thenovelthief 【179】Buddha's Enemy Has No Sky, Willing To Cut Karma For The People Of The World (Seeking Custo
【179】Buddha's Enemy Has No Sky, Willing To Cut Karma For The People Of The World (Seeking Custo
Wu Ping watched, the figure in the blood cassock in the river below slowly overlapped with the mad monk on the Rotten Buddha Mountain.
He still can't forget that this is the first lunatic he met, the kind who insisted on dragging himself to rebuild.
Moreover, Wu Ping became famous by stepping on the dead monk's corpse when he took the first step.
Unexpectedly, he actually dared to come to him, and even joined Erchen.
This bloody aura doesn't look like a reincarnation of a living Buddha, and it doesn't know how many people have been killed.
Even Wu Ping felt the aura of the real body of the fire demon on his body.
smile slightly.
He was rather curious as to what the Dalai Lama wanted to do.
I saw it in the river.
Han Yang took the lead like a broken bamboo.
He himself is that ancient fierce beast, the demon sheep with human face, and the evil beasts in the river, feeling his breath, all backed away and did not dare to go forward.
It was as if they had encountered heaven and earth and fled around.
Just when Han Yang thought that he was sure of winning, he could win the first place and win the glory for Wu Ping.
call.
There was a monstrous blood resentment coming from behind.
The golden bell exploded.
boom.
The terrifying shock wave dissipated immediately.
Turning his head to look, the blood-stained Buddha Ming King slowly climbed up, and the monk wearing blood-colored shackles jumped up, and fell into the Buddha Ming King's hands, and was thrown violently by it.
Wutian was shot out like a shell.
Surrounded by broken and incomplete gold bells.
overwhelming.
All the monsters in front of them will be crushed as long as they block the way.
In the blink of an eye, Wutian's momentum surpassed Han Yang's.
Straight down under the thousand zhang gate.
The surface of the body even climbed up to the golden and blood color.
With a slightly weird posture, he quickly climbed towards the gate.
Han Yang couldn't take it anymore.
If he can't take the first place, what face does he have to meet Wu Ping?
"Roar!!"
A beast roar came from Han Yang's mouth.
Leaping high, the human form instantly changed in the air, turning into that ferocious animal body, and the innate law talismans emerged and lingered all over the body.
There was a bang, and it slammed heavily on the front of the door.
The progress is better than nothing.
The battle was on the verge of breaking out, with one man and one beast fighting fiercely above the gate.
But even if Han Yang showed his real body, he also faintly lost the wind, whether it was physical power, spiritual power, sleepiness or magic.
All of them were suppressed by Wutian.
The people around were stunned.
With this ability, you still come to participate in the selection?
Could it be that there are no elders who are capable and so on?
Moreover, the realm of both of them is the soul sea, and their explosive combat power is something that ordinary spirit palaces have never had.
For a moment, all eyes were attracted by Wutian 153 and Han Yang.
The Tianjiao of each peak above the sky is even more satisfied.
They all think that these two people are suitable for entering their own mountains.
Moreover, whether it is supernatural powers, spells, or physical bodies, the two of them are all-round development.
It doesn't mean that other people don't develop in an all-round way. They just want to do it, and it's completely different from what they have already done.
The end point is 10,000 meters, and walking one meter is different from walking nine kilometers.
The last person who was so terrifying was none other than Wu Ping, who is now the top three in the young masters list.
At this time, everyone saw two rising stars.
In the strange appearance that reveals the destruction of one side of the world, the man in black robe sits upright.
He is the true disciple of Demon Peak on the third day of the Qianlong List, Yin Zi.
"This little guy, his real body is actually a demon sheep with a human face... Interesting."
"Looks like I should enter Tianmo Peak."
Originally, he was not interested in selecting him from outside disciples here.
He doesn't care whether he joins Tianmo Peak or not.
But after recognizing Han Yang's true identity, it will be different.
The demon sheep with a human face is notorious for its natural affinity with Faga.
