Chapter 653: The Central Plains’ Mad Modus Operandi
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
This battle had suddenly turned into a slugfest.
Obviously, it didn’t conform to the style of cultivators. Generally speaking, as one’s realm increased, the battle between cultivators would become more and more inclined towards the collision between divine abilities and treasures.
It was rare to see such a situation where one fought purely with one’s physical body.
Most of the time, one would use great divine abilities and treasures as a means of killing.
When the two bodies collided, the sun and moon in the sky seemed to be shaken.
Old Monk Bodhi once again gained the upper hand because he had the advantage in terms of cultivation level.
In the Rebirth realm, one had already condensed an immortal foundation and was able to bear the laws of the great Dao.
Although Old Monk Bodhi had been using his body to fight, in reality, his every move carried the laws of the great Dao.
Zhou Feng was smashed to the ground.
However, the seemingly serious injury recovered rapidly.
His body had clearly turned into a pile of meat paste just now, but now it seemed like nothing had happened.
The expression of Old Monk Bodhi, whose entire body was filled with Devil Qi, did not change.
He was very familiar with people who cultivated the Dao of Longevity.
They were basically cockroaches that could not be squashed to death. Since the person in front of him had outstanding talent and was able to comprehend the Dao of Longevity on his own, he would not die so easily.
Moreover, Old Monk Bodhi was planning to convert Zhou Feng, so Old Monk Bodhi was not flustered at all.
The Devil Qi in his entire body slowly disappeared, and he returned to his original kind-looking appearance.
“Amitabha!”
Old Monk Bodhi chanted a Buddhist mantra upon saying that, and Buddhist light surged out.
A seven-colored glazed bowl covered Zhou Feng.
Zhou Feng, who had originally planned to lie still, saw that this old bald donkey actually dared to trap him.
As such, he took out the Emperor Coiling Cauldron.
“Don’t even think about it!” Zhou Feng roared and activated all the power in his body.
As mentioned earlier, ever since he obtained the Ascendance technique, he was not very satisfied with the various divine abilities he had learned previously.
This was because the divine abilities he had learned previously were basically all completed by himself. Although their power was not weak, they still gave him the feeling they were not powerful enough.
Therefore, Zhou Feng gave up most of his divine abilities and only kept the Longevity Steps and the Longevity Punch.
These two moves were inherited from Heavenly Venerate Longevity and were then simply modified.
He threw out a punch!
His physical body seemed to have exploded. Endless power was gathered in one place and then directly released.
The Longevity Steps and the Longevity Fist were both designed to hurt others after hurting oneself first.
In order to release the most powerful attack, Zhou Feng chose to harm his own body as the price.
An ordinary person would die after using it once and ascend to heaven after using it twice.
If one’s lifeforce was not tenacious enough, using these two divine abilities would be courting death.
A thunderous sound exploded, and a hole was instantly opened in the seven-colored glazed bowl.
The remaining power of this punch even charged straight at Old Man Bodhi.
“How is this possible!?”
Old Man Bodhi was slightly shocked.
The Buddhist light enveloped the golden lotus and blocked the remaining power of the punch.
‘Such power? Is this still the power that could be unleashed by someone in the Ascendance realm?’
The seven-colored glazed bowl was a genuine acquired Dharma treasure. How could it be broken by bare hands!?
At that moment, Old Man Bodhi made a mistake in his judgment of Zhou Feng.
‘This kid… Could he be…’
At the thought of this, Old Man Bodhi completely sealed his devilish nature to prevent him from doing something strange like what he did earlier.
At that moment, Old Man Bodhi thought of the reincarnation of the legendary Buddha.
In the current Mahayana Buddhism, the position of the high and mighty Buddha had always been vacant.
For many years, there had been rumors of the reincarnation of the Buddha in Mahayana Buddhism.
It was said that the reincarnation of the Buddha would come back in a special way one day, and he would lead Mahayana Buddhism back to the Central Plains’ center.
Finally, they would ascend and enter the legendary immortal world.
There was only one point in the description of the reincarnation of the Buddha, which was that he could display strength far beyond his own realm.
The Zhou Feng in front of him seemed to fit the description perfectly.
When he thought of this, the expression in Old Man Bodhi’s eyes changed.
As for Zhou Feng, he was lying in the yellow sand.
“So tired…”
After that punch, Zhou Feng’s physical body was undoubtedly heavily injured.
Thus, he lay on the ground and slowly recovered from his injuries.
Although he was in the midst of battle, he lay on the ground just like that.
He wasn’t worried about his own because he was extremely confident in his life-saving ability. Although the old bald donkey opposite him was powerful, it was impossible to kill him.
Therefore, Zhou Feng directly lay down.
The passive Tenacious Heart, Blood Recovery, and other passive skills were triggered.
‘Eh? He didn’t make a move?’
After waiting for a long time, a trace of doubt appeared on Zhou Feng’s face.
‘Where is that old bald donkey? Why didn’t he seize the opportunity to attack me?
‘That old bald donkey had a fierce look on his face as if he wanted to swallow me alive earlier.
‘Why did he suddenly become so quiet?’
“As expected of the reincarnation of Buddha, his injuries are recovering so quickly! Even if he cultivates the Dao of Longevity, this recovery speed is too exaggerated…”
Old Monk Bodhi stood by the side with a kind look on his face, and a strange satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He clearly looked so kind, but that smile gave people a chill behind their backs.
Zhou Feng also noticed this.
Doubt and puzzlement surged into his heart.
‘The reincarnation of Buddha? Is he talking about me?’
How did he become the reincarnation of Buddha all of a sudden?
“That’s right! You are the reincarnation of Buddha. All of this is fate…”
Old Monk Bodhi lowered his head and began to recite the scriptures.
A halo of Buddhist light slowly rose. The moment the Buddhist light illuminated Zhou Feng, a large amount of information was poured into his mind.
At that moment, Zhou Feng learned a lot of things.
‘Central Plains… Have they gone mad? Mahayana Buddhism…’
The first thing that appeared in his mind was the general situation of the Central Plains.
Now, the Central Plains had turned into a Gu breeding field. An obsession would contaminate anyone who entered the Central Plains.
As long as this obsession contaminated them, all cultivators would gradually be driven by said obsession.
Any goal would become a breakthrough until they entered the immortal world.
Simply put, as long as this obsession contaminated you, your goal in this life would be to become immortal.
You would become crazier and crazier, and you would even give up your principles and beliefs.
Then, how crazy you would become under the influence of this obsession, you could totally refer to Mahayana Buddhism.
Because the monks of Mahayana Buddhism had not broken through for a long time, there were eventually monks and demonic practitioners who practiced together.
Then, it created the current Mahayana Buddhism. In the morning, one might be a Buddha who helped the world and saved the people, but at night, one would be a devil who massacred all living beings.
The scariest thing was that this obsession was man-made.
Moreover, it did not conceal anything at all, directly allowing this obsession to spread in the Central Plains.
All of this was to select the most outstanding darlings of the heavens.
As long as you were strong enough, then you could not be affected by this obsession. This was a reverse screening.
This was open and aboveboard exploitation. The weak would not have the chance to enjoy the many resources of the Central Plains.
Those who had fallen into madness should properly provide labor and serve the true elites!
Subconsciously, Zhou Feng looked at Old Man Bodhi.
Old Man Bodhi pressed his palms together and said calmly, “That’s right! That obsession has already contaminated this penniless monk.”
At that moment, Zhou Feng felt a chill down his spine.
‘The so-called Central Plains… has already become like this?’
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