As the oldest being, Amitabha chose to cooperate with Zhang Ruoxu to jointly develop the ancestral system. The core fundamental reason is that Zhang Ruoxu holds the resources of reincarnation.
As the past Buddha, he is the beginning and the pioneer of the ancestral system. Amitabha is the perfection, the successor of the ancestral system and the present Buddha.
The two complement each other, your system is my system, and my system is your system.
It seems like an outrageous method, but if it is placed on the goal of transcendence, it is actually understandable, because the path and fruit of transcendence are inherently unknowable, indisputable, omniscient and omnipotent.
In the years to come, there will be Chu Loli’s Daoguo bumper car, and today, he, Zhang Tiandi, will work hard to become a Taoist, share the Daoguo with Amitabha, and become the two saints of Buddhism.
As for whether Daoguo will be a little weaker and brittle like this, that is what happens after transcendence. Get on the bus first, and pay for the ticket later.
If you don't transcend, sooner or later you will be killed by the infinite resurrection of the ten ancestors and the carousel battle of the ten immortal emperors.
At that time, it was not a question of whether one was weak or not, but whether one had a life or not.
Have you not seen how many Buddhist saints from ancient times worked hard to get into the quota of saints even if they owe huge loans from heaven?
What Zhunti Jie Yin did, Zhang Ruoxu and Amitabha can’t do it? !
"This Heavenly Emperor has an incarnation named Patriarch Bodhi."
Zhang Ruoxu murmured, emptied a little, and woke up to an emperor's corpse left in the universe of the human world, in the Zixiao Palace of Heaven.
This is Zhang Ruoxu's transformed body in his second life. It is buried in the purple-gold divine mark emperor's coffin. It serves as the foundation of the heaven and symbolizes the various causes and effects of the emperor's past.
This emperor's corpse once had a name, Patriarch Bodhi, because Zhang Ruoxu recruited disciples to fight the Holy Emperor in his second life to realize his evil intentions.
When the Emperor of Heaven's belief in the sun and moon coincided with the emperor's corpse, Patriarch Bodhi came to life temporarily. This is how Emperor Daoyan was accepted into the disciples of the Emperor of Heaven.
As time went by, the Emperor of Heaven became astonishingly powerful in battle and became the best in the universe. The majesty of the Heavenly Palace lasted for eternity. No future emperor would come easily to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace.
This made the emperors at the Pantao Conference very sorry that there was no good show to watch.
This also gave the second-generation Emperor's Corpse the opportunity to warm up. After hundreds of thousands of years of being immersed in the power of the will of all living beings, the Emperor's Corpse had already acquired the foundation for psychic communication.
It's just that in the past, the will of the universe, and even the eternal time and space, did not dare to blaspheme the holy virtue of the Emperor of Heaven and forcibly suppressed the emperor's corpse and pretended to be a corpse, so there was no channeling.
Now, Zhang Ruoxu has let go of his restrictions. A man who is 90% similar to him opened his coffin board and looked at the purple-gold emperor's coffin thoughtfully: "I am Zhang Ruoxu, no, I am the Patriarch Bodhi, no..."
"I am the second incarnation of the Emperor of Heaven...so my name should be..."
The breath of Emperor Sisi dropped, shaking the heavenly star field, and the universe trembled. At first, all sentient beings looked at the direction of Zixiao Palace in horror, but after learning that the location of the accident was Zixiao Palace, all sentient beings looked calm.
Zixiao Palace is the dojo of the Emperor of Heaven. Not to mention a great emperor, it is not surprising that a true immortal or an immortal king jumped out.
It is not surprising that the second incarnation of the Emperor of Heaven is thinking about it.
"How about changing to Shenzhou?" Zhang Ruoxu stepped into Zixiao Palace and suggested
The Shenzhou Emperor thought for a moment and nodded: "No objection, please call me out and tell me if you have anything."
"I was sleeping soundly inside the coffin board, but you suddenly woke me up. When I'm done, I have to go back and take a nap."
Zhang Ruoxu said helplessly: "I can't just call you out."
Emperor Shenzhou rolled his eyes with disdain and said bluntly: "I don't understand myself yet. If you pull me out if nothing happens, it's definitely not good."
"You are the only person in the world who exploits your incarnation so much."
Zhang Ruoxu smiled awkwardly: "There are indeed things. One is that the reincarnation of Amitabha is related to the perfection of the ancestral system and the perfection of reincarnation. You need to keep an eye on it all the way."
"The other one is that Amitabha is too invincible. As the trumpet of the Immortal King, Qing Emperor Wushi still has one or two rivals on the road to success. As the supreme trumpet of the Perfect Immortal Emperor, he directly overwhelms the universe."
"Amitabha's journey has been too smooth. This is not a good thing. The method of covering the sky has always been based on the body. It requires the tempering of blood and fire to bloom into the most beautiful flowers."
"Although he discovered this problem and killed himself once in the saint and the quasi-emperor, it was still not enough."