And compared to other people, Tian Mozi knew more about the human-faced demon sheep, which belonged to the ancient fierce clan, which had been exterminated now, but one suddenly appeared.
what does this mean
It represents the luck of a whole family gathered on it.
Of course, the premise is that it can bear it, if it can't bear it, it will die.
Left and right are just a bet.
Dangers and opportunities coexist.
It's worth cultivating. As for not getting up or dying, it doesn't matter, but if it gets up, it's almost a stable follower of a powerful immortal.
at this time.
On the other side, Ba Fei's head.
Wu Qi looked at the battle below and said: "This little monk in blood is a bit tyrannical. If I am in the same realm as him, I don't have much chance of winning, and now Han Yang's chance of winning is not too great."
Long Ming next to him had a different opinion: "This is not necessarily the case. Compared with the human race, the demon cultivator has an advantage in body. Although this little monk attacks frequently, he can't cause too much damage to Han Yang. If you continue to fight, Han Yang will definitely win, Senior Brother Wu, what do you think?"
Wu Ping smiled: "Han Yang is doomed."
How many lifetimes has this Dalai Lama lived, and how many supernatural powers have he accumulated in his hands?
Wu Ping didn't even know that the background was not comparable to that of Han Yang, an orphan of the Primordial Ominous Clan who had just escaped from trouble for a long time.
The two turned their heads in unison.
I don't understand why Wu Ping is so determined.
But the next moment.
The battle situation below echoes Wu Ping's words.
I saw that Wutian suddenly exploded, and a golden light appeared in his hand.
Grabbing Han Yang's horn, he threw it out with absolute strength, and quickly climbed towards the top of the gate.
Waiting for Han Yang to stabilize his figure and come back.
Wu Tian has already collected the bonus, so he is the first place.
He is second.
Bow your head, full of unwillingness, and a little unconvinced, just lost
He didn't have the face to meet Wu Ping if he didn't get the first place.
After that, the rest of the people climbed up immediately afterward.
The number of people settled down, and the Tongtian River flowing out far away was stained red with blood.
All kinds of abnormalities gathered in the sky.
I heard someone roar.
"If the two of you are willing to enter my Wanshan Ghost Peak, you can get five million spirit stones, divided into five positions.
"Are you willing to offer this kind of treatment?"
"If the two of you can enter my Disha Peak, you can get 8 million spirit stones and 8,000 points!"
"I will offer 10 million spirit stones, 10,000 points, plus a king-level exercise, you can choose any method you need."
One after another, the strong came out of the strange phase.
All of them are like a rainbow.
Show off your own strength.
Those teenagers around who came to participate in the selection cast envious eyes at Wutian and Han Yang.
If only they could attract the attention of so many strong men.
It is estimated that when the first person spoke, they agreed.
But the two of them didn't seem to hear it.
He has been unwilling to express his position for a long time. Could it be that he wants to sell it for a price?
Just when these people guessed, there was darkness above the sky.
The figure sitting on the throne in the sky opened his mouth like a divine word: "The demon cultivator, you are willing to enter my Tianmo Peak, and I will give you ten pieces of spiritual marrow, which can be used as hundreds of millions of spiritual stones.
What is atmosphere?
This is called atmosphere.
Of course, it's not that other people can't come up with this condition.
just worth it
This price is just to win over a new disciple, it's not worth it.
The person who spoke earlier recognized the identity of the person who spoke.
"Tian Mozi, what a big hand you have, it's just two soul seas, hundreds of millions of spirit stones, capped at the Dao level, how much money are you burning?"
"If you want to play like this, it's not authentic, it's like we can't get the money."
Tian Mozi's expression remained unchanged, "It doesn't matter, I will double your contribution as much as you pay.
Tian Mozi represents the first peak of the Seven Blood Sect, Tian Mo Peak, and he has a lot of confidence.
But just when everyone was amazed at his atmosphere.
I saw that Wutian who won the first place knelt down facing the sky in front of everyone, and said frantically: "See the Holy One, Wutian is willing to join the Holy Lord.
Perhaps because of emotional infection, Han Yang also knelt down: "Brother Wu, I'm sorry."
