My Past Life Simulator Chapter 530

  Chapter 530 529 [I am God]

  The golden bone of the bankrupt Mahayana Buddha, or his divine bone, is like a living creature, slowly absorbing the golden solution bit by bit. Every time a part is consumed, the broken spine will inevitably heal a little bit.

   "Huh?" He Zhao carefully felt the degree of recovery of the bones in his body, if compared according to the percentage system. Nowadays, the liquid dissolved in a bone frame can restore at most one ten-thousandth of it.

   No, is your appetite too big?

  Bone frame, do you know how difficult it is for me to go back and forth.

  Twice backtracking can complete one solution transfer, and the gold solution dissolved in a pair of skeletons can only repair one ten-thousandth of it. In other words, he has to rewind 20,000 times before he can completely restore the sacred bone of Mahayana Buddha.

  Oh, no, it should be said to be his divine bone!

   "Forget it, my own things, work harder." Sighed, and started the second gold liquid handling. "Rewind."

   After the voice fell, the whole world came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery accelerated rapidly. Almost as soon as the picture flashed, we came to the place where the Mahayana Buddha fell from the sky.

   "Boom—"

  The skull of the Mahayana Buddha, whose dry skin was tightly attached to the skull, emerged from the spiritual space and descended into the real world.

  Everyone couldn't help but bend down, that invincible momentum was really unstoppable.

  Even though He is only a head, don't forget that it is one-seventh body of a true God after all.

   "Photo!"

  After speaking, the bankrupt version of Mahayana Buddha faced his head in his heyday, and was imprisoned in the head without any resistance.

   "Swallow his consciousness."

  The gluttony in the Buddha's skull let out a strange laugh, and swallowed it in one gulp.

   "Rewind!"

  The first save point of the spiritual space, the world pauses in the flickering light, and quickly goes backwards. After a few breaths, he returned to the guest room of the main altar of the Wang Family Biography Branch in Shangyang City.

   "The dissolution is complete, do not digest. Spit into the teapot, understand?"

   Gluttony and Gu Wenyan nodded, and then a large jet of black fireworks covered its whole body, helping it dissolve the golden bones with all its strength.

   Fifty-six seconds later, the teapot was one-third filled with gold liquid.

   Sitting on the sofa, he stretched out his hand and took a sip.

  The broken bones in the body are slowly being repaired.

"continue."

  Third time. Fourth time. Fifth time.

  The tenth time. The hundredth time. The thousandth time

  10,000th time!

  10,000 times of handling, 20,000 times of backfile.

  When he drank the last half of the pot of gold liquid, the broken spine in his body finally fully recovered.

  In an instant, a feeling of being reborn came to my heart.

  I seem to have undergone a transformation. It's hard to say what the changes are, but there is a kind of detachment from the inside out.

  Get up from the sofa, walk to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and look directly at the teenager in the mirror.

   "It's changed a lot."

  Although he has always been different from ordinary young people, he has never been very different. It's not the case now, at first glance, I feel that this child is extraordinary, but I don't know exactly what is extraordinary.

   Do you understand?

  His right hand stretched out his index finger, and stroked it lightly, the skin and flesh of his left hand cracked, revealing the golden divine bone wrapped inside. The bones are quite different from the previous ones. The Mahayana Buddha, who was born with malnutrition, has pale yellow bones, which are not too dazzling.

   Now it is different, it is a kind of reddish yellow.

  The two are like gold, the former has a purity of about 80% at most, and the latter simply exceeds 95%.

  Don't underestimate the 15% difference, a 1% difference between innate and supernatural, that's like a gap.

   Fifteen percent?

   It's like a cloud and mud.

   "In addition, flesh and blood are also different."

  He Zhao looked at the cut on his left arm, the black blood and muscles. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all, there is a slight yellowish color in the sliced ​​noodles.

   "Could it be that when I mend the god's bone and supplement its nutrition, the flesh and blood will also benefit?"

  If his conjecture is correct, then it may not be possible to roll back 20,000 times to help his flesh and blood upgrade a little bit. Thinking of this, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his lips.

   "Done!"

  As long as there is something to gain, no matter how big or small, he has always maintained the attitude of not letting it go.

  Playing games, if you get tired, get tired, it's no big deal.

"Try it first. The first 10,000 times of drinking the golden liquid were all used to repair the divine bones. Now the divine bones are not only restored to perfection, but also replenish the purity of the Mahayana Buddha due to congenital malnutrition. If you drink the golden liquid again , presumably the divine bones will not be snatched."

   "Rewind."

  The world pauses, speeds ahead.

   It's still the old routine, what he is familiar with can no longer be familiar.

