Chapter 294
Chapter 294
Chapter 294 Buddha Comes (Two in One)
When the gray primordial fire collided with the unidentified pale thunder and set off a monstrous storm, they canceled each other out.
The barefoot old monk on the ground let out a long breath of foul air.
He seemed to finally be able to understand why this young man was able to make the Western Regions suffer repeatedly.
—Monster, what a fucking monster.
Just stepping on the road of cultivation, if not enough, you will be able to fight against the ancient gods.
How... amazing!
However, that's the end of it.
The barefoot old monk took a deep breath, calmed down the concussion in his heart, and walked forward.
Then, a dense Buddha's light radiated from behind him.
Jiangnan can fight against the ancient gods without falling behind.This is already quite appalling.
But he is only human after all.
Humans have limits.
But the Golden Crow is from the lineage of the ancient gods.
In terms of longevity, compared with the ancient gods, human beings cannot be said to be weak, but only scum.
——These ancient creatures born with nature are just such rascals.
If you can't kill them in one fell swoop, you will be tortured to death by them.
This kind of thing has never happened in history.
Although the barefoot old monk didn't have a good impression of Jiangnan for many reasons, the affection between Purui Bodhisattva and Tianji Pavilion still needs to be sold.
But the next moment, his steps stopped.
Yipin's vision is beyond what ordinary people think.
So the barefoot old monk clearly saw that when another primordial fire rose up.
Jiang Nan raised his hand, as if holding something.
At that moment, the barefoot old monk drew back almost instinctively!
This is not his will, but the instinct of the body.
Heaven and man have become one, and the soul and flesh have become one.At this moment, there was a momentary disagreement between the will and the body.
The will of the barefoot old monk made him act to save Jiangnan from Jinwu.
But his body instinctively dodges like a mortal encountering a poisonous snake or beast.
This is near impossible.
Whether it is the separation of the soul and the flesh of the first-rank supreme realm, or something that makes the existence of the first-rank instinctively fear.
Neither should exist.
But at this moment, it really happened.
The young monk looked up curiously at his teacher's strange behavior.
This glance is something he will never forget in his life.
He saw Jiangnan.
Seeing the sky and the earth where Jiangnan is located, turned it upside down.
The sky is below, the loess is above, Yin and Yang are reversed!
Then, the sense of fear that he had just experienced just now submerged his whole body inch by inch like an endless tide!
As a result, the young monk's body involuntarily crawled down, unable to move a single point.
He raised his head in horror and looked at his teacher.
I saw that the barefoot old monk, who had always been an old god, had a dignified look on his face.
The young monk had never seen his teacher show such an expression.
Even when Jiuchang Temple defected back then, the old monk just sighed calmly, and then he should eat and drink.
"teacher……"
The young monk murmured,
"Xuanzhi, don't move around." The barefoot old monk said.
But his eyes were still fixed on Jiangnan.
In the eyes of the young monk, in the area where Jiangnan is located, the sky and the earth have been turned upside down.
However, in the eyes of the barefoot old monk, it was far from the case.
——The means that can create such visions are rare, but there are still a few.
The point is, it's not as simple as it seems.
The barefoot old monk, as an existence of the highest rank, has a sense of the world beyond ordinary people's imagination.
In his eyes, the area where Jiangnan and the ancient god Jinwu are located is completely incompatible with the surrounding environment.
Incomparably abrupt, incomparably inconsistent.
And... very strange.
As if, it no longer belongs to the Shangyuan world.
So it's obvious who it belongs to, isn't it?
"Jiangnan..."
"What kind of monster are you..."
That is to say, Jiangnan didn't hear what the barefoot old monk said.
Otherwise, you must scoff at it.
——Mine is at most an appetizer, you guys still have Wang Zha waiting for you...
But he didn't hear it. In fact, the situation between him and the ancient god Jinwu had reached a life-or-death moment.
When he raised his hand, Tiangang Dafa's "mediation of good fortune" had already begun.
At that moment, the whole world changed into the appearance it saw when he first learned "Mediate Good Fortune".
——It is composed of countless dots and lines intertwined, presented in the eyes of Jiangnan.
At this moment, Tiandi seems to be the crab with ferocious claws, peeling off the embarrassing armor, revealing its weakness.
Jiang Nan moved his fingers.
