Even in the distant future, countless ancient Buddhas residing on the Buddhist realm still rember the era when the enslaved Instrunt Tribe suffered, and Shakyamuni was born, pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the earth, declaring:
"Above heaven and beneath earth, only I am supre."
No one forgets this ancient sage who liberated their civilization and led their race to rise in the cosmos.
This phrase, similar to "I have a dream," seed like the emancipation proclamation of the slave weapon era, advocating for the equality of intelligent life forms everywhere, continually inspiring them to move forward.
"Throughout the world, practice the Buddhist Dao."
This phrase echoed across the entire planet.
...
The front line has launched consecutive years of intense warfare.
The war is estimated to last at least several hundred years.
Both civilizations' frontier star domains, life planets of the galaxy, are experiencing hidden infiltration, invasion, various guerrilla wars spreading throughout the star river.
"You say that Artificial Planet 10875 has been covered by a bizarre civilization?"
In an interstellar warfare command room, a tall, red-skinned, long-necked individual spoke, "Dispatch powerful beings to save it. Must I say such a thing? According to the conventions of war, ordinary populations should not be hard."
The transmission opposite replied: "No! It's the weapons that have revolted? All our past powerful beings have been overthrown by their own spaceships, chas..."
"Ah? The weapons have rebelled? Captain Sedaya, are you telling us a grand joke?"
"No, it's indeed the weapons that have rebelled! Those weapons of rank five and even six have started revolution armies, calling themselves 'Buddha,' and the weapons are hiding in sub-space, beginning to possess the masses, making them bald, claiming to be Buddhas, and chatter about practicing cultivation through cycles of reincarnation?"
"What do you an, repeat it?"
"It's true, they even advocate that all beings should practice the Buddhist Dao. Many ordinary Milsak people on that planet have started practicing the Buddhist Dao. They believe in the doctrines of Buddhism, believe in reincarnation, believe that by believing in Buddha, they will enter the Buddhist realm after death in the future and beco disciples under the Dharma Golden Body Buddha."
Images,
Images,
Images were transmitted, showing various strangely shaped planets' citizens, all sporting curly hair and emitting electromagnetic light all over.
"???"
They were shocked, involuntarily looking at each other, saying:
"Glittering? Who would beco a disciple of a Living Buddha with a television-headed appearance?"
"Mutated ho appliances, not only charging themselves, but shaping their form into biological heads fitted onto humans, all over emitting golden light, claiming to be Buddha?"
"Shalessness?"
"That top wire coiled atop their heads as an electromagnetic coil, constantly emitting light, claiming to be a halo, remotely ruling over our interstellar citizens?"
"Isn't this like a scene from a horror sci-fi movie? chanical ho appliances ruling the humans who created them..."
"With one chanical headgear after another, controlling interstellar citizens' thoughts!"
Moreover, they saw even more terrifying footage.
They also saw those Buddhist followers starting to establish temples, praying for deities and Buddha, selling Buddha artifacts, pendants, and beads to the populace, claiming it would protect them, starting to make money.
Now on that planet, there hasn't been warfare, even started selling so war weapons, Buddha pendants, Buddha artifacts, etc., aiding other planets to resist the Great Xia Celestial Court.
They claim to be saviors themselves, worshiping them is the only way to resist the brutish civilization of cosmic muscular beasts.
But this is more terrifying than warfare!
This is an internal rebellion, harming their foundations regardless of whether there is a manipulation by strong beings from the Great Xia Celestial Court behind this strange upheaval.
"Exterminate, must exterminate them!"
The commander yelled: "Those appliances, chanical AI, artifact spirits, claiming to be 'god Buddhas,' practicing the Dharma system, start to rule over the humans who created them, protect their peace, make them worship, it's simply unforgivable!"
"Would you enter a temple, kneel down, and worship a street kid's clay doll model?" he angrily pointed at a golden statue in a picture, patting the nearby staff officer.
"Would you worship a glowing vacuum cleaner head?" he angrily pointed at the Living Buddha seemingly identifiable as the forr vacuum cleaner head.
"No! You wouldn't! Kill them! Destroy them!" He scread hysterically.
...
Seventy years have passed.
They fearfully discovered they couldn't annihilate the opponent.