  The skull of the Mahayana Buddha was absorbed into the bankrupt version of the Mahayana Buddha, greedy and cunning swallowed the consciousness of the other party, making the golden skeleton become a thing without an owner.

  After rewinding to three hundred years later, the old tool man, the purple king of cunning, was still dissolved.

  Drink a small half pot of gold liquid and feel the changes in your body with all your strength.

   Facts have proved that his guess is not wrong.

  After repairing the broken spine and improving the purity of the **** bone, he has no interest in drinking the golden liquid.

   On the contrary, it is flesh and blood with consciousness, like a hungry ghost who has been hungry for a year and a half, and frantically threw himself on the gold liquid. In the blink of an eye, the carve-up was completed in an instant, which was even more outrageous and crazy than the zero-yuan purchase video I watched at the beginning.

   In the next second, a sudden change occurred.

  I saw dozens of meat buns all over his body, big and small.

  Some of the larger bags are even bigger than the head. The red to purple color makes people have to worry about whether they will explode in the next moment.

  Although the meat buns continued to swell, the worrying things never happened. It took about three hours for the flesh and blood in his body to be digested, and the half pot of golden liquid returned to calm.

   "Hoo—"

   Taking a long breath, he muttered to himself.

   "Thanks to my completion of the ceremony, the flesh and blood became conscious. Otherwise, if it were a normal person, it would have exploded and there would be no bones left."

  After the flesh and blood in the body has divided the divine bone solution, it is growing rapidly.

  Cells are constantly breaking and reorganizing, trying their best to absorb nutrients.

   Without the help of that terrifying resilience, he really wouldn't be able to digest the gold liquid.

   "Keep up the good work."

  The second time. The hundredth time, the thousandth time, the ten thousandth time!

   20,000 retracements, 10,000 handling trips.

  His physical body has undergone a huge transformation again. When he cut open the flesh and blood of his left arm, he saw strange black blood, and the color of muscles that did not resemble normal people, all turned into reddish yellow.

  The most prominent ones are the pupils, the pure golden pupils, giving people a sense of holiness.

   "God's bone, god's blood, god's flesh, three gods in one."

   But, almost, only a little bit.

  He has a certain feeling that as long as he can make up for the little difference, there will be a qualitative leap.

  The question is, what is the bad thing?

no idea.

  It feels like playing a game. After finally reaching the last level, the result is stuck.

   If you change to a grumpy one, you might just drop the controller, smash the TV, kick the game console, and arrange a set of three.

   "I can't catch it, I can't catch it."

  Sometimes, the most important thing for a person is a flash of inspiration. How many things in life are invented and created precisely because of the flickering of the aura.

   "Forget it, let's continue to do great things. Maybe one day, aura will burst out from the sky." After saying that, he put the gluttony and tricks into the head of the Mahayana Buddha.

"Um?"

  He Zhao froze in place. When the head of the Mahayana Buddha was activated, he found that the sunken head was very attractive to him. It seems that there is no one in his body who does not want to knock it out.

   "Mahayana Buddha Mahayana Buddha."

  Strictly speaking, he is now a half Mahayana Buddha.

   After all, bones, flesh and blood are all contributed by the bankrupt Mahayana Buddha. One-seventh of the true Mahayana Buddha, the two belong to the same origin, and there is nothing wrong with attracting each other.

   "Chi Liu—"

  He swallowed his saliva, could this be my flash of inspiration?

   "Done!"

   With Dafa backing up, he is definitely the most handsome man in the world, and he can make up for it if the sky is pierced.

  With a thought, the head of Mahayana Buddha appeared.

  The shriveled old head, staring at it with empty eyes.

  The problem arises, why suck?

  You can't hug and chew!

   "Hey, how come there are thresholds blocking one after another?" The head of the Mahayana Buddha, like a tempting golden mountain, seduced him, but unfortunately he didn't have any tools at hand.

  Hmm. Wait a minute.

  Seduce?

"Snapped!"

  He slapped his thigh violently, which was to seduce.

   No longer restraining his own breath, but completely releasing it.

  A breath that was almost exactly the same as that of Mahayana Buddha gushed out from his body. The shriveled head suspended in the air, the eyelids moved involuntarily.

   "There is a door."

  The next moment, the head of the Mahayana Buddha approached, and he actively released his breath.

  The two blended together, and the "Qi" on the head actively followed the breath of Ruthless Zhao, continuously pouring into the body.

  Good guy, this guy is planning to break away from his original head and change his lair!

   Actually, it's not surprising.

  Same origin, before consciousness recovered, subconsciously identified [He Zhao] as his physical body.

