Chapter 237: Emperor Huangtian Is Dead, Like a Gap in Time
Chen Shisan caused a commotion that shook the entire Buddhist Nation.
As the initiator of this incident, he stood bewildered on the spot, not knowing what had happened.
Soon, several monks who appeared to be the hosts approached.
They searched the crowd with their eyes, yet they could not find the “Buddha Child” who had caused such a stir in the Buddhist Nation.
“Excuse me, young brother, have you seen the figure of the Buddha Child?”
Faced with the monks’ inquiry, Chen Shisan simply shook his head.
“I haven’t seen any Buddha Child.”
“Then who wrote this verse?”
“I did.”
The monk: “……”
Young brother, one cannot behave like this!
We know you have an extraordinary disposition, but there’s no need to act so aloof.
After taking half a breath to adjust their mood, the monk joined his hands and said,
“Amitabha!”
“Benefactor, you are indeed the Buddha Child we have been waiting for in our Buddhist Nation!”
“Ah?”
Hearing this, confusion was written all over Chen Shisan’s face.
“How am I the Buddha Child?”
“You wrote this verse that shook the Buddhist Nation, which shows your profound Buddhist teachings and deep connections.”
“You are undoubtedly the Buddha Child of our Buddhist Nation.”
Facing this situation, Chen Shisan scratched his head in confusion.
He really couldn’t understand why he suddenly became the Buddha Child.
“I am really not the Buddha Child; you must have made a mistake.”
“However, this poem is mine. Can I now attend the Buddhist gathering?”
“But of course, Buddha Child, please!”
Seeing this, Chen Shisan still didn’t quite understand what had happened.
But upon learning that he could enter the inner Buddhist gathering, he obediently followed along.
After all, Chen Shisan’s goal was to enter the true Buddhist gathering, and what had transpired before was not important at all.
……
Inside the Buddhist gathering.
Seeing the earlier anomalies, everyone in attendance looked from side to side.
They were eager to see who this extraordinary prodigy with an exceptional connection to Buddhism was.
At the same time, Tianxuan and Meng Yu from the Buddhist gathering were extremely anxious.
The number of participants was growing, and now there was this profound individual.
If Chen Shisan didn’t come soon, the Buddhist gathering would soon begin.
At that moment, three monks came around the corner, followed by a young man with bushy eyebrows and bright eyes.
The young man made eye contact with everyone, and he joyfully waved, saying, “Tianxuan, I’m here!”
Tianxuan, Meng Yu: ???
“Tianxuan, I’m here too! I told you I could make it!”
Chen Shisan ran up to Tianxuan, happily greeting him, while Tianxuan was still in a daze.
After a long while, Tianxuan said, “That verse was written by you?”
“The one you mentioned?”
“Yes, I wrote it.”
“I also don’t know how I could write a verse with a Buddhist nature; I just felt that your writing was a bit off.”
“So I modified a few words and pieced together a poem, trying not to seem like I was taking credit.”
After speaking, Chen Shisan turned around and greeted the other familiar faces.
Meng Yu, Linglong, Qian Bao’er; he didn’t miss a single friend.
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Looking at Chen Shisan’s still innocent smile, Qian Bao’er couldn’t help but clench her fists.
Jealousy surged in her heart once again.
Once upon a time, she wanted to be like Tianxuan and Shisan, to enter the Buddhist gathering through her own efforts and feel the gaze of others.
They stood here, and the world would remember their names because they came through their own efforts.
While standing here, others would only remember the Wanfeng Merchant Association or just remember Qian Bao’er of the Wanfeng Merchant Association.
“Is this the man you admire?”
Nangong Ruoxue beside Meng Yu said lightly.
Hearing this, Meng Yu glanced at her and smiled, saying, “Yes.”
“Come to think of it, I have to thank you and Cang Hong; if it weren’t for you two, I wouldn’t have encountered this man destined to make all sword cultivators bow down.”
After hearing this, Nangong Ruoxue didn’t speak but glanced again at the excited Chen Shisan.
At this moment, Nangong Ruoxue suddenly felt as if she were in another lifetime.
A year ago, Chen Shisan was still someone who could be killed like an ant.
But now, he was no longer an ant; he had become more dazzling.
Although her cultivation still exceeded his, and she still possessed more than he did,
Nangong Ruoxue had a feeling that this young man before her would surely surpass her.
……
Chen Shisan’s arrival stirred up the Buddhist gathering for a moment, but soon enough, it returned to tranquility.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the true Buddhist gathering was about to begin.
“Ding~”
A melodious bell rang throughout the Buddhist Nation, and an old monk with white eyebrows and a long beard stepped forward.
“Amitabha!”
“Distinguished guests, you have traveled thousands of miles to attend our Buddhist gathering, which proves that you have Buddha in your hearts.”
“Today, our Buddhist Nation is holding this gathering to seek help from heroes across the world.”
Upon hearing this, everyone present became serious, for they all knew what the Buddhist Nation sought.
However, there was one person among them who was the exception.
That person was Chen Shisan, who was currently engrossed in enjoying the food on the platter.
“About two thousand years ago, after Emperor Huangtian bore the Heavenly Mandate, he forged a spear and cast it from the Central Courtyard.”
“This spear spanned thousands of miles and became embedded in the Buddhist Nation.”
“For a thousand years, our Buddhist Nation has tried every method but could not pull out this spear.”
“Recently, our Buddhist Nation received guidance from a great person and learned how to pull out the spear.”
“It turns out that to pull out this spear, requires a fated person.”
“Our Buddhist Nation hereby vows that whoever pulls out the spear shall be the ruler of the Buddhist Nation.”
After saying this, the entire assembly fell silent.
Although Emperor Huangtian had ascended nearly a thousand years ago, given his cultivation, he was surely still alive.
According to the rules set by Emperor Huangtian, pulling out the spear would essentially be opposing him.
Under such circumstances, an ordinary person with a sound mind would most likely not do it.
Thinking this, Nangong Ruoxue spoke, “Master Huineng, is this the only purpose of the Buddhist gathering?”
“If that’s the case, I think the Buddhist gathering can end right now.”
“Emperor Huangtian is the ruler of the world, and opposing him simply means seeking d*ath.”
“You all might be tired of living, but I, Qingxu Tian, still want to live well.”
Upon hearing Nangong Ruoxue’s words, the old monk Huineng said slowly,
“As for the decree of Emperor Huangtian, our Buddhist Nation naturally must obey, but unfortunately, Emperor Huangtian is dead.”
“This decree shall naturally be nullified.”
“Whoosh!”
As soon as these words were uttered, everyone stood up in shock.
Emperor Huangtian is dead; this news can be described as earth-shattering!
If this news were true, the entire world would be thrown into turmoil.
