The First Saint of Dan Dao

Chapter 618 Who else would you rather me?



Chapter 618 Who else would you rather me?

"You, the young donor, punish evil and promote good, and care about the people. This is a great blessing for the human race."

A loud voice sounded, and Tang Yan was caught off guard and was immediately startled.

When I turned around, I found a monk in plain clothes looking at me with a smile on his face.

"Buddha?" Tang Yan asked tentatively.

"It is me." The Buddha nodded.

Tang Yan bowed and said, "Greetings, Buddha. May I ask why you are here?"

The Buddha gently explained: “One hundred thousand years ago, the barriers between the races were broken, and humans became the prey of the other races.

In order to protect their homeland, humans were forced to begin a 70,000-year-long resistance.

At that time, a stunning man appeared in the human race. He figured out the way for human cultivation and became the emperor of the human race!

Relying on the cultivation method of the Human Emperor, I was fortunate enough to comprehend it, achieve success in the Dharma, attain enlightenment, and become a saint.

As more and more human masters emerged, the offensive and defensive situations gradually changed, and all races felt tremendous pressure.

In order to control the human race, the Demon King refined the Burning Heaven Disaster Banner. Once this evil object comes into the world, it will automatically absorb the human soul, turning people into walking corpses and becoming nourishment for all races.

Under the influence of this banner, all the people on the human continent suffered.

In just half a month, 70 million people died and 20 million people were seriously damaged.

I followed the order of the Human Emperor and led 100,000 elite soldiers to attack the demon tribe and finally seized the Burning Heaven Disaster Banner. The broken weapon fragments on this island are all the weapons of these 100,000 heroes.

Although I succeeded in snatching the Burning Heaven Disaster Banner, I did not find anything that could counteract it, so I used my lifelong Buddhist power to suppress the banner, clearing a major obstacle for the victory of the human race."

Tang Yan felt his scalp tingling. This evil thing could kill 70 million people in half a month? And there was no way to control it?

"With your power, Buddha, it shouldn't be a problem to guard it for another thousand years, right?" Tang Yan's face was full of anticipation.

Buddha smiled and shook his head, then slowly said: “The Great Age should have come a hundred years ago, but was forcibly held back by the power of the Human Emperor.

Nowadays, strange phenomena in heaven and earth are happening frequently. If nothing unexpected happens, the great era will begin in four or five years!

At that time, the rules of heaven and earth will be rewritten, the fortunes of all races will be redistributed, and the powerful people of the past will be lost in the dust of history.

I will also perish.

But the Burning Heaven Disaster Banner won't~"

Tang Yan was stunned for a moment. Four or five years? Then his eyes fell on the famous weapons on the ground, and he muttered to himself: "Doesn't it mean that after four or five years, these weapons will all be mine? I'm going to make a fortune!"

Even though the Buddha had great concentration, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and he reminded: "The Burning Heaven Disaster Banner will continue to spread. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will be affected. It's just a matter of time."

"What should we do then?" Tang Yan finally came back to his senses.

"Within four years, find a saint to suppress it again." said the Buddha.

"Are there saints in this world now?" Tang Yan asked again.

The Buddha shook his head and said, "If there is no holy master, how can we talk about saints?"

Tang Yan continued to pick up weapons on the ground swiftly: "We are all going to die anyway, so let's sell these weapons and use the money to live a carefree life. Buddha, please work hard and try to suppress the demon flag for a few more days."

The compassionate smile on Buddha's face gradually froze. Were all those grand speeches his grandson made to the spirits a few days ago just talk?

Scratching his head, the Buddha advised: "Don't be anxious, little donor. Before the great age comes, there will be countless opportunities in heaven and earth, and there will be a great chance for a saint to emerge."

Tang Yan stopped picking up the weapon: "That's fine."

"But it may not come out. If it doesn't come out, how do you plan to deal with it, young donor?" asked the Buddha again.

Tang Yan said nothing and continued to bend down to pick up the weapon.

Buddha's forehead was dotted with black lines, and he advised: "I see that the donor has an extraordinary temperament and great merit. He should be the key figure in resolving the catastrophe of the demon flag!"

