Chapter 294

"So... so you are not the real Bodhidharma! You are just a fake Bodhidharma born from this Luo Han golden body!"

"That... explains it!"

"No wonder you would choose to surrender to me to save your life!"

Understood!

Li Changsheng understood everything.

"Hmph! What real Bodhidharma, fake Bodhidharma?! I am the real Bodhidharma!"

"He abandoned this Luo Han golden body, abandoned me!"

"One day, I will completely take his place!"

The fake Bodhidharma spoke angrily, feeling extremely resentful toward the real Bodhidharma.

"You want to take the real Bodhidharma's place?! Good idea! Good ambition! It's not impossible!"

"As long as you are willing to listen!"

"I can fulfill you!"

Li Changsheng looked at this fake Bodhidharma, clapped his hands and laughed, had a thought, and revealed a strange expression.

If one day, the real Bodhidharma saw this fake Bodhidharma, it would definitely... be very interesting.

"You?!"

"Just by you?!"

The fake Bodhidharma smiled contemptuously, somewhat disbelieving.

Although he really wanted to take the real Bodhidharma's place, this was just a luxury, and he clearly knew it was simply impossible and could not be done.

You must know that five hundred years ago, the real Bodhidharma shattered the void and ascended to the upper world, even leaving behind an Luo Han golden body, while he himself condensed a Dharma image and carried a Cave Heaven to cross the void passage.

From this, it can be seen that Bodhidharma's realm was supreme and could rival a real Luo Han.

The Luo Han mentioned by the fake Bodhidharma was a real Luo Han, even in the upper world, an Luo Han who was a hegemon, not the fake Arhats that mortals talked about casually.

"Don't believe it!"

"I am nine years old this year!"

"Can you believe that someone at nine years old attained the Earth Immortal Realm?!"

"Can you believe that someone at nine years old founded the Three Realms of Cultivation?!"

"Can you believe that someone at nine years old turned the heavenly tribulation into heavenly punishment?!"

"Can you believe..."

Li Changsheng saw this, smiled lightly, and did not retort, just calmly stating the deeds he had experienced over the years.

"Now, do you... believe?! Or not?!"

After speaking, Li Changsheng spoke calmly, looking indifferently at the fake Bodhidharma.

"You... this... I..."

The fake Bodhidharma was stunned, completely dumbfounded, not expecting that Li Changsheng, who was only nine years old, had actually done so many incredible things.

Even if it were the real Bodhidharma, at nine years old, although his understanding of Buddhism far exceeded ordinary people and he could be called a supreme genius, compared to the person in front of him, he probably wasn't... this monstrous, right?!

"I believe!"

"I really believe it!"

After endless astonishment, the fake Bodhidharma quickly came to his senses, nodding repeatedly, his eyes shining, his heart burning: If this is the case, then my wanting to take the real Bodhidharma's place is not... impossible!

"Amitabha!"

"I, Bodhidharma, pay respects to my master!"

"From now on, I am the master's dog; whatever the master says, I will do! Whatever the master tells me to do, I will do!"

The fake Bodhidharma knelt down, repeatedly expressing his loyalty to Li Changsheng.

"Good!"

Li Changsheng nodded slightly, had a thought, and this small figure condensed from spiritual sense turned into a golden light, entering the golden hoop of the fake Bodhidharma, leaving no trace.

What happened in the center of the fake Bodhidharma's eyebrows took a long time to say, but in reality, it was only in an instant.

Everyone only saw Li Changsheng's Six-Foot Golden Body turn into a golden light, entering the center of the fake Bodhidharma's eyebrows.

About a breath later, in the fake Bodhidharma's eyes, a golden light flashed and disappeared, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"What... what is the situation?!"

"Did True Person Li win?! Or did Bodhidharma win?!"

"...."

Everyone was directly made stupid by the scene in front of them, not knowing what had happened.

Whether this Bodhidharma won or lost, why did it feel like Bodhidharma... didn't suffer any injuries!

And just as everyone was stunned, the fake Bodhidharma came to Li Changsheng, put his hands together, knelt on the ground, his voice sincere, his behavior respectful, "I, Bodhidharma, pay respects to my master!"

"Thank you, master, for granting me rebirth!"

Once these words were spoken, the entire void became completely quiet.

Especially in the place where the high-ranking Shaolin monks were, it was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Everyone was first stunned, and then everyone... exploded.

"This... what did I just see?! Patriarch Bodhidharma actually knelt to True Person Li and called him... master?!"

"Hiss! It must be an illusion?! This... must be an illusion! How could Patriarch Bodhidharma kneel?! How could he..."

"Ah! I... this is the legendary Patriarch Bodhidharma! Is he actually... this kind of person?!"

"..."

The heroes of the martial arts world and the warriors of the world were boiling, repeatedly rubbing their eyes, unable to believe the facts in front of them.

After hundreds of years of Shaolin's daily propaganda, Patriarch Bodhidharma was in the hearts of the warriors, a reborn Luo Han, a True Buddha descended into the world!

But now, this Patriarch Bodhidharma, whom they called a True Buddha descended into the world, actually... knelt to someone and called him master?!

The sky collapsed!

The earth cracked!

The True Buddha in their hearts... collapsed!

"Amitabha! Patriarch Bodhidharma! If you are being threatened, just... blink your eyes?!"

"This... impossible! Absolutely impossible! Illusion! It must be an illusion!"

"You are worthy of being Patriarch Bodhidharma?! You must be fake! You are not the real Patriarch Bodhidharma!"

"..."

The Shaolin monks were completely crazy, exclaiming repeatedly, accusing Bodhidharma of being fake.

Although, in reality, this Bodhidharma was indeed fake.

But the Shaolin monks didn't know; they just felt the Patriarch Bodhidharma in their hearts had collapsed, and they couldn't believe the Patriarch Bodhidharma in front of them.

"This... this... what kind of means did your Little Patriarch use?!"

"To actually be able to turn Patriarch Bodhidharma into... this?!"

Fan Zhongyan was shocked, completely shocked, both shocked and afraid. In his heart, a kind of horror and chill was rising, and he couldn't help but look at Yang Shi and You Zuo, these two nominal grand-disciples of Li Changsheng.

He didn't know the trickery of the fake Bodhidharma in front of him, thinking that the Bodhidharma in front of him was the real Bodhidharma, and the reason he became like this must be because Li Changsheng used some means.

After all, since Li Changsheng appeared, how many unimaginable great things had he done?!

Many people thought things were impossible, but Li Changsheng did them directly.

Because of Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao, Fan Zhongyan knew Li Changsheng extremely well.

And it was precisely because he knew Li Changsheng that Fan Zhongyan thought this was Li Changsheng's means, rather than guessing that the Bodhidharma in front of him was not the real Bodhidharma.

"This... I don't know!"

"Is Little Patriarch... this terrifying?!"

Yang Shi and You Zuo, sensing Fan Zhongyan's gaze, were full of confusion and shock.

"Bodhidharma! I leave Shaolin to you!"

"Keep those who listen! As for those who don't... you handle it yourself."

Li Changsheng looked at the Shaolin monks and said meaningfully to Bodhidharma.

"I understand!"

"Please rest assured, master!"

Patriarch Bodhidharma nodded repeatedly, looking like a lackey.

This kind of lackey-like Patriarch Bodhidharma once again made the Shaolin monks and many heroes of the martial arts world dumbfounded, and then they all collapsed again.