My Past Life Simulator Chapter 529

  Chapter 529 528【God is just another kind of trick】

   Of course, a small experiment is required before doing the second thing.

   "Rewind."

   After the voice fell, the world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

   From the red to purple mist, the condensed gluttony, shriveled belly quickly grew bigger. Immediately afterwards, the monks and the iron rods were spit out unharmed.

  The scarlet tongue that pierced through their hearts instantly retracted into the big mouth that occupied the entire face. The small wound on the left chest also healed quickly, and time went back to its original appearance.

  Such a scene was repeated four or five times before it stopped until the time point moved to the point where the Mahayana Buddha's spine was broken and He Zhao stood in front of him.

   "You look really embarrassed, [poof—]."

  The son of the good witch, the spoiler who caused a great disturbance on the plateau in history. Now it's like a bereaved dog, which is embarrassing.

   "Ahem."

  Golden bones, after coughing a few times, he raised his head with difficulty. The golden flames burning in the eye sockets were somewhat dimmer than not long ago. However, still full of anger.

   "Chi Liu—"

   Drive the head of the Mahayana Buddha to release the gluttony.

   "Hiss!"

   Seeing this, the Dharma King of Cidan still had the expression of the previous hundred retracements.

   No no no, not right.

   It should be said that it is tens of tens of times more dignified than the previous hundred times.

  He is a high-level executive in Bufa Temple, so he is naturally very familiar with Li Gui's training.

  Ruthless Zhao's conjecture is not wrong. The black fog condensed can only be regarded as a small trick, the most basic one, and its ability is relatively simple. In terms of strength, it really doesn't count. He can only kill people with his weird iron rules.

  If there are smart people who see through it, it is relatively simple to save their lives. If the strength of the cultivator is not bad, it is not impossible to turn defeat into victory.

   Next, there is the blood-red Dagui. Because of a transformation, Tie Ze's power has been greatly improved. And can develop more, related to the derivation of its own iron rules.

  For example, I used to find a substitute, but now the substitute is tricky. In the past, only one person could be connected at a time, but after one evolution, it is no problem to connect dozens of people at once.

  The original iron not only strengthens, but also derives any attack, injury, disease, incomplete, negative BUFF, which can be evenly distributed to every connected person's ability.

  The blood-colored cunning changed again, and it was the red to purple cunning king. Dare to be king and hegemony in deception must be to strengthen one's own iron rules to the peak level.

  Basically, Li Gui has been cultivated to the level of Ziwu, and all Gui of the same type are no match at all. If you can control it, the world will go sideways.

  The outstanding disciple kept silent and sneaked up to cultivate gluttony and cunning to the peak. There was no news in the temple. As a dharma king, he could not be surprised.

   "Hey, Suo Lang is going to fight with the seat owner."

  The current seat owner is an out-and-out old silver coin. This can be seen from the fact that the outstanding disciples of the past dynasties all suffered accidental deaths when they went out.

   It's just that I never expected that the current outstanding disciple is not a good person. In addition, not long ago, he was seduced by the "Infinite Sutra of Mie Truth", and all the monks, including himself, a dharma king, were used by him.

   It can also be sensed that this son is a little fox with foresight and foresight.

  Old silver coin VS little fox, just thinking about it is exciting.

   As for getting the full version of "The Infinite Sutra of Mie Truth", I plan to compete for the seat of the seat. For the time being, just squint honestly and pretend to be an honest person.

  In the future, whoever wins will hang out with whom.

  In case they both lose, hehe.

   Needless to say, if God does not take, you will suffer.

  A monk who does not want to be the master is not a good monk.

"eat."

  He Zhao pointed to the Mahayana Buddha, and told Gluttony.

   "Chi Liu—"

  The scarlet tongue suddenly wrapped around the golden bone frame, and then swallowed it in one gulp. The action was rude, exactly the same as the previous hundred times, without any difference.

   "Huh!"

  A big mouthful of black firefly covered the whole body of the monster, helping it digest a **** with all its strength.

  For about fifty-six seconds, the stomach pouch dissolved the golden bone frame.

  Greedy and Guile hiccupped, but there was no improvement in the slightest.

"well."

  He intends to use the Mahayana Buddha to continue to cultivate the way of greedy and cunning, which is considered dead.

   Except for a little bit of overnutrition, the purple king has hardly changed much.

  In other words, the Mahayana Buddha can't do it, and can't continue to provide nutrients for the gluttony to advance. It's a bit similar to taking too much medicine and developing drug resistance in the body?

