My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Chapter 702: Chapter 191: Sacrifice Oneself, Devote to the Buddha?? (Seeking Subscriptions)_2

It turns out to be based on the size of the Buddha Head Statue.

If the hall was just a bit smaller, it simply wouldn’t accommodate this Buddha Head Statue.

As Cheng Guang examined the Buddha Head Statue, it remained motionless, as if it sensed that Cheng Guang hadn’t yet detected its presence.

Only occasionally did it steal glances at Cheng Guang with its eyes.

It seemed to be toying with the idea of feigning supernatural powers.

After the Buddha Head Statue stole a few glances at Cheng Guang, regardless of how many times, it found that Cheng Guang’s gaze never wavered from it, directly landing on its form.

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The Buddha Head Statue initially wanted to tease this little ant.

But it found out.

This ant seemed quite clever.

Just moments after entering the hall, it spotted itself.

Thinking this over, the Buddha Head Statue no longer concealed itself but slowly turned its head.

What had appeared to be a very rigid statue now began to shift like flowing water on its surface.

The huge Buddha head slowly turned without causing the slightest damage to the statue itself, allowing the gaze of the giant Buddha head to meet Cheng Guang’s.

Immediately following,

The corners of the Buddha Head Statue’s mouth cracked into a bizarre smile.

“Benefactor, it seems we are fated,” it said.

Cheng Guang looked at the Buddha Head Statue before him, its series of strange changes failing to stir much inside him.

Hearing the words of the Buddha Head Statue, Cheng Guang replied with interest, “What kind of fate could we possibly share?”

The Buddha Head Statue slightly bowed its enormous head, bringing its eyes closer to Cheng Guang.

Just its eyes alone were several times larger than Cheng Guang.

As the Buddha Head Statue gazed at Cheng Guang, its stony eyes betrayed little emotion, yet the statue’s facial features seemed to be able to display human-like expressions.

One could discern a wild joy shining through those cold, hard, stony eyes.

This hint of wild joy made Cheng Guang almost lose his composure.

Cheng Guang truly didn’t understand why the Buddha Head Statue appeared so pleased to see him.

At this moment, the Buddha Head Statue began to speak slowly.

“You have a destiny with Buddha,” it said.

“I am Buddha.”

“Would you offer your body to Buddha?”

The Buddha Head Statue, impatient, had revealed its intentions outright.

It hadn’t even thought to hide them.

Moreover,

The Buddha Head Statue didn’t regard Cheng Guang as much of a threat.

Although it asked the question, its large stone eyes, drawing very near to Cheng Guang, still surveyed him up and down as it spoke.

It seemed to be examining something that belonged to itself.

As Cheng Guang listened to the words of the Buddha Head Statue, his brows furrowed once more.

“Offer my body to Buddha?”

“What does that mean?”

Upon hearing Cheng Guang’s confusion, the Buddha Head Statue did not show any sign of irritation; instead, it laughed softly, drew its head back, and straightened its body.

“This is your merit.”

“Buddha is grateful to you.”

“In the future, you may have the chance to enter the Western Pure Land.”

Every word spoken by the Buddha Head Statue, though deep and measured, carried an overwhelming seductive allure.

Thinking back to the psychological pressure Cheng Guang felt as he approached the hall, he now understood everything.

If it were not him,

If it had been someone else, they might have fallen into the Buddha Head Statue’s trap the moment they entered the hall, especially after such bewitchment.

What exactly did this Buddha Head Statue want?

Give up my own self, offer my being to Buddha??

Is this Buddha Head Statue coveting my body??

Thinking this, Cheng Guang’s face couldn’t help but take on a peculiar expression, strangely looking at the Buddha Head Statue.

He realized.

The Buddha in this world really could play so boldly.

Cheng Guang couldn’t help but laugh on pondering over this alone, shaking his head to clear the various whimsical thoughts from his mind.

Simultaneously,

A slight smile appeared on Cheng Guang’s lips as he gazed towards the Buddha Head Statue in the distance.

“Then how do you wish for me to give up myself?”

“What would you have me do?”

Listening to Cheng Guang’s question, the Buddha Head Statue thought he had agreed, and the joy in its massive stony eyes could hardly be concealed.

