The storm is raging.

The next day arrived quickly.

After overnight work, the high platform for the monks to preach has been completed.

Several foreign reporters were loudly praising what they saw in front of the camera.

Praising the greatness of faith and bragging about King Buddha's profound Dharma.

With a reserved smile on his face, Wang Fo walked up to the high platform step by step and sat cross-legged on the high platform. He raised his eyes and looked in all directions. The bright Buddha light bloomed from him, and vague Sanskrit sentences loomed in the void, in a trance. In the meantime, even the clouds in the sky were dyed golden, turning into a majestic Buddha, lowering his eyebrows and nodding towards the world, closing his eyes and smiling.

There was a roaring sound from below, which seemed very shocking.

Countless people kowtowed to the Buddha on the high platform.

Looking at the buried heads and raised buttocks below, Wang Fo smiled proudly and began to preach.

He ignored the muzzles and muzzles of guns that were still pointing at him.

"In the past, in the supreme wonderland of the Great Thunder Sound Temple in Lingshan, the Buddha taught the Dharma to all sentient beings, and three thousand revelations were revealed. Thunders from the five directions, thousands of monks, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas and Arhats all arrived. At that time, the goddess scattered flowers , golden lotuses sprouted from the ground, and various visions are always there, but not always... The Buddha stopped suddenly from preaching, and suddenly said: "The world is undergoing great changes. People in the world have much greed, much anger, much ignorance, much hatred, much annoyance, and much resentment." ...I now have one hundred thousand superior sutras, which can save sentient beings in the purgatory of the human world, and can dissolve hundreds of feet of evil obstacles in the world of mortals. Now I choose one person to go to the human world, save all sentient beings, and on the day of success, he will become a Buddha!'..."

What he recited and narrated was not any profound Buddhist scripture in the history of Buddhism, but the "Sutra of Nanhai Mingwang Buddha's Incarnation to Save the World from Disasters" which he made up at random. It was all about bragging about himself and infinitely improving his status.

Put yourself in the position of a direct disciple of the Buddha who came to the world to save all sentient beings under the orders of the Buddha.

Coupled with his secret luck, although the scriptures are simple and ignorant, they carry great magic power and can truly brainwash a person and imprint the contents of these scriptures into other people's heads, making people believe in themselves unwaveringly. !

When he was talking about the wonderful point, he couldn't help but shake his head, and used his divine power to transform many heavenly maidens and concubines, spreading their graceful bodies in mid-air, and slowly scattering golden petals.

There are also phantoms of Buddhist power appearing one after another.

Tathagata Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, Avalokitesvara, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, Victorious Buddha... One after another, the phantoms of Buddhist power that are highly recognizable among the people appeared, nodding and smiling at Mingwang Buddha. The deputy was very sure of his appearance.

This was Ming Wang Buddha's specialty, but the more he talked about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Why, haven’t I harvested back the power of faith I lost?

Why do I feel like I am getting older and weaker?

Looking at the wrinkles that quietly appeared on his hands, Nanhai Mingwang Buddha thought of the tragic scenes of the Papal Kingdom that were spread all over the world. He was shocked and subconsciously wanted to escape using the magical feet of Buddhism.

As a result, he found that he was firmly bound in place by the surging electromagnetic magnetic field!

At this moment, the commander pressed a button with a fierce look on his face, and the bomb that had been buried during the construction of the high platform exploded instantly, and the cannon that had already adjusted its muzzle and parameters kept firing.

The soldiers who had been prepared quickly dispersed with a roar, holding steel guns and looking warily at the scene that was being bombarded.

The unprepared reporters and Wang Fo's entourage were unlucky. They were either caught in the aftermath of the explosion or shot by soldiers.

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