   "I have to say that the Mahayana Buddha, who was born with insufficient nutrition + extremely seriously injured and weak, is a bit unqualified. Perhaps, we need to find some immortal gods in their heyday?"

   Leaving aside whether you can find it, even if you find a perfect god, whether you can beat it is still a huge problem.

   "You can't force it."

  The power of gluttony and cunning is beyond doubt. You can eat anything, dare to eat anything, and digest anything.

  Mahayana Buddha who is malnourished + seriously injured and weak cannot continue to provide a lot of nutrients for transformation, which is reasonable.

   You can't have all the cheap things in the world, let him and someone take them all.

   "Just Where to Go"

  Before he finished speaking, he slapped his thigh hard.

   "Made, I almost forgot."

   There is a space-time tunnel!

"Hey, when I get the "Grand Vajra Yogini Practice Method", I will go back and test it immediately. I hope that it will be as expected and succeed. In addition, Bechava can't give up. Everything must be done Two-handed, even three-handed preparations."

   "Rewind."

   After speaking, the world immediately came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

  The golden skeleton and the embarrassed Mahayana Buddha were spit out again from the gluttonous and treacherous stomach.

   Time point, move to the previous.

  The second idea, officially launched.

   "Hey, isn't this the Mahayana Buddha who is born with supernatural powers? I haven't seen you for a while, what's the matter?" The tone was full of sarcasm, and the bones were very angry.

  The dim flames in the eye sockets suddenly brightened a bit.

  He looked up with difficulty, and a child's face came into view.

  My spine was broken by a stick by the brat in front of me.

   It can be said that just one blow left an indelible shadow deep in his heart.

   Gegui on the plateau is getting more and more brutal.

   "I have a whimsical and unrealistic idea, and I need your help to complete it." He stretched out his hand and grabbed the cap of the Mahayana Buddha, slipped it up abruptly, pulled it in front of his eyes, and said slowly.

"hehe."

  Although it fell into the hands of human beings, his identity is destined not to speak softly.

   Hard, must be hard!

   "If you don't eat a toast, you'll be punished, forget it."

"Snapped-"

   With a mouthful, the bone frame that was pumped turned around in circles.

   "Monster, I want you to help me practice!"

  Anyone who has watched the movie may not be chrysanthemum tight after hearing this sentence.

  Unfortunately, no one present could understand.

   "Boom—"

  The shriveled head of the true Mahayana Buddha slowly entered the real world from the spiritual space.

  From the moment He appeared, everyone felt great pressure. It's as if two huge mountains are pressed down out of thin air on the shoulders, making people bend over and bow their heads, and can't breathe.

  The golden bone frame that was circling in circles suddenly felt a familiar breath for some reason. Like the same family, a brother born from a mother suddenly popped out.

   Finally stabilized his footing, and did not fall directly to the ground.

  Steady the figure, when the eyes are shriveled and the skin is tightly attached to the bones of the skull. The flames in the eye sockets, as if adding gasoline, rushed out suddenly, almost gushing out.

"this?"

   "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

   That shriveled head was actually his own!

   It doesn't make sense, He is still in good condition, although there is only a skeleton left, but the head is still intact.

  The next second, he looked away and landed on the instigator.

"you"

   "So much nonsense, shut up!"

  He Zhao scolded, and then immediately activated the characteristic of the head of the Mahayana Buddha - seduction.

  Thin lines intertwined with countless light blue light spots emerged in the room between the two of them. The next moment, he lost control of his hands and feet, and the whole skeleton stood still in place, motionless.

   "Bring it here, you!"

   As soon as the voice fell, the Mahayana Buddha quickly shrank to the size of a palm, and was absorbed into the skull of one-seventh of the true God Mahayana Buddha.

  Of course, the two of them are of the same origin, but it is a pity that the true **** looks down on weak chickens.

  Even if it was born by a mother, or even by himself, he was still merciless.

  If the Mahayana Buddha regains consciousness, he might be merciful, not to mention the head that is just a tool now.

   In the shriveled eyes, the golden bone frame is reflected.

"success."

   "Hoo—"

  He breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that God is just another kind of trick.

  There are too many similarities between the two.

   Ruthless Zhao seriously doubts those so-called immortals and Buddhas in myths and stories. In fact, it was originally controlled by people, but it was too long ago. Seeing people spread rumors, various mysterious legends gradually formed in the local area.

  Perhaps, the earliest group of people who controlled the slyness replaced the slyness. Or, before he died, he didn't know what method to use to make Gui no longer cruel and become the source of exploitation of all practitioners.

