Chapter 793: Pingtian Bull Demon Fist

"Wuyousheng?"

He Ping's move towards Ying Wuji was ever-changing. The power from his palm spurted out, majestic and strange. The magical energy was both lingering and violent, gentle and fierce.

Unexpectedly, just when he was about to make the move, a line of words suddenly appeared in his field of vision - it was a word, not a sound.

It was not a spiritual idea transmitted across the void. Originally, this was considered a common method for powerful monks to communicate. But at this moment, a line of handwriting danced in his field of vision——

"He Ping, why did you come here?"

The next second, He Ping's offensive was suffocated, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, falling into the depths of a mysterious time and space. There was darkness in all directions, and dense darkness floated. This time and space was filled with endless clouds.

Those clouds are all shadows. The clouds are like thick ink, and the wind is like a roaring cow. They are densely covered in the void from top to bottom. The farther you go to the bottom, the larger the space becomes. It also becomes unknown how deep it is, as if it is bottomless. Great abyss. Within this bottomless abyss is a huge world, which contains layers upon layers of space, leading to various mysterious realms.

"Here? What a strange place?"

In an instant, He Ping had a feeling that this place did not belong to any place in the three realms of heaven and earth, nor was it a turbulent void. This place was a time and space comparable to the vast world.

At this moment, being here, he had a feeling of being isolated from heaven and earth. He was completely blocked. It was not easy to escape from this place... However, this time and space was not perfect and had flaws. This also reminded him of the refined religious treasure.

There are also rumors in the world that as long as you collect three medium-thousand-level treasures to suppress the teachings, you can create a great thousand-level treasure. Is this a time and space condensed by great thousand-level treasures?

"It shouldn't be my illusion... However, this time and space, which is comparable to the vast world, has a somewhat artificial feeling. By the way... wait a minute, this kind of induction is also somewhat close to the Lingzang Dao, Youluo Dao and Corpse Bone Dao. ”

He Ping immediately thought of one thing. The source of Heavenly Dao was projected into this vast world. In addition to giving birth to the mighty and endless turbulence of the void, it also evolved into Lingzang, Xuanyue, Youluo, and Zhigu. He Hongya and other six time-spaces, but among these six time-spaces, there is a sixth time-space that is unknown.

"Could it be that...this is the sixth space-time?"

His heart sank, and with his thoughts, he discovered that this void was vaguely related to the "Soul Binding Shadow" and "Transfer Spell" that he had practiced in the past. It seemed that these two spells had some kind of connection with this time and space. Root connection.

"This time and space is the birthplace of the nine shadow gods of the Immortal Puppet Sect. It is also the sixth time and space besides Lingzang Dao, Xuanyue Dao, Youluo Dao, Corpse Bone Dao, and Hongya Dao. If I am not wrong, , and also has some strong connection with that mysterious Shadow Lord..."

While thinking about these questions, on the other hand, his eyes also moved towards the scholar in Tsing Yi.

This scholar's face is simple and familiar, and his whole person is incompatible with the surrounding environment. He is shrouded in a layer of dusty color, like the sunset or a gray old photo. This is strange. The state seems to have opened up an independent world, which is completely different from the rules of the surrounding abyss of time and space. Even any rules from the outside will not affect the Tsing Yi scholar.

This can be said to be a different kind of "all evils cannot be destroyed and all laws cannot invade".

"It turns out it's you, Wuyousheng," He Ping's eyes locked on the other party. This was not the first time that this mysterious scholar in Tsing Yi appeared. At least the last time, when he went to southern Xinjiang, he encountered the Great Saint Jialan Temple. , I only met this scholar in Tsing Yi once.

At this moment, he was almost convinced in his heart that this mysterious scholar in Tsing Yi was the puppet he saw that day, and not the other living puppets refined by Wuyousheng.

"It seems that Ying Wuji is indeed a very important link in your plan. Otherwise, why would you come forward and personally hinder me..."

Although Ying Wuji is also Wuyousheng's puppet, this puppet seems to have developed self-awareness and no longer recognizes his own Wuyousheng. This is a rather strange situation. He Ping can deduce part of the reason for this. , but he couldn't deduce the deeper secret.

