claims his name is Dizang, wanting to establish reincarnation in the various heavens, create an eternal pure land, and order the three thousand Buddhas in his ideal to descend, ushering in an unprecedented prosperous era for the human world!

His ideal is grand, his layout spans ten thousand ancient times, his compassion is heard by all, and he is indeed the existence in the contemporary world most capable of representing the Shizun. The underworld is all illuminated into a Buddha land by its treasure light.

However, with the vastness of the present world and the wide transmission of Buddhism, once Ji Fengzhou's order was issued, no sutras were recited under heaven!

Heavenly flowers scattered there, golden lotuses surged from the ground, emotions were full, and eyes contained tearful light as Dizang outlined its prosperous era of Buddha transmission on the ground.

In the present world, there were no responders. In the underworld, the various gods were silent.

All support was cut off!

Not a single response was received!

"Could it be that no one in the world believes in the Buddha anymore?" A voice murmured in the dimness.

Another ethereal voice answered: "It is not that no one believes, it is that they cannot hear. Imperial power suppresses all, unrestrained by gods and Buddhas."

"Dizang!" The voice of the Zhongyang Son of Heaven cut off the private talk of the underworld gods: "I want to tell you, Zhongyang has its own law. Escaping from prison adds one grade to your crime. Your group should be executed today!"

Just above the imperial seat, Ji Fengzhou drew his sword and rose: "I still want to tell you what the Shizun is – the Zhongyang Son of Heaven is supreme in the present world!"

His personal sword was given to Yu Que's daughter, Yu Xianyu.

At this moment, he took the Son of Heaven ritual sword. It is often worn during sacrifices and is not truly sharpened.

The Zhongyang Son of Heaven's sword! It dispels cloud qi, raises immortal waves, lowers gods and Buddhas, and clears the underworld!

"Alas!"

The underworld gods looked at each other and sighed, the continuous mountain ranges hidden in the long night.

However, the entire long night sank!

Not only was this old Huang Quan site sinking, and not only was this hundred thousand *li* transcendence battlefield sinking... What was sinking was the entire great underworld world!

How can a transcendence war have battlefield limits? At least the underworld gods whose influence cannot leave the underworld are not qualified to draw lines for this war.

When Ji Fengzhou drew his sword, he directly chopped towards the entire underworld.

If those with great divine power gaze at the universe's qi, they can see the gaps between the present world and the great underworld world. Billions of dragon-snake-like imperial qi, like meridians, are deeply inserted into the great underworld world!

The Zhongyang's grand scene, the first empire in four thousand years.

No matter how it is called "old and decrepit", the Jing country is also the only empire that can truly represent the present world and the human race in the various heavens and ten thousand realms.

This sword is almost the Zhongyang Empire using the power of one country to suppress the entire great underworld world.

The Great Jing dynasty, affiliated with the Zhongyang Dao, its imperial decree makes all submit!

All the underworld gods bowed their heads.

They could only allow that supreme imperial qi to roam like dragon snakes in the vast underworld soil. Unrestrained, patrolling mountains and rivers.

This sword covers and suppresses a world, so Dizang has to receive it, because its body is in this world, and it desires to achieve the great dao with this world. Ji Fengzhou's sword is to break its foundation and cut off its path!

"Sentient beings are bitter!" Dizang's face showed sorrow, its golden body wandered in a dream, and lotus flowers bloomed from its fingers: "Donor bears the responsibility of the world, yet does not save the suffering of sentient beings. Is this also a ruler? What benevolent words!"

One order from the Zhongyang Son of Heaven prohibited the sound of reciting sutras under heaven. But it is impossible to cut off the reverence for the Buddha in everyone's hearts. Nor can it cut off the prayers and hopes of those who worship the Buddha.

Seeking wealth and nobility, seeking the next life, seeking longevity and fortune, seeking descendants, the beautiful dreams of sentient beings, all bloom on Dizang's golden body, all swallowed by the black sludge-like monk's robe.

Open the lotus of sentient beings!

Extreme pure white in extreme filth.

How many sentient beings are there, billions of flowers bloom from the lotus.

Under heaven, all is the king's land, but above the king's land, lotus flowers are exhausted!

Infinite lotus flowers connect endless imperial qi, like a *bi* green sea, swallowing the vast sky and dragon snakes.

The Jing Son of Heaven suppresses with "power", and Dizang resists with "responsibility".

If this confrontation is materialized in the national situation, it is the Jing Son of Heaven mobilizing the troops of the world to march out, while Dizang stirs up rebellion in the hearts of the people, making the emperor responsible for every warrior and every family. Thousands of armies and ten thousand horses in front accumulate power and wait to be sent, while every household in the rear is on fire.

"The human world is a sea of suffering, sentient beings have calamities, the common people are indeed bitter. But relying on reciting sutras and chanting Buddha cannot save anyone."

"Building bridges and paving roads, developing water conservancy, rewarding good and punishing evil, correcting folk customs, eliminating violence and bringing peace, dividing fields, this is for saving the bitter!"

Ji Fengzhou shook his dragon robe, the *liu zhu* swayed, and that upright straight sword went without return: "A prisoner under the steps, also talking about sentient beings!?"

