National Luck: At the beginning of the game, 1.4 billion people help me build a foundation

Zen Master Dajue's cough was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, and it had a wonderful magic power that made people involuntarily relax their spiritual energy.

"Kukai, the Emperor of the Night, and the Eight Buddhas are my earthly enemies. Please step aside for the time being. It's time for me to get my things back today."

Zen Master Dajue strode out, and the distance of each step was as if measured with a ruler. There was no difference. Moreover, with each step he took, a lotus blossomed under his feet.

"Lotus grows step by step. Has Zen Master Dajue reached the highest realm in Buddhism? There is no self and no one!" someone exclaimed.

Zen Master Dajue smiled faintly:

"Where does this highest level of bullshit come from? It's just nonsense I talked about back then."

While smiling, he walked under the huge bodies of the Eight Buddhas as if he were in a deserted place, and walked straight towards the golden body of the Lord Buddha.

The Eight Buddhas, as if they wished they could not see Master Dajue, remained motionless, like wooden piles.

The real dragon was still using dragon flames to refine the restrictions. When he saw Zen Master Dajue approaching, he immediately stopped and asked:

"What do you want to do?"

Zen Master Dajue pointed at the three-faced golden Buddha in the restriction and said with a smile:

"Of course I'll get my things back, my friend."

The Eight Buddhas woke up like a dream, and resumed their activities one by one. They turned to Zen Master Dajue and shouted:

"You traitor, what are you talking nonsense about? This is clearly the golden body of Lord Infinite Buddha in his previous life! What is yours!"

But Zen Master Dajue laughed so hard that he burst into tears. He didn't know what could be so funny.

"Aren't you enlightened yet? What kind of golden body in the past life? This is me! Even you are the inner demons that I separated back then. You are not the Eight Buddhas at all, but the Eight Demons."

His words were like a thunderbolt that struck everyone, leaving them speechless.

Muchen's heart also stirred up huge waves. He looked up and saw that Zen Master Dajue had changed his image at this moment. He was dressed in a white robe, with precious light scattered everywhere, he was sacred and dignified, and the sound of Buddha was lingering.

Is this still the same lunatic monk he usually is?

"You, who are you?" the real dragon cried out in horror.

Zen Master Dajue closed his eyes and calmed down, put his hands on his knees, and two more phantoms appeared behind him.

The phantom on the left opened his mouth and said:

"Since you have seen the future, why don't you worship?"

The phantom on the right loudly said:

"Since you have seen the past, why don't you worship?"

Zen Master Dajue opened his eyes and said:

"Now that you've seen it, why don't you worship me!"

As if struck by lightning, the eight Buddhas were speechless and said in unison:

"The three Buddhas of the past, present and future!"

The eight Buddhas trembled like cicadas, bowed their heads, and said to Zen Master Dajue: "Greetings to the three World Honored Ones!"

Zen Master Dajue shook his head: "You are wrong. We are originally one body, and you eight demons are just one calamity in my mortal world. I will save you today!"

He waved his hand gently, and the bodies of the eight Buddhas were instantly annihilated into dots of white light and dissipated in this treasure land.

With one move, he destroyed the eight top experts from Daluo Temple. The other experts were shocked and immediately realized that these were experts from the immortal world, with a look of fear on their faces.

And the three-sided golden body in the golden light shield also broke through the restrictions and sat opposite Zen Master Dajue.

Muchen's mind didn't turn around for a moment. He was stunned for a long time and then murmured to himself:

"Past, present, future... aren't these the lamps, Tathagata, and Maitreya?"

Zen Master Dajue and the Three-faced Golden Body actually began to spin around the middle of the two. They spun faster and faster, and finally turned into a huge whirlpool of spiritual energy, and the entire treasure land began to shake.

"This place is going to collapse! Damn it, something like this happened here!"

"Let's go quickly!"

Many powerful men flew towards the golden portal, wanting to leave here.

"Don't worry, everyone, how can I let you come empty-handed on this trip!"

An extremely ethereal voice came from the whirlpool, and Zen Master Dajue walked out of it. It seemed that the fusion had been completed.

"Your Majesty, World Honored One, how dare we covet the treasures of this treasure land in front of you? We just want to get out alive!"

"Yes! If I knew you were here, I wouldn't dare come here even if I were killed!"

These ancestors who have lived for tens of thousands of years, usually do not bow or bow to anyone who sees them outside, but now they behave like little shrimps in front of Zen Master Dajue.

"No need to panic, I have an opportunity for you."

Zen Master Dajue moved his hands for a moment, and a whirlpool of spiritual energy appeared in front of him. There seemed to be the sun, moon and stars in it. Just a glance at it could suck away the soul of a person.

"This is the Box of Destiny. You are all blessed with great fortune. This Box of Destiny can bestow upon you magic weapons of different levels according to your destiny and luck."

All the powerful men looked at each other, wondering why Zen Master Dajue wanted to give them this opportunity in vain.

After all, there was still a bold person among them. An old man with purple hair came out and said with a loud voice:

"I come!"

As he walked in front of the spiritual energy vortex, Zen Master Dajue made a gesture of invitation. The purple-haired old man took a deep breath and stretched his hand inside.

A ray of light immediately came from the spiritual energy vortex. The purple-haired old man looked happy and pulled his hand out. There was a small flag in his hand, which looked very ordinary.

"Zhenren Zilong is a powerful man at the pinnacle of the Ascension Realm and the ancestor of the four sects. He is blessed with great luck and has obtained a low-grade holy object!"

Zen Master Dajue said loudly, the purple-haired old man showed a look of ecstasy on his face, and the others also showed a look of greed.

"Hahaha! Holy object! I can actually get a holy object!"

But he smiled and smiled, and his whole body suddenly aged rapidly. After a while, his whole body turned into white bones, which scattered with a clatter and turned into ashes.

All the powerful men were horrified, but only Zen Master Dajue said calmly:

"It's a pity that although his luck was great, it has been exhausted by him. He cannot afford such a huge price."

Now no one dared to step forward, everyone fell into silence.

The real dragon that was scared away by Zen Master Dajue before turned into a human form and walked up to Zen Master Dajue and bowed respectfully:

"World Honored One, I wonder if I can give it a try! My dragon sons and grandsons are all over the three thousand worlds. The great fortune of the dragon clan has failed me. I wonder if I can withstand the backlash?"

Zen Master Dajue said: "You will know once you try it."

The real dragon stared at the spiritual energy vortex, made great determination, and finally stretched out his hand. Just as he was about to reach into the spiritual energy vortex, he heard a voice coming from behind:

"stop!"

Zhenlong turned around and saw Muchen Zhen standing behind him, his eyes clear and his face expressionless as he looked at him.

"Where did you come from, get out of here!"

Zhenlong didn't want to be rude in front of Zen Master Dajue, so he just shouted at Muchen.