The golden bowl was blown away by the huge black waves, spinning continuously, and finally fell into the long river of time.
The golden bowl floats downstream with the water of the long river.
I don't know how long it took, a small golden body got out of the golden bowl, looked around, and returned to the golden bowl without finding any danger.
After a while, Tathagata stepped out of the golden bowl and said, "It's safe."
Only then did Shakyamuni get out of the golden bowl and proclaimed the Buddha's name.
He seemed to have a calm expression, but deep down, he was still terrified.
Tathagata took the golden bowl back into his hand, and seeing countless cracks in the golden bowl, his face that had not changed for thousands of years finally showed some expression.
There is pity, and there is also a touch of fear.
That black wave traversed the entire river of time, it was too terrifying.
Buddha Shakyamuni clasped his hands together and bowed to Tathagata, "Thank you brother."
If there is no Tathagata's golden bowl, he will definitely be sucked into the huge black wave and escape death.
Tathagata did not respond, but just put the dilapidated golden bowl into his sleeves, put his hands together, and the majestic golden Buddha's light bloomed, and the time of thousands of years was dyed with a layer of pale gold.
The surrounding gods hurriedly withdrew their prying eyes.
This is already the lower reaches of the long river of time, and only weak gods linger here.
The Tathagata looked forward, remained silent for a long time, and then sighed leisurely, "It took one hundred and eight thousand years to retreat."
Sakyamuni also sighed, and said with lingering fear: "I don't know which ancient god is so powerful."
Tathagata thought for a while, and said: "The world of the nether world can be traced back to the prehistoric era, and those who can enter the upper reaches of the long river of time can only be the great powers of the prehistoric era."
Sakyamuni sighed again, "Since that's the case, what's your plan?"
For them, the prehistoric power is a powerful existence that cannot be violated.
Tathagata did not speak, but only responded with actions.
He took a step and walked forward.
One step at a time, upstream.
If you walk another hundred and eight thousand steps, you can return to the original point.
It's just that every time you take a step, a "卍" character is washed and swallowed by the water of time.
Each "卍" character represents a year's cultivation.
Tathagata's footsteps are difficult, but also firm.
He is looking forward to returning to the time when he was knocked into the air again, opening up a branch, and allowing Kyushu Buddha Kingdom to continue for another 8000 years.
No, he wants more.
At least it can't fall under the Nether Time Tributary.
"Ugh."
Tathagata sighed for the third time.
Already the Tathagata Buddha Lord, he also gave birth to a competitive heart.
Sakyamuni next to him was silent for a moment, and the Buddha's heart became firmer, "Just go again."
He followed Tathagata, walked against time for a while, and asked, "Brother, do you know why that tributary suddenly opened?"
Tathagata said: "When there are people in Kyushu, revive the underworld and force the underworld to continue."
"The water of the long river of time can allow the plane to continue, and in turn, the existence of a plane world will also be reflected in the long river of time."
Shakyamuni Buddha was surprised, and the Buddha's heart, which had finally calmed down, trembled again, "Is it the power of the prehistoric era to be able to forcibly continue a world?"
Tathagata did not answer directly, but said: "It is not a good thing that Tianzhu is ready to move against Kyushu."
Sakyamuni was slightly stunned, knowing that the other party was warning him, but he could only shake his head and sigh: "I haven't opened up a branch, and my will can't be transmitted to Tianzhu. People, only a very small number."
A look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
In the Tianzhu world, there is a main god called Vishnu. The Tianzhu people believe that Vishnu has ten incarnations, and the eighth incarnation is the Buddha. Therefore, when the Tianzhu people go to Buddhist temples and see Buddha statues, they will think that it is the incarnation of Vishnu. , Naturally no longer believe in Buddha.
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For a long time, the Buddhist sect in Tianzhu was about to perish.
Shakyamuni, as the founding god of the Indian Buddhist sect, was almost robbed by Vishnu of the believers' incense and merit offerings, so that for thousands of years, his spiritual cultivation was still standing still.
Now in the long river of time, he can only follow behind Tathagata, let this senior brother block most of the impact of the water of time.
Thinking of this, Sakyamuni sighed again, "Actually, I envy Emperor Yin very much."
Tathagata turned to look at him.
Sakyamuni said, "If you don't allow yourself to dig the tributaries, his underworld can be revived, and he only needs to sit back and enjoy the benefits."
The Tathagata was silent.
Sakyamuni hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "If there is a person with great supernatural powers in Kyushu who can forcibly open the nether world, if I go to ask for help, will he help me open the Buddhist kingdom of Tianzhu?"
Tathagata remained silent.
Sakyamuni smiled wryly, "Brother, you look down on me, brother?"
He shook his head, "For thousands of years, the believers and merits that should have belonged to me have been taken away by Vishnu, and even my cultivation power has been eroded by him day and night. Without the help of my senior brother, I am here. In the long river of time, it is difficult to move an inch."
Shakyamuni turned around and looked at another god not far away, who had fallen in the long river of time, and remained silent for a long time.
I remember that when I first stepped into the long river of time, the water of time here was very deep, and I couldn't see the bottom at all.
But now, in the past few thousand years, the water level of the Long River of Time has dropped so much that the downstream is about to dry up.
Many of the surrounding tributaries have no water of time pouring in, leaving only dry riverbeds.
Without the water of time, there would be no time, and the planes created by these gods would be destroyed, resulting in the death of countless believers and creatures.
The gods who originally guarded the tributaries could only return to the long river of time and go upstream again to find the depths of the water, open up new tributaries, and open up new planes.
Going upstream is going back in time, even if they are powerful gods in the eyes of mortals, they have to pay a huge price.
Countless gods fell in the long river of time, their dharma bodies were washed away and corroded, their godheads were deprived, and their divine powers disappeared.
The god who had just died immediately attracted dozens of gods, and they rushed over to share the divine power and rob the godhead.
In Sakyamuni's eyes, the dismembered god gradually changed into his own image.
Great fear arose in his heart, Dharmakaya Buddha Mind, even Godhead, trembled.
At this moment, a stream of pure Buddha power poured into the body, calming the fear.
Tathagata withdrew his right hand from Sakyamuni's shoulder and looked forward, "You and I are of the same clan."
Of the same origin, they will naturally take care of each other.
However, Sakyamuni, who calmed down again, shook his head, "I'm too weak."
"Even if I can go back to the middle reaches of the long river of time, or even go to the upper reaches and open up a tributary, I can't hold it."
Gods are ruthless, so the world of gods is far more bloody and cruel than the mortal world.
Shakyamuni stopped, put his hands together, and bowed deeply to the Tathagata.
This is a thank you, but also a farewell.
Tathagata was startled, understood the meaning of the other party, did not stop and persuade, but just said: "Junior brother cherishes it."
After saying this, he stepped forward.
This time, without the involvement of Shakyamuni, the Tathagata moved forward much faster than before.
Shakyamuni turned around.
Run counter to Tathagata.
He traveled down the long river of time and used his magical powers to find the time entrance of the Kyushu world in only three days.
Shakyamuni stayed at the entrance for three days, and finally made up his mind to step into it.
In the northern border of Kyushu, in front of the sixth line of defense.
On the long front stretching tens of thousands of kilometers, 1000 million Kyushu fighters were waiting for that order.
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