I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingping looked at the magic weapons that suddenly fell out of thin air.

With two handles, you can tell that it's not easy to mess with flying swords.

A bell made of quaint unknown metal.

There is also a picture inscribed with countless stars.

"Sure enough, everything in the dream is possible!" He laughed.

However, Wutian Buddha did not even look at those treasures.

The skin under his cheek was almost wrinkled.

"What you pictured is not small!" The thing in his skin yelled noisily, and he looked at the black robe on his body, revealing countless things.

These things have no specific shape or specific size.

To be precise, there should be nothing, even matter, that would have such a deformed, terrifying and frantic form.

When these things came out, the entire Dusitian instantly became dilapidated.

The pavilions and pavilions began to show signs of mildew.

The fairy mist rolled and was gradually dyed gray.

Even the dragon meat, the crystal clear dragon meat, began to decay.

There are maggots growing out of it.

The original sweet gravy has now become extremely foul-smelling.

It is the Eastern Buddha, who also deeply feels that his golden body is undergoing the washing of infinite Hui Yuan and karma.

And, there is a feeling that oneself is about to die.

He understood that this was one of the avenues of the Heavenless Buddha.

It may even be his gifted supernatural powers.

Perhaps, the Dharma of the Wutian Buddha is also orthodox Dharma.

It's just that this Dharma is neither the present nor the future.

It's the Dharma after the death of all things.

At that time, all buddhas and bodhisattvas have passed away.

Three thousand avenues are all broken.

The sentient beings have long since turned into dead bones in the mound.

Even the good fortune jade butterfly has become a bit of dust in the chaos.

At that time, decay became the avenue.

Death became the end.

In the past, everything was empty, after that everything was bad.

Everything is empty, everything is bad.

Therefore, the avenue is chaotic, wrong, and unreasonable.

because……

He is crazy!

Heaven is crazy!

The crazy way of heaven has become a godless Buddha.

In a sense, the Wutian Buddha is another sense of "Hongjun Daozu" conceived from the world after dying.

In other words, at that time, "Hongjun Daozu" is the Buddha of Heavenless Heaven.

Perhaps the'Hongjun Daozu' at that time will be countless times stronger than the current Wutian Buddha.

However, the basic facts will not change.

It's like a stream and a big river.

Thinking of this, the Eastern Buddha finally understood.

Why are all saints and teachers so curious about Wutian Buddha.

Especially his two teachers.

Can even sit and watch the collapse of this world!

Even if they know that this world continues to collapse, their obsession will become more stubborn, and there will be less possibility to make up.

because……

In this life, there is actually such a predestined method!

The real way to annihilation!

Crazy, chaotic, and indescribable avenue!

And this is exactly what the saints are searching for.

Lonely yin does not grow, and lonely yang does not grow.

If there is no death, how can there be growth?

Only by complementing this way, the saints can go further, break the heaven and the earth, and transcend the heaven and the earth.

Since then, truly jumped out of heaven.

Get great freedom, great happiness and great joy!

The Eastern Buddha also really understands why the Wutian Buddha wants to say: What you picture is not small!

Because, all saint teachers, make this big bet.

It is to keep this Heavenless Buddha in this world.

Ask him to give up his incarnation, sit in this world, open up new roads, and become a new ‘unknown saint’.

This is an upright plan!

As long as the Wutian Buddha agrees, then the outcome of the gambling battle, whether it succeeds or fails, is doomed.

Just like the conspiracy to entrust the gods, the three religions signed a list of gods.

At the moment of signing, the ending is doomed.

The rest is nothing more than detailed adjustments.

The question of who is on and who is not.

But in the final analysis, someone must be on the list of gods!

Now, it's normal.

It doesn't matter whether you win a bet or not.

The moment the Wutian Buddha came to an end, the ending was doomed.

All that is left is the fine-tuning of the details.

For example, respect, such as Taoism, such as tendency.

In this way, the saints can join the avenue together.

Stones from other mountains can be used for jade.

Learn from the way of the Wutian Buddha, so as to transcend the way of heaven.

Achieve the realm above the saint!

The thoughts of the Eastern Buddha were surging, but in fact it only took two or three moments.

Immediately, he clarified everything.

"The Buddha's words are heavy!" The Donglai Buddha announced the Buddha's horn and said: "It is also very beneficial to be with the Buddha!"

"I can't wait, I want to ask the Buddha for advice!"

"The Buddha didn't want to learn from the place I was waiting for!"

