"Hum … …"
The space trembled.
An ancient bronze lamp floated in front of Sun Hao, and the pale yellow light illuminated all directions.
This pale yellow light seemed to have a special power that could annihilate the darkness in people's hearts and erase the unhappiness in people's hearts.
Anyone who was illuminated by the ancient lamp, at this moment, their hearts were bright, and the whole person was extremely comfortable and peaceful.
Dipankara Buddha stared blankly at this scene and didn't react for a long time.
The Dipankara Ancient Sutra that he created was learned in a breath in the hands of his master.
Moreover, compared with the one he used, this ancient bronze lamp was like heaven and earth. There was no comparison at all.
"Master, you are so amazing!"
Dipankara Buddha looked at Sun Hao with awe.
In the next second, Dipankara Buddha was even more frightened, and his heart was hit by the waves and couldn't calm down for a long time.
He saw.
"Hum … …"
A sound rang out.
In front of Sun Hao, ancient bronze lamps floated around him.
As time passed, there were more and more ancient bronze lamps.
Finally, after reaching 9999 lamps, it stopped.
Nearly ten thousand ancient bronze lamps illuminated all directions, dispersing the darkness hidden in everyone's hearts.
Everyone's state of mind improved rapidly at this moment.
"This … …"
Dipankara Buddha opened his mouth wide and didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
He looked at Sun Hao as if he was looking at the creator. That kind of worship and awe was written all over his face.
"Hoo … …"
Sun Hao opened his eyes and sighed secretly.
Although this Dipankara Ancient Sutra was powerful, it was not suitable for him.
Although he had learned it, he still couldn't use it for cultivation.
"Remember this incantation well!"
After speaking, Sun Hao stretched out his finger and pointed at Dipankara Buddha with his right hand.
"Hoo … …"
A huge amount of information rushed in and quickly drilled into the brow of the Burning Buddha.
"This … …"
Sensing the information in his mind, Dipankara Buddha was extremely excited.
"Wonderful, just one sentence, but it wrapped my hundreds of chants, and it is easier to understand, and the power used is a hundred times stronger!"
"Master, the cultivation method you modified is simply perfect and impeccable!"
"If I cultivate it to great success, I can not only restore my strength, but I'm afraid Tathagata will definitely not be my opponent!"
Dipankara Buddha muttered to himself, his face full of joy.
He looked at Sun Hao, and his face was full of gratitude.
Then, Dipankara Buddha closed his eyes and began to cultivate the improved version of the Dipankara Ancient Sutra.
"Let's try this book!"
Sun Hao took "Menstruation" and began to open it.
The handwriting on it, as if jumping out, quickly flew to Sun Hao's eyebrows.
His mind worked quickly as he tried to edit the book "Menstruation of the Year".
After a while, Sun Hao opened his eyes, and his face showed a touch of joy.
With a thought.
He instantly disappeared from where he was. No, it could be said that he disappeared from the current space-time and returned to the past.
"Hum …"
Voices rang in his ears.
Everything around Ma City was like a movie being played in reverse.
He retracted his thoughts.
Time stopped rewinding.
Sun Hao was surprised to find that he had returned to half a day ago.
He stood in the city, looking at everything around him like an outsider.
No one could discover him.
"I wonder if I can change the past?"
Sun Hao muttered to himself, and with a move of his mind, time quickly went back again.
Soon, he returned to the moment when he was about to kill Wu Ji.
He looked at his other self with a solemn expression.
"Hehe …"
He saw that his other self was smiling.
With a move of his mind, the transparent palm in front of him clenched quickly.
"No …"
"How dare you!"
"Boom!"
Three sounds rang at the same time.
The moment when Wu Ji was about to be blasted into light and shadow by the transparent big hand.
Sun Hao's mind moved, and a body quickly condensed and formed.
Then, with another move of his mind, that figure and Wu Ji's body were swapped.
"Boom …"
The huge palm blasted the figure into light and shadow.
"Ah …, no …"
Wu Ji kept screaming, but no one could hear him.
He covered his face blankly, with a look of disbelief, "I'm not dead?"
"You … you didn't kill me?"
Wu Ji looked at Sun Hao, full of doubts.
Sun Hao smiled slightly and pointed to his other self, "Look!"
Looking along Sun Hao's finger, Wu Ji's pupils contracted, and his face changed dramatically.
He looked at Sun Hao, and then at Sun Hao not far away, full of doubts.
"You … you went back to the past?" Wu Ji muttered to himself.
"Hehe …"
Sun Hao smiled slightly, "Do you want to live?"
"Yes!" Wu Ji kept nodding.
"Then tell me, why did the Four Great Arhats risk their lives to take you back?" Sun Hao asked.
"Great Buddha, he … they want to take me away, in fact, there are only two reasons!"
"First, kill people to silence them. Second, the power of faith of Ma City is now under my control! It is still in my hands! "
After speaking, Wu Ji took out a bag and handed it to Sun Hao.
"Power of faith?"
Sun Hao opened the lid and saw hundreds of white stones the size of fingernails.
The light on it flowed with a special power.
This must be the condensation of the power of faith.
"Hoo …"
As soon as the stone touched his hand, it all turned into a wisp of white light that was invisible to the naked eye and poured into his body.
Sun Hao closed his eyes and quietly absorbed the white light.
For a long time.
He opened his eyes, and a touch of joy appeared on his face.
"Although I don't feel much, I feel that my strength has increased by at least 10%!"
"It seems that this power of faith can enhance my own strength!"
Sun Hao muttered to himself, and his face showed a touch of light.
"This Buddha's Kingdom is a good place to collect the power of faith!" Sun Hao thought.
"Absorbed all of it? My God! "
Wu Ji looked at Sun Hao, stunned in place, and did not react for a long time.
A piece of faith stone was enough for him to absorb for a hundred years.
Even the Four Great Vajra needed ten years to absorb one piece.
Buddha also needed a year, even Bodhisattva, it would take a month.
Apart from the Gautama Buddha, who else could absorb hundreds of faith stones at the same time?
"Could he be Buddha?"
Thinking like this, Wu Ji raised his eyebrows and hurriedly knelt down.
He crawled in front of Sun Hao, shivering.
"So, you are just their slave?" Sun Hao asked.
Wu Ji's face was bitter, "Great Buddha, no, Buddha, I am not a slave, I am Buddha's messenger, you can rest assured, I will listen to you and do everything well!"
"This seat is not Buddha, what are you afraid of?" Sun Hao said.
"You aren't Buddha Tathagata?"
Wu Ji secretly wiped his cold sweat, showing the joy of surviving a disaster.
"Buddha, you don't know, how can we compare to slaves, we are worse than pigs and dogs!"
"For tens of thousands of years, I have been trapped here, and if I am not careful, my soul will fly away, and my body will disappear!"
"You don't know how evil Buddha is, treating all living beings as ants!"
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