Chapter 323: Lord of Buddha Burials on the Plateau, Emperor Shitian
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Li Yue Wu Sheng
Emperor Shitian raised a finger and tapped it lightly on Xiao Junlin's shoulder that had just been pierced by a silver needle.
Those fingers seemed to have some kind of healing power.
Soon, Xiao Junlin's shoulder wound healed visibly.
This scene fell into Feng Liu's eyes and made him even more sure that the gap between him and the great master of the extreme realm was not just a tiny bit.
Transformation is the pinnacle of human martial arts, and it can also be explained scientifically.
But the ability of the extreme realm can no longer be explained by science.
After all, there is another way of saying that the great master of the extreme realm is a land god.
At this moment, Feng Liu understood the reason why Emperor Shitian was unwilling to give up his position as the master of the Buddha Burial on the Plateau.
After cultivating this magical power, he no longer looks at other people and the inheritance of Buddhist burials on the plateau from a "human" perspective, but from a "god" perspective.
How could a "god" allow his position to be replaced by an 8-year-old child?
No wonder that even in the Buddhist burials on the plateau, a new soul boy is found every 33 years, and every effort is made to bring him back to the Buddhist burial in the plateau to inherit the throne of the Buddha.
But in the past hundred years, no new soul boy has been able to return to the plateau for Buddhist burial.
The reason, in fact, the old monks who buried the Buddha on the plateau also understood that it was because the new soul boys were all killed.
As for who did it.
They thought about it, but they didn't dare to admit it.
Seeing that his injuries had recovered, Xiao Junlin knelt down next to Emperor Shitian like a dog, "Thank you, Lord Buddha! Thank you, Lord Buddha!"
He stepped aside knowingly.
Waiting for Emperor Shitian to speak.
Emperor Shitian first looked at Zhao Wujiang.
The purple pupils emitted a dim light, seeming to see through everything about Zhao Wujiang.
Soon, Emperor Shitian shifted his gaze in a bored manner.
Obviously, Zhao Wujiang did not pose a threat in his eyes.
But when he saw Feng Liu, Emperor Shitian's eyes changed slightly.
"You have practiced a lot of Pure Yang Supreme Kung Fu, Liang Yi Infinite Heart Technique, World-Ending Sword Technique, and martial arts passed down by the ancestors of the Dragon Kingdom. Unfortunately, your level is too low. These martial arts are a waste of time on you."
Emperor Shitian had already seen through all the martial arts on Feng Liu with just one glance.
Feng Liu suppressed the shock in his heart and said calmly, "Plateau Buddha Burial, when did you collude with the Ministry of War?"
Emperor Shitian did not answer Feng Liu's question directly. His expression remained indifferent, and even his words could not detect any human emotions.
"I, the Buddha, am merciful, and all injustices in the world are under my control."
These seemingly simple words carry a supremely domineering meaning.
"There are too many injustices in the world. More than 20 years ago, Xiao Junlin falsely conveyed the Supreme Order and killed hundreds of members of the Zhao family. Do you care about this matter?"
Fengliu is neither humble nor arrogant. Even when facing the land gods, he still wants to discuss the truth. This is also giving him time to find a way to escape.
Xiao Junlin frowned, knowing that Feng Liu wanted to sow discord between himself and Emperor Shitian.
But he didn't dare to speak.
Emperor Shitian still couldn't see any emotion, and just said indifferently: "You can control it, but you can't care."
When Zhao Wujiang heard this, an unknown fire rushed up in his heart.
You can manage it, you can ignore it.
The so-called injustice in the world is not a matter of a word from your Emperor Shitian?
What a domineering man!
But Zhao Wujiang did not impulsively argue with Emperor Shitian, but whispered to Feng Liu: "Find a way to evacuate first."
Feng Liu raised his eyebrows and smiled. If Emperor Shitian was determined to keep them, I'm afraid neither of them would be able to leave today.
The only way is to prevent Emperor Shitian from taking action first.
