I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3551: Chapter 1740: 1 Word Becomes Directive, Turns into You Yuan, Melts Stairway to Heaven, Holds This Realm_2

In a sudden daze, it was no longer purely a drop of blood, but morphed into a...

"Buddha?"

...

Feng Xiaoshuang regretted countless times.

She really wanted to cancel the mission and go home to rest properly.

She really wished to live another five hundred, fifty... even five more years would do.

She had no choice.

She could only bear the Dao Imparting Mirror.

Following the old family head’s orders, she gritted her teeth and aimed it at the black drop of blood on the Stairway to Heaven from afar.

Across the five regions, in the Dao Imparting Mirror, the image of Lord Shou and Lord Cang Sheng rapidly shrank, replaced by the Stairway to Heaven and the Dead Sea.

"Hum!"

On one side, the black blood disappeared.

Above the clouds, on the Stairway to Heaven, astonishingly appeared a golden Buddha sitting cross-legged with a majestic appearance.

"Shi!"

On the other side, the waves surged in the Dead Sea.

Sleeveless Saint Servant, in response to the voice, his entire body scorched.

He appeared as nothing more than a shell, a body burnt by a fierce fire.

The cracked spot on his forehead suddenly brightened with a speck of incongruity, like a vermillion shining gold not belonging to him.

When that vermillion shone with golden light, from the charred wounds on his upper body, endless golden Buddha nature power surged outward.

"Golden?"

Feng Zhongzui blinked his eyes.

Looking again, his scalp tingled.

It was distinctly the diabolical force of black!

What that vermillion brought to light was not some golden brilliance, but a blood red glow!

No time to let him explain...

In the hearts of everyone across the five regions, a resounding voice echoed:

"Sang Qiye, humbly invites Divine Oracles!"

...

"Om mani padme hum..."

"Om mani padme hum..."

"Om mani padme hum..."

So like the previous earth-shaking Great Brahma Dragon Sound, yet fundamentally different.

Because now the six-word mantra was not rising gradually, nor did it induce devil invasion, but was purely a gentle power that soothed the heart, yet bore absolute shock.

When the golden light shone from the golden Buddha with majestic appearance atop the Stairway to Heaven, throwing golden radiance to the world.

On the sinful ground of the Dead Sea, within the black water, and embedded in the vermillion, Buddhist light also emerged.

In a Sleeveless· Red Scorched Body state, Elder Sang, initially like a black stone, suddenly awakened, shouting:

"Through the red scorched, grievances shall return!"

In an instant, black water around him dispersed, gathering golden light.

"Buzz..."

Amidst the waves of golden light.

Behind him vaguely emerged a giant Lotus Platform.

On the Stairway to Heaven, the figure occasionally of black blood, occasionally of Buddha, thoroughly consolidated into the latter.

The Buddha in golden light seemed to expel the devil invasion in an instant, rising on the Stairway to Heaven, springing forth.

"Boom!"

A massive shock struck the minds of people across the five regions.

But the Buddha atop the Stairway vanished.

On the universal Lotus Platform behind Sleeveless Saint Servant, a vast Buddha appeared, sitting cross-legged.

It was cast with a Golden Body, gentle in demeanor, smiling with joy, left hand gently raised to the belly, containing nothing, right hand lightly pinched at the chest, with no hand seals.

"This is..."

Just by looking.

The Big Belly Buddha gave off an impression of detachment and freedom, a figure crafted only in peaceful times.

It bore little recognition.

For during peaceful times, people could focus only on their own matters, without entrusting faith to faithless things.

Pray to heaven, to gods, to Buddha, to ancestors, each is not as good as relying on oneself.

Yet people hadn’t even memorized any insignificant feature of this Big Belly Buddha, when a blink later, something terrifying occurred...

The Buddha turned black!

It no longer wore a gentle smile but bore a sorrowful look.

It became entangled instead of detached, holding objects in both hands, suspending a skull rosary with one, pressing a hand seal with the other.

The golden Lotus Platform, under this devil-invaded Buddha figure, faintly seeped some black liquid.

At a certain moment, when looked at closely, people across the five regions were startled to find...

The Buddha was upside down!

It stood on its head on the Lotus Platform, legs in the air – in this posture, those sorrowful inverted eyes stared, rolling ceaselessly, extraordinarily bizarre!

Even Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

What sort of Buddha was this, with such a devilish nature?

Too inappropriate, too indecorous, too unserious!

"Subversion, collapse, chaos..."

From within, he could only interpret such incomprehensible thoughts.

But the world is so inclusive, no matter how inappropriate, how indecorous, how unserious, if it exists, there’s a reason.

When that "inverted Buddha figure" emerged, Elder Sang suddenly became devout.

He lost his erratic nature, his fierceness, his intimidation.

Even the face that usually appeared terrifying up close, now looked amiable.

"It moved..."

Feng Zhongzui’s pupils trembled.

Yes, Sleeveless Saint Servant moved.

He took a step forward, his charred body receding, transforming into a simple gray-brown monk’s robe.

Amidst the surging black pure water, his straw hat was easily removed.

It turned out his head... or rather, all the hair on his head had fallen, turning him into a monk.

This monk had red lips and white teeth, a vermillion spot on his forehead, but with knitted brows, appeared worried.

He took another step forward, with no sign of power change, the entire being silently walked out of the Dead Sea, appearing beside Xu Xiaoshou.

"What?"

Xu Xiaoshou stumbled in fright.

He almost couldn’t keep up with the speed of the old man... Wait, is this still the old man?

He looked at the monk in front of him, stunned.

"What!"

Feng Xiaoshuang also shuddered.

The Dao Imparting Mirror cast at this moment, showing Sleeveless Saint Servant, appeared so illusory, so unreal.

No, it shouldn’t be Sleeveless Saint Servant anymore, he was Sleeveless in monk robes... ethereal Sleeveless in monk robes, with a monk’s knife around his waist, holding a magic staff, this combination, incredibly bizarre!

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