Secret Buyer

Chapter 364 - 272: Having Seen the Future, Why Not Pay Respect?

With a thunderous shout, the scripture banners fluttered, and the Arhat and Vajra statues all stood up, beams of Buddha’s Light pierced out,

Zhang Fusheng merely shook the painting in his hand!

Another Red Bull descended from the painting.

Third Realm of the Divine Path, Great Divine Power User, Red Bull True Monarch.

"Moo!!!"

With a single moo from the bull, the Arhat and Vajra statues simultaneously cracked and shattered, the entire giant tower swayed, yet surprisingly did not collapse!

The incense guests and people in the market outside the Buddhist temple all perished in the moo of the bull,

At this moment, within a hundred-mile radius, the only living person left was Zhang Fusheng—

and that was because Red Bull True Monarch deliberately spared him.

He still wanted to learn the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Scripture.

"Divine Spirit!"

The Merciful Buddha Statue remained intact despite the moo of the bull, yet it let out a gasp of surprise, or rather, it was the weasel within it that cried out.

"I am the Buddha, seated in the Leiyin Temple, you should retreat!"

The Buddha Statue roared with a solemn glare, and Red Bull True Monarch shot a sidelong glance:

"Great Belly Buddha, how could I not recognize you? Weren’t you once beaten and forced to descend to eke out a living by the Great Sun Tathagata of the Mandala Lineage?"

After a moment, Red Bull True Monarch raised a brow:

"But it seems you don’t recognize me... You are not the Great Belly Buddha."

He mooed once more, stamping his hoof heavily forward, precisely onto the head of the Buddha Statue!

"Moo!!"

Red Bull True Monarch cried out in pain, his hoof shattered, yet the Buddha Statue remained unharmed. However, Zhang Fusheng, understanding cause and effect, could see that the weasel inside had been shaken to death.

The Buddha Statue toppled over, hitting the ground.

"Celestial Position!!"

Red Bull True Monarch was ecstatic, on the stone lotus platform beneath the Buddha Statue, an illusory Celestial Position was clearly visible!

It seemed not to be a real Celestial Position but carried the ancient aura of countless ages past,

Zhang Fusheng watched as Red Bull True Monarch lunged forward excitedly, suddenly occupying that illusory Celestial Position,

A horrifying event occurred, the toppled, hollow Buddha Statue naturally stood upright,

fittingly enclosing Red Bull True Monarch on the stone lotus platform inside!

Zhang Fusheng’s eyes were filled with starry lines, using the Taiyi Chapter and the Dao of Cause and Effect, he peeked inside the Buddha Statue,

He saw pain appear on Red Bull True Monarch’s face, followed by compassion, purity, and profound enlightenment.

It seemed he had received some great benefit.

Momentarily.

The Buddha Statue opened its eyes and sighed:

"I am for the future."

The Buddha might was immense, and for miles and miles, golden light radiated out, transforming into the Buddha Country!

Zhang Fusheng’s face was filled with even more confusion:

"Red Bull, you converted?"

The Buddha Statue looked at him, spoke coldly:

"I am originally a Buddha."

"Donor Zhang, it’s you who should convert... Having glimpsed the future, why not worship?"

Boundless golden light extended towards him,

Yet Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts already went into the Eight Sceneries Palace, standing before a doorway, lightly knocking on the door, sending a message to himself from dozens of breaths ago.

Then.

His thoughts returned to himself, opening his eyes.

Still inside that Buddha Tower, the land for miles had not transformed into the Buddha Country, the one sitting inside the Buddha Statue was still the weasel,

Third Lian and Fourth Girl had just finished worshiping the Buddha Statue dozens of breaths ago, now standing beside him, full of confusion:

"Old man? What’s wrong with you?"

Conflicting memories emerged in Zhang Fusheng’s mind, he smiled gently:

"It’s nothing."

Despite his words, Zhang Fusheng’s eyes remained fixed intently on the Buddha Statue, with thoughts racing.

Upon reflection, the real anomaly wasn’t the weasel in the Buddha Statue, but the Buddha Statue and that illusory Celestial Position itself.

Especially that Celestial Position, very strange, not a truly complete one, ethereal and dreamlike.

He recalled mythological stories from his past life, the first thing that came to mind was Yellow Brows Great King’s Little Thunder Sound Temple.

In the story, Maitreya Buddha’s child attendant Huang Mei, daring and reckless, crafted a Little Ling Mountain and Little Thunder Sound Temple,

then sat there pretending to be [Tathagata].

But he only impersonated Tathagata, not Maitreya Buddha.

Zhang Fusheng recalled the illusory fake Celestial Position he had just seen,

the Celestial Position seemed like Tathagata’s yet also bore the scent of Maitreya’s.

At that time, he attempted to understand cause and effect, traced the origins of that Celestial Position, but it remained vague and very unclear.

"Old man?" Fourth Girl shouted.

Zhang Fusheng came back to his senses, took a deep look at the Buddha Statue, then suddenly smiled:

"I should go offer my respects too."

Saying so,

He walked to stand before the Merit Box, but didn’t immediately take incense.

Everything should be safe first.

Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts delved once more into the Eight Sceneries Palace,

He imagined a mechanical device, lowered to the Refining Illusion into Reality, placed it before the Gate of the Past.

He operated the machine to knock on the Gate of the Past once, sure enough, the sound transmitted back to the past as well.

Zhang Fusheng relaxed, crouching by the door crack, contemplating the scenery of thirty breaths ago,

Waited until the scene of thirty breaths ago was fully rendered within the Gate of the Past,

Only then did Zhang Fusheng alter the machine’s program, setting it to knock on the Gate of the Past after ten minutes to send a message to thirty breaths before now,

Finally, summoned the Plague Ghost to guard at the Gate of the Past as well.

With such double insurance, nothing could possibly go wrong.

If he met with misfortune, killed in an instant upon touching the Merit Box, it wouldn’t affect the Eight Sceneries Palace no matter what,

Once ten minutes passed, even if the Plague Ghost’s body collapsed with his death,

This mechanical device would still knock on the Gate of the Past, sending the message to his past self—not to touch the Merit Box, leave the Buddhist temple, leave the Buddhist temple, leave the Buddhist temple!

After confirming the mechanical device could also knock on the Gate of the Past, could also send the message,

Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts returned to himself.

He extended his hand, hovering it above the Merit Box’s slot, with thoughts twisting and spinning, casually made an insignificant ’wish’—to find Chongyang Heaven and Earth.