   No, the whole body was shaped by the young Mahayana Buddha.

   "Quick, faster."

  The ancient breath penetrated into the body, and all the cells in the body became excited.

   "Fate Qi?"

  He found that breath is very similar to life energy, but it is different from human beings.

  People's vitality is illusory, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.

   But the life energy attracted from the head of the mature version of the Mahayana Buddha, ahhh, has a feeling of being as heavy as a thousand, and as solid as a rock.

   "Perhaps, this is the root of the immortality?"

  The life energy that belongs exclusively to the gods enters the body, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling arises spontaneously.

  At that moment, he seemed to be a god!

   On the other side, the head of the Mahayana Buddha accelerated, and a large amount of special life energy poured in rapidly.

   It's just the eyelids on the shriveled head, shaking more and more violently.

"not good!"

  Mahayana Buddha seems to be forcibly waking up because he sucked too much. Moreover, the absorption of life energy became slower. Not only that, but it seems to be going back?

   "Greedy and tricky!"

   With a chirp sound, the purple King of Deception came out.

   "Swallow him up for me!"

   It is definitely not dare to change to the previous trick.

  However, it now has the experience of eating God.

  God, in the eyes of gluttony and treachery, his majesty is infinitely weakened.

  So, it opened its mouth to bite without saying a word.

   "Boom!"

"Um?"

  He Zhao squinted his eyes, and bit the gluttony on the head of the Mahayana Buddha. I seem to have heard just now, the sound of teeth being overwhelmed and broken?

   "I mean swallow his consciousness, what are you doing biting his brain!"

  Good guy, gluttony is a real tiger.

  You dare not chew the bankrupt version of Mahayana Buddha directly. It is really fierce to dare to bite the mature version of Mahayana Buddha.

   "Suck slip—"

  The moment the eyes of the shriveled head were fully opened, there was one person in the room, and a gust of cold air rushed straight from the soles of the feet to the top of the sky, almost toppling the head.

   Fortunately, Gluttony moved quickly, opened his mouth and sucked with all his strength, and his stomach, which was so big that it was about to fall to the ground, suddenly shriveled.

  Maybe the Mahayana Buddha has been weak for too many years, or maybe the consciousness that has just been awakened is still in a blur, anyway, he was sucked into the strange stomach without any resistance.

   At this point, the rock-solid life energy no longer slowly poured into the body, and the speed gradually increased.

   "Huh—" X2.

  One person and one cunning breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.

   If the Mahayana Buddha is revived, no living creature in Shangyang City will be able to escape the poisonous hand.

   "Almost, almost crashed."

   As soon as the voice fell, I saw Gluttony covered his mouth with his hands desperately.

   Throat and stomach protrude, as if something is about to come out.

   "Hold it, you must hold it back! If you let him escape, you won't have any juice to eat."

  The surname He didn't blink his eyes, he was foolish and greedy.

   Responding to this, Gui's hand covering his mouth became tighter.

   "Persevere, and it will be fine soon."

  If the consciousness of the mature version of Mahayana Buddha has been staying in the stomach, maybe it can be digested with the help of fireflies.

  Unfortunately, it is not a bankrupt version, but a mature version that can break through the gastric blockade.

  He is not surprised, after all, he is a man who needs the supreme Buddhist artifact before he can be dismembered.

  If the stomach pouch of a mere king of deceit can be trapped, why would the old monks of Bufa Temple ask for the ah-knife.

   "Now, keep covering your mouth."

  Afterwards, he used this reason to fool his greedy and cunning, and dragged on for six hours.

   And the King of Deception, who was covered in purple light, is now extremely miserable.

  The whole monster fell directly back to the level of the big monster. Occasionally, a bit of purple mist flickered on the blood-red figure, indicating that it had once been beautiful.

sharp!

   With a mere consciousness, it actually brought the King of Deception, which had been cultivated with great difficulty, back to the level of great deception.

so close!

   Almost, almost fell short.

  Thanks to being greedy and cunning, and cultivating it.

   Otherwise, today will definitely fail.

   "Ka Ka Ka Ka Cha!"

  When all the life energy in the shriveled skull was absorbed, it shattered and turned into fly ash.

  At that moment, a steady stream of spiritual light emerged from his celestial cap.

   "Wait, there's something."

  The moment his head shattered, he sensed another one-seventh of the parts, somewhere in Shangyang City.

   "God help me too!"

   "Let's restore the gluttony first. It seems that there is only one level difference between the king of the king and the big one. In fact, the abilities of the two are very different."

   "Rewind."

  The world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed. There was no accident at the time, and it returned to six hours ago again.

  (end of this chapter)

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