Everyone looked in surprise.
In the void, the blood python that covered the sky and the sun swam.
Wu Ping looked at the Dalai Lama with a playful expression.
Heavenless?
He had chosen a good name.
If the four eyes are not dead, I don't know what will happen if these two people meet.
One Tathagata and one Wutian, aren't these sworn enemies?
As for why Wutian would call himself a saint, although Wu Ping had doubts in his heart, this is not the place to talk.
"Come on, let's talk in another place.
"
Shou Shou.
Tian Mozi's voice came from the side.
Wu Ping looked over: "What's the matter?"
Tian Mozi turned his head to this side and said: "Junior brother wants to take the person I like when he comes up. I'm afraid it's inappropriate?"
Wu Ping smiled: "Then what is the right price? Is the bid the same as yours?"
"Well, didn't you just say that you doubled the amount of marrow they gave out? I said this, I doubled the amount of marrow you gave out."
The indifferent tone, but said how many people were stunned.
Although the teenagers below don't know the identity of Tian Mozi.
But the Tianjiao of other Seven Blood Sect peaks know.
Backed by the first peak of the Seven Blood Sect, it is the third on the Qianlong list. (cich) Across the present age, no one else can guess how rich Tian Mozi is.
I'm afraid it's not that there are tens of thousands of spiritual marrow reserves.
Hear Wu Ping's words.
Tian Mozi sat upright: "I have heard for a long time that Junior Martial Brother is arrogant and suppresses the present age. Unfortunately, Senior Brother and I are also suppressing the present age, but I am a little older, since Junior Brother said so."
"I don't have much spiritual marrow, only 50,000. If the younger brother can come up with 100,000, the elder brother will hand over these two people."
What is the concept of one hundred thousand spiritual marrow?
A medium-grade spiritual vein can produce about 80 pieces of spiritual marrow on average, and it takes more than 1,000 medium-grade spiritual veins to produce 100,000 spiritual marrow.
This is more than an astronomical figure.
With a wave of Tian Mozi's hand, 50,000 spirit marrow flew out from the storage tool at his waist.
Heaped up beside the throne.
The rich aura instantly filled the world.
Taking a deep breath, the young man with a slightly weaker cultivation base looked rosy, as if he was drunk.
Tian Mozi Fu, who was surprised by everyone, all looked at Wu Ping at the same time, and there was a playful flash in his eyes.
How do you get one hundred thousand spirit marrow?
But Wu Ping was very indifferent.
If it was before, he would sigh and envy Tian Mozi for being rich.
But now.
The soul marrow is produced all the time in his Flying Headman. The precious pill furnace he snatched from Lin Xuan is replicating and producing the soul marrow for him all the time. Let alone a hundred thousand, it is two hundred thousand. I can take it out.
Wu Ping also waved.
The flying head at the waist opened its mouth quite a bit.
A river composed of spiritual marrow rushed out from the center and surrounded Kongwang.
10,000, 20,000... 50,000... In the blink of an eye, it reached 100,000, and it's even skyrocketing.
In the end, the river formed by the gathering of 200,000 spiritual marrows flowed beside Ba Fei.
"I thought this brother
How rich is it? I was so scared that I didn't bring enough pocket money for going out today.
200,000 spirit marrow, you call pocket money!!!?
How the hell can that force afford such a large amount of pocket money?
They thought Tian Mozi was rich.
Who knew Wu Ping had more money!!
At the same time, he was also guessing whether Ouyang Zhongmo had given Wu Ping his own coffin.
Two hundred thousand spirit marrow.
Ninety-nine percent of the people present at this time, let alone used it, have never been exposed to so many spiritual essences in their entire lives.
This is not a spirit stone.
Tian Mozi did not expect that Wu Ping could produce so many spiritual essences.
"Junior brother is really rich. Senior brother is willing to bow down, but there is still a long way to go. Junior brother should take these spiritual marrows to practice. The next time the competition is not spiritual marrow, but so many spiritual marrows
Sui, how much is the younger brother willing to share with them?
