With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 590 - 539: The Twelve Vajra! Karma Fire Dragon Descends! The Purpose of Fanluo! (6.2k Combined Chapter)_4

Chapter 590: Chapter 539: The Twelve Vajra! Karma Fire Dragon Descends! The Purpose of Fanluo! (6.2k Combined Chapter)_4

"Grandmaster Doma, what do you think is needed to become the one chosen by the Buddha’s prophecy? Or rather, what kind of capabilities are required to achieve this?"

Doma clasped his hands together and smiled:

"Like Your Highness, born with divine significance and prominence, and a devout believer through effort and piety."

Prince Fanluo shook his head:

"You know I don’t like flattery from others."

Doma said earnestly:

"It is not flattery, but words from the heart. The Treatise on Precious Nature states: Only the Buddha possesses perfect wisdom, compassion, and power, capable of benefiting both self and others.

Your Highness is innately wise, endowed with wisdom, compassion, and virtue, advancing diligently in cultivation, amassing immense merit and good karma.

If you can practice the Bodhisattva path with a heart for others, you will eventually attain supreme enlightenment and achieve Buddhahood."

Prince Fanluo shook his head with a bitter smile.

Achieving Buddhahood is not so easy.

In this world, you can count the Physical Buddhas on your fingers.

Coming back to his senses, he noticed the commotion in the distance and led the way.

"Let’s go, there’s something lively over there, let’s have a look."

Doma nodded in agreement, following briskly and closely behind.

"We’ve gained nothing these past few days, and Venerable Shi also said that there’s no core object of Great Brahman Heaven in the temple.

Yet, the guidance from my Brahman conch is not false, how strange...

Grandmaster Doma, could it be that a Shaolin disciple is hiding it?"

The conch in Fanluo’s hand, phonetically translated in Sanskrit as "Vajra Conch."

It is also a core object of Great Brahman Heaven, dedicated in Loulan City.

Why was this object not confiscated during the Martial Shrine reform by the state?

That’s a question for Fanluo’s parents...

Great Saints, being at the pinnacle of the world, naturally enjoy special privileges.

Just like Great Chu’s approach to the demonic influence over Eighteen Arhats, letting Shaolin handle it first.

Involving the Zen Ancestor Land, Doma dared not respond.

With a brief thought, he sincerely said:

"I will certainly do my utmost to sense the remaining two core objects for Your Highness."

Fanluo nodded, quickening his pace:

"Thank you for your efforts."

Every Grandmaster in the Western Regions wished to serve the dual inheritors of the Saints.

Being by His Highness’s side, providing protection, is almost akin to being an imperial teacher in the Ancient Martial Era of Central Earth.

However, this privilege falling upon Doma is for a reason.

It has little to do with his mastery of internal and external martial arts.

The Western Regions, although lacking in top-notch experts compared to Central Earth,

have many Grandmasters stronger than him.

Moreover, there’s the Martial Arts Venerable pressing above.

The fundamental reason is his significant value to Fanluo!

After years, he created numerous martial arts directly pointing to the faith of Great Brahman Heaven, providing abundant martial arts fortune!

He is also a crucial key to the treasure within the destroyed Dharma Realm, opening the [Bodhi Teachings]!

...

At the training ground of the martial monks.

Cloud walls engulfed most of it, and the air was filled with the aura of dragons and the Five Elements.

Most monks’ Heart Spirit was focused on the center of the venue, not noticing the arrival of the two.

Only a few absent-minded monks noticed the subsequent arrival of Prince Fanluo and Doma.

They put their palms together and bowed, addressing him as "Prince Fanluo."

Considering the noble identity of the other party, this was appropriate.

It is known that within the Buddhist Sect, there is a clear hierarchy of seniority and respect!

The core is based on the years since ordination, rank correction, and monastic lay identity.

The other party is the offspring of two Physical Buddhas from the Western Regions.

His status is comparable to that of an Arhat, and he is certainly not an ordinary Bhikkhu.

Fanluo nodded slightly in response.

His eyes were fixed on the center of the field, unblinking.

"The Martial Arts of Central Earth are truly formidable."

Doma nodded in agreement, saying:

"Especially the one on the right, whose cultivation is somewhat inferior, yet manages to contend with the Three Limits; truly not easy..."

In his pupils, a fiery demon figure was reflected.

In the center of the venue, two were fiercely battling.

Whoosh—

Strong winds howled, waves gathered and scattered, and through the dim flash of light, reality was barely visible to the naked eye.

Meng Chuan stepped on white mist, cloaked in flames, his golden eyes blazing fiercely, heavy punches dispersing the surrounding fog endlessly.

Enveloped by the Heart Spirit power of Grandmaster Shi-nan, the ground around them was smooth.

Yet it was scoured to a pristine state by the fierce winds, as if meticulously wiped with a cloth, nearly reflective.

Meng Chuan’s eyes sparkled with precision, capturing the moment, a thunderous roar burst forth from within, echoing through the mist!

Thunder mixed with flickering flames, Spiritual Power deployed in full force, converging in both palms.

The left hand lifted a green dragon’s head, while the other hand gripped the dragon’s body tightly, a formidable power coursed from shoulder to palm, simultaneously spreading with Spiritual Power, fiercely pulling apart to both sides!

The dragon body seemed like a spring, being infinitely stretched, never breaking.

Watching the relieved expression of the plump monk, Meng Chuan smirked slyly.

His arms extended extraordinarily, his strength boundless, continuing to tear the dragon’s body!

The stretching sound of "creak, creak" echoed, the hearts of the monks leaped to their throats, the sound of their breathing clear as needles dropping on the floor.

In the next second.

Rip—!

A burst of azure light shattered.

Numerous objects resembling dragon scales scattered like a waterfall across the sky.

The green dragon was torn in two!