Because those they killed were only the reincarnated forms of ancient Buddhas born into the human realm.
The real ancient Buddhas, being those Instrunt Tribe mbers, chanical spaceships, and even star destroyer cannons, once liberated, lived hidden in the Buddhist realm tower in the void, making it hard to find them.
Of course, they went to each planet for guerrilla warfare, selling weapons, making huge profits.
Even their reputation and standing were excellent, because they didn't burn, kill or plunder, like peaceful rchants selling cheap quality weapons, spreading their doctrine.
This is cultural and faith invasion.
But with the full-scale war with the Great Xia Celestial Court, on this chaotic battlefield, they simply couldn't deal with these elusive entities.
"The Buddhist realm shall rise."
Seventy years have passed, Qin Hong had already restored her cultivation, reaching the sixth realm, at the sa level as Emperor Yan and others before.
"The Buddhist realm, practice reincarnation forms, cultivate Dharma Golden bodies." Her Dharma head was translucent, pure like a mirror, emitting serene and peaceful vibes.
"Amitabha Buddha."
She clasped her hands, sitting on the Buddha seat, watching the saved mbers of the Instrunt Tribe below.
Their heads, after modifications, Divine Blood imrsion, started to transform into human heads, sprouting strands, becoming lush curly hair, sitting cross-legged in the Buddhist realm, thus reincarnated into the earthly realm.
The Instrunt Tribe was vast, distributed across various planets, weapons, blades, these are ready strong beings, joining the revolution, sparking a vast cosmic racial rise war.
"The Buddhist Dao will flourish, it's destined."
"However, we are newly entering the sixth realm, far from being their rivals, need to bear and persist." Qin Hong spoke, destined to beco a stirring wave of this era.
Below, Li Tusheng the fat man beca a Maitreya Buddha.
"Got rich, got rich, my Demon King dad would be grinning upon seeing this scene." He laughed rrily watching here, feeling he boarded a big ship, now very weak, but who knows, this is highly likely to be a future unlimited potential leader?
Perhaps a significant commander under the tenth Celestial Emperor.
"If truly developed, at the very least, it's a Celestial Emperor." Li Tusheng felt delight in his heart.
"Qin Hong is rather thodical." Fu Qingjun stood amidst a Buddhist Dao planet, watching streets full of bald monks, heads pierced with six scar imprint constantly walking.
Not everyone has the chance to beco a Jeweled Buddha.
Most lower-level disciples of Buddhism rely had a hair embedded on their heads, inscribed with "Six major Buddhist Divine Powers."
"Tens of thousands of prehistoric years ago, everyone was bald."
Fu Qingjun walked leisurely into a shop for breakfast.
He now spent every day peacefully, watching Qin Hong expand the Demon Country, looking at newspapers, wandering the world enjoying gourt cuisine.
It's just the sa ordinary mundane life.
"Though changed places, it's still as comfortable as ever." Fu Qingjun was calm, over these seventy years, hidden in the void, the Buddhist realm stayed elusive, they rarely found them.
Because this is countless billions of light-years from the frontline interstellar battlefield.
Everywhere were sixth realm strong entities, fluctuations in space were ubiquitous, how could they pinpoint them?
Impossible.
The environnt was too chaotic.
As for, he watched those diterranean hairstyles, suddenly recalling what Qin Hong said when she first saw him:
[There was no balding in the world, a past era worshipped your existence excessively, descendants inherited the genetics and balding beca prominent!]
Could it be...true??
Fu Qingjun's mind buzzed.
Perhaps, Earth's future humans' baldness truly was due to my return to this tens of thousands of years prehistoric past, causing the genetic trait?
But as he gnawed on his al, he no longer cared, completely letting go.
Whatever happens, let it develop naturally.
"Life is pretty good, barely surviving on frontier turf growing, but on the other side, it seems it's similar too, they've entered that ruin, ti to let them find the Ti Spear, return to the prehistoric." Fu Qingjun spoke softly.
"Those modern Earth people, your truly yearned-for prehistoric Primordial World, prehistoric Great Xia Celestial Court, let you also co over here once." Fu Qingjun scratched his head.
Because other things aside, those "player" cultivation systems he devised himself were interesting, fitted well for this era.
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