Anxiously, it said,

“Step forward.”

The Buddha Head Statue raised a hand slightly, in a gesture of invitation.

At this moment, Cheng Guang, observing such an action from the Buddha Head Statue and recalling that the statue hadn’t forced him,

He did not take the initiative to leave his original position to attack himself.

Could it be that this Buddha Head Statue, not having fully awakened, simply couldn’t move?

Or is it…

Bound by some rule unknown to Cheng Guang himself??

Cheng Guang didn’t quite understand.

But Cheng Guang wasn’t panicked either.

With the Fruits of Path to Divinity, even if he wasn’t a match for this Buddha Head Statue, escaping afterwards wouldn’t be a problem.

At this moment, the Buddha Head Statue definitely could not unleash the same strength that had once obliterated the Huashan Sword Sect; otherwise, the situation wouldn’t be as it was.

Thinking this, Cheng Guang didn’t continue to engage with the ideas of the Buddha Head Statue and didn’t approach, standing still and not moving an inch.

Cheng Guang wanted to try to infuriate the Buddha to see if it had any other methods.

If the Buddha Head Statue had other methods, then Cheng Guang wouldn’t push his luck and would immediately make his escape, which would be the best course of action.

The Buddha Head Statue had thought that after finishing speaking, Cheng Guang would come forward, to his side.

But unexpectedly,

Cheng Guang just stood there, unmoving, staring blankly at him.

He looked as if he was scared silly, at a loss for what to do.

This left the Buddha Head Statue with many doubts, although just now Cheng Guang had shown no signs of abnormal behavior.

The Buddha Head Statue didn’t think too much of it and simply beckoned again.

“Come.”

“Come here.”

When the Buddha Head Statue spoke again, his tone was not as calm as at first, but the seductive tone didn’t lessen in the slightest.

Instead, it became even more intense.

At this moment, Cheng Guang appeared still bewildered and dazed upon hearing the Buddha Head Statue.

He seemed not to understand what the Buddha Head Statue was saying.

The Buddha Head Statue’s mood was already disturbed by Cheng Guang’s behavior.

Now seeing that after beckoning again, Cheng Guang still stayed put and did not move any closer,

The Buddha Head Statue, however dull, realized something was amiss at this point.

His expression grew increasingly dark as he regarded Cheng Guang with an uncertain gaze.

“Why won’t you come here?”

“I’m asking you, aren’t you listening to me?”

Hearing the words of the Buddha Head Statue, Cheng Guang slowly dispelled the bewildered look on his face, assuming a more carefree and serene demeanor.

After a light chuckle,

He spoke up and said,

“You, as a Buddha, have a lacking temperament.”

“If I don’t come over, won’t you come here?”

Upon hearing Cheng Guang’s words, the corners of the Buddha Head Statue’s mouth twitched violently.

At the same time,

Shock surged unabated in the eyes of the Buddha Head Statue.

“How is that possible?”

“You can actually resist my influence?”

“Your cultivation is clearly so weak…”

As the Buddha Head Statue spoke, his eyes glimmered with an inexplicable glossiness, and with a serious look, he reexamined Cheng Guang a few times.

After looking Cheng Guang over once again,

The words he spoke could not continue.

“No…”

“That’s not right…”

“This aura of yours…”

“Why does it resemble that of an old friend of mine from years past??”

When the Buddha Head Statue uttered the last sentence, his tone was filled with astonishment, as if he were doubtful about life itself.

Cheng Guang’s eyebrows twitched slightly, “Which one?”

“Is it him?”

As Cheng Guang spoke, he flicked his hand.

A Divine glossiness flickered from Cheng Guang’s fingertips.

The power of the Fruits of Path to Divinity from within Cheng Guang’s Primordial Spirit sparkled, flowing out along with his fingertips.

In front of Cheng Guang, the shape of a man gradually took form.

“Amitabha Buddha.”

The figure in front of Cheng Guang stood as if in the midst of holy light.

Dressed in Buddhist Robes, his face full of sanctity.

Slowly, he brought his hands together in prayer.

Murmuring a Buddhist invocation.

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