As a result, the incomparably majestic Dao of Fire dissipated.
As if it never existed.
At that moment, the huge body of the Ancient God Golden Crow froze for a moment.
As the oldest lineage of ancient gods in Shangyuan, they are incomparably compatible with Shangyuan heaven and earth.
If for human beings, the world is a solid and cold towering iron arm; then for the lineage of ancient gods, the world is just a warm ocean.
Therefore, they can tear apart the space at will, shuttle between the world and the underworld.
Until just now, the Golden Crow still felt like this—heaven and earth are under control.
However, when the human raised his hand, everything changed.
It can no longer feel the sound of the world in the world, and the familiar world and everything around it suddenly become extremely strange.
It's like a fish swimming in the bottom of the water, being thrown into the dried up loess.
At this moment, the ancient god Jinwu felt for the first time a long-lost emotion.
called "Fear".
Fear of the unknown.
"what have you done?"
Shen Shen's voice was stern, and he questioned Jiang Nan with anger and bewilderment.
The latter did not answer him, but instead asked,
"Now...do you still think that I am equal to you?"
Such arrogance angered the proud and self-confident ancient god in an instant.
Endless anger rose up!
Accompanied by it, a monstrous sea of flames!
"Humanity!"
"Don't be so self-righteous!"
As if to declare, the body of the ancient god golden crow covering the sky and covering the sun melted.
Slowly gather.
As if returning to the original, it turned into a burning golden red sun!
Then, there will be endless light and heat, blooming from that sun disc!
In the tyrannical light that intends to burn everything, there is a voice.
"That's it?"
After the words fell, the small figure, which was almost negligible compared to the ancient majestic sun, clenched its palms.
Heaven and earth, together!
At that moment, the ancient god Golden Crow turned into a brilliant sun, a blooming light, and a surging corona.
Completely stalled.
It was like being forced to press the pause button and freeze in the air.
Then, inch by inch, it lost its shape.
Starting from the outermost corona, it suddenly disappeared without any warning.
Followed by the golden-red sun disc, the body curled up in the sun disc, the bright feathers, the mottled body, the towering skeleton, the viscera covered with ravines...
One after another, losing form.
In the eyes of the barefoot old monk on the ground, the world where Jiangnan and Jinwu were located was completely pitch black.
Unsettling things are happening in it.
At this time, the young monk suddenly showed confusion.
"Hey, what is that?"
After the voice fell, the whole world became clear again, but there was only Jiangnan's figure in the world.
He stood high in the sky, his face slightly tired.
Obviously, even with 5000 years of Taoism, it seems a bit difficult to perform "mediation of good fortune".
However, the effect is outstanding.
He even faintly noticed another way of using it during the exercise just now.
A usage that made his pores stand on end just thinking about it.
At this time, the barefoot old monk at the gate of the mountain had already stepped forward and walked to Jiangnan.
And Jiang Nan just noticed that the barefoot old monk had a faint posture of protecting him.
So even if the other party is a Buddhist, he doesn't have any bad feelings in his heart.
In fact, after Jiuchang Temple defected and Jinguang Temple raised the banner of Buddhism, the grievances between Jiangnan and Buddhism were not so irreconcilable.
Especially when the Heavenly Emperor is revived and the threat is great.
Most of the cultivators of the Humane Way have temporarily put aside their grievances with each other.
So, Jiang Nan cupped his hands and said, "I just thank you for your protection, Master, but since the Golden Crow is dead, I don't need to bother you, Master."
It came out casually and politely, which can be regarded as drawing the curtain for today's matter.
But just when Jiangnan was about to leave, the barefoot old monk's forehead, which was like withered bark, was deeply wrinkled.
His voice was full of doubts and seven points of bewilderment,
"King Zhenxi, the old monk was only entrusted by the Master of the Ten Directions to let you enter the holy place of Buddhism."
"It is indeed entrusted by Purui Bodhisattva to protect you in times of crisis."
After a pause, the barefoot old monk stared straight at Jiangnan, his voice was a little weird,
"But what is the Golden Crow you mentioned just now?"
"monster?"
"Alien beast?"
"Or something else? The old monk has never heard of the name of this thing."
At that moment, Jiangnan's expression froze on his face, and his whole body was stiff.
He forced a smile, "Master, don't play around with me."