  In short, the water inside is very deep.

   Of course, now is not the time to discuss origins.

   "Greedy and tricky, he will give it to you. Remember, you are not allowed to eat bones, I want his consciousness to dissipate. Understand?"

  The purple King of Deception nodded upon hearing the words, and returned to the skull of Mahayana Buddha with a whimper.

  The next moment, a scream sounded from his mental space.

   Since entering the head of one-seventh of the true god, it means that he has lost all means of struggle.

  In addition, the gluttony of eating everything is tricky, and the childhood version of Mahayana Buddha wants to compete, which is really a dream.

   So far, inside the spiritual space, only a skeleton remains.

   "Good stuff!"

  He controls the Mahayana Buddha and has no other meaning.

   I just want to change some body parts for myself, so what can be compared to the magical bones?

   Not with conscious flesh and blood!

  The two sides are not at the same level at all, they can't compare at all, and they are not qualified.

"hey-hey."

  Although the damage was serious, the spine was tattered. However, he has a way to make up for it, at most it takes a little effort.

   "Rewind!"

  The resetting time is not the second save point, let alone the third save point. It is the first archive point - the main altar of the family branch of Shangyang City three hundred years later.

  Tomorrow is the day when Monk Shangxu will come.

   "Familiar body."

  For four years, He Zhao has been possessing Suo Lang with his spirit, and he has his own physical body again, which is a little uncomfortable.

  Two simple movements can be regarded as completely regaining the feeling.

  Drive the skull of Mahayana Buddha, a golden and unconscious bone frame, placed on the precious wooden floor.

   "Good stuff."

   Then, control the physical body without changing expression.

   "Poof—"

  The bones of the left hand were all broken and fell to the floor.

"boom!"

   At the same time, his left arm completely collapsed.

   "Ka Ka Ka"

  Break off the left arm from the bone frame of the Mahayana Buddha, and connect it to your own arm. Almost instantly, the flesh and blood with consciousness tightly wrapped around the golden hand bones.

  They are very happy, they are constantly involved in nutrients, and gradually become compatible.

  Next, the screen is extremely **** and cruel.

  He is like a super pervert丨killer in some blood plasma movies, digging out all the bones of his body bit by bit, and replacing them with the golden bones of gods.

   Once the room was in a mess, it looked like a TM slaughter scene. If a normal person accidentally sees it, it may directly scare the spirit to death.

   "Huh!"

   After replacing the complete golden bone, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   "It's great, it's an unprecedented feeling."

   Like a sublimation, the ruthless Zhao, who was a bit inhuman, is now a complete monster.

  Flesh is conscious, blood is the so-called strange blood, and bones are the golden bones of gods.

   In addition, this guy's spirit is different from ordinary people, and there is no trace of human being from inside to outside.

   "The others are Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, and the three religions are one. I am human, cunning, and god, and the three are one."

   "It's just the fragmentation of the spine, which affects some movements."

   "Rewind."

   After saying that, the world stops and speeds up.

  He, once again returned to the moment when the Mahayana Buddha was smashed to the ground three hundred years ago.

  The skull of the Mahayana Buddha popped out, taking in the golden bone frame again.

   "Rewind."

  The world paused, and quickly reversed, returning to three hundred years later.

   "Greedy and tricky."

  The next second, the purple ghost king appeared.

   "Eat, dissolve into solution. But, do not absorb."

   Regarding this, Gluttony did not refute or express any resistance.

   The person who told the other party to drive it is the boss.

   "Chi Liu—"

  Bones go into the abdomen, and a mouthful of black firefly covers the whole body to aid digestion.

"Spit it out."

   Picked up the teapot on the table casually, cleaned it up and told Gluttony.

   "Tick tock tick tock."

   Drops of the golden solution drop into the teapot.

   After a while, it was stored to a small half pot.

  The surname He asked suspiciously, aiming at gluttony.

"there is none left?"

  The Sinister King nodded, opened his mouth wide open, and stopped until he could clearly see the stomach pouch.

  Proving that there is no gluttony and cunning for hiding selfishness, he was silenced in one fell swoop.

  The way of self-proving innocence is really a strange way of thinking.

   "Shut up, I believe."

   Picking up the teapot with one hand, he poured it all into his mouth without any scruples.

   Weird, there is no entity, it is a humanoid form similar to the condensation of fog.

  He did not feel disgusted or disgusted.

  As the golden solution entered the throat, the broken spine took the initiative to absorb nutrients and slowly repaired it.

  (end of this chapter)

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