Chapter 377 [Western Saint, Hallelujah]
This is a dark day for the West, but also a bright day for Heaven. Darkness and light are relative, contradictory and unified. When one school of thought declines, another will inevitably rise.
"After reciting ten times, the heavens will sing in the distance, the emperors will perform rituals, the rivers and seas will be silent, the mountains will hide in the clouds, the sun and moon will stop, the Xuanji will not work, the demons will form, the ghosts and spirits will die, the corpse will rise to death, and the bones will become adults... …”
The originally solemn, grand, dignified and pious voices of praise suddenly changed as the power of faith collapsed, turning into a quiet, peaceful, ethereal and ethereal voice of salvation.
The old gods are gone, and the new gods are here!
"I am the future Buddha, a saint from the West. I will establish a great religion here, which can be a branch of the Taoist tradition in the Heavenly Palace..."
Lin Xian spoke calmly, with a dignified appearance, standing on the green lotus, with Buddha's light behind his head and auspicious clouds and flowers on his head, evolving into a paradise, which was the Bodhisattva realm projected by the Human Emperor Banner.
The Merit Pool in the Bodhisattva Realm is blooming with brilliance, and seven treasures are emerging, namely silk ribbons, necklaces, umbrellas, flower strings, banners, golden bows, fish intestines, and golden flames that shine brightly in the sun. The wonderful Western Dharma is the most subtle and refined, with great compassion, great magic power, and great magical powers.
Petals were flying in the sky, divine springs were gushing out, the saints bowed their heads, the knights knelt down, and all of them were converted. They chanted the names of the emperors and praised the Western saints with great piety.
"Hallelujah, Holy is Holy..."
The cheers of the believers resounded through the sky and shook fifty holy mountains. The entire Western world and the entire monastic community were trembling!
With a little bit of power of faith added, in addition to the Qingyun Buddha light behind Lin Xian's head, a golden sky wheel was formed, dazzling and gorgeous, as if the supreme god had descended to the world, sacred and extraordinary.
"Stitched monster..."
Ye Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but twitch his lips. It turned out to be this Western saint.
"Divine Knight, are you willing to enter the heavenly palace?"
Lin Xian was bathed in the glory of faith, like a god, with the Sutra of Salvation resonating throughout his body, transforming into the roar of a great lion of Buddhism, which served as a slap in the face and shook the soul of the divine knight.
The environment on Earth is harsh and practicing Taoism is difficult. There is an immortal monk who is called a great master. He can sweep away Jiang Tingting if he lets her go. But even the two saints of Beidou are not good enough.
Lin Xian is about to become a saint, so it is impossible for him to do everything by himself. He also needs a lackey to help him. The Buddha has eight heavenly dragons and external guardians, so naturally he, the future Buddha, will not be of bad standard.
The Divine Knight is a man who has extraordinary talent and will become a great sage at best in the future.
"My life is almost over. What's the point of converting?"
The Divine Knight sighed, his expression calm and his eyes frank, he did not succumb to the destruction of the Western great religion.
When life is about to end, there is nothing to fear. This is a major feature of this vast universe.
When an old Monkey King with not much life left comes with the imperial weapon, the quasi-emperor has to run far away. Although theoretically, the Monkey King cannot hit the quasi-emperor, what if? What if he does? The imperial weapon is no joke.
The arrogant ones are afraid of the stupid ones, and the stupid ones are afraid of the desperate ones. This is the truth!
"If you convert to heaven and serve as my guardian, I can extend your life."
"In the future, I will follow the Heavenly Court, conquer the starry sky, and leave my name in history. Isn't that wonderful?"
Lin Xian smiled slightly, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, which contained a crystal clear divine liquid. This was a supreme elixir made from the essence of the divine source and the king of medicine, which could even prolong the life of a saint.
He took a willow branch, dipped a few drops of nectar on it, and sprinkled it on the divine knight. In an instant, the knight became full of vitality, and a lot of his old age was swept away, and even his white hair became less.
