He founded Buddhism in Tianzhu, and even when he met those ancient gods, he never suffered such insults.
Sakyamuni was very angry and wanted to leave, but when he thought of what he had seen in the long river of time, he forced himself to stay.
After all, the man in front of him is his only hope to reopen the Buddhist Kingdom of Tianzhu.
Since the other party is a powerful senior, it seems that he can accept it if he touches his head.
Perhaps in the ancient times of Kyushu, this was a way to represent intimacy?
Thinking this way, Sakyamuni felt much better.
Facing Li Xiang's scrutinizing gaze, Sakyamuni clasped his hands together, and the bun on his head slowly disappeared, revealing his smooth scalp.
The sunlight passed through the branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree and shone on his bald head, which was a bit dazzling.
Li Xiang nodded with satisfaction, took his hand back and put it behind his back, as if the old god was there.
However, the right hand that touched Sakyamuni's head shook slightly and was instantly held by his left hand.
Li Xiang looked calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
Those who return to their ancestors will not regard themselves as ancestral spirits.
What's more, the guy in front of him, who calls himself Gautama Siddhartha, has displayed magical powers and released aura that far exceeds that of the fifth-level monarch. Even the national war gods in the Temple of War seem to be inferior.
grade.
This person is either a sixth-level atavist, or a true god.
If Tianzhu really had such a powerful sixth-level atavist, the border blockade would have long been a joke.
Li Xiang was more willing to believe that the bald man in front of him was Siddhartha Gautama who founded the Tianzhu Buddhist Sect.
The legendary Gautama Buddha.
According to time inference, Sakyamuni lived around 500 BC in the old calendar. At that time, another 500 years had passed since Taigong became a god.
The characters in the Tianzhu mythology system were standing in front of him alive at this moment.
Li Xiang couldn't help but feel excited.
Since the beginning of the atavistic era, countless people have awakened their ancestral bloodline, proving that the legendary immortals and gods really exist.
Those immortals can move mountains and fill seas, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and possess supreme supernatural powers.
But for hundreds of years, we have only seen those who returned to our ancestors, but never any living gods.
However, just before Kyushu's great counterattack, the Great Demon of Takamagahara came to the shores of the East China Sea. The powerful god in Japanese legend extended its claws to Kyushu.
Now, the legendary Sakyamuni in Tianzhu appears on the northern battlefield of Kyushu.
The mythical worlds that existed in ancient times opened a small door to Li Xiang.
The many mysteries that have always been surrounding him finally have a breakthrough.
Li Xiang looked at Sakyamuni in front of him, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said calmly, "How do you know my identity?"
According to calculations, Taigong became a god in 1,000 BC in the old calendar, which was a full five hundred years earlier than Sakyamuni spreading Buddhism in ancient Tianzhu.
Jiuzhou and Tianzhu are adjacent to each other. It is reasonable for Sakyamuni to know the immortal gods of Jiuzhou after he became a god.
Perhaps, this is why the other party calls himself "senior".
Unexpectedly, Sakyamuni just shook his head and said, "I don't know the identity of the senior."
He paused, as if he was thinking about his words, and then said: "Junior, in the long river of time, I saw that the long river automatically opened a tributary, and the water of time poured into it. Then, the Lord of the Underworld of Jiuzhou, Yin Tianzi, took control of the tributary of the long river."
"After asking my senior brother, I learned that in the Jiuzhou world, there are ancient powers who transcend the law of cause and effect and thus escape the catastrophe of annihilation."
He looked at Li Xiang, with a look of admiration that could not be concealed in his eyes. Although for a Buddha with six pure roots, such emotions and eyes should not appear, but Sakyamuni still put his hands together and said respectfully:
"Senior can circumvent the long river of time, forcibly open up the netherworld of Kyushu, and can confer immortality on him. He must be the ancient power that my senior brother calls him."
Li Xiang's mind was shaken. The other party revealed too much information in his words.
He suppressed the shock in his heart, pondered for a moment, pretended to frown and said, "The river of time?"
Shakyamuni Buddha was slightly startled, and glanced at Li Xiang in surprise, secretly thinking that this senior did not even know about the long river of time, but then he thought about it, since he is a person who transcends cause and effect, he must not be in the long river of time, and does not know about the long river of time.
Long rivers are also the way they should be.
After all, no one has ever been able to stand on the bank of the long river of time without being affected by the long river of time.
Sakyamuni patiently explained: "Time is the root of the movement of the world. Only when time flows, the world will evolve. If the water of time dries up, the world will perish."
Although Li Xiang didn't understand very well, he nodded pretending to be profound.
Sakyamuni continued, "Time in all plane worlds has a common source, and that is the long river of time."
As he spoke, he reached out and picked off a Bodhi leaf. With a flick of his finger, the Bodhi leaf flew into the air and slowly unfolded. A huge picture scroll appeared in front of Li Xiang, Wang Po and others.
In the scroll, a wide and long river is running. On the edge of the long river, there are tributaries. At the entrance of each tributary, there is a god sitting there.
There are countless gods scattered in the long river, swimming upstream.
These gods were washed away by the water of time, and their bodies were decomposed and broken again and again, and they were reassembled again and again.
The lower reaches of the long river of time are densely populated by gods.
They were packed together like sardines caught in a fishing net.
However, going upstream, the number of gods decreased rapidly.
By the middle reaches, the distance between the gods has become very wide.
Among the long rivers, there are gods who cannot move forward, so they dig out the long river of time, create tributaries, and sit in it.
But soon, one god flew away, blasted the god to pieces, and seized control of the tributary.
The powerful god who dominated one side fell into the water of time.
In addition, in the long river of time, from time to time, gods can be seen fighting.
Weak or frail gods were quickly killed, and their divine power, divine bodies, and divine personalities were all divided up.
Li Xiang looked at this scene and was inexplicably shocked.
In this long river of time, even the weakest god showed terrifying power that was more powerful than the war god of the country.
However, these gods were dismembered and killed like chickens and dogs.
The long river of time where these gods live actually follows the jungle law of the weak and the strong.
Naturally, Sakyamuni did not know what Li Xiang was thinking, and continued: "The long river of time branches off tributaries and pours into countless plane worlds. The wider the tributaries, the more water of time, and the longer that plane world can survive."
"But when the great catastrophe comes, many great realms and countless planes are affected. When the tributaries of time dry up, many immortals and gods escape into the long river of time, go upstream, open tributaries, compete for the water of time, in order to open up new
world."
"In the long river of time, this junior has also met many seniors from Kyushu, such as Yin Tianzi, such as the Human Emperor, such as the Jade Emperor, and even found a senior brother."
Having said this, Sakyamuni's eyes showed gratitude.
Without the protection of his senior brother, he would not have been able to reach the middle reaches of the long river of time, and would probably have died in the lower reaches of the so-called "Shura Field of the Gods".
While Li Xiang was digesting this information that could shock the entire Jiuzhou, he asked, "Your senior brother?"
Sakyamuni nodded and said, "People from all over the Kyushu call me the Tathagata Buddha."
Li Xiang was slightly startled, "Then who is your master?"