As a result, the barefoot old monk frowned even deeper, "King Zhenxi, old monk... I really can't understand what you are talking about."
Jiangnan slowly raised a question mark.
After a long time, he took a deep breath, "Master, in your opinion—what am I doing after I come out of the holy mountain?"
The barefoot old monk replied: "You have been stopping here since you came out of the holy mountain."
"The old monk is here to remind you - if King Zhenxi finds what he wants in the holy mountain, it is better to leave quickly."
"After all, most of the thousands of incense sticks in the Western Regions don't want to see you."
Hearing this, Jiang Nan was silent for a while, and after cupping his hands to say goodbye, he turned around and left, his body turned into a streamer, and swept across the sky.
In the hunting wind, his expression was quite dignified.
The Golden Crow was dead, at his hands.
This is an irrefutable fact.
And the death of the Golden Crow indeed came to an end under the witness of the barefoot old monk.
Even if he can't see the power of "mediating good fortune", it's not that he doesn't even remember the ancient god Jinwu.
If the old monk hadn't been teasing Jiangnan maliciously, there would be a big problem.
One day later, Yuxi City.
Reinforcements from the Leagues have arrived and are rebuilding the damaged city.
And that old Taoist, Chen Yufeng, is currently casting formations on the city wall with a team of formation masters.
Seeing Jiangnan falling on the top of the city, he immediately greeted him, saluting,
"Thank you King Zhenxi for saving your life that day."
"The old Taoist had poor eyesight before, so he didn't recognize you, and he boasted brazenly, which only added to the laughing stock."
"I hope the prince will forgive me."
"The old man is polite."
Jiang Nan waved his hand and asked, "Old man, do you still remember the continuous flock of firebirds that attacked that day?"
Chen Yufeng suddenly showed confusion, "What is the flock of firebirds that the lord said... What is it? Forgive me for being stupid, I don't understand the meaning of what the lord said."
Jiang Nan frowned, and asked again: "Old man, do you still remember what happened when I came to Yuxi that day?"
Chen Yufeng didn't know why Jiangnan asked such a question, but he still said respectfully, "On that day, the catastrophe happened suddenly, and the boundless sky and fire rolled down. It was thanks to the help of the prince and that eminent monk that the old Taoist and Yuxi City could only come together." Get away with it."
Hearing this, Jiangnan was silent for a long time, and after getting the answer, he bid farewell to Chen Yufeng and fled to the sky.
Not only the body of the Golden Crow, but also the golden-red flamingo transformed from its flames disappeared from the world.
It's not death in the usual sense, but even the memory of its existence is gone.
The traces of their existence in other people's memories and the things they have done are all rewritten by an inexplicable force and covered by false information.
It's as if... never existed.
At that moment, Jiangnan suddenly felt the weight of his empty right hand.
From "existence" to "non-existence" of the ancient god Jinwu, only one thing happened.
Killed by Jiangnan using "good offices".
So what happened is self-evident.
Tiangang Dafa - mediates good fortune, the existence killed by it will lose all traces from the root.
No one will ever remember.
.
On the other side, the Holy Mountain of the Western Regions.
A day has passed.
Monk Xu Hai has not yet come out of it.
The barefoot old monk stood in front of the gate of the holy mountain for a long time without saying a word.
For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.
It's like...a piece of memory is missing.
"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"
Looking at the expression of the barefoot old monk, the young monk also became serious.
The barefoot old monk was silent for a long time before slowly shaking his head.
He... can't remember.
Just when the young monk was about to say something, another figure came out from the deep gate of the holy mountain.
—— Xu Hai.
He was wearing an old cassock, walking slowly, stepping on the soil and rocks step by step.
It looks like a poor monk from somewhere.
However, when he walked out of the mountain gate, the bodies of the barefooted old monk and the young monk froze together.
At that moment, there was a rapid and dull echo in the void.
Like a drum resonating.
That was the sound of the barefoot old monk's heart beating uncontrollably and rapidly.
Only then did he recall what Jiangnan had said - pay attention to the heart.
On that day, the sound of ancient chanting resounded in the void, which lasted for a long time.
On that day, the sky turned pale, the earth was dark, and the light of Buddha came from the Western Regions.
On that day, the young monk came from the mountain, and everywhere he passed, flowers were in full bloom, and iron and stone bowed their heads.
