Thunder roared, and colorful clouds drifted.
In front of Fangzheng was a white crane. The clouds behind it were slowly dispersing. An old man sat on the Nine Dragons Agarwood Chariot. His white robe fluttered in the wind, and he held a horsetail whisk in his hand. Beside him were two yellow-skinned men who were six zhangs tall. They sat on the lotus seats with their palms put together.
"The Primeval Lord of Heaven is here to guide Cundi."
Looking at the three people in front of him, Fangzheng sneered.
"Why don't I see you … Looks like I still have some conscience compared to you guys."
"You're wrong, Taoist friend."
The Primeval Lord of Heaven shook his head slightly.
"We've been in seclusion for a long time, no longer paying attention to the affairs of the mortal world. However, our young friend's killing intent is so strong that we have to come out again. Also … "
The Primeval Lord of Heaven glanced at a golden-masked man next to him and coughed awkwardly.
"Taoist friend Cundi has been in seclusion for a long time. This is Sakyamuni Buddha …"
"… Well, in my eyes, all baldies are the same."
Fangzheng was somewhat embarrassed to have recognized the wrong person, but he just shrugged helplessly.
"But it's good that Gautama is here. It saves me the trouble of going to the Western Paradise to look for you. After killing you, I'll go and destroy the Western Paradise!"
"Amitabha …"
Gautama Buddha sighed softly.
"I have nothing to do with you. Why do you want to go against the Western Sect?"
"It's true that I have nothing to do with you, but I've disliked Buddhism for a long time."
Fangzheng snorted coldly and stared at Gautama Buddha.
"Buddhism deceives all living beings and teaches them to cultivate the next life instead of the present. They're willing to be slaves and lackeys, enslaving people spiritually and forcibly suppressing the advancement of civilization. Under your evil ideology, good people no longer pursue a better life, but only desire to cultivate good fortune and achieve the next life. Evil people are unscrupulous. After all, they can become Buddhas immediately after laying down the butcher's knife. They regard the law and justice of the world as nothing. You're the accomplices of the evildoer. As long as the other party is willing to become Buddhas, it doesn't matter even if they kill a lot in their lifetime … I'm most disgusted by human rights activists like you who call for the abolition of the death penalty! "
Fangzheng raised his sword and pointed it at the three of them.
"The Heavenly Courts are going against the law and helping the villain do evil. Evil cults mislead the people with their lies, bringing disaster to the world … Sorry, but I still believe that the fate of mankind should be in the hands of mankind. A feudal ruling class like you who only knows how to spout nonsense should have long been swept into the dustbin of history! "
"Little friend, why do you have to do this …"
The Receiving Buddha also shook his head.
"If it's just a battle of words, why do you have to kill?"
"This is not a battle of words."
Fangzheng snorted.
"If mortals want you immortals to get out of the human world and not affect them again, can you do it? If the mortals wanted Buddhism to disappear from the Divine Great Land forever, would you be willing? Even if you are willing, are your disciples and grand-disciples willing? Those with vested interests would do anything to protect their interests from being infringed upon. However, your interests are not in line with the interests of the common people, and it might even harm the common people's interests. You have suppressed the advancement of the entire human civilization to a higher level in order to protect your own religious rule and oppression. This is absolutely intolerable! So, this is not a debate, but a revolution! "
Fangzheng grinned and revealed a ferocious smile.
"A revolution is not treating people to a meal, writing essays, or painting or embroidery. It can't be that elegant, that calm, that gentle, and that respectful. A revolution is a riot, a violent action where one class overthrows another! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the burning First Flame instantly erupted and enveloped Fangzheng's whole body. Then, the silver-white armor and the bright red cloak appeared on his body again.
"Enough with the nonsense. Die!"
With a roar, Fangzheng suddenly leaped up and rushed toward the three of them!
"Immeasurable Lord of Heaven!"
"Amitabha!"
In the face of Fangzheng's attack, the Receiving Buddha and the Primeval Lord of Heaven attacked at the same time.
Time Stop!
However, for Fangzheng, stopping time this time was much more difficult than before. He could feel that the flow of time was stopping, but the moment the divine power of the other party appeared, the power of time began to flow slowly and uncontrollably again. It was like a tug of war, with both sides trying their best to win. However, there was only one person on Fangzheng's side, while the other party had three!
Hence, time only stopped for a moment before it began to flow again. However, with Fangzheng unleashing his full power, the flow of time was still slowed down to one-tenth.
However, this moment of time stopping was enough for Fangzheng.
His figure suddenly flashed and appeared in front of the Receiving Buddha.
Boson Jump!
"Amitabha!"
Seeing Fangzheng appear in front of him, the Receiving Buddha's expression did not change as he chanted the name of Buddha. Then, a dazzling golden demon-subduing pestle descended from the sky and smashed toward Fangzheng!
"Hmph!"
At that moment, Fangzheng, who was controlling time, did not have the extra strength to counterattack. Hence, when faced with the demon-subduing pestle that was smashing toward him, he could only barely shift his body and dodge the attack. However, even though Fangzheng had controlled time to slow down, the golden demon-subduing pestle still brushed past Fangzheng's head and smashed heavily on his shoulder.
Pfft!
With a flash of golden light, blood splattered. At the next moment, Fangzheng's right hand that was holding the sword exploded and turned into a bloody mess. At the same time, Fangzheng's control over time seemed to have lost its effect. Soon, the flow of time resumed. At the same time, the demon-subduing pestle was raised again and smashed toward Fangzheng's head once more!
No one saw the cold smile on Fangzheng's face under the helmet.
Just as the demon-subduing pestle was raised high and about to smash down, Fangzheng suddenly raised his left hand, gripped the silver dagger tightly, and pulled the trigger at the pestle!
"BANG!!"
The sound of a gunshot rang out, and the demon-subduing pestle that was about to smash down was immediately sent flying. Meanwhile, the Reception Buddha's body trembled violently and fell limply to the ground.
"Treasure, please show yourself!"
Seizing this opportunity, Fangzheng suddenly roared loudly. A white light descended from the sky and hit the Reception Buddha's head. Then, a gourd appeared from the white light. Fangzheng spoke again without hesitation.
"Treasure, please turn around!"
As soon as Fangzheng's voice fell, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Saber spun a few times above the Reception Buddha's head. Then, the Reception Buddha's head fell to the ground. At the same time, Fangzheng raised his bloody right hand, gripped the pitch-black sword, and stabbed the Reception Buddha's body.
The first flame appeared again!
The scorching first flame soared into the sky, and the oncoming heat waves forced the Primordial Lord of Heaven and Tathagata to retreat. When the flames dissipated, Fangzheng strode out again. The armor on his body was brand new, and the Reception Buddha had disappeared in the flames without a trace.
Fangzheng raised his head, and a cold murderous intent flashed under the pitch-black helmet.
Then, he said in a low voice.
"The first one."
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