[Nine Heavens Ten-Earth Extermination Formation Blueprint (God Class): Priced at 100 million Crit Points. All-round defense with no blind spots, comes with Damage Reflection effect, whoever hits it will get pregnant.]
[Spirit-Gathering Tower (God Class): It can increase the concentration of Spiritual Qi by a hundred times and automatically purify Spiritual Qi. The price is 50 million Crit Points.]
[Fully Automatic Immortal-Guided Cannon Turret (mass production type): The range is 100,000 miles, one shot can kill a child. Price is 10 million Crit Points/seat.]
[Dao Enlightenment Stele (God Class): Increase the speed of comprehending the law by 500%. Priced at 80 million Crit Points.]
"Buy! Buy them all for me! There's no shortage of money!"
Lin Feng is so rich now that he clears the shopping cart without even looking at the price.
In the next month, City of Sin underwent an earth-shaking change.
The originally black Dark Iron city wall was reinforced again. Not only was it engraved with ancient runes, but also a metallic "Immortal-Guided Cannon" was erected every 100 meters. The black caliber of these forts made people weak in the legs just looking at them, and they were full of violent aesthetics.
In the center of the city, a thousand-foot-high "Spirit-Gathering Tower" with a crystal clear body rises from the ground.
When the huge spiritual bead on the top of the tower lit up, the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the entire City of Sin instantly skyrocketed. The rich Spiritual Qi turned into a white mist visible to the naked eye, and even condensed into spiritual rain, falling in a pattering pattern.
The monks in the city went crazy.
"Holy shit! Is this Spiritual Qi poisonous? Why do you want to break through after just one puff?"
"I've been stuck at a bottleneck for three hundred years. I just fell down when I went out and I broke through?"
"One day of practicing here is worth a year outside! Is this the treatment Heavenly Strategy Divine Court gets? I want to sign a contract of betrayal! No one can stop me! I want to give birth to a monkey for the master of the palace!"
Those eight hundred dead soldiers received special care from Lin Feng.
Lin Feng used the best materials extorted from Heavenly Court and combined with the system's "Myriad Dao Furnace" to tailor-make a set of "Black Dragon Battle Armor 2.0" and a pair of "God-Shattering Long Spear" for each of them.
This kind of equipment can kill enemies even against ordinary first-class sect elders. They used to be Great Firmament Golden Immortal, but now they are Great Firmament Golden Immortal armed to the teeth!
On the training ground.
Nezha was wearing a fiery red streamlined mecha (yes, Lin Feng designed him in a Gundam style in a playful way), holding two upgraded versions of Fire-Tipped Spear in his hands, and was lecturing a group of new recruits.
"Please be patient! The equipment we have now is the best in Three Worlds! It was made with money! If your crotch stretches during the war, don't blame me for being unkind!"
"Yes! Instructor!"
Tens of thousands of new recruits roared in unison, with a roar that shook the sky. There was no fear in their eyes, only enthusiasm.
In their hearts, Lin Feng is no longer just the master of the palace, but the god who gives them new life, dignity and strength.
Lin Feng stood at the top of the temple, overlooking the rapidly evolving war fortress, and felt filled with a sense of accomplishment. This was the foundation he wanted.
"Boss, with our current strength, can we go sideways?" Fugui (that Treasure-Seeking Mouse, now transformed into a chubby little Daoist boy) asked drooling. It had eaten too much recently and gained weight twice.
"Walking sideways?"
Lin Feng smiled and cast his gaze into the distance, with a sharp flash in his eyes, "No, we have to fly away."
"However, some people seem to be unable to sit still."
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and looked towards the west.
I saw a sudden burst of dazzling golden light in the western sky. In the golden light, there were faint sounds of Sanskrit sounds, which made people want to sleep or become a monk.
"After beating the Daoist priest, here comes the monk."
Lin Feng snorted coldly, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "This old man Jade Emperor is really worthless. If he can't beat him, he will find foreign aid. However, this bald donkey in the West is famous for being unable to get in. It's easy to ask for help but hard to send away."
[Ding! A strong enemy is detected approaching.]
[Target: Western Spirit Mountain, Bodhisattva Manjushri (Dharmakaya).]
[Threat level: High. The opponent carries Law of Causality Weapon.]
"Manjushri?"
Lin Feng twisted his neck and made a clicking sound, "Just in time, I also want to explain my reasoning to this group of people who are the most reasonable. Let's see whether it is his words or my fists that are stronger."
The sky is filled with golden light, and there are bursts of Sanskrit sounds.
The sound of chanting that makes people sleepy and shakes their minds is like a magic sound that penetrates the ears. It ignores physical defenses, penetrates City of Sin's defensive formation, and directly sounds in everyone's heart.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately..."
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find shore..."
"Take refuge in my Buddha and enjoy World of Ultimate Bliss..."
Many monks in the city who were low-level and weak-minded began to have blurry eyes, and the weapons in their hands clattered to the ground. Some even knelt on their knees with strangely peaceful smiles on their faces, as if they were about to be saved in the next second.
"Fuck! There's something about this mental attack! It's more annoying than Tightening Headband Spell!"
Nezha cursed, and the flames all over his body surged, trying to dispel the Sanskrit sound, "Don't listen, everyone! This is brainwashing! This is mental pollution! Cover your ears! Silently say 'Long Live the Palace Lord'!"
But it's no use. This is the sound that goes straight to the soul. It's Great Dao Buddhist Chant from Buddhist Order.
In the sky, the clouds dispersed, and a huge golden statue slowly appeared.
It was a Bodhisattva riding a green lion, tens of thousands of feet tall, with a bright golden light all over his body. He had a majestic appearance, with a halo of wisdom floating behind his head, and holding Wisdom Sword in his hand. He was none other than Spirit Mountain, one of the four great Bodhisattvas in the West - Bodhisattva Manjushri.
Although it is just a Dharmakaya, the vast Buddha power is actually purer and heavier than the previous Five Elders of the Five Directions combined. The oppressive feeling of "I want to save you" is suffocating.
"Amitabha."
Bodhisattva Manjushri spoke, with a loud voice that resounded throughout the world. Every word turned into a golden lotus and fell from the sky, "Almsgiver Lin, you have committed too many sins and have entered the devil's path. The poor monk is here to save you on the order of the Buddha. As long as you leave and cultivate, come with me back to Spirit Mountain Eight Treasures Merit Pool to cleanse your soul and become a Dharma Protector Arhat. You can still survive."
"Transfer me?"
The figure of Lin Feng rose into the sky, floating opposite the Dharma form of Manjushri.
In front of the huge golden body, Lin Feng is as small as an ant. But in terms of momentum, he is like a sharp sword that pierces the sky, without losing any strength.
"I said, great monk, do you Spirit Mountain know this?"
Lin Feng picked his ears and looked impatient, "What does 'put down the butcher knife' mean? I put down the butcher knife, will your enemies who want to kill me let me go? Will you block the knife for me? Or will you kill yourself and be buried with me?"
Bodhisattva Manjushri smiled slightly, with a look of compassion in his eyes. "As long as the donor has Buddha in his heart, he will naturally have no fear of life and death. The human body is just a skin, and the donor is too persistent. If I don't go to hell, who will?"