On that day, a Buddha came.
(End of this chapter)
When the gray primordial fire collided with the unidentified pale thunder and set off a monstrous storm, they canceled each other out.
The barefoot old monk on the ground let out a long breath of foul air.
He seemed to finally be able to understand why this young man was able to make the Western Regions suffer repeatedly.
—Monster, what a fucking monster.
Just stepping on the road of cultivation, if not enough, you will be able to fight against the ancient gods.
How... amazing!
However, that's the end of it.
The barefoot old monk took a deep breath, calmed down the concussion in his heart, and walked forward.
Then, a dense Buddha's light radiated from behind him.
Jiangnan can fight against the ancient gods without falling behind.This is already quite appalling.
But he is only human after all.
Humans have limits.
But the Golden Crow is from the lineage of the ancient gods.
In terms of longevity, compared with the ancient gods, human beings cannot be said to be weak, but only scum.
——These ancient creatures born with nature are just such rascals.
If you can't kill them in one fell swoop, you will be tortured to death by them.
This kind of thing has never happened in history.
Although the barefoot old monk didn't have a good impression of Jiangnan for many reasons, the affection between Purui Bodhisattva and Tianji Pavilion still needs to be sold.
But the next moment, his steps stopped.
Yipin's vision is beyond what ordinary people think.
So the barefoot old monk clearly saw that when another primordial fire rose up.
Jiang Nan raised his hand, as if holding something.
At that moment, the barefoot old monk drew back almost instinctively!
This is not his will, but the instinct of the body.
Heaven and man have become one, and the soul and flesh have become one.At this moment, there was a momentary disagreement between the will and the body.
The will of the barefoot old monk made him act to save Jiangnan from Jinwu.
But his body instinctively dodges like a mortal encountering a poisonous snake or beast.
This is near impossible.
Whether it is the separation of the soul and the flesh of the first-rank supreme realm, or something that makes the existence of the first-rank instinctively fear.
Neither should exist.
But at this moment, it really happened.
The young monk looked up curiously at his teacher's strange behavior.
This glance is something he will never forget in his life.
He saw Jiangnan.
Seeing the sky and the earth where Jiangnan is located, turned it upside down.
The sky is below, the loess is above, Yin and Yang are reversed!
Then, the sense of fear that he had just experienced just now submerged his whole body inch by inch like an endless tide!
As a result, the young monk's body involuntarily crawled down, unable to move a single point.
He raised his head in horror and looked at his teacher.
I saw that the barefoot old monk, who had always been an old god, had a dignified look on his face.
The young monk had never seen his teacher show such an expression.
Even when Jiuchang Temple defected back then, the old monk just sighed calmly, and then he should eat and drink.
"teacher……"
The young monk murmured,
"Xuanzhi, don't move around." The barefoot old monk said.
But his eyes were still fixed on Jiangnan.
In the eyes of the young monk, in the area where Jiangnan is located, the sky and the earth have been turned upside down.
However, in the eyes of the barefoot old monk, it was far from the case.
——The means that can create such visions are rare, but there are still a few.
The point is, it's not as simple as it seems.
The barefoot old monk, as an existence of the highest rank, has a sense of the world beyond ordinary people's imagination.
In his eyes, the area where Jiangnan and the ancient god Jinwu are located is completely incompatible with the surrounding environment.
Incomparably abrupt, incomparably inconsistent.
And... very strange.
As if, it no longer belongs to the Shangyuan world.
So it's obvious who it belongs to, isn't it?
"Jiangnan..."
"What kind of monster are you..."
That is to say, Jiangnan didn't hear what the barefoot old monk said.
Otherwise, you must scoff at it.
——Mine is at most an appetizer, you guys still have Wang Zha waiting for you...
But he didn't hear it. In fact, the situation between him and the ancient god Jinwu had reached a life-or-death moment.
When he raised his hand, Tiangang Dafa's "mediation of good fortune" had already begun.
At that moment, the whole world changed into the appearance it saw when he first learned "Mediate Good Fortune".
——It is composed of countless dots and lines intertwined, presented in the eyes of Jiangnan.
At this moment, Tiandi seems to be the crab with ferocious claws, peeling off the embarrassing armor, revealing its weakness.
Jiang Nan moved his fingers.
As a result, the incomparably majestic Dao of Fire dissipated.