'It is also possible that the so-called self-awareness of Ying Wuji is just an illusion created by the living puppet Ying Wuji. Even this idea was implanted by Wuyousheng...'

The more he understands Wuyousheng, the more familiar he is with his methods. This Wuyousheng is likely to have immortal blood and can survive from the distant ancient times to the present. He is the same as the first generation Youdi. The biggest mystery in the universe.

"You're right, and you're not right either."

In the void, a few more lines of words appeared, just like the subtitles of the movies He Ping had watched before, as if they were embedded in the void. It seemed that at this moment, Wuyousheng read He Ping's thoughts and made a direct decision. answer.

"Ying Wuji is my living puppet, but he has developed the awareness of the difference between him and me. Although he is more or less influenced by me, this idea is not controlled by me, but originated by him. …”

This scholar in green clothes should be just a puppet, but this living puppet also has a strange charm, as if it is a puppet with immortal magic power.

He Ping secretly clicked his tongue in his heart.

He also couldn't understand how a living puppet could obtain the power of immortality. The puppets he refined himself had a combat power close to the peak of manifesting the gods. Even the sky-stealing puppets had no soul, but were extremely powerful, comparable to A strong soul.

As for achieving the rank of Immortal God, it is impossible for any puppet to achieve it. The rank of Immortal God is a special life form. Even if it is the realm of manifesting the gods, it only cultivates the soul and becomes more special. The essence is It's still commonplace.

——The realm of immortals and gods is the true sense of transcendence and sainthood, the complete transformation of life forms, especially the foundation of immortality and the condensation and weaving of the unique laws and orders of immortals and gods, which can truly transcend all living beings.

No matter what kind of puppet it is, theoretically it cannot become an immortal, but at this moment, He Ping is also a little doubtful about this.

'Theoretically, this kind of thing is impossible...but what about this Tsing Yi puppet? It seems that the last time I saw him, his strength had not yet reached the level of an immortal. Could I have made a mistake? This is another puppet? "

He had been mentally prepared for the fact that Wuyousheng's puppet skills were far superior to his own, but now, it still shocked him.

'But what kind of method did Wuyousheng use to refine a puppet with the power of an immortal? Could it be that... he first killed a powerful immortal and then sacrificed him into a puppet? is it possible? ’

After thinking about this, many doubts emerged in his heart, but he quickly suppressed these doubts.

"What you said...is interesting?"

He Ping asked calmly: "According to your statement, Ying Wuji was not implanted with his own will by you, but was influenced by you. This led to the emergence of Ying Wuji's self-awareness and the difference between others and me. Then That’s funny!

I have to say that you have not learned any lessons from me as a disciple, nor have you suffered any hardships. With the current mentality of Ying Wuji, sooner or later you will rebel against your true nature. If you do this, you are simply tying yourself in a cocoon. As the saying goes, "Whoever rescues the candle moth will tie itself up in the cocoon." Smart people always think that they have calculated everything, but who would have expected that in the end they will often end up in a cocoon. It's asking for trouble, it's your own fault. "

He was able to detect that Ying Wuji had considerable ambitions.

If Ying Wuji has no self-nature, he will definitely act according to the instructions of Wushusheng... However, when Ying Wuji has his own will, how can he succumb to the existence of Wushusheng? If this is really Wushusheng He Ping felt that it was conceivable that winning Wuji's rebellion would only be a matter of time.

"Yeah?"

Wuyousheng's mouth moved slightly, there was no sound, it was like a pantomime, but there were strange subtitles floating in the void, beating word by word, as if they were narration inserted into this time and space.

"For us, it doesn't matter even if Ying Wuji wants to rebel, because Wushu is never an independent individual... One is the whole, all is one. Wushu is not just one, but thousands, infinite. Endless."

As he spoke, the living puppet suddenly disintegrated, dispersed like clouds, and took on various forms again. Men and women, old and young, old farmers, vendors, fisherwomen, officials, and generals, each new form. , is another puppet. Without exception, these puppets contain the unique aura of Wuyousheng.