Tian Mozi looked at Han Yang and Wutian below.
Wu Ping withdrew his own soul: "How much to give them? Not a single point, you ask them to follow me or follow you.
No point?
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
At least they will give some, Wu Ping won't give a single point...
Wutian: "Wutian is here to follow in the footsteps of the Holy One.
Look at Han Yang again.
Han Yang: "Brother Wu has the kindness to save my life and rebuild my life. His kindness, Yang will never be unclear in his whole life."
Hearing this, Wu Ping looked at Tian Mozi: "You see, brother, many things cannot be measured by money, and you don't have much money."
With spiritual power, Wutian and Han Yang fell on Ba Fei.
Long Ming shouted from behind: "Punishment Peak and Human Demon Peak each recruit a thousand new disciples.
The voice fell.
Countless boys and girls stood up and said.
"I would like to join Penalty Peak,"
"I want to join Human Demon Peak!"
"I want to join the Penalty Peak!"
Tens of thousands of newcomer disciples, almost more than half a day, are threatening to join the Punishment Peak and Human Demon Peak.
The top ten disciples are almost surrounded by the two peaks represented by Wu Ping.
As for this situation.
All thanks to the fact that Wu Ping is so famous now.
Still the same sentence, no one in the world knows you.
The 15-year-old young man is in the top three of the honor list, screened on the gold list, with terrifying fighting power and brilliant talent.
Let Wu Ping become the idol worshiped by countless teenagers and girls today.
As for the others present?
Never heard of it, never seen it, never knew it.
How do you call me to choose?
How long ago have they all been active?
Has it appeared in their ears or in their vision recently?
No, not a single one.
And the spirit that Wu Ping showed earlier.
His eyes were instantly full.
There is no better prospectus for admissions.
Money is real.
Why are you talking so much?
Although it is not theirs, doing things under the hands of the poor is different from doing things under the hands of the richest man.
And penalty peak, that's a beautiful job.
Human Demon Peak is not bad either.
What's more, it was Guan Ping who came forward to recruit students.
That would be even crazier.
The others were dumbfounded.
He could only watch helplessly as Wu Ping sat on Bahua and left after finishing selecting his disciples.
There was nothing they could do.
It's impossible to have a forced drama, right?
Their pattern is not so small.
You can't do such a cheap thing.
After that, Wu Ping picked the rest.
These things today are also a good lesson for them. Maybe sometimes, cultivation is not a panacea.
above the sky.
Wu Ping turned his back on Wutian and the others.
"How dare you come to me and join the Demon Sect, full of blood, you don't look like a soul boy now, Dalai Lama."
These words instantly stimulated the nerves of Wu Qi and Long Ming.
Dalai!?
The name is not familiar to the two of them.
Wu Ping's fame began when he beheaded the Dalai Lama's soul boy.
The aura of the two erupted instantly, covering Wutian.
Bearing the aura of the two strong men at the moment.
Wutian said with some difficulty: "My lord is joking, since the first battle at Lanfo Mountain, there will be no more Dalai Lamas in the world, only Wutian!!"
"Wutian was enlightened by the Holy One, and the devil can become a Buddha, and the Buddha can also fall into the devil. How can there be a difference between a demon and a Buddha? After the words of the Holy One flowed out, Wutian realized the truth.
Wu Ping became interested: "A word? What words?"
Wutian raised his head, his eyeballs were a little bloodshot, and his face was a little crazy: "Killing is to protect life, killing karma is not killing people!"
"Since I realized the words of the Holy Venerable, Wutian's cultivation has been like a broken bamboo, and there is no obstruction. In just half a year, he has entered the realm of the sea of souls. If Wutian did not suppress him, he would have entered the Spirit Palace early. Today
Seeing the Holy One, Wutian will spontaneously make great wishes!"
"Wish to cut karma for the people of the world!!"
bang!!
There was an explosion of thunder in the sky, Wutian's momentum burst out for no reason, he cut off the climb, and went straight into the realm of the spirit palace!
Ask for flowers, ask for monthly tickets. .