Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield - Chapter 850 Chapter 345: Ying Zheng's Golden Words Suppress the Buddhist Practitioner! Zhao Feng Establishes the Rules! (Part 2)
Now he’s here.
Must have a motive.
“Announce.”
Zhao Feng addressed the Army Marquis waiting in the hall.
“Yes.”
The Army Marquis quickly retreated.
Before long.
A bald monk, dressed in a monk robe and holding Buddha beads, arrived at the Morning Discussion Hall.
The monk.
Had never entered Shenzhou in this era.
The entire court of civil and military officials looked curiously at this bald monk, all with a hint of curiosity.
“Amitabha.”
“I, Fa Lin, greet Emperor Qin.”
After entering the hall, the monk made a gesture with both hands clasped in front of Ying Zheng.
“How presumptuous.”
“Foreigners appearing before His Majesty, should they not perform the kneeling ceremony.”
Wang Jian stood out, speaking coldly.
“Kneel.”
Numerous military officials shouted angrily.
At this moment, a wave of martial pressure appeared.
The monk glanced at Wang Jian and many military officials with a slight change in expression, evidently sensing the presence of Martial True Qi.
“I am a person outside of worldly matters, not of the mortal realm; the only one I bow to is my Buddha.”
“Worldly emperors are not worthy of my bow, if I were to bow to King of Qin, he would lose life.”
Fa Lin scanned the room, speaking arrogantly.
“I wish to see how you could make me lose life.”
“Kneel before me.”
Ying Zheng glanced over, commanding coldly.
As the voice rose.
Golden words appeared.
A force of Power of National Fortune mobilized the Rule Power of Human Dao.
The monk, who was initially indifferent, suddenly had a drastic change in expression, and as he reacted, a golden Buddha Light wrapped around him, trying to withstand the powerful Power of National Fortune.
“Refining the Void and Merging with the Path.”
Zhao Feng observed, immediately penetrating the monk’s cultivation level.
No wonder he entered Qin alone, given his cultivation as backup.
However.
With this power of Refining the Void and Merging with the Path, he ultimately cannot resist Qin’s Power of National Fortune.
Bang!
The Buddha Light on the monk shattered suddenly, and he uncontrollably kneeled, struggling futilely.
“What?”
“Kneeling?”
“Have I lost life?”
Ying Zheng looked down at the monk, speaking coldly.
“You… what kind of demon art is this?”
Fa Lin stared at Ying Zheng with a face full of astonishment.
Evidently.
He never anticipated this situation.
“From the Western Borders, traveled thousands of miles to Xianyang.”
“Speak, what brings you to Qin?” Ying Zheng asked coldly.
“Emperor Qin, if we are to discuss, it’s not done like this.”
Fa Lin spoke in anger.
Evidently.
At this moment, he was suppressed by the Rules of Human Dao and could only kneel, unable to break it with his Refining the Void and Merging with the Path power.
Ying Zheng glanced over and waved his hand.
The power on Fa Lin vanished accordingly.
Now.
Fa Lin slowly stood up, but the prior loftiness was gone.
“I come to Qin at the behest of my Buddha to save Shenzhou, save Qin,” Fa Lin clasped his hands solemnly.
“Why does Qin need your salvation?” Ying Zheng said calmly.
“Amitabha.”
“Disaster from Heaven, does Emperor Qin not know?”
“This is the wrath of Immortals and Gods, the Heavenly Court sends down disaster.”
“As long as Qin exists, disaster continues.”
“In an instant, Qin, even Shenzhou, will plunge into endless suffering.”
“My Buddha’s duty is to liberate all beings, if Emperor Qin decrees the people of Qin to worship my Buddha, my Buddha shall bestow Buddha’s grace, dispel disaster, bless Shenzhou and shelter Qin’s people,” Fa Lin said seriously.
A display of immense Buddha’s grace, as if delivering blessing to Qin.
“Haha.”
“You propose Qin to worship your so-called Buddha.” Ying Zheng’s lips curled into a cold smile: “Buddha, Immortal, birds of a feather!”
“Are you worthy?”
These words just fell.
Fa Lin’s face changed.
“Emperor Qin, you exaggerate.”
“Qin’s existence defies fate; the Heavenly Court aims to destroy Qin, sever Shenzhou in accordance with destiny.”
“My Buddha’s compassion offers your Qin a chance for protection, yet you fail to see this favor.” Fa Lin said coldly, looking very angry.
At this moment.
The aura of Refining the Void and Merging with the Path erupted suddenly.
A powerful Buddha Light shimmered on his body.
Appearing particularly divine.
“Behave yourself.”
Zhao Feng sneered.
He raised his hand and pressed down.
A palm seal descended upon Fa Lin.
“What?”
Fa Lin’s expression changed as he saw the invisible palm seal coming. He hurriedly redirected the Buddha Light, launching a strike.