"He Ping, can you understand?"

Lines of text dance in the void, like narration or subtitles.

"Wuyousheng has never been a person, nor is he just a puppet. From the past to the present, Wuyousheng has been incarnated into millions and endless incarnations. Neither you nor Ying Wuji can destroy him. It is impossible for worry-free beings to eliminate 'I'...because even we ourselves do not know how many worry-free beings there are in the world."

In an instant, the handwriting changed rapidly, like subtitles crossing the void.

"The real body of Wushou may have existed in the past, but over a long period of time, different puppets have created different Wushu. Wushu is no longer one person, but thousands of Wushu. The collection of worries about life, the past, such as death yesterday; the future, such as life today... After I can continue to derive myself and create a new "worry-free life", you, Ying Wuji, and the world The meaning of the self that all sentient beings pursue is not important to us.”

"joke."

He Ping just sneered: "If you can really incarnate millions of people, endlessly, then you don't need the Immortal Puppet Sect, nor do you need to spread the "Invisible Secret" to raise the Gu. Furthermore, even if you can evolve yourself, you Creation, self-creation... Then how do you prove that your so-called 'self', which is like a swarm, is not made up by some worry-free student... In the final analysis, your words may be just a lie, and I also There’s no reason to believe you.”

"He Ping, you are really more stubborn than I thought."

Floating in the void, the worry-free men and women looked regretful.

"No matter what happened in the past, we are not necessarily enemies. Have you ever thought about the possibility that you can grow up to today, in addition to the help of Emperor You and Little Stone Buddha, I also secretly help... …I came here this time to actually have a good talk with you.”

"Wuyousheng, please stop talking nonsense."

He Ping laughed loudly: "I want to settle the old scores with you today...take my move first!"

He formed seals with his hands, and in an instant, he transformed into thousands of Dharma seals, like a lotus blooming. Almost at the same sound, a crystal clear halo appeared behind him.

He Ping's immortal body was also filled with the power of the second heaven, which made his body rapidly enlarge, like an ancient Buddha. The huge power expanded violently between expansion and contraction.

Buzz...!

That was the crystal light wheel condensing the wisdom and perfection, and endless Zen sound burst out.

"Three thousand worlds, the wisdom of ignorance is perfect!"

This power penetrated into the depths of the void at once, and shuttled in from the endless dimensional gaps. Suddenly, there seemed to be billions of Buddha sounds in the void, just like the echo of the universe of the three thousand worlds, countless large and small dimensional time and space opened, and hundreds of great thousand mirror worlds appeared behind He Ping.

He also pushed his palm forward fiercely, and a strange airflow circulated back and forth in the Dharma seal formed by his palms, and the fourth Dharma seal of Buddhism blasted out.

Boom!

The violent force suddenly rushed out, blasting towards the void, and also violently blasting towards those men and women, young and old, as well as old farmers, hawkers, fisherwomen, officials, and generals... No matter what image, appearance, or body shape, Wuyousheng was different.

...

On the other side, He Ping's dream body also invaded the "Thousands of Illusions Picture". Unexpectedly, the clone of the Great Sage Qingzu appeared in this "Thousands of Illusions Picture".

The young man in white was too lazy to say anything more, and he punched in the air.

This is a kind of ancient, brutal, and mixed with a kind of fierce aura from ancient demons.

Pingtian Bull Demon Fist!

This time, the Great Sage Qingzu made a move, regardless of anything, and directly hit the powerful Bull Demon clan's clan-suppressing fist.

Although this Bull Demon Fist itself is not a great magical power, under the research of the Bull Demon clan in the Earth Abyss Realm for generations, it has also evolved from a simple fist to a clan-suppressing method.

This punch came from the west, and a large area of ​​the void was exploded. He Ping's dream body immediately felt that this boxing method had a solid boxing intention. This intention can only be described in two words: "unmovable".

The world moves, but I don't move.

The world moves, but I don't move!

Boom!

With a punch from the front, He Ping's Yunmeng body was blown apart.