Chapter 356: The Compassion of Dou Lao Fo

There are so many disturbances above.

In Dou Changsheng's view, none of them are important, and it has nothing to do with him.

Now that he is not strong enough, it is not something he can participate in. Thinking about it now is purely asking for trouble.

So Dou Changsheng just thought about the information leaked by Long Jiu after he came, and he didn't care about it, and he didn't even have the mind to find a confidant to discuss it.

Beiji Palace fooled him so much, Dou Changsheng also lost interest in becoming the emperor, and didn't intend to execute the other party's orders, so he continued to hold on.

After the three treasures of Yu Ruyi were taken, even if they were taken away, there would be a reward, but now there is not a single hair, so it would be a ghost for Dou Changsheng to obey their orders.

To be honest, the attitude of Beiji Palace made Dou Changsheng confused, and he couldn't figure out what Beiji Palace was thinking.

Such means have no immortal style, and are not even as good as the lower nine gangs. At least they recruit thugs and give a reward.

There is also a lot of resistance in the court.

No one disobeyed in public, but they kept making small moves in private, such as this time at the Zongren Mansion.

A quarter of an hour after Long Jiu left.

Dou Changsheng realized.

He did not immediately test the attitude of Buddhism, but planned to attack the Zongren Mansion.

They were just a few former emperors, and they dared to disobey him, so they had to die.

Dou Changsheng's eyes were cold, as deep as a black hole, swallowing the light of heaven and earth.

If the other party did not hand over the Emperor's Sword, then he would take it.

It was too good before.

So he was restrained in doing things. The identity of the 37th son of Emperor Ziwei only increased his fame for a mediocre person, but for a ruthless person, it was enough to do a lot of things.

Dou Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again, his eyes had regained clarity.

He slowly began to stand up, grabbed the Vajra Pestle beside him, and felt a cold touch in the palm of his hand, like a thousand years of ice, and Dou Changsheng took the initiative to touch the power contained in it.

This earth-shaking force is like a sun, but it is imprisoned.

It is extremely difficult to let this force out.

A resistance force is constantly transmitted from the Vajra Pestle, but the resistance is not too great. This makes Dou Changsheng certain that the departure of Sanbao Yuruyi is not a bad thing, because the Vajra Pestle has evolved from an unusable gray state to a usable state.

This also proves one thing, that the immortal weapon is an extension of the immortal's vision, just like a monitor. As long as he carries the immortal weapon during this period of time, his every move will be watched.

Now that the Dragon Tree King Buddha has expressed dissatisfaction, but the Vajra Pestle can still be used, it means that everything has not yet reached an irreversible point.

Slowly carrying the Vajra Pestle on his back, Dou Changsheng gradually walked out of the hall, stood in the sun, felt the warm light, and squinted his eyes comfortably. After standing in the sun for about a quarter of an hour, Dou Changsheng walked out of the palace.

After a short while, he arrived outside the clan residence.

Dou Changsheng came quietly. The clan residence covers a vast area. This is just a general term. The palaces here are very large. It is a complete imperial palace, but it is not suspended above the sky. From Dou Changsheng's perspective, this place is no smaller than an imperial palace.

These former emperors know how to enjoy themselves and will not treat themselves badly. Just one look can tell how much money was wasted to build such a huge complex.

"Your Highness!"

When Dou Changsheng appeared outside the clan residence, the Grand Zongzheng immediately got the news and hurried out to greet him. After seeing Dou Changsheng, he saluted. Looking at the Grand Zongzheng in front of him, Dou Changsheng nodded slightly, and his impression of the Grand Zongzheng was neither good nor bad.

"Block the news, don't let anyone know that I'm here."

The Grand Zongzheng showed a look of embarrassment, but still nodded in response.

Dou Changsheng then walked into the Zongrenfu. Dou Changsheng believed that the Grand Zongzheng knew about it, and the previous emperors also knew about it. Don't underestimate their grasp of the news, but most people certainly don't know it, after all, only a few people are well-informed.

The Zongrenfu is very complicated, and it gathers many guest officials and clan children.

Outsiders are naturally the best. After all, no one who can enter the Zongrenfu is a weak person. If they are not talented, how can they be recruited by the Zongrenfu? It's hard to say about the clan members, and only a few of them are truly talented.