The Great Emperor of Shenzhou understood it completely at this time. He looked up to the sky and sighed: "At this time, it is necessary for me, the trumpet of the Emperor of Heaven, to come to an end and go to sharpen Amitabha."
"It is for this reason that the great devil emerges from the great Buddha." Zhang Ruoxu grinned: "If you put enough pressure on the Buddha, he will step down from the lotus, abandon the compassion of the Buddha, show the anger of the Ming King, and become a fighting saint. "
"If we still continue the imprint of the Dharma of one life, then this reincarnation is meaningless and cannot be integrated into the system of the Three Buddhas of the past, future and present."
Grind!
Everything is for grinding, grinding is for everything!
"But, the pressure is a bit high." The Great Emperor of Shenzhou counted with his fingers and said seriously: "Look at me, I am a trumpet from the other side, and you don't even have the certificate of Immortal Emperor!"
"My dear, don't lie down anymore and work hard to attain enlightenment. Otherwise, I won't even be able to hold you in my lap."
Zhang Ruoxu's face darkened, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll get you something from the small vault."
The Emperor of Shenzhou immediately beamed with joy: "This relationship is good, I don't want more. I have a sack of the nine-turn elixir, and a basket of imperial weapons..."
"roll!"
Zhang Ruoxu rolled his eyes, then pulled out eight black dots from the void and threw them at the Divine Emperor.
"These are the only things you need. Do you want love?"
Immortal gold blooms with brilliance, and different divine chains of laws hang down. There are eight in total. If you add the purple light and steaming divine chain of order behind the Emperor of China, it will be nine of the best!
Black gold with dragon patterns, gold with tribulations, eternal blue gold, red gold with phoenix blood, green gold with fairy tears, purple gold with divine marks... the nine immortal golds that are rare to see in all eternity, the materials that make the Emperor of Heaven and the true immortals jealous, have been collected today. They are intertwined and scattered, emitting nine colors of light that soar into the sky.
It's just that... the Shenzhou Emperor said with a melancholy look on his face: "They are all coffin boards."
The Nine Great Immortal Golden Emperor Coffins were forged by Zhang Ruoxu in preparation for burying his ninth incarnation, and were used by the mortal world to fight for the crossing. However, most of them were not used because he flew to immortality too quickly.
Among the nine emperor coffins, the only lively god walked out and bowed respectfully: "If the second master dislikes it, we can change the form."
The Great Emperor of Shenzhou looked at the feathered green gold emperor coffin and said thoughtfully: "You are the emperor coffin of my first life, Qingtian, right?"
"Exactly." Qingtian God nodded. He is the boss among the nine coffins and has the authority to mobilize the other eight emperor soldiers and gods.
Looking at the nine immortal golds, the Divine Emperor thought about it and murmured to himself: "The Imperial Soldier is the continuation of the Emperor's life and a symbol of the great road. It cannot be easily forged or changed."
"The bell is eternal life, the years are long, don't take it away!"
"A sword is a sharp weapon. It will break when touched. Don't take it!"
"The sword is unruly and extremely arrogant. If you don't take it!"
"The things like flags and flags are filled with ghostly aura, so don't take them!"
"It's like traveling across the world without taking anything from a boat!"
"..."
"Only Ding!"
The Emperor of Shenzhou thought for a long time, and when he mentioned the word "ding", his eyes sparkled with light, extremely bright, and he shouted: "A word of nine cauldrons, a heavenly constitution in your mouth!"
"The five are used to respond to the yang method, the fourth is used to represent the yin number, and nine is the ultimate number, which determines the universe!"
"You are the Qingtian Cauldron!"
The gods roared in the blue sky, fully revived, bursting out aura that destroyed the three realms and six realms, shaking the eternal starry sky!
The imperial soldiers fully recovered, and there was not just one, but two, three, four... until nine were born, like the birth of the universe, the creation of the world, and the energy of chaos filling the air.
The supreme aura swept across the universe, and countless strong men came close. More than one quasi-emperor looked at the heavenly star field with a look of horror on his face: "Nine Emperor Soldiers, how is this possible?!"
Forging the imperial weapons over the ages symbolizes the path of the person who forged the weapons in a sense. A great emperor will only forge one or two imperial weapons in his lifetime.
It's not that the more you have, the more powerful you are, but there are no more than three things. Once you break through three things, it will be extraordinary.
For example, Lingbao Tianzun forged four killing swords in one breath, opening up the glorious history of killing true immortals in the human realm. If the formation diagram is also included, there are five imperial weapons.
This is already a brilliance in the world, the founder of the secret formula, and an insurmountable peak.
But what the hell is the Nine Soldiers born today? What's going on? !
"Could it be said that there will be another emperor of heaven?!"
A supreme king in the royal realm said in a trembling voice
Millions of years in heaven have shattered the myth of enlightened beings, and the gap between great emperors is obvious.
Ordinary emperors only have the combat power of the Heavenly Emperor in their third life. The most powerful emperors reach the realm of the human Heavenly Emperor in the later years of their first life, while those extremely perverted emperors become Heavenly Emperors as soon as they attain enlightenment.
