Chapter 396 [Future Buddha Sells Official Positions and Titles]

Although the human race’s sect system is cruel, it is a system of selection. Each generation of Saint Lords is fought out from countless Saint Sons, thus ensuring the elite.

After Ye Fan took charge of the Tianxuan Holy Land, it marked a new stage, and other holy masters also passed on their thrones and selected successors.

Jiang Yifei defeated the Jiang family’s divine king body and officially became the young master of the Jiang family. He is currently in a transition period. The Jiang family’s holy master has handed over power to Jiang Yifei little by little, and it won’t be long before the new Jiang family’s holy master will emerge.

The Holy Son of Yaoguang suppressed the joint attacks of the Holy Sons of Yaoguang from all eras for more than two thousand years with just one hand, and only then was he recognized by the Holy Lord of Yaoguang.

Even Xia Yiming, the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, had to defeat his own brothers before he could take charge of Great Xia and resonate with the Taihuang Sword.

Although there is competition within the ancient clan, most of the time, blood determines everything.

Because the special physique of the human race is born randomly, but the invincible bloodline of the ancient race is passed down from generation to generation.

The descendants of the God-King Body are not necessarily the God-King Body, and the descendants of the Qilin clan are definitely the Qilin clan.

Based on such characteristics, the ancient clan implemented the aristocratic system and the racial system, valued bloodline, and had strict class structure. The stronger the bloodline, the higher the talent. The cycle continued, and resources were only tilted towards the direct line. Therefore, for millions of years in the ancient clan, the royal family was always the royal family, and the royal family was always the royal family.

Weak races basically have no chance of crossing classes. The bloodline of a saint-level ancestor king can produce a saint at most, and they cannot access the imperial scriptures at all.

“Emperor’s Arms, Emperor’s Scriptures…”

“Will this opportunity ever be passed down to my descendants?”

“The Fighting Saint Ape can be in charge of the Great Leiyin Temple because he is from an ancient royal family and is extremely talented.”

The poor ancestor king was struck by lightning, his eyes were filled with desire but also fear of being rejected. He was also a saint who had fought thousands of bloody battles. In the ancient times, he was full of vigor and vitality, and led to the rise of the Xuanying clan, which became a royal family.

But now, for the future of his children and grandchildren, he was uneasy and hesitant, saying: “I heard that although Ximo has many disciples and claims that all beings are equal, most of the ancient tribes are the Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons and the guardians of Buddhism.”

For example, Yakshas, ​​Gandharvas, Asuras, and Garudas were all powerful people from ancient tribes. After surrendering to Buddhism, they became Dharma protectors, imitating the Eight Gods and were known as the Eight Divisions.

The Eight Heavenly Dragons are euphemistically called Dharma protectors, but in reality they are just thugs. The difference in status between them and the orthodox Buddhist monks is like that between a young master and a bodyguard.

Even a young novice monk, as long as he comes from a big temple, can order the Eight Heavenly Dragons around.

“Fellow Daoist, you may not know that the other ancient tribes are treated poorly because they are not included in the Buddhist system. They are the ones who are being saved, not the practitioners of Buddhism, so they are not recognized by other monks.”

Lin Xian showed a mysterious smile, clasped his hands together and said, “But it’s different if you have a certificate of ordination. If you hold a certificate and register it, you can not only become a formal disciple of Buddhism, but also become a friendly race in the Heavenly Court and be included in the list of exempted people.”

“Besides, you don’t have to worry about the ancient clan talking about it and being suppressed. The leader of the Buddhist sect is now an ancient clan!”

As soon as the words were spoken, it was like a loud bell awakening the ancestor king of the Xuanying clan.

Yes, the contemporary Buddha of Buddhism, Fighting Buddha, is the patriarch of the Fighting Saint Ape clan. To join Buddhism is to join the ancient royal family.

This is not a collusion with the Heavenly Court, nor is it a betrayal of the ancient races. How upright the behavior is.

In ancient times, there were too many weak tribes who surrendered to the royal family.

“Then may I ask Saint Lin, where can I get this certificate?”