"Under heaven is unified, the six directions are fixed as one, the various heavens are forever peaceful, and there is no war in the world, this is the greatest merit for the present world!"

Inside the Zhongyang great hall, the king rose from his seat, and with the Son of Heaven's long sword, he stabbed down, resisting the lotus on the black-robed monk's fingers!

Outside the Buddha land caged by Dizang's fingers, the black-robed Buddha just lowered its head to overlook, and a section of the sword tip penetrated the gap between its fingers!

Stab, stab, stab!

At this moment, the entire hundred thousand *li* transcendence battlefield, all the dragon snakes, all the lotus flowers, fought and killed each other endlessly. And the continuous god mountains framing this hundred thousand *li* transcendence battlefield also cracked open one after another, and the Son of Heaven's imperial qi and the sentient beings' lotus tore, entwined, and killed!

Drip... Drop!

It seemed like the years' water clock urged people to grow old.

A drop of golden blood bead seeped from Dizang's fingertips.

Round and rolling, golden and brilliant, the fragrance assaulted the nose!

A drop of blood was like a small world. Looking closely inside, golden mist swirled, heavenly flowers gradually declined and withered, billions of years of time seemed to howl in this.

The Jing Son of Heaven, who drove the Three Pure Ones Profound Capital Supreme Emperor Palace, was actually this powerful. He incorporated the powers of the three great heavenly masters and strong troops and generals into his control, grasping national power like a mud pill in his palm, holding the world like a divine sharp tool driving people. His glorious and prosperous place was not inferior to true transcendental beings.

A gap opened in the old site of Huang Quan, and Dizang was actually directly wounded!

Yu Xi, who was inside, finally saw clearly.

With Zong Dezhen's strength again driving the One Truth, why did he suddenly assassinate, and instead was covered by a palm and flattened, unable to stir up half a wave.

Ji Fengzhou's understanding of national power and his grasp of imperial qi were completely beyond imagination. It can be said that he has already reached the limit under the state system. The only thing constraining him is that the Jing country has not yet unified the world, and he is not yet a transcendent Son of Heaven.

He participated in this war with the position of the West Heavenly Master, concerning the heavenly master's heavenly power, concerning the Jade Capital's profound merit, and the Son of Heaven also acted like a hand makes fingers. In battle, it was also like his words in governing politics - if he desires to obtain the world, then nothing in the world cannot be used. Truly an extraordinary generation of heroic lord!

Pity...

The Son of Heaven sought by the Dao pulse to unify the six directions of the Dao country, and the Son of Heaven sought by today's Son of Heaven for the six directions, is the same result, but not the same path.

What the three pulses need is a Son of Heaven who unifies the six directions of the world with the support of the Dao gate, controls the territory, grasps secular power, and enfeoffs the Dao gate as they please.

Today's Son of Heaven's layout is all kinds, aggressive, yet it seems like he first wants to grasp the three pulses in his palm, integrate all powers, and then rectify the world - he has almost taken Jade Capital Mountain.

This kind of path contradiction has already involved a fundamental struggle, reaching an extremely dangerous edge!

The result of this imperial carriage's personal expedition will thoroughly change the court situation.

Of course, he will not expect Ji Fengzhou to be defeated. The majestic Jade Capital Dao system, upright and bright, will naturally not be like Zong Dezhen leading the One Truth, still harming heavenly pride, damaging fellow countrymen, and even having suspicion of betraying the human race outside of ten thousand demons...

Internal struggle of the Dao pulse, the Dao country against the external!

Yu Xi pinched the Dao formula and continued to contribute his power.

Outside the Zhongyang great hall, Dizang looked at its Buddha blood!

To control everything it said, this was also a kind of accident.

It was not angry but joyful at the counterattack of the White Bone. It had indeed underestimated the strength of the Jing Son of Heaven. Of course, the most important thing is that the state system already completely represents this era. Imperial power has overly powerful suppression on the Buddha system, plus so many years of sealing and suppressing, continuously stripping its power through sealing Chan... Years have indeed worn it down too much!

"You are also a first-class king, without equal in the world, ancient and modern. I have also declined to this extent and can actually be wounded by you." Dizang sighed softly, yet so compassionately lifted its Buddha eyes.

Its line of sight lifted from the drop of rapidly dying Buddha blood, like a strip of only remaining fresh fish arching its body on the boundless dying sea surface.

Between heaven and earth was a wave front line, just like this, leaping out of the dead sea and surging forward, covering Ji Fengzhou's body.

The Buddha's eyes gazed at the emperor's eyes: "But what about you?"

This is its blood, its wound scar, and also its trap!

A lotus gives birth to a Buddha's eyes for ten thousand years!

As a drop of Buddha blood perished, Ji Fengzhou saw a lotus seed being born.

The lotus flesh is white, the lotus heart is green.

The lotus heart is black, the lotus shell is black.

Green clothes at birth, black armor at death. So is the lotus seed!

In Dizang's pair of Buddha eyes, the left eye gave birth to a lotus, and the right eye gave birth to death.

