Secret Buyer

Chapter 381 - 279: Buddhist Scriptures Flow from the Mouth, Buddha-Nature Now Forms Great Bodhi

Kong Shentong left without a sound.

According to what he said himself, for certain necessary means of covering up,

he would return to this place in a different form—letting Kong Zhongshu ’summon’ him once more.

Thus, in the eyes of the outside world, it would appear as if Kong Shentong had never met or had a secret conversation with himself directly.

He vanished completely, leaving not even a trace of divine presence,

even Zhang Fusheng saw that, upon his departure, he took the Dao of Cause and Effect with him!

This was the first time he had seen a being other than himself capable of controlling the Dao of Cause and Effect.

"Kong Shentong, the families of Confucius and Mencius..."

Zhang Fusheng murmured, glanced at the unconscious spiritual entity and Meng Xiaoshi, and with a thought, withdrew the Buddha Country.

At the same time.

Those beings in the market and Buddhist temple, who were witnessing the confrontation, suddenly noticed a change,

the disheveled old man remained motionless, but the notable figure from the Investigation Bureau and the young girl suddenly went limp, both fainting together.

It was as if the two sides had engaged in a silent struggle, with dark currents surging beneath, but the curtain finally fell at this moment.

"Compassion, compassion."

Under the watchful eyes of many, the shabby old man merely sighed and did not trouble the unconscious spiritual entity and young girl,

instead, with a wave of his hand, he gently swept away the hundred thousand roc feathers scattered on the ground like a stone forest.

Inside the Jingpeng Ship, Kong Zhongshu’s true body had a dark expression, but he did nothing—Little Persimmon was still there.

He had just severed his connection with the spiritual avatar, and upon sensing the fragmented memories of the avatar,

clearly, something undesirable had happened earlier.

Standing at the pinnacle of Celestial Human status, he could easily alter the memories of his avatar...

He found it hard to imagine on what level that old man stood.

Should he summon the ancestors?

As Kong Zhongshu hesitated, he saw the disheveled old man already leading the veiled girl back into the wooden building.

Not forgetting to bring the Red Bull into the building, it seemed the old man had no intention of getting involved with the Investigation Bureau’s affairs,

as if the Investigation Bureau had indeed provoked him first, leaving him no choice but to act.

Kong Zhongshu breathed a sigh of relief.

With a thought, he brought Little Persimmon back to him, feeling reassured, immediately adopting a solemn expression.

"For now, do not approach that wooden building, since the other party has no intention of attacking, we must not overstep,"

Kong Zhongshu ordered with a sidelong glance, ensuring that all people in the vicinity, except those in the wooden building, were under control,

before finally turning his gaze toward the Buddhist temple.

"Jingpeng."

Kong Zhongshu called out, and Jingpeng let out a piercing cry toward the sky, amidst the horrified gazes of many in the market,

Baili Jingpeng released another hundred thousand roc feathers.

The gathered roc feathers transformed into a Sword Furnace, hovering ominously above the Buddhist temple, seemingly ready to descend at any moment.

The Merciful Buddha Statue inside the Buddhist temple remained unmoving, the serene smile on its pale golden face unchanged.

As if in mockery.

The Sword Furnace poised above the Buddhist temple, yet made no further move.

Meanwhile, inside the wooden building.

"Foster father, the Investigation Bureau outside is targeting the Buddhist temple," Ruan Yutu remarked in a low voice.

"Yes, I know."

Zhang Fusheng responded calmly, while beside him, the Red Bull couldn’t help but speak:

"Little one, what happened to you? Earlier, I seemed to sense the aura of the Buddha Country?"

"And also..."

An uncertain expression appeared on the Red Bull’s face:

"Did you somehow manifest an Arhat-level physical body? When did that happen?"

Zhang Fusheng cast it a glance but did not answer, instead saying:

"Why so many questions? Just be a good bull."

The Red Bull was enraged:

"Little one, do not think that just because you have an extraordinary scripture, I must obey you unquestioningly!"

The old man merely chuckled softly, reaching out to stroke the bull’s head.

The Red Bull shuddered as if struck by lightning, its head suddenly cracked open, spilling blood, the crimson mist illuminating the interior of the wooden building brightly.

Just yesterday, Zhang Fusheng was unable to affect this Divine Embryo, nearly at the Venerate level,

but now it was different; he had also surpassed the Celestial Human Domain, possessing a Divine Spirit-level physical body,

and at this moment, if he wished to act against the Red Bull, a single punch or kick could shatter its head!

"Not because of the scripture."

Zhang Fusheng rolled up his sleeves, one hand pressing down on the Red Bull, the other raising a clenched fist, about to violently thrash it:

"Will you comply, or will you not?"

With a punch, he pierced the Red Bull’s skull, causing blood to rain as it cried out in pain:

"Young one, this god will have a day of escape!"

Zhang Fusheng remained silent, delivering another punch, shattering the Red Bull’s spine.

He continued, punch after punch,

and amidst the thrashing, he chanted the Great Compassion Mantra.

"Refuge in the Triple Gem of Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha, refuge in the holy ones, Bodhisattva Guanyin, for sentient beings, the Great Insight for sentient beings, those with great compassion..."

"Vow to take refuge, the Free and Holy Venerate..."

"Take refuge in the inherent luminosity of freedom..."

As Zhang Fusheng anticipated, with each line he chanted, Buddha’s Light shone more brilliantly around him, enveloping him in a mist of heavenly blessings!

The old and new worlds seemed to be two vastly different realms,

and as long as the scriptures and mantras of the old world had not appeared in the new world, reciting or writing them made them ’original’!

The grander the Dharma scriptures and mantras created, the more elated the heavens seemed—for, in some sense, the heavens were also being ’completed’ by the birth of these Dharma scriptures and mantras.

"Benefit all beings of the Six Paths, share in the nectar..."

Zhang Fusheng continued to recite the Great Compassion Mantra, each line deepening his Buddhist nature, and as he recited more than halfway through the mantra,

when reciting the latter part began to become difficult, the words harder to utter,