But it was too late.
With a loud boom.
The Buddha Light on Fa Lin was instantly suppressed, and he was directly sent flying.
Ren Xiao immediately led several Imperial Guard Army members forward, took out chains, and pierced through Fa Lin’s scapula. Two other Imperial Guards sealed Fa Lin’s Dantian with sharp instruments.
This set of measures.
Is precisely how Qin deals with cultivators.
Pierce the scapula to sever their strength.
Penetrate the Dantian to prevent the mobilization of spiritual power.
As for these chains and sharp objects, we still have to thank the gift from the Heavenly Court, made from the refining materials of those nine meteors.
“What kind of demon art have you used?”
Fa Lin was pressed to the ground by the Imperial Guards, but he struggled to raise his head and looked at Zhao Feng.
“If it’s not Buddhist cultivation or Immortal cultivation, then it’s a demon art?”
“Indeed, birds of a feather flock together.” Zhao Feng smiled sarcastically.
“Shenzhou has severed the lineage of cultivation, how could you embark on the path of cultivation?”
“Moreover, Shenzhou is monitored by people of the Heavenly Court, how did you evade their oversight?” Fa Lin stared at Zhao Feng, filled with doubt.
“Now I ask, you speak.”
“Otherwise, death.”
Zhao Feng raised his hand.
Fa Lin was lifted directly into the void by an invisible force.
“Do you dare to kill me?”
“Behind me is the Buddhist Sect, the Buddha himself.”
“This time, our Buddhist Sect comes with goodwill, yet your Qin’s actions are too excessive.”
“If you dare to act against me, one day our Buddhist Sect shall raise its forces and destroy your Qin.” Fa Lin said furiously.
Upon seeing this.
Zhao Feng didn’t bother with more words.
His Divine Sense extended out.
It rushed directly into Fa Lin’s Sea of Consciousness.
Now, Zhao Feng’s Power of Divine Sense was formidable, making soul searching this individual an easy task.
When his Divine Sense penetrated Fa Lin’s Sea of Consciousness, breaking through his Buddha Power.
“Ah… ah…”
Fa Lin screamed in agony, his entire body struggling.
The Soul Searching Technique is exceedingly cruel.
After the soul search.
This Fa Lin would also become foolish.
After a while.
Zhao Feng withdrew his Divine Sense, Fa Lin lost consciousness, his expression vacantly silly as he slumped to the ground.
“The Buddhist Sect even wants to seize the Qin’s Qi Fortune.”
“Truly laughable.”
Zhao Feng let out a cold laugh.
After the soul search.
Zhao Feng was fully aware of the Buddhist Sect’s intentions.
Unlike the Heavenly Court who sought to destroy Qin and gradually seize Shenzhou’s Qi Fortune, employing the power of Immortals and Gods to annihilate Qin.
The Buddhist Sect, on the other hand, aimed for gradual encroachment.
Spreading Buddhism into Qin.
Attracting the people of Qin to offer tributes, seeking faith, seeking Qi Fortune.
In the long run, allowing the Buddhist Sect to be deeply rooted in Shenzhou, the Qi Fortune would be plundered by the Buddhist Sect.
Of course.
They did indeed come bearing benefits for Qin.
When Immortals and Gods unleashed disasters upon Qin, they indeed had the ability to resolve them.
Clearly.
The Heavenly Court cast disasters upon Shenzhou, and the Buddhist Sect hoped to profit like a fisherman from the situation.
If Qin were a Mortal Kingdom, it naturally wouldn’t have the ability to refuse, but now, the Buddhist Sect’s actions have become a joke.
“Feng’er.”
“How is it?”
Ying Zheng looked towards Zhao Feng and asked.
“Father Emperor.”
“Now, Qin can add another cultivation method to its repertoire.”
Zhao Feng turned his head and smiled.
“Are you saying you have obtained this bald donkey’s cultivation method?” Ying Zheng looked at Fa Lin who was slumped on the ground, sillily smiling.
“Buddhist cultivation, Immortal cultivation, though different paths, arrive at the same destination.”
“Since our Qin has stepped into the grand age of cultivation, it must embrace diversity.”
“Cultivating Immortality values the Spirit Root, Buddhist cultivation values the Wisdom Root, Martial Arts values the root bone.”
“However, from now on Qin must establish a rule that all people of Qin must follow.”
Zhao Feng swept his gaze across the Court with a sternness.
Under Zhao Feng’s gaze, everyone bowed their heads, paying homage.
“The people of Qin, respect only imperial authority, not the Immortals and Buddhas.”
“In the Great Qin Territory, no Immortal Temples shall be erected, only tombs for the heroic souls of soldiers.”
“Qin honors the heavens and the earth, not the will of so-called Immortals and Gods who claim to represent heaven and earth.”
Zhao Feng’s voice, indisputable, resonated throughout the Court.
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