Secret Buyer

Chapter 363 - 272: Having Seen the Future, Why Not Pay Respect?

This scene unfolded too suddenly.

The people in the Buddha Tower only saw the blinding Great Sun’s radiant light and heard ethereal Brahma sound and a feeling of great purity,

and then there was only a vast expanse of white before their eyes.

When the Great Sun’s radiant light dimmed slightly,

they could see again.

What they saw was that scruffy old man suddenly appearing with a bamboo grove behind him, his hands clasped together in prayer, a Great Sun’s radiant light behind his head, as if he were a True Buddha,

and at that place where an incense burner was thrown towards the Buddha Statue.

The Merciful Buddha Statue that was holding its belly with laughter raised its head, and the hand that was in the gesture of plucking a flower stably caught the incense burner.

The Buddha Statue opened its eyes, and the ashes in the air dispersed before the Buddha’s face, falling bit by bit.

The incense guests were astonished.

The scruffy, white-haired old man shouted:

"Monster, how dare you play with cause and effect, desecrate the Buddha Statue? Come out from the Buddha Body now!"

A star line flickered in his eyes, faintly revealing two Great Sun Golden Lamps. He clearly saw inside the Buddha Statue, there was a weasel lurking!

Yet the Buddha Statue tilted its head slightly.

It actually spoke, producing a sound like the friction of metal and stone, saying:

"Having seen the future, why not worship?"

The vast sound echoing as if it were a roaring thunder, the incense guests in the Buddha Tower were shaken to the ground,

as Third Lian protectively embraced his daughter, while his fourth daughter in her arms looked around bewildered.

They only saw,

the scripture banners fluttering layer upon layer, the doors of the Buddha Tower slammed shut,

and behind the fluttering scripture banners, Vajra, Arhat, and other stone statues actually stood up and began chanting —

"Having seen the future, why not worship!"

The body of the Vajra stone statue began to shine with the brilliance of the Celestial Human Realm, while the Arhat stone statues exuded an aura of a true Venerate,

inside the hall, thirty-six Vajra, and four Arhats were actually thirty-six Celestial Humans and four Divine Spirit Venerates!

They came alive, and even started to attack!

One after another, the Brahma sounds started, the face of the Merciful Buddha Statue smiling more brilliantly, as if mocking the scruffy old man’s recklessness and folly,

brilliant light pierced out from the Buddha Tower, causing clouds and the celestial vault to shift, outside the tower, the Red Bull started in fright, its fiery red fur standing on end,

and the killing intent that spread startled Ruan Yutu, who was affected and instantly disintegrated into a blurry blood mist, dying as her way vanished.

At this moment,

the scruffy old man was held nailed in place by the furious eyes and divine light of the Vajras and Arhats, unable to move at all.

The Merciful Buddha Statue swayed to its feet, its back blossoming with one Grotto Heaven after another — the weasel inside the Buddha Statue was obviously just at the Innate Realm.

"Now, you bow," the Buddha Statue spoke, the metallic sound piercing through, the people inside the tower were shaken to death one by one, blood flowing everywhere.

It sighed:

"Have to move again...."

Third Lian wailed, hugging the fourth daughter’s corpse, himself also dying, the coffin at his back rolling down, shattering, inside was a female corpse.

Then.

Right at this moment.

The Buddha Statue suddenly saw the scruffy old man who was nailed to the ground, unable to move, abruptly look up and smile at it.

It felt a sudden premonition of bad fortune.

The scruffy old man said:

"The future..."

At the same time.

Eight Sceneries Palace.

Zhang Fusheng inside the Gate of the Past, lightly tapped a few times, conveying a message to himself several breaths ago.

Thus.

When his thoughts returned to himself,

everything was quiet again inside the Buddha Tower, the scripture banners still, the Buddha Statue smiling mercifully, as Third Lian just barely pulled up with his fourth daughter.

He had changed the past.

Zhang Fusheng’s gaze was as deep as ever, already having the intention to alter the past before the incense burner was tossed, not worrying about the ’butterfly effect’ at all.

Because the time difference before and after was too brief, just a mere several breaths ago,

no matter how it changed, there would be no enormous alterations, nor would it trigger irreparable consequences.

Now, once more.

"Old man!" the fourth daughter called out: "Do you want to make a wish as well? It’s really effective!"

She saw the elder did not mind her, turned and walked out of the Buddha Tower, then shouted loudly:

"Red Bull, aren’t you coming!"

"Moo!!"

A bull’s moo rang out, and the Red Bull galloped over, the scruffy old man flipped over, mounting the Red Bull’s back, saying:

"In the tower, Arhats are Arhats, Vajra are Vajra, but Buddha is not truly Buddha."

As he spoke, Zhang Fusheng rode the Red Bull into the Buddhist Temple, an incense guest reprimanded:

"Old man, that’s extremely disrespectful!"

The scruffy old man remained silent, riding the Red Bull, arriving before the table, suddenly lightly stroking Red Bull’s head:

"How about I let your true form out?"

The Red Bull lifted its head in shock:

"Really?"

"Really."

The scruffy old man recounted in this manner, a painting scroll appeared with a shake from his hand, the center of the scroll portrayed a Red Bull roaring at the sky,

he held the painting scroll with one hand, making a hand sign with the other, shouting:

"Divine Thunder, go!"

The Five Thunders Technique was something Zhang Fusheng ’traded’ from Huang Qiuxian long ago, only cultivating the ’Divine Thunder’ from the ’Heaven and Earth Ghost God Society.’

This Thunder, specifically for killing and slaying,

can vanquish unholy deities, exorcise demons causing trouble and mountain-dwelling fierce beasts, destroy temples, break altars, and bring slaughter!

"The World Venerate never nodded to you, how are you Maitreya?" the old man just asked.

At the same instant.

Outside the tower, above the mist-hidden celestial vault, suddenly the lightning lit up this grey landscape,

seeming to erode away divine thought, intercepting the sight of divine spirits, the mist could not block this blinding lightning.

Thunder hadn’t even fallen.

Divine Thunder came from the sky, breaking through the billowing mist, cutting straight into the Buddha Tower!

"Execute."

"Unholy deity of improper rites!"

The dazed incense guests in the Buddha Tower saw the old man shout out, then the lightning washed over the Merciful Buddha Statue,

the statue remained majestically still, yet a weasel’s shrill cries arose from within!

"Impertinent!"

The Buddha Statue glared:

"Having seen the future, why not worship!"