As if it never existed.
At that moment, the huge body of the Ancient God Golden Crow froze for a moment.
As the oldest lineage of ancient gods in Shangyuan, they are incomparably compatible with Shangyuan heaven and earth.
If for human beings, the world is a solid and cold towering iron arm; then for the lineage of ancient gods, the world is just a warm ocean.
Therefore, they can tear apart the space at will, shuttle between the world and the underworld.
Until just now, the Golden Crow still felt like this—heaven and earth are under control.
However, when the human raised his hand, everything changed.
It can no longer feel the sound of the world in the world, and the familiar world and everything around it suddenly become extremely strange.
It's like a fish swimming in the bottom of the water, being thrown into the dried up loess.
At this moment, the ancient god Jinwu felt for the first time a long-lost emotion.
called "Fear".
Fear of the unknown.
"what have you done?"
Shen Shen's voice was stern, and he questioned Jiang Nan with anger and bewilderment.
The latter did not answer him, but instead asked,
"Now...do you still think that I am equal to you?"
Such arrogance angered the proud and self-confident ancient god in an instant.
Endless anger rose up!
Accompanied by it, a monstrous sea of flames!
"Humanity!"
"Don't be so self-righteous!"
As if to declare, the body of the ancient god golden crow covering the sky and covering the sun melted.
Slowly gather.
As if returning to the original, it turned into a burning golden red sun!
Then, there will be endless light and heat, blooming from that sun disc!
In the tyrannical light that intends to burn everything, there is a voice.
"That's it?"
After the words fell, the small figure, which was almost negligible compared to the ancient majestic sun, clenched its palms.
Heaven and earth, together!
At that moment, the ancient god Golden Crow turned into a brilliant sun, a blooming light, and a surging corona.
Completely stalled.
It was like being forced to press the pause button and freeze in the air.
Then, inch by inch, it lost its shape.
Starting from the outermost corona, it suddenly disappeared without any warning.
Followed by the golden-red sun disc, the body curled up in the sun disc, the bright feathers, the mottled body, the towering skeleton, the viscera covered with ravines...
One after another, losing form.
In the eyes of the barefoot old monk on the ground, the world where Jiangnan and Jinwu were located was completely pitch black.
Unsettling things are happening in it.
At this time, the young monk suddenly showed confusion.
"Hey, what is that?"
After the voice fell, the whole world became clear again, but there was only Jiangnan's figure in the world.
He stood high in the sky, his face slightly tired.
Obviously, even with 5000 years of Taoism, it seems a bit difficult to perform "mediation of good fortune".
However, the effect is outstanding.
He even faintly noticed another way of using it during the exercise just now.
A usage that made his pores stand on end just thinking about it.
At this time, the barefoot old monk at the gate of the mountain had already stepped forward and walked to Jiangnan.
And Jiang Nan just noticed that the barefoot old monk had a faint posture of protecting him.
So even if the other party is a Buddhist, he doesn't have any bad feelings in his heart.
In fact, after Jiuchang Temple defected and Jinguang Temple raised the banner of Buddhism, the grievances between Jiangnan and Buddhism were not so irreconcilable.
Especially when the Heavenly Emperor is revived and the threat is great.
Most of the cultivators of the Humane Way have temporarily put aside their grievances with each other.
So, Jiang Nan cupped his hands and said, "I just thank you for your protection, Master, but since the Golden Crow is dead, I don't need to bother you, Master."
It came out casually and politely, which can be regarded as drawing the curtain for today's matter.
But just when Jiangnan was about to leave, the barefoot old monk's forehead, which was like withered bark, was deeply wrinkled.
His voice was full of doubts and seven points of bewilderment,
"King Zhenxi, the old monk was only entrusted by the Master of the Ten Directions to let you enter the holy place of Buddhism."
"It is indeed entrusted by Purui Bodhisattva to protect you in times of crisis."
After a pause, the barefoot old monk stared straight at Jiangnan, his voice was a little weird,
"But what is the Golden Crow you mentioned just now?"
"monster?"
"Alien beast?"
"Or something else? The old monk has never heard of the name of this thing."
At that moment, Jiangnan's expression froze on his face, and his whole body was stiff.
He forced a smile, "Master, don't play around with me."
As a result, the barefoot old monk frowned even deeper, "King Zhenxi, old monk... I really can't understand what you are talking about."
