Special War God

Chapter 239 Wandering in Maitreya Divine Realm

After traveling around the Posuo Realm, Xia Zhongnan's horizons were broadened, and his strength had undergone a drastic change. He was no longer afraid of practitioners at the Hedao level. In his eyes, the mere Mani City was no longer worth mentioning.

Zhao Delin said excitedly: "Mani City is nothing to be afraid of? Xiaofei, what realm are you in now?"

If it were someone else, Zhao Delin might think he was exaggerating, but when it came to Xia Zhongnan, he believed him without a doubt.

Xia Zhongnan did not hide anything from Zhao Delin: "At present, I have broken through to the realm of nothingness, and my actual combat ability should be no problem against one or two Hedao cultivators!"

In the last duel with Xin Zizhuang, neither of them gave their all, but Xia Zhongnan knew that he was strong enough to handle the challenge of two Hedao monks...

A strange light flashed in Zhao Delin's eyes, and he asked, "Do you have the strength to fight against the two 'Daohe Divine Lords' head-on?"

Hearing the words "Daohe Shenzun", Xia Zhongnan shook his head and smiled, "Name Daohe as 'Shenzun', which is actually disrespectful to the word 'Shenzun'.

Above 'Daohe' is 'Tianxuan Realm', above 'Tianxuan Realm' is 'Shenzhi Realm', above that is 'Tiandi Realm', and above that is 'Tiandi Realm', and above Tiandi, there is a transcendent existence.

Only the mortals in our world who have never seen the vast world would respect the 'one who is in harmony with the Tao' as the 'God-honored'!"

Zhao Delin responded: "Xiao Fei, it seems that you have seen the world since this separation!"

Xia Zhongnan said: "In a few days I will send an envoy to tell Brother Zhao to go to the Leader's Divine Realm, and then everything will be clear!"

As his power and knowledge grew, Xia Zhongnan's state of mind also changed dramatically. He was no longer bound by worldly rules and naturally began to call Zhao Delin "Brother Zhao". In fact, he always regarded Zhao Delin as a brother who was as close as a brother.

As soon as the words fell, the two of them had already stepped into the courtyard. Xia Zhongnan soared into the sky.

Zhao Delin watched this scene with a serious expression.

The Leader's Divine Realm is located in the west, but Xia Zhongnan flew eastward, which is exactly the direction where the Maitreya Divine Realm is located.

Although he knew that Xia Zhongnan was not a rash person, he still couldn't help feeling a little worried.

After understanding the current situation, Xia Zhongnan was eager to take a glimpse of the true face of the Maitreya Divine Realm.

At this moment, he had just entered the realm of Guixu for the first time. Even if he went to the Maitreya Divine Realm in person, he would not attract the attention of the two ancient Buddhas.

With his great skills and courage, he decided to set off immediately.

Still more than ten miles away from the Maitreya Divine Realm, Xia Zhongnan descended from the clouds and walked along the official road.

This official road is wide and solid. It has gone through countless years of vicissitudes and witnessed the changes of history.

There are crowds of people and the city is still busy.

Once upon a time, people went to Baidu ahead to seek fame or wealth.

Now, there are more people with a pilgrimage heart!

Xia Zhongnan witnessed many civilians prostrating themselves in the direction of the Maitreya Divine Realm.

He had some knowledge of religion and was well aware of its powerful force in uniting people, but he himself did not believe in it and could not understand the emotions of believers.

He only had a simple idea: no matter what desire or greed he had, he should try his best to get it, and there would be no regrets even if he failed. But could praying to the gods really make his wishes come true?

If you can't control your own destiny even in this life, how can you imagine the empty afterlife?

Even if there is an afterlife, if I lose the memory of this life, will I still be myself?

However, no matter how he thought about it, he could not shake the prosperity of the Maitreya Divine Realm.

With the two ancient Buddhas in charge, there is no longer any threat of war here. Many people from the former Bai Kingdom have come here with their families, making the scale of Maitreya Divine Realm far larger than the previous Baidu, enough to accommodate tens of millions of lives to live and work in peace and contentment...

Xia Zhongnan strolled along the cobblestone streets of Reinald City. The city was filled with a sacred tranquility. Even in the bustling market, people traded in the most peaceful manner without any trace of conflict.

Everyone's face is filled with a warm smile. Even ordinary people who are not clergymen will tie up their long hair, symbolizing their respect and pursuit of spirituality.

This kind of scene is hard to find in the prosperous and bustling land of Wudu.

The residents of Wudu are more secular. They often argue fiercely over meager interests, and you can even see some children of nobles showing off their luxury on the streets.

Could this be the legendary land favored by God, praised by the Western Church as the ultimate paradise?

When Xia Zhongnan returned, he had envisioned revitalizing Xiuzhou and making it full of vitality. However, the scene of Reinald City confused him.

He realized that even with the knowledge of two worlds, he could not make any corner of Xiuzhou as sacred as the city of Reinald.

After passing through several streets, a magnificent Maitreya Temple came into view, and he involuntarily followed the believers into it.

People say that many Maitreya temples have been built since the city was named Reinard. As the number of monks increases, it is natural to expand the temples, and the incense of each temple has always been strong.