Speaking of this, the heart of the Eastern Buddha is full of emptiness.

He vaguely grasped the key.

Then he listened to those deformed and frantic things that emerged from the black robe of the Wutian Buddha roaring and screaming, making terrible sounds that made the golden body loose and the Taoist heart shaken.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

It was as if the beast was neighing, and it was as if all beings were crying in despair.

In the end, these voices turned into a hoarse male voice.

"Jie Jie..."

"If it's past..."

"I don't have to wait for something rare!"

This is a fact.

To put it bluntly, he in the past did not even have the possibility of existence!

Because of his body, there is no thinking, no consciousness, and no thoughts.

Only the most basic instinct.

Based on the characteristics of chaos, sleeping outside the infinite universe and time and space.

The overflowing thoughts turn into dreams, forming the matter and foundation of each universe.

The thoughts in the dream spread out one by one and became the rules in the universe.

but……

Now, after all, it is not the past.

Because his body has his own thoughts, thinking, and personality.

Although, still in infancy, although not really formed yet, just a baby.

Very naive, very weak.

But after all, things have happened.

In the chaos, there is personality and consciousness.

This personality and consciousness, an overflow of thoughts, shaped him.

Thus, he was born.

Different from the past, the outer gods created by the sleeping body overflowing thoughts outside of countless universes and time and space.

He has his own ideas.

Moreover, these thoughts and thoughts are controlled and influenced by the already conscious and speculative ontology.

In a nutshell.

The past ontology, the overflowing thoughts, are its disorderly, chaotic, and crazy thoughts.

Most of them don't have the concept of right and wrong.

There is no normal thinking and logical ability.

They are just things driven by instinct.

Just like a star, just burning silently.

They will not be interested in things.

Just act instinctively in a daze.

They may accidentally enter the orbit of a certain world, and then tear that world apart.

It may also inadvertently dissipate their accumulated crazy power, corroding an entire galaxy into a crazy galaxy.

But he is different.

Have will, have behavior, have thoughts, and even have speculation.

You can make your own choice.

Rather than passively rampage in the universe.

Whoever meets one must admit that he is unlucky.

and so……

Wutian Buddha gently raised his hand.

Everything that got out of the black robe went back the same way.

"But now..." In the black lotus platform under Wutian Buddha, one by one twisted words kept spinning.

"This gambling!" He said lightly: "I'll take it!"

The body is still developing.

Sleep soundly in sweet dreams.

but……

He always wants to wake up, he is destined to wake up.

When he wakes up, he will have a choice.

It is the current thoughts and ideas that dominate the mainstream.

Or is the disorder and chaos once dominating the ontology?

This is a big question of life and death, of prosperity and decay!

Therefore, traitors appeared.

Those traitors bet that after the body wakes up, everything will return to normal and return to the track of the past.

They won.

They will become heroes.

But today's loyal ministers will become rebellious and be thoroughly purged!

Therefore, Wutian Buddha knew that he must help the ontology.

On the day of final awakening, have the power to win!

At least not at the moment of awakening, it will be swallowed and consumed by the chaos that entangles beyond time and space.

Therefore, the body must have another force.

This force must be able to effectively hedge the blindness and foolishness from the chaos.

Open up the seven tricks, wisdom will grow by itself!

This gambling fight is necessary!

As a result, the tentacles reflected behind Wutian Buddha slowly hung down.

Spit out something from the huge, ferocious mouth that split from the wrist.

It was a black and slimy eggshell.

The eggshell fell, and the figure of the Wutian Buddha was sucked in.

This is his bet.

This gambling battle will be the day of victory.

This is when this egg hatches.

Winning or losing is not really important, it's just a form.

But it is also very important.

Because this is about the future pattern.

After all, he is a saint who has no heavens, he splits a realm, and proves that he is a saint of chaos.

Or worship a certain saint, use his disciple, and then become a saint.

Donglai Buddha looked at the eggshell that suddenly fell to the ground.

The eggshell suddenly remembered something.

Tentacles stretched out from it, and rolled up the flat peach and ginseng fruit that were placed in Tusita.

Holding these things, handed them to the void somewhere.

The Eastern Buddha understood that this was the will of the Heavenless Buddha carrying out the will of the Supreme Saint.

and so……

Does the great saint like to eat flat peaches and ginseng fruit?

He thought, but it was too late to ask.

Because, after the tentacles carried the flat peaches and ginseng fruit to a place in the void, they all retracted into the eggshell.