Feng Liu put his hands behind his back, looking confident, "It's okay to take care of it or not. I have another question. Please clarify it, Lord Buddha."
Those fingers seemed to have some kind of healing power.
Soon, Xiao Junlin's shoulder wound healed visibly.
This scene fell into Feng Liu's eyes and made him even more sure that the gap between him and the great master of the extreme realm was not just a tiny bit.
Transformation is the pinnacle of human martial arts, and it can also be explained scientifically.
But the ability of the extreme realm can no longer be explained by science.
After all, there is another way of saying that the great master of the extreme realm is a land god.
At this moment, Feng Liu understood the reason why Emperor Shitian was unwilling to give up his position as the master of the Buddha Burial on the Plateau.
After cultivating this magical power, he no longer looks at other people and the inheritance of Buddhist burials on the plateau from a "human" perspective, but from a "god" perspective.
How could a "god" allow his position to be replaced by an 8-year-old child?
No wonder that even in the Buddhist burials on the plateau, a new soul boy is found every 33 years, and every effort is made to bring him back to the Buddhist burial in the plateau to inherit the throne of the Buddha.
But in the past hundred years, no new soul boy has been able to return to the plateau for Buddhist burial.
The reason, in fact, the old monks who buried the Buddha on the plateau also understood that it was because the new soul boys were all killed.
As for who did it.
They thought about it, but they didn't dare to admit it.
Seeing that his injuries had recovered, Xiao Junlin knelt down next to Emperor Shitian like a dog, "Thank you, Lord Buddha! Thank you, Lord Buddha!"
He stepped aside knowingly.
Waiting for Emperor Shitian to speak.
Emperor Shitian first looked at Zhao Wujiang.
The purple pupils emitted a dim light, seeming to see through everything about Zhao Wujiang.
Soon, Emperor Shitian shifted his gaze in a bored manner.
Obviously, Zhao Wujiang did not pose a threat in his eyes.
But when he saw Feng Liu, Emperor Shitian's eyes changed slightly.
"You have practiced a lot of Pure Yang Supreme Kung Fu, Liang Yi Infinite Heart Technique, World-Ending Sword Technique, and martial arts passed down by the ancestors of the Dragon Kingdom. Unfortunately, your level is too low. These martial arts are a waste of time on you."
Emperor Shitian had already seen through all the martial arts on Feng Liu with just one glance.
Feng Liu suppressed the shock in his heart and said calmly, "Plateau Buddha Burial, when did you collude with the Ministry of War?"
Emperor Shitian did not answer Feng Liu's question directly. His expression remained indifferent, and even his words could not detect any human emotions.
"I, the Buddha, am merciful, and all injustices in the world are under my control."
These seemingly simple words carry a supremely domineering meaning.
"There are too many injustices in the world. More than 20 years ago, Xiao Junlin falsely conveyed the Supreme Order and killed hundreds of members of the Zhao family. Do you care about this matter?"
Fengliu is neither humble nor arrogant. Even when facing the land gods, he still wants to discuss the truth. This is also giving him time to find a way to escape.
Xiao Junlin frowned, knowing that Feng Liu wanted to sow discord between himself and Emperor Shitian.
But he didn't dare to speak.
Emperor Shitian still couldn't see any emotion, and just said indifferently: "You can control it, but you can't care."
When Zhao Wujiang heard this, an unknown fire rushed up in his heart.
You can manage it, you can ignore it.
The so-called injustice in the world is not a matter of a word from your Emperor Shitian?
What a domineering man!
But Zhao Wujiang did not impulsively argue with Emperor Shitian, but whispered to Feng Liu: "Find a way to evacuate first."
Feng Liu raised his eyebrows and smiled. If Emperor Shitian was determined to keep them, I'm afraid neither of them would be able to leave today.
The only way is to prevent Emperor Shitian from taking action first.
Feng Liu put his hands behind his back, looking confident, "It's okay to take care of it or not. I have another question. Please clarify it, Lord Buddha."