"Cú Chulainn has been wandering for half his life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master. If the saint does not abandon me, I would like to become his disciple."
The divine knight bowed his head and worshipped, then drank the nectar. He instantly glowed with light, revealing a resolute face, and looked many years younger.
"Lord Divine Knight!" Some monks from the Western Taoist tradition came forward and kowtowed. As the number one person under the starry sky, how could the Divine Knight lack followers in the West? This was an extremely powerful force in the Western monastic world and could even compete with the Pope.
Now that the Pope has been beheaded, their faction has naturally become the largest faction in the Vatican.
This is also one of the reasons why Lin Xian subdued the Divine Knight. With him around, Heaven can unify the entire Western monastic community better and faster.
"Our teachings are beautiful and wise. We don't need to worship the gods from outside the region. We have our own path."
After giving some instructions, the Divine Knight left the Vatican and joined the others in Heaven.
Looking at the Divine Knight, Ye Fan, who was already very familiar with the power of faith, asked curiously: "Brother Daoist, why don't you use the power of faith to prolong your life?"
The belief that bathing can prolong life is a well-known means and a method of longevity.
The Divine Knight holds a high position of power and is extremely powerful in the Vatican, so he should be able to enjoy this treatment.
The Divine Knight shook his head and told his past experiences. He was originally the number one prodigy in the Western Lands for tens of thousands of years and was trained to be the Son of God. Unfortunately, he was too naughty when he was young and often played around in the temple, accidentally knocking over a holy grail.
The cup contained a most divine and sacred elixir, which was brewed from the blood of a god and elixirs. His body absorbed the elixir and became invincible, but he also became a sinner of the West. He could not obtain the power of faith and could only rely on his own practice.
"Accidentally knocked over?"
Ye Fan nodded meaningfully. What a surprise. Was it accidental or intentional?
If the precious medicine had been left to the old Pope, Lin Xian would probably have encountered a tough opponent today.
However, the dust of the past has dissipated, the Pope is no longer around, and the Divine Knight is the strongest person in the Church. He is a disciple of the Western saint Lin Xian, and no one will mention that crime.
When the Heavenly Court entered the Bishop's Court, the dynasty had changed. There were no sinners, only saints and apostles who were glorified.
Under the leadership of the Divine Knight, Lin Xian and his party easily found the Holy See's treasure house. Even the secret spaces that the Western powers were unclear about were opened one by one under the guidance of the Divine Knight.
Lin Xian didn't care about these. At his level of cultivation, 99% of the resources in the world were of little use. Only some fairy treasures and magical objects could help the semi-saint to sprint to the holy realm.
Compared with the sacred treasures of the Holy See, he cared more about the ancestral artifacts of Middle-earth that were looted by Western monks.
A part of it was found in the Holy City, and the rest was placed here.
Like a jade seal, it is four inches square, with five dragons on the top button, and eight seal characters engraved on the front: "Receive the mandate from heaven, long life and prosperity", and a pearl with a diameter of one inch, pure white and flawless, like the moonlight, with the shadow of a spirit snake floating on it...
There are countless such things, but Lin Xian's eyes were attracted by a piece of yellow mud. At a higher position, there was a piece of Nuwa stone floating up and down, engraved with a Taoist body with a human head and a snake body, and traces of the interweaving of the great way.
"Nuwa Dao Stone!"
At the same time, the incomplete Fuxi dragon stele in Lin Xian's arms flew out, and the other two stones reflected each other, one like a dragon, the other like a snake, just like the rotation of yin and yang, interpreting the most ancient avenue.
In the darkness, it seemed as if there was a sound of Taoism, the sound of Huang Zhong and Da Lu, solemn and grand, like a dragon and a snake chanting: "Wind! Strong wind! The strong wind rises and the clouds fly!"
(End of this chapter)