Tang Yan stopped picking up his weapon again: "Zundu fakedu?"

"Venerable...it's true! Monks do not tell lies!" Buddha affirmed.

Tang Yan thought about it for a while, and suddenly he was shocked: "So I might follow in your footsteps and suppress this thing for my whole life?"

The Buddha chanted the Buddha's name, tacitly agreeing with Tang Yan's guess.

I thought Tang Yan would continue to pick up weapons, but I didn't expect Tang Yan to put away the weapons he had just picked up.

"Young donor, are you willing to guard the demon flag?" The Buddha was a little surprised.

"Is the demon flag really so powerful? Does it have to be suppressed by the body of a saint?" Tang Yan asked back.

"If the saints don't do it, you can do it too!" Buddha nodded.

Tang Yan shrugged and said casually: "That doesn't matter. If I don't go to hell, who will?"

“In fact, my Dharma body is no longer able to suppress the demon flag. Since the young donor agrees, I will leave it to you to suppress it!” The Buddha raised his hand lightly, and the original stone statue of the Buddha suddenly became transparent.

Below the Buddha statue, a red banner was trapped in a huge spherical space filled with black smoke, and the Burning Sky Disaster Banner was constantly rolling in the thick smoke.

"Crack!"

The spherical space shattered, and the stone statue of Buddha turned into powder.

The sky suddenly became dark.

After a moment of trance, Tang Yan found himself on the outskirts of the city. There were people all around him, screaming and noisy sounds were endless, and people were running forward frantically.

He stood in the crowd and soon saw the scarlet Burning Sky Disaster Banner floating in the air in the distance. Thick smoke overflowed from the banner and rushed towards him quickly.

Just one look at the black smoke made him feel cold all over.

The cold, murderous, and all-consuming atmosphere of sadness filled this world.

In front of the black smoke, there were many people who were moving slowly and were constantly being drawn into the black smoke.

In just a few breaths, the victims' eyes became dull, they became confused, and their movements became stiff and slow.

Countless alien races hid in the black smoke, and began to hunt humans frantically.

Digging out the heart and lungs, eating them alive, tearing them apart...

For a moment, blood flowed like a river, like purgatory.

"Fuck, why am I here?"

"By the way, I just told Buddha that I am willing to guard the demon banner!"

"Master Buddha! I admit that I spoke a little too loudly just now. You should come. How can I be worthy of guarding such a vicious creature?"

"I was wrong, I won't pretend again!"

Tang Yan raised his head and howled a few times, but found no response, so he could only follow the crowd and escape.

He had not flown far when an idea suddenly occurred to him: now controlling the tripod with my own body is enough to suppress the demon flag!

Can I stop it?

But Wen Ding has not yet defeated Yao Gu, his parents have not been found, and he has not reached the pinnacle of alchemy... There are still so many regrets and concerns waiting for him to fulfill.

You can't stop it even if you can!

He wanted to continue running, but his feet didn't move at all.

Seeing more and more people being sucked into the black smoke, Tang Yan let out a long sigh.

If I retreat this time, once the black smoke has become a big deal, it will be truly out of control!

By then, hundreds of millions of human beings will become food for all other races. How can you, your brothers, and your family survive?

"Who else but me? Who else but me!"

"The world of the living and the underworld are similar. Just think of it as drifting in a foreign land!" Tang Yan sighed and stepped forward resolutely.

"Crack!"

As Tang Yan took a step forward, the tragic scene shattered like a mirror and finally disappeared.

A cool breeze blows and the sky becomes clear and the air is fresh.

The Buddha statue is majestic and grand, with a smile on his face.

"Illusion?" Tang Yan was surprised. Everything that happened just now was so real that he couldn't tell the truth from the false.

The Buddha smiled and nodded: "Little donor, you are generous and open-minded. I admire you! I will give you an opportunity. I hope you can meditate on it with your heart!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a lotus bud appeared in front of Tang Yan.

The lotus emits a soft light, which makes people feel peaceful.

Tang Yan stretched out his finger and gently tapped the lotus.


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