Jiangnan slowly raised a question mark.
After a long time, he took a deep breath, "Master, in your opinion—what am I doing after I come out of the holy mountain?"
The barefoot old monk replied: "You have been stopping here since you came out of the holy mountain."
"The old monk is here to remind you - if King Zhenxi finds what he wants in the holy mountain, it is better to leave quickly."
"After all, most of the thousands of incense sticks in the Western Regions don't want to see you."
Hearing this, Jiang Nan was silent for a while, and after cupping his hands to say goodbye, he turned around and left, his body turned into a streamer, and swept across the sky.
In the hunting wind, his expression was quite dignified.
The Golden Crow was dead, at his hands.
This is an irrefutable fact.
And the death of the Golden Crow indeed came to an end under the witness of the barefoot old monk.
Even if he can't see the power of "mediating good fortune", it's not that he doesn't even remember the ancient god Jinwu.
If the old monk hadn't been teasing Jiangnan maliciously, there would be a big problem.
One day later, Yuxi City.
Reinforcements from the Leagues have arrived and are rebuilding the damaged city.
And that old Taoist, Chen Yufeng, is currently casting formations on the city wall with a team of formation masters.
Seeing Jiangnan falling on the top of the city, he immediately greeted him, saluting,
"Thank you King Zhenxi for saving your life that day."
"The old Taoist had poor eyesight before, so he didn't recognize you, and he boasted brazenly, which only added to the laughing stock."
"I hope the prince will forgive me."
"The old man is polite."
Jiang Nan waved his hand and asked, "Old man, do you still remember the continuous flock of firebirds that attacked that day?"
Chen Yufeng suddenly showed confusion, "What is the flock of firebirds that the lord said... What is it? Forgive me for being stupid, I don't understand the meaning of what the lord said."
Jiang Nan frowned, and asked again: "Old man, do you still remember what happened when I came to Yuxi that day?"
Chen Yufeng didn't know why Jiangnan asked such a question, but he still said respectfully, "On that day, the catastrophe happened suddenly, and the boundless sky and fire rolled down. It was thanks to the help of the prince and that eminent monk that the old Taoist and Yuxi City could only come together." Get away with it."
Hearing this, Jiangnan was silent for a long time, and after getting the answer, he bid farewell to Chen Yufeng and fled to the sky.
Not only the body of the Golden Crow, but also the golden-red flamingo transformed from its flames disappeared from the world.
It's not death in the usual sense, but even the memory of its existence is gone.
The traces of their existence in other people's memories and the things they have done are all rewritten by an inexplicable force and covered by false information.
It's as if... never existed.
At that moment, Jiangnan suddenly felt the weight of his empty right hand.
From "existence" to "non-existence" of the ancient god Jinwu, only one thing happened.
Killed by Jiangnan using "good offices".
So what happened is self-evident.
Tiangang Dafa - mediates good fortune, the existence killed by it will lose all traces from the root.
No one will ever remember.
.
On the other side, the Holy Mountain of the Western Regions.
A day has passed.
Monk Xu Hai has not yet come out of it.
The barefoot old monk stood in front of the gate of the holy mountain for a long time without saying a word.
For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.
It's like...a piece of memory is missing.
"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"
Looking at the expression of the barefoot old monk, the young monk also became serious.
The barefoot old monk was silent for a long time before slowly shaking his head.
He... can't remember.
Just when the young monk was about to say something, another figure came out from the deep gate of the holy mountain.
—— Xu Hai.
He was wearing an old cassock, walking slowly, stepping on the soil and rocks step by step.
It looks like a poor monk from somewhere.
However, when he walked out of the mountain gate, the bodies of the barefooted old monk and the young monk froze together.
At that moment, there was a rapid and dull echo in the void.
Like a drum resonating.
That was the sound of the barefoot old monk's heart beating uncontrollably and rapidly.
Only then did he recall what Jiangnan had said - pay attention to the heart.
On that day, the sound of ancient chanting resounded in the void, which lasted for a long time.
On that day, the sky turned pale, the earth was dark, and the light of Buddha came from the Western Regions.
On that day, the young monk came from the mountain, and everywhere he passed, flowers were in full bloom, and iron and stone bowed their heads.
On that day, a Buddha came.
(End of this chapter)