One hundred years before the founding of the country, the clan still had many talents, and outsiders were only a minority. Now the ratio has changed dramatically, and the number of guest officials recruited has increased several times.

The Grand Zongzheng looked at Dou Changsheng and couldn't help but feel worried. Dou Changsheng came alone, carrying the Vajra Pestle. No matter how you look at it, he is not a good person.

This put a lot of pressure on the Grand Master of the Imperial Clan, especially in the Imperial Clan House. Not everyone respects Dou Changsheng. Some fools, relying on their bloodline, often say some unpleasant things.

After hesitating for a while, the Grand Master of the Imperial Clan had to remind him, "Your Highness."

"Not everyone is happy to see you in power. There are always some fools who don't know your sadness and say some unpleasant things."

"But most people are happy to see your Highness take the throne, so please don't let this part of people affect your perception of the Imperial Clan House. No matter when, the previous emperors all supported your Highness."

Dou Changsheng sneered when he heard this.

The last time he went to the North Pole Palace, he learned a lot of secrets. It was no secret that he was not the emperor's son.

So these former emperors must hate him to death, but none of them supports him.

If there were no contemporary immortals to suppress them, they would have attacked him long ago.

However, Dou Changsheng did not tell this joke, but changed the subject and said, "Who holds the Emperor's Sword?"

The thing that the Grand Master feared and worried about the most happened. His face showed a miserable look, and he said bitterly, "Who holds the Emperor's Sword?"

"I really don't know."

"Although I am the Grand Master, the Zongrenfu is a place where there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It is very deep."

"Don't talk about who holds the Emperor's Sword. Even if there are several emperors who are still alive, I can't know exactly."

"Not to mention Taizong's disappearance, Gaozong and Xianzong must have, and I don't know about the rest."

Dou Changsheng looked at the Grand Master, slowly moved his eyes away and said, "You have been the Grand Master for only a few years. It is difficult to control the Zongrenfu, so I won't make it difficult for you. Since you don't know who holds the Emperor's Sword."

"Then I have a simple way, which is easy to find out."

Dou Changsheng suddenly stopped. He originally planned to visit the Zongrenfu, but now he has lost all interest.

The Vajra Pestle behind him was directly grabbed by Dou Changsheng's right hand. The Vajra Pestle was held in his hand like a stick. Dou Changsheng flicked it lightly with a slender finger.

As the white fingers vibrated, the Vajra Pestle trembled, and an invisible wave broke out.

Countless clouds gathered frantically, as if a pair of invisible hands were stirring, and the clouds in the sky suddenly changed.

The surging and violent power, the crazy rotation, like a huge vortex, rolled up the power of the nine heavens and ten earths. A majestic hall in front was broken in an instant, like tofu. Even if this hall had a protective power, it was a formation. The light had been lit, but it didn't last even for a moment. The light disappeared and the hall was broken.

The strands of Buddha's light were constantly overflowing from the Vajra Pestle, like rain all over the sky falling between heaven and earth, but this did not bring vitality, but the power of destruction.

The Buddha's light, like the power of destruction, destroyed everything unscrupulously.

"Your Highness,"

The screams were endless, from the moment they appeared to the moment they disappeared, they did not last for a breath, they just sounded and then stopped abruptly.

This made the Grand Master scream immediately, and then he knelt down in front of Dou Changsheng, begging: "Your Highness, why do you have to do this?"

"Everything can be discussed."

Dou Changsheng looked down at the Grand Master, put one hand on his chest, and said solemnly: "Amitabha."

"I am doing this for their own good."

"After practicing for so many years, they have never achieved great freedom."

"Now I will help them, and everyone will go to the Western Paradise, worry-free, free and at ease, isn't it beautiful."

A roaring sound rang out, and the world changed drastically. This movement caused an unknown number of people to be alarmed. Dou Changsheng turned a blind eye to the prying eyes. Seeing that the clan mansion had only collapsed by one-third, he could not help but applaud and said: "It is worthy of being the clan mansion. It is indeed profound."

"So many people survived."

"Amitabha, it seems that my Buddhist teachings are not spiritual enough."

"Please go to the West to enjoy yourself again."

Dou Changsheng held the Vajra Pestle in his hand and hit it hard on the ground this time.