For a moment, the Xuanying clan’s ancestor king was greatly moved. His clan had only a dozen people, all of whom were his descendants. Therefore, he did not need to occupy too much territory. If he could rely on the big tree of Buddhism and become a small sect in Mount Xumi, he would be able to rise to prominence.

“Namo Xingxiu Future Buddha!”

Lin Xian chanted the Buddha’s name, turned around and left, asking Ye Fan to entertain the guests. Then, under the puzzled gaze of the Xuanying clan’s ancestor king, endless Sanskrit sounds echoed in the Yaochi.

A moment later, a future Buddha Forest Immortal with a dignified appearance appeared, emitting brilliant golden Buddha light. Dressed in a moon-white Tathagata cassock, his eyes revealed a look of compassion, with a spot of spiritual light between his eyebrows, as if the three thousand worlds were rising and falling.

“The body emerges from the pure lotus platform, and the door to the wonderful scriptures of the Two Vehicles is opened. The exquisite relics are extraordinary, and the pearls of the necklace are peerless. Purple flames appear in the Eight Virtues Pond, and golden moss grows on the Seven Treasures Tree. It is only because there are so many handsome men in the ancient clan that they come to meet the previous fate and form a holy fetus.”

Lin Xian chanted a Buddhist name, counted with his fingers and said, “Good, good, I think you have a connection with my Buddhist sect.”

The corner of the Xuanying clan’s ancestor’s mouth trembled, and he asked tentatively: “Saint Lin?”

“Working hours are called positions.” Lin Xian said with a serious face: “I am the abbot of the Xumi Mountain Small Electronic Music Temple. Do you want the donor’s certificate or not?”

The Xuanying clan ancestor king suddenly felt absurd, looked at Ye Fan, the Lord of Heaven, swallowed his saliva and said: “Is the relationship between Heaven and Buddhism so close?”

“They are two teams with the same personnel. Just get used to it.” Ye Fan comforted him, and then asked, “Don’t worry, Ancestor King. Heaven will give you a note and let the future Buddha stamp it. Even if Amitabha Buddha comes in person, he won’t be able to find any mistakes.”

“If something unexpected happens, my Tianxuan Holy Land will compensate you.”

“I think the Ancestor King has also heard that the Silver Blood Royal Family is in my holy land and hopes to become the next generation of Tianxuan Holy Lord. At that time, I will let your race become a vassal of the Silver Blood Royal Family.”

“It is possible.” The ancestor king of the Xuanying clan was speechless, but when he heard that the Tianxuan Holy Land could pay the compensation, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, took out his few family assets, and bought more than a dozen Buddhist genealogies.

This is a product of the future Buddha and is of great value. One can directly enter the Sutra Library of the Great Leiyin Temple to study the Dharma.

“Actually, I see that you have a connection with my Little Dianle Temple. I have a future Arhat status. How about selling it to you at a low price?”

“When I attain Buddhahood in the future, I will promote you to the rank of Great Bodhisattva.”

“It only takes three liters and three buckets of scattered Dao Jie gold.”

Lin Xian smiled slightly, pinched the Dharma Seal and the Fearless Seal with his hands, a Chaos Blue Lotus grew under his feet, there was a meritorious light behind his head, and his whole body exuded an aura. At first glance, he was the Buddha of Mount Xumi, the Tathagata of the Great Leiyin Temple.

The Xuanying clan’s ancestor king smiled bitterly: “I appreciate the Buddha’s kindness, but my Xuanying clan is really poor.”

Immortal gold is different from the divine source liquid. In the ancient times, when the essence of life was surging, it was not surprising that the divine source liquid had the same price as the divine source today.

In the ancient times, the Divine Source Liquid was only given to the King of Killing and the ancient sages for use, but the ancient tribes were able to seal it up for every direct descendant of the clan, which shows the existing stock.

As for fairy gold, it was scarce even for the Great Emperor of the Human Race and the Ancient Emperor. Even the Emperor of Heaven spent more than 100,000 years to find only four or five kinds of fairy gold.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t have immortal gold.” Ye Fan said with a smile: “Daoyou, have you heard of Tianting Loan?”

“The Heavenly Palace is a large platform, with many imperial soldiers suppressing it, many powerful people gathered, and its reputation is guaranteed…”

(End of this chapter)