"Reverend Shakyamuni was right, but he was also wrong. The ability I comprehended from the 4,629,351 Buddhist scriptures is different from his…"
" I can only let the people of the West Province know better when they die…"
On this day, Bodhidharma shed tears of blood in Xiangzhi Palace. He did not know what sort of sacred art Reverend Shakyamuni had comprehended, but he could only comprehend a sacred art that was used for walking.
What was this?
To let him escape with his own life?
Since that day, billions of people in the West Continent had learned of this news.
Some people cursed Bodhidharma for not being a real Son of Buddha, which was why he could not save all living beings. When someone learned of this news, he let go of all the evil in his heart and did evil in the human world without any scruples.
Someone knelt in the temple and kowtowed to Rulai.
Some people built big ships in hidden places, wanting to go to the Nine States of ancient legends, even if it was the Barren State.
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The world was full of all kinds of things.
However, Bodhidharma did not give up. He imparted Buddhist martial arts to his master, the Venerable Prajna Tarantula, and to countless people who still believed in him.
It was as if the world had sensed their determination. They used their profound Buddhist Dharma to break through the martial arts realm one after another.
They all followed Bodhidharma. They moved mountains and carried rocks to the Venerable Prajna Doro. Then, the Venerable Prajna Doro sent them underground, and Bodhidharma carefully re-erected the ground.
At this moment, the people of Buddhism saw the embryonic form of several Shaolin ultimate skills on the Dharma disciples, such as the Great Monument Breaking Hand, the Concealing Magic Staff...
These buddha martial arts were all used to move mountains. This group of people who followed Bodhidharma no longer believed in Buddhism. They believed that they could also save the West Province by relying on their own abilities.
The earth was still collapsing. The complete chaos in the West Continent seemed to have accelerated the collapse of the earth. Bodhidharma couldn't care less. He was only doing his best to fill the pillars under the ground.
But…
This project was too big!
Even though Dharma and his disciple had tried their best, even though Dharma had broken through to the Celestial Realm at the age of twenty-seven, their speed was still not as fast as the collapse of the earth!
Just as Dharma had said, he regretted that the West Province hadn't given birth to him a hundred years earlier.
At the age of twenty-eight, there was only a small amount of land left in the West Province. The Xiangzhi Kingdom of South India became the only land in the West Continent that did not sink.
No one hated Bodhidharma. Everyone who was still alive knew that if it wasn't for Bodhidharma's hard work, they wouldn't even be able to preserve this last piece of land. They would have died long ago.
However, the entire land had already sunk. What was the use of leaving only the capital of Fragrance?
Bodhidharma sat cross-legged in the center of the capital, his eyes lowered. In the end, he still let down the West Province's hopes. He was waiting for people to curse at him.
But in front of him, there were only hundreds of thousands of people prostrating on the ground. No one hated him. They all knew that Dharma had tried his best.
He hated the heavens for not giving birth to him a hundred years earlier!
He only hated that Shakyamuni did not make it clear back then!
In this capital, everyone believed in Buddhism, but no one believed in Buddhism.
They believed in Dharma and those who followed Dharma to save themselves. What they did not believe in was the illusory clay Bodhisattva and wooden Buddha in the temple.
Prajna Doraemon said respectfully that if everyone believed that he was Buddha, perhaps the West Province would not be destroyed like this!
This was the root of Mahayana Buddhism.
It was because the Mahayana Buddhists believed in themselves. They believed that everyone could become a Buddha!
After this day, everyone in the capital cherished their last lives. They confessed to the people they liked, they did everything meaningful, they told people as if they were no longer afraid of the arrival of the end of the world, they just enjoyed their lives.
When Bodhidharma was 30 years old, the Venerable Prajna Doraemon became a Celestial Being of the Martial Dao.
"I want to freeze this land."
"I will also freeze myself in the capital. The West Province has not withered. We are just buried in the corner of time, waiting for you to save us.”
When Boruodoluo respectfully broke through to the Celestial Being Realm, he told his disciples this. As a master, he had never been qualified.
Even in the end, he only placed all his hopes on his disciple.
On that day, Bodhidharma was no longer a human Buddha. He was only a son and a younger brother. He chatted and laughed with his elder brother, and he had a long talk with his father.
In Xiangzhi High, everyone was bidding farewell to their loved ones. They knew what Prajna Doraja meant. If there was no place for them in this era, they would go to the next era.
Bodhidharma had inherited all the hope of the West Continent.
The next day, Dharma stood alone on the ocean. In the end, his master had still lied to him. He had sealed the entire capital of Xiangzhi in ice, but he had not been sealed in ice as promised.
"The heavens gave my disciple a hundred years less time. As his master, I have to snatch it back from the heavens.”
"The ice will melt. Once I enter, no one will continue to freeze the Fragrant Land. I don't know how long I have left, but I will do my best to freeze this ocean and prolong the time that Fragrance Nation is frozen.”
"This time, you have 100 years, 200 years, or maybe 300 years to save the West Province. You can do it because to me, to everyone in Xiangzhi, you are our Buddha!”
Venerable Prajna Doro said to Bodhidharma. Then, he walked on the ocean. He used all his strength to freeze this sea area, adding a thick layer of ice to the kingdom of Fragrance.
Bodhidharma's hometown was frozen in a corner of time. Bodhidharma stood on the ocean and kowtowed to the country with the surname Xiang.
As a Buddha, he did not protect his people well. His master had bought him some time. All he could do was live up to his master's expectations!
This year, he was thirty years old.
This year, he stood on a piece of floating ice and began to drift on the vast sea.
And this journey lasted for more than twenty years. He was looking for the Nine States that had been passed down in ancient legends. He was looking for the mysterious Barren State.
He had encountered islands and reefs before. He didn't even know how long he had been drifting around.
It was not until he was fifty-four years old that Dharma finally saw an endless coastline! Everyone in the Nine States knew that Bodhidharma had crossed to the East and arrived in the Nine States!
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