This instant inverted cause and effect, making Ji Fengzhou swallow the bitter fruit himself!

"Puff!"

Ji Fengzhou indeed sprayed out a large mouthful of black defeated blood!

Although his sword broke the lotus flower on Dizang's fingertips, he immediately retreated afterwards!

He rode the imperial palace, drove national power, gathered the power of the world on the sword's edge, and could originally have divided this share of bitter fruit layer by layer, resolving the injury with this... Conveniently killing several heavenly masters and wiping out obstacles to the Dao pulse was truly natural, but he bore it himself.

Because he is the emperor.

The emperor is also heaven, also light. The emperor is the master of life, and benefits the sect.

The true power of the emperor is "giving", not "depriving"!

It is "bearing", and absolutely not "shifting blame".

Ji Fengzhou bore this counterattack from Dizang, swallowed this bitter fruit, spit out a large mouthful of blood himself, yet took another step forward: "Let me taste, the Buddha's bitter fruit. Let me see, how many grains of Bodhi can a monk worn down in prison for so long still knot!"

Face-to-face slaughter is exactly the sound of the war ending.

At this moment, no strategy is useful, and no gentle breeze or fine rain is relevant.

Nor does there exist treating heavy as light; heavy is heavy, light is light.

The Son of Heaven raises a sharp weapon, a husband is brave!

When meeting on a narrow road, the brave one wins!

Dizang closed its double palms, its face full of compassion, like performing a Chan ritual, traversing infinite time and space, breaking layer after layer of barriers, and suddenly pressing and holding this spine-straight sword!

"You are actually already injured to this appearance..." It looked at Ji Fengzhou with abnormal pity: "Injured to this extent and still want to personally lead the expedition. Sitting on your own world and still wanting to fight for your life. How many people in the world understand you, how many people in the world are worth it. Fool, why bother... Why bother!"

This voice transmitted like a bell.

Visible golden light waves expanded inside the Zhongyang great hall, boom boom boom! Obstructed by the surrounding groups of stone doors, it could not kill out of the Zhongyang great hall and expanded towards the entire Three Pure Ones Profound Capital Supreme Emperor Palace.

Song Huai, Yu Xi, and Wu Dao You acted simultaneously, separating with heavenly gates!

Strong as the three great heavenly masters, each with divine powers and means, countless secret techniques and killing methods, but in this transcendence level struggle, except for contributing their powers for the Son of Heaven's use, they can only borrow the heavenly master's heavenly power to slightly interfere with the war situation.

And invisible Brahman chant waves rushed Ji Fengzhou's injured body again and again, testing the Dao heart of the Great Jing Son of Heaven.

Dizang at this moment displayed supreme divine powers, clamping Ji Fengzhou's Son of Heaven sword with its double hands, lifting it up point by point, drop by drop, and its Buddha body moved forward step by step, saying with abnormal pity: "Your ancestor was without virtue, your clan without faith, your father without ability, court and wild obstruct, the world is a burden - you are too tired in this life! Why not not strive for the world, I will be the Buddha of ten thousand worlds, and you shall sit as the Zhongyang king!"

On the premise of occupying the advantage, it opened the highest conditions, willing to enfeoff Ji Fengzhou as the Zhongyang king Buddha!

But Ji Fengzhou only raised his head, the *liu zhu* swayed down, revealing his penetrating gaze through the gap, yet he did not look towards Dizang, but towards the brilliant Buddha wheel behind Dizang -

What was he looking at?

Dizang's heart gave rise to such doubt.

And simultaneously with this, a voice rang out -

"He sits in Zhongyang and is king, then... what about me?"

Along with the falling of this voice, one person inverted held a great halberd and stepped into the center of the hall!

The most noble hall from ancient times to now, at this moment, the dome was lifted, heavenly light penetrated the gap, and the courtyard pillars trembled slightly.

It was difficult to bear two supreme emperors!

After Ruan Qu used the star rope to drag Tian Anping from the East Sea to the Linzi military affairs hall, at the moment Tian Anping requested an audience, the nameless one in the fallen immortals forest of the Southern Domain was surrounded and beaten by the three venerables, bore Zhuge Yixian's scheme, confirmed his name as Gongsun Xi and died.

At that time, the sun and moon chopped and declined, and the heavenly secrets were chaotic!

From Ao Shuyi to Gongsun Xi, within a short time, two venerable eternal immortal transcendental beings died successively. This probably also counts as a prosperous era never seen by divination masters in ten thousand ancient times.

It meant that all divination masters in the world became blind. All existences who manipulated heavenly intent could not see heavenly secrets.

In other words -

Dizang was also blind.

And after Emperor Chu Xiong Ji passed the throne, Dizang entered the underworld to build reincarnation, and Emperor Jing Ji Fengzhou's imperial carriage personally led the expedition.

The Qi Son of Heaven only rose from the De Lu Palace at this time, set the court affairs with three words and two languages, and then borrowed a halberd and went out.

And at this moment, he stepped into the Zhongyang great hall!

Two dragons met.

The East Son of Heaven saw the Zhongyang Son of Heaven.