My Rich Wife Chapter 2941 The Wish Buddha's Statue

2941 The Wish Buddha's Statue
Luo Xueyi sighed softly.
"There are still many vague memories and I can't recall the exact details. However, it's not that easy to deal with Buddha Asura."
"Luo Xueyi, who exactly are you?"
Qin Yu suddenly asked.
His karma with Buddhism was all because of her.
Moreover, there seemed to be many seals in her memories. Therefore, Qin Yu was very curious about her identity.
"The reincarnation of Buddhism is different from Daoism. There are thirteen leaves in a lotus. Every reincarnation of Buddhism has a purpose. Even I can't predict it to avoid tracking and destruction. I can only know who I am when the lotus blooms and touches the seal. If anything happens to me during this process, this memory will be hidden forever."
Luo Xueyi smiled bitterly.
Almost at the same time, the few people who were talking felt something in their hearts.
The entire Saint World underwent another intense change in air current. A powerful aura erupted in the distance.
The astronomical phenomena began to change drastically. The corresponding star of Kunlun suddenly lit up again and a powerful Buddhist light surged within.
Qin Yu's expression changed drastically. Was there a new Holy Lord so quickly?
Furthermore, this was the ancient Saint Kingdom, Kunlun. Even if Holy Lord Su Xinghe had died, this should not have happened so quickly.
"Look at the star that corresponds to Kunlun. It's extremely dim. The qi of the living beings there is extremely low. I'm afraid that there are not many living beings there. Buddha Asura might have descended on Kunlun with his true body. That's why such a long-standing land of sword cultivators can fall so quickly."
Luo Xueyi sighed.
"This is a f*cking dimensional attack. I think we should hide for a while. I still have a few magical artifacts here that can hide our internal qi. Why don't we call Chang Mang to hide together?"
Fatty Situ said and he felt a little embarrassed.
There were also quite many Holy Consciousness cultivators in the Kunlun Saint Kingdom.
As a holy land for sword cultivators, most of the top ten swordsmen were in Kunlun. If even an ancient sacred sect like this had fallen so quickly, what could they rely on to resist this power?
Qin Yu shook his head. At this moment, it was not only the Martial and Kunlun that were changing, but the other human race's Saint Kingdoms were also faintly enveloped by Buddhist light.
It was very likely that the place where Buddha Asura was about to descend was one of the human race's Saint Kingdoms.
With his strength, that was a debilitating blow.
Qin Yu felt heavy. Was this the price for the countless Daoist priests of the human race to stop them?
Before he could think about it again, the change suddenly happened again.
Countless miserable howls suddenly sounded around Qin Yu and the others. The sounds seemed to have been subjected to torture.
The expressions of those who cultivated the Reincarnation Scripture were twisted.
Even those with high cultivation were the same.
They did not lose their strength, but it was as if they had lost all their spiritual energy.
Traces of internal qi were drawn out of their heads and intertwined together.
In the end, it formed an ugly monk. His face was even more terrifying than the demons of hell.
"Senior Brother, since we are all determined to be the Devil Buddha, then let the name be completely fulfilled. Everything is for Faramita."
Pu Yi looked at the faraway shore and seemed to meet Pu Jue's eyes.
Those who had their internal qi extracted seemed to have a dull expression on their faces at this moment.
They had once used the power of all the gods of the Faramita to create Buddhist scriptures and made many people understand the true meaning of the Faramita.
At that time, the Reincarnation Scripture made one's thoughts clear.
Moreover, the Faramita of the Buddha Realm had unreservedly tilted the true essence of Buddhism into it. That volume of Buddhist scriptures had spread throughout the six realms. Everyone at that time was devoted to Buddhism.
The Faramita was the paradise that almost all living beings yearned for.
Many experts obtained powerful insights because of this. They were afraid of the huge influence of the Buddha Realm.
However, the outcome was to become the Devil Buddha and suffer the joint killing of the six realms.
During that period, Faramita became a demon that everyone hated.
Countless Buddhists from the Faramita had died tragically. They had not recovered by a millionth until now, so he was no longer willing to be a Buddha who did not ask for anything in return. There was only Buddha Asura in the Faramita.
This included the Reincarnation Scripture, which he had altered over a long time.
It had become a cultivation technique for him to absorb the power of wish. The life and death of these people who cultivated the Reincarnation Scripture were in his hands.
"The Wish Buddha's Statue! This old fellow has a big appetite! He intends to turn this Saint World into his wish pond."
When the cat-eared girl saw the Buddha statue, she immediately revealed an angry expression.
"The power of the Path of Heaven's pardon has descended on Buddha Asura alone. He seems to have sensed it in advance. The Faramita must have made this deal with the Path of Heaven, but it doesn't matter. Our sources are not above these creatures, so there's no need to care."
The woman in plain clothes saw that the cat-eared girl was starting to mumble again and quickly stopped her.
"That can't be the case. I can't accept the fact that those old fellows of the Faramita have become stronger."
"This is already unavoidable under the power of the Path of Heaven's pardon. Even the living beings here can't resolve the Wish Buddha's Statue that has been condensed."
The girl still felt that everything was set in stone.
"Sister, there are a few decent fellows here. Do you think they have a chance to break this Buddha statue?"
The cat-eared girl was curious.
"It's difficult."
"Although this was only 10% of the true body's power, this power of wish had already far exceeded the power of this Saint World."
"This is already a dimensional reduction attack on another level. It's like a God coming to fight us."
"That little fellow's power fire seed wasn't bad. This kind of power was extremely rare even among the gods. It seemed to be the fire seed of a high-level god, but he was too young."
"If that power was magnified hundreds of thousands of times, he might be another powerful god."
"However, this world was destined not to give him that much time."
As the girl in plain clothes thought about it, it seemed that everything was no secret in front of her.
In the Eight Desolates Beast Domain, Chang Mang's expression changed drastically.
Farmer, whom he was chasing, suddenly stopped. Then he seemed to have lost his soul.
However, Chang Mang's gaze did not fall on the Holy Consciousness. An evil spirit that resembled hell slowly walked over from behind Farmer.
The extremely ugly face softly chanted a Buddhist name. His hands were already stretched out, reaching out to grab Chang Mang.
For some reason, Chang Mang felt as though that palm strike was the wave of an ordinary person's hand.
There was no energy fluctuation on it, but he felt that he could not avoid this palm.