The bluestone ground was intact and had no damage, as if the Vajra Pestle was just an ordinary iron tool, but the dazzling Buddha light, with Dou Changsheng as the center, burst out with a bang.

The endless Buddha light, like a flood, destroyed everything.

A will suddenly appeared, overlooking the world.

It was like a big sun, shining on the world, and the bursting Buddha light began to dissipate inch by inch, as if it had never appeared from beginning to end.

The gate of a palace was wide open, and an emperor wearing a crown and a crown had already strode out. An unhappy voice sounded: "King Qian."

"You are too presumptuous."

"This is the imperial capital, not a place where you can act wild."

"Allowing you to bring the Vajra Pestle into the city is already a great grace, and you dare to use the immortal weapon."

The visitor was very angry, and before he finished scolding, Dou Changsheng pointed at the visitor and said: "Who is this person?"

"Forget it, he is a dead man, there is no need to know."

The light that kept flowing in the Vajra Pestle suddenly became bright. In a blink of an eye, the Vajra Pestle was filled with thousands of lights, and endless Sanskrit sounds kept ringing, and swastikas were constantly derived, which were connected to each other, and a figure could be vaguely seen.

Sitting on the lotus platform, holding the wisdom seal in his hand, the treasure is solemn, sacred and compassionate.

On Dou Changsheng's skin, there was a piece of pure gold, pure and transparent, like glass. The holy Buddha form had been activated, echoing with the Vajra Pestle. Compassionate preaching, just uttered a word, it was interrupted.

"Dou Changsheng!"

A roaring sound rang out, like the sound of thunder.

The sound fell from the nine heavens, and every word was like a mountain, directly pressing on Dou Changsheng.

The light on the Vajra Pestle was constantly dissipating, and the immortal weapon that was revived for a while was beginning to quiet down.

"Compassion, compassion, compassion."

"It turns out that the Vajra Pestle alone cannot subdue demons and eliminate demons."

"Luo Jing help me!"

Outside the imperial capital, Luo Jing, who was suspended in the air, suddenly moved, like a meteor, rushing towards the imperial capital.

"Enough."

"How long are you going to make trouble?"

"Don't force me to kill you."

Dou Changsheng's clothes were filled with golden light, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, like a Buddha. He said kindly: "Who are you?"

"Dare to say kill me?"

"I respect you a few words, and you really think you are my ancestor."

"If you don't accept it, come down and show me."

"My father is Emperor Ziwei, I have thirty-six brothers, and my uncle is Lord Qingxuan."

"Mercy, mercy, mercy, "

"I, Dou Changsheng, never rely on background, but on strength."

"Everyone says that you are invincible in the world, but I don't believe it."

"Hurry up, come and fight."

The Grand Master quickly put his face to the ground, rolled his eyes, and pretended to know nothing. Dou Changsheng was crazy, completely crazy, and dared to say such treasonous words.

At this moment, the Grand Master really regretted why he showed up today.

Dou Changsheng was doomed to die, and he was afraid that he would also be silenced.

Dou Changsheng looked up at the sky, watching the other party for a long time without saying a word. He didn't even open the holy Buddha form, there was no need at all. He threw the Vajra Pestle forward, like a meteor piercing the sun, and instantly pierced the emperor's chest.

There was no obstacle in the middle, everything went very smoothly.

As judged, Long Jiu's arrival was unknown to others, but the immortals of the time must have understood it.

Such people who look ahead and behind are just thinking too much. Long Jiu just left, and he dared to be so arrogant. In addition, as the adopted son of Emperor Ziwei, he must have wondered if this was the intention of Emperor Ziwei.

Killing is a test.

Not stopping is tacit consent.

If the other party doesn't give, he will take it.

Recently, there have been too many compromises. The world should play by its own rules, not obey them.

The immortals of the time cut themselves, causing chaos in the world. Two of the five cities have lost their lives. The cost is too high. How dare they kill me?

I am the son of Emperor Ziwei, the son of the Buddha of King Nagarjuna, and it is related to his escape.

I am invincible to him.

After this attempt, one thing has been announced.

From then on, it was Tian Gang's turn.

He was the father and he was the son.

"Your evil thoughts were too deep, and you were greatly affected by the magic sword. You lost your mind for a while, but you will eventually wake up. Let's talk about it when you wake up."

"The Emperor's Sword will be temporarily handed over to the Emperor for safekeeping."