The last person is simply here to become an immortal. He is a big shot who can aspire to be the Immortal King. He is expected to follow the Emperor of Heaven and climb the immortal path.
"This life is unusual."
"An emperor and an immortal come to the human world in a million years. This is a great year."
An ancient emperor was horrified, as if he had seen a corner of the future.
It has never been so glorious, and the disaster is also unprecedentedly powerful.
The mighty weapon-casting catastrophe swept across the universe, and a figure loomed in the chaotic sea of clouds. The thunder catastrophes that shattered the galaxies were vulnerable to him. The powerful fluctuations shook time and space, but they could not even turn up the corners of their clothes.
When the ancient Supreme One glanced at him, he was completely stunned, his body was shaking, and he was so frightened that he almost knelt down and worshiped devoutly.
"Emperor?!"
"But how could it be the Emperor of Heaven..."
The ancient Supreme took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, recalled the face that was 90% similar to the Emperor of Heaven, and said thoughtfully: "Son of the Emperor of Heaven?!"
In an instant, the ancient supreme being's eyes sparkled with light, and his mood was extremely excited and uncontrollable.
The Emperor of Heaven is too high, let alone the pinnacle of human nature, even the Immortal King is nothing in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven.
However, the Emperor's Son is different. These are visible thighs.
"There is no doubt about the great emperor in this life."
The ancient supreme leader immediately returned to his family, claiming to be his disciple, disciple, and heir of blood. He prepared a grand ceremony and went to the heavenly star field to pay homage to the son of the emperor of heaven, hoping to become a follower of the dragon.
No matter how chaotic this life is, no matter how abnormal it is, it is the blood of the Emperor of Heaven. Without the blood of the Emperor, it is enough to suppress everything.
If I can sneak into the disciples of the Emperor of Heaven, in the future when the Emperor of Heaven becomes the Immortal King, I will be missing a true immortal.
The news that the weapon maker may be the son of the Emperor of Heaven spread like wildfire. Not only the Ancient Supreme One thought so, but all the nine heavens and ten earths started to move. Each cult leader, each clan leader, all the powerful powers in the universe, and hundreds of millions of demon gods, crossed the galaxy non-stop. March towards the Heavenly Star Territory!
As for flattery, I don't care at all. Being the Ming Sheng Emperor's dog is the greatest honor.
If you become an immortal, you won’t shiver.
Even the major world lords of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the lords of the forbidden areas in the four directions, those who have become immortals, and those who will become immortals have also sent envoys to send congratulatory gifts.
The news is like spreading wings, circulating in the False God Realm. When it reaches the Imperial Road, countless geniuses will be dimmed, and countless heroes will cry. How can we fight!
The Daoguo of the Great Emperor in this life has been reserved.
This kind of atmosphere is not an emperor, it is already an emperor.
The universe shook, and all living beings congratulated. Even the mortals in the remote stars heard about it and talked about it with joy.
On a certain mountain road, a downy Dou Zhan Holy Ape rubbed his head and said in great distress: "Great monk, if I had known, I would have allowed you to attain enlightenment sooner!"
"The Son of the Emperor of Heaven comes out and fights like this!"
Wearing a bamboo hat and walking barefoot, the monk said calmly: "What's wrong with the Emperor of Heaven? Isn't the Emperor of Heaven a human being?"
"The universe is full of origin, and there are many emperors in this life. Don't be in a hurry."
The Dou Zhan Saint King almost lost his temper and laughed: "The Great Emperor Tianxin's heaven-defying enlightenment, the Heavenly Emperor's Tianxin's heaven-defying enlightenment, is this a difficulty?!"
"Wait for the first emperor of heaven to use his head to defy heaven and prove the way."
"Amitabha, are you listening to me? What are you doing!"
Amitabha Buddha clasped his hands together, smiled slightly and said: "A poor monk who measures the earth with his feet is a Buddhist practitioner."
"I have been cultivating Taoism for a hundred years. I don't want to become an emperor, but I want to talk to all sentient beings."
"What's the point?" Douzhan Saint King rolled his eyes, thinking about those scriptures written by his mother-in-law and mother again.
However, this time, Amitabha Buddha stamped his bare feet, making the earth tremble, and replied seriously: "This is the truth that all living beings are suffering and reincarnation is endless, how to transcend."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground cracked open, and a coffin emerged from it. A moment later, a fat man with a purple gold crown and a monk's robe climbed up with difficulty, and looked around confusedly.
The Douzhan Saint King's eyes narrowed, and he said in disbelief: "This Taoist priest looks familiar, why is he here?"
"Yes, what am I doing here?" The fat Taoist priest murmured: "Who am I?"
"That's good, that's good."
"Apprentice, give me the stick."
Amitabha smiled slightly, picked up the stick, knocked the fat Taoist priest on the forehead, and shouted: "Reincarnation has its shortcomings, where is the true self?!"
In an instant, with a stick on his head, the fat Taoist priest screamed, but his eyes were extremely clear, and then he shouted: "Sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!"
"Why do ghosts die? Reincarnation leads to eternal life!"