Xia Zhongnan came to the central Maitreya Buddha statue, put his hands together in greeting, and then turned to one side. Although he was not a follower of the Maitreya faith, it was no problem for him to pay his respects since he was here.

There was a huge merit box on the side, and he threw a few gold coins into it.

However, the next scene stunned him. The owner who had been busy in a nearby restaurant not long ago also appeared, unfolded a piece of red brocade, and put more than a dozen silver coins into the merit box.

All I could hear was him mumbling to himself: "I will dedicate all the little income I have today to the Buddha. I pray that he will come again tomorrow and bless me to be born into wealth and honor in my next life!"

Xia Zhongnan couldn't help but feel a little absurd. The shop owner was dressed simply, but he was so pious to the gods and Buddhas. From what he said, it seemed that all his daily income was donated to the Reinald Temple.

He couldn't help but stay nearby, silently observing other people who came to "donate merit."

After observing for a while, he realized that many people came here every day and donated most of their income here.

He shook his head and sighed. The devotion of the followers of the Reinald Church to their faith far exceeded his imagination.

Although all this had nothing to do with him, he still felt a subtle sense of uneasiness in his heart.

It is true that these believers have firm faith, but on the other hand, the Reynard religion's control over their thoughts is pervasive and has almost completely occupied their spiritual world.

How much of the self do these believers have left? Compared to the tranquility and peace here, he misses the bustling Wudu city more...

No wonder he always felt something strange deep in his heart. Although this place was shrouded in tranquility and peace, he rejected this land in his heart because it lacked a vibrant atmosphere and everyone lacked the courage to move forward.

After realizing this, he felt relieved and was about to step out of this mysterious ancient Maitreya Temple.

At this moment, his spiritual consciousness sensed an unusual fluctuation in the backyard of the temple, as if a melodious singing voice was faintly heard.

This is a sacred temple, how could there be such a sound?

He couldn't help but stop and look carefully.

After a while, a beautiful woman finished worshiping Buddha. A young monk walked out of the side hall, stopped her and whispered something.

Afterwards, the woman followed the young monk around the main hall, through the bamboo forest, pushed open a secret door, and stepped into the forbidden backyard of the temple.

Xia Zhongnan followed silently, locking onto the two with his spiritual sense.

I only heard the little monk say: "Before you pay respect to the Buddha, you need to bathe and purify yourself! Come with me to the room and get ready."

The woman was surprised and said: "Oh? Still need to take a bath? This...this..."

There was obvious hesitation in her tone.

The young monk said sharply: "It is such an honor to be summoned by the Buddha. Without purifying yourself, do you still want to blaspheme the Holy Lord?"

The woman hesitated for a long time, but finally followed the little monk into the room.

The interior is simple, with only a bathtub and a bed, just like a secular inn.

The little monk said, "The tub is ready with water, and the replacement clothes are on the bed. Once you have washed and changed, I will take you to see the Buddha."

After saying that, he left the room, closed the door, and left the woman alone.

The woman locked the door, hesitated for a moment, took off her clothes, got into the bathtub to take a shower, finished quickly, stood up and put on the clothes folded on the bed.

I saw that this set of clothes was actually the "Haiqing" robe commonly worn by monks and nuns.

The woman was naked and had no time to think about anything else, so she put on her cassock.

After getting dressed, she suddenly felt dizzy and fell on the bed.

At this time, the door of the adjacent room opened, and a monk walked out with an evil smile on his face, and came to the woman's door. He slightly used his spiritual power to unlock the door, and gently pushed the door open to enter.

Xia Zhongnan stared at the woman on the bed. Her eyes were like mist, her cheeks were flushed with a magical red, and she was unconsciously shifting her body. Even the "moonlight veil" that symbolized purity was torn by her, revealing her snow-white breasts.

Maybe there was something strange about the water in the magic bath, or maybe she had eaten the forbidden illusion fruit by mistake. In any case, she had been bewitched by the magic of this mysterious palace.

Xia Zhongnan tapped lightly, and the woman immediately fell into a dream. He turned to look at the evil monk in the corner.

The evil monk was now alert and glared at Xia Zhongnan with anger. Xia Zhongnan approached, lifted the collar of his monk's robe, and lifted the spell on him, allowing him to speak.

"Who are you and how dare you disturb the Buddhist holy place, Mahamutyu Temple!" the evil monk roared.

Xia Zhongnan responded with a joking look: "How dare such a filthy place call itself the Mahamaitreya Temple? If I reveal the secrets of this place and let the world know about the evil in the temple, what kind of waves will it cause?"

If it weren't for the fact that this is the heart of Maha City, Xia Zhongnan would have already lifted the roof and unveiled the ugly veil of this temple. Although this move may severely damage Maha Religion, it will also inevitably anger the two ancient Buddhas. This is their territory, and Xia Zhongnan dare not act rashly.

However, the evil monk was not intimidated. He laughed and said, "Boy, then do it! What kind of ability is it if you just talk but don't practice?"

Xia Zhongnan was speechless for a moment. He had never lost in verbal battles, and although he had suppressed the evil monk, he seemed to have no way to deal with him. He could only helplessly say, "What a stubborn pig! Tell me, who are you?"

"Why should I tell you?" the evil monk asked.