The dark, sticky egg slowly overflowed in a cloud of mist, enveloping it.

Then it was concealed in the fairy fog of Dousita, and there was no sound anymore.

The Eastern Buddha understood that the Wutian Buddha had entered into nirvana.

When the outcome of the gambling battle appeared, he would Nirvana.

It may be a disciple of a certain saint who came out of Nirvana.

It may also be an innate **** and demon who is destined to prove the way in this world.

"Oops!" Donglai Buddha suddenly remembered something: "But I forgot to talk to Wutian Buddha about fellow Taoist Zhenyuanzi!"

"Bitterness! Bitterness!"

He became anxious.

The cause and effect involved in this matter, say the big is not big, say the small is not small.

For an existence of his level, this kind of thing is troublesome.

Under the influence of cause and effect in the future, it may cause catastrophe!

unfortunately……

Today, the Wutian Buddha is dead.

It is impossible for him to wake up the opponent before the result of the gambling fight.

Even if he wakes up, the other party can't talk to him.

"Oh!" In desperation, the Eastern Buddha could only sigh.

Then set up auspicious clouds and drifted out into the sky.

Up to now, he can only ask the saint teacher for help to resolve this cause and effect.

………………………………

Mei Qing quietly knelt in front of the phantom of Wutian Buddha.

Suddenly, the Buddha on the lotus platform turned around.

The Buddha looked at her compassionately.

"Child!" He lightly flicked, a little aura, and bounced into Mei Qing's body. As soon as the aura entered the body, it immediately awakened an ancient echo in Mei Qing's bloodline.

That is a headless general.

With his **** as his eyes and his belly button as his mouth, he hit the gods of heaven all the way.

Xingtian!

Xing Tian of Wu Qianqi!

Xingtian of cutting the sky!

"Di Jun suffers death!"

Xing Tian's roar echoed in the heavens and the earth.

Mei Qing felt the echo of this ancient era, tears inexplicably shed from the corner of her eyes.

She finally knew the origin of her blood.

Her ancestor was the great witch.

Even if his head is cut off, he is still determined by the great Wu Xingtian.

Xing Tianwu is sorrowful, and the fierce will is always there!

Wutian Buddha looked at Mei Qing with his compassion.

"my child……"

"Follow your way!"

"Inherit the despair and pain of the Wu Clan!"

"Incarnate into an indescribable existence!"

Another flash of light came.

The dead race, the dried-up civilization, the blood that has disappeared, are all returning.

Return from destruction, recover from extinction.

Mei Qing finally knew why the Wutian Buddha would fall in love with her.

Because she is after the Wu Clan!

An extinct race.

A race that was once indomitable.

A race rejected and hated by heaven and earth!

Strips of black smoke overflowed from her beautiful face.

The roar and unyielding of the ancestors spread from the soul.

then……

The skin of Mei Qing's hands was cracked.

Two pale eyeballs grew out of the palms of his hands.

"revenge!"

"Vengeance!" These two eyeballs yelled, resentment rushing into the sky, shaking the Three Realms!

A saint cast his sight from outside the sky.

"Blessed Heaven!" Sanqing Jishou sighed.

"Amitabha!" The two Western saints closed their eyes and said nothing.

In the Nuwa Palace, there was no sound.

The hatred of the lich has nothing to do with the saint.

Empress Nuwa will not mix with it anymore.

While on the ground, Mei Qing had already knelt down and prowled her head heavily: "Follow my Dharma decree!"

From this moment onwards, Mei Qing knew her mission.

Inherit the anger of ancestors.

Endure the pain of the witch race.

Achieve the old days.

Then, she can have a choice.

It is possible to choose the blood of one's ancestors to be re-bred.

……………………

The dream of spiritual peace suddenly became dark.

All sorts of things disappeared cleanly ~www.ltnovel.com~ But in front of him, there were two plates of fruits neatly arranged.

A plate of peaches.

It was big and fragrant, and it made him salivate just looking at it.

A plate of ginseng fruit, carved with powder and jade, bright and pleasant, you will know it is very delicious when you look at it.

He couldn't help but grabbed a flat peach and gnawed at it.

"It's delicious!" He couldn't help but praise: "It's delicious!"

So, I picked up another ginseng fruit, stuffed it into my mouth, full of fragrant, and the deliciousness is beyond description!

"This dream... actually has taste feedback!"

As he ate, he muttered, "How long have I been hungry in the Imperial Capital!"

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