Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 725

Chapter 725: Can You Make Me A Buddha?

The canopy raised his brows, and said in a deep voice: “Cultivation? Xiangzhao? Who do you think we are and can wait endlessly?”

Taoist guardian’s face turned dark: “Then what do you want?”

The canopy stood openly at the main entrance, with an indifferent expression: “The king does not wait for me, so I will stand here. As long as I am here, don’t even think of anyone coming in or out of the palace.”

“You are presumptuous!”

The Taoist guardian said angrily: “You take the liberty to come forward and ignore my kind words. It doesn’t matter, but don’t get into it! Is it really bad for the three-foot long sword in my hand?”

“As long as we don’t take the initiative to attack the palace, we won’t cause Dao Sect Qi Luck attacks. We have two Everbright Swords here, and your three-foot long sword is probably only deflated.” Vegett laughed secretly and said to himself.

“As far as your sword is concerned, it’s really nothing to me.”

Canopy pointed to his chest and said, “If you want to make a bet, I won, you can tell the king personally so that he must take time to see us. If I lose, I will die.”

The Taoist guardian hesitated, but he couldn’t determine the depth of the other party.

“There is no need to make a gambling. With me here, your tricks will not succeed.”

Son Goku grinned and smiled: “It seems that you still don’t recognize the reality. You are too arrogant.”

A palace cannot be completely self-sufficient. There are many items that need to be purchased outside the palace.

In addition, the courtiers had to go through the palace gate to go to the court and the kings to leave the palace.

There are three gates in Chechiguo’s palace, east, west and south.

Vegete blocked one with the canopy, Son Goku blocked one, and Sha Wujing and Xiao Bailong blocked one, finally turning it into a cage.

Within half a day, there was an uproar in the palace.

King Che Chi also gradually understood what happened.

He would not have the idea that others had turned into Taoist priests in his mind. In addition, he respected and worshiped the Taoist gates. He immediately made an order, scolded the gatekeepers, and sent a small yellow gatekeeper and a group of them into the imperial garden.

On that day, the sky was clear, the breeze was slow, and his face was handsome. The king with two beards sat under the canopy, looking curiously at the Taoist people walking towards him step by step.

He said softly: “Several Taoist leaders have tried so hard to see me. What advice do you have?”

Vegett looked up, but saw that beside the king, there was still a sharp-eyed veteran standing beside him. His momentum was as powerful as a mountain, making one’s mind shrinking.

“I don’t dare to advise, but I have a few questions to ask your Majesty.”

The king smiled and said, “If you have something to say, please speak up.”

“Dare to ask your Majesty, where did Buddhism go wrong?” Vegett said lightly.

The king’s complexion changed slightly, and a fierce light suddenly burst in the eyes of the old Dao, and he said sharply: “You want to argue for Buddhism?”

“Sometimes the louder the reaction, the louder the voice, but the more guilty.” Vegett’s eyes are like swords, piercing the heart of the old Tao: “What are you afraid of?”

Old Dao squinted his eyes, did not reply, and turned to look at the king.

“Your Majesty, these Taoist priests must be spies sent by Buddhism. If you want to plot a wrongdoing, please open the golden mouth and blast them all out!”

The king nodded silently and was about to speak, and Vegett suddenly cut off his words, and the words spoken were like a bomb, causing ripples in his heart.

“Dare to ask your Majesty, do you want to live forever?”

If anyone in the world asks who longs for longevity the most, then there is no doubt that it will be the emperor.

They are already standing on top of all beings, and they have everything they want at their fingertips. Money, power, beauty… are all left over from their play.

Apart from eternal life, nothing can move their hearts.

The Emperor Qin and Hanwu are the best example.

There is no doubt that what Vegett said was in the heart of King Chechi.

If it is not for Taoism, if it is not for longevity, how mentally disabled is he to persecute Buddhists in this way?

After all, in the legend, Buddhism controls the six reincarnations.

Reaching out and shaking his hand at the national teacher who wanted to say something, the king said with interest: “I heard the national teacher say that as an emperor, you cannot become a fairy. How can you make me live forever?”

Vegett said with a smile but not a smile: “Longevity is not only a practice of becoming a fairy, but it can also be demonized, and even become a demon. The emperor is not unable to become a fairy, but needs greater luck and opportunity than ordinary people.”

“At the same time, talent, talent, potential, ability, wisdom… and so on are all indispensable. The most obvious example is the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. Do you dare to say that they are not immortals?”

King Chechi’s eyes lit up and asked, “Do you think I meet these requirements?”

“Inconsistent.” Vegett said seriously: “Your talent is very poor. Unless you have good luck, this will be the case in your life. There is no hope of becoming a fairy.”

King Chechi turned his eyes to look at the old way, sighed and said: “The national teacher also talked to me about this issue, which is very different from what you said.”

“You don’t have to be disappointed,” Vegett said indifferently: “The emperor wants to become immortal, but it is very difficult to become a Buddha, but it is not so difficult. Doesn’t you know that you will turn your head back and become a Buddha?”

“Speaking of it, you still don’t admit that you are the lobbyists of Buddhism?” The old Dao suddenly widened his eyes and said with a loud voice.

“Buddhist lobbyist?” Beijit said with a sneer: “You are insulting our character. What is Hinayana Buddhism in this world that can make me wait?”

“Old Taoist, you have to be clear, Buddha is a kind of fruit status, a name, not just Hinayana Buddhism! I hate Buddhism just like your Majesty, but I don’t hate the true Buddha.”

When these words were said, the old Taoist was stunned, and the king was stunned.

Son Goku shrugged his shoulders and the canopy twitched his mouth…

In the entire Three Realms, there are only a handful of people who are still alive and kicking in the face of Buddhism.

After a while, Son Goku was the first to react, and released Sanzang from his sleeve, and asked with a weird expression: “You heard it too, how do you feel now?”

How do you feel?

How can I feel…

Does it have to be a thumbs up for Beiji’s characteristics?

Around Sanzang are disciples of the Mahayana Buddhism, oh no, judging from the current state, it is not an exaggeration to call it the leader.

He and Theravada Buddhism were not in the same camp. What could be the case with Vegett’s curse?

But I think so, but I can’t say that.

It has nothing to do with hypocrisy, the important thing is to avoid misfortune from the mouth.

Sanzang raised his eyes to look at King Chechi, and wisely changed the subject: “Little Monk Sanzang, I have seen your Majesty!”

King Chechi had no affection for the monk, and said indifferently: “Can you make me a Buddha?”

Sanzang took a breath, and to be honest, he really didn’t have this ability.

It’s just that Vegett’s voice just fell, and it didn’t hurt his face, so he hesitated for a while. *