I!The Many Treasures Tathagata

Chapter 50
Patriarch Minghe wanted to contact the deity and let the deity come to Lingshan, but found that even the spiritual sense was completely blocked here.

He also thought about committing suicide countless times and returned to the sea of ​​blood.

That deity will be able to get the news, and then return to Lingshan again.

But although he was very angry, he had to admit that Chen Duobao's strength was much, much stronger than he imagined.

Once he commits suicide, the fire red lotus of the twelfth grade industry will fall into the hands of Duobao.

Even if the deity came, with Duobao's strength now exposed.

He also doesn't have much confidence that he can regain the twelfth-rank industry fire red lotus.

Now in the hands of Duobao, Duobao can obviously kill his clone directly, killing people and seizing treasures.

But did not do so.

Obviously, it is impossible to just want to beat him out of bad taste, it should be to make him submit and reach some cooperation.

Although Patriarch Styx was a little arrogant, he was definitely not an idiot to become one of the top bosses in the prehistoric world. He quickly guessed what Chen Duobao was thinking.

In order to keep the fire red lotus of the twelfth grade industry, the ancestor Minghe could only put away all his pride and silently wait for Chen Duobao's conditions.

Looking at Patriarch Styx who lowered his haughty head and stopped angrily scolding, Chen Duobao waved his hand to stop the five Ming Kings from attacking.

Patriarch Minghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he had never been beaten so violently before.

And I don't know why, every punch of Duobao is extremely painful, not only the pain of the body, but also the pain of the soul.

If Chen Duobao didn't stop fighting and continued to fight, his current avatar would definitely be broken up alive.

Patriarch Styx's lowered face was expressionless.

He remembered this hatred in his heart.

But he was worried that Chen Duobao might see it, so even though he gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, he didn't show it.

Hateful and arrogant junior, do you think that this seat will succumb?
This seat is just a momentary carelessness, and sent a clone to come.

Patriarch Styx has already made up his mind, no matter what condition Chen Duobao asks later, he will agree.

But as long as he left here, he successfully brought the twelfth-grade fire red lotus back to the blood sea.

He will never pay any attention to these conditions.

Not only that, but in the future he will specifically confront this Lingshan, so Duobao can't even think about preaching with peace of mind.

Chen Duobao shook his head indifferently. Although he couldn't perceive Styx's mental activities, he could roughly guess it.

He knew that Patriarch Minghe was not a good person, and he would never give in because of his beating.

However, it is not just about beating an eagle to train a dog.

A big stick in one hand and a jujube in the other is the kingly way.

"Do you know why I am so strong?"

"According to the realm, you are the sub-sage, and I am just the peak of Da Luo Jinxian."

"Even if you came here just as a clone, you should still be stronger than me."

Chen Duobao said lightly.

Old Ancestor Minghe frowned when he heard this, he thought Chen Duobao would ask directly.

But he was really curious about why Chen Duobao was so powerful.

He clearly felt that it was only the peak of Daluo Jinxian.

He saw Chen Duobao's strong golden body, and he also guessed that he was walking on Pangu's road of proving the Tao with strength.

Pangu's Tao is very strong, but he is not even a quasi-sage, nor should it be so strong.

However, whether it was the Tathagata palm before or the Buddha Kingdom in the palm, the power exerted was beyond imagination, not even weaker than his sub-sage deity, and far surpassed the boundaries of Daluo Jinxian.

"Actually, I just need to say a little bit, and you will understand what's going on."

"Above the Daluo Jinxian is the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. As for the quasi-sage and sub-sage realms, it's just nonsense."

After Chen Duobao finished speaking, he didn't continue talking, and looked at Patriarch Minghe quietly.

Patriarch Minghe's expression froze for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he had already guessed something.

His breathing became a little short, with anger, fear and despair.

But he just had a guess. To know the truth of the whole thing, he still needs a detailed explanation from Chen Duobao.

Seeing the provocative Chen Duobao and the Patriarch Styx who was anxiously waiting for the following, he had to lower his head and speak.

"Fellow Daoist, please clarify."

Only now did he regard Chen Duobao as a peer, with a hoarse voice, his throat was injured in the beating before, and it has not recovered yet.

Chen Duobao smiled lightly when he heard the words, this is the beginning of cooking the eagle.

"Actually, there are countless ways to prove the Tao in this world."

"Everyone's way of proving the Tao will be different according to their birth, heel, personality, and practice."

"Only by finding the most suitable method for proving the Tao can you get twice the result with half the effort."

"There are countless ways to prove the Tao..."

Patriarch Styx was a little lost, and muttered to himself.

"Isn't that..."

Patriarch Minghe raised his head and looked towards the sky, but because of concerns, he didn't finish his sentence.

"That's right, as you imagined, you were all fooled."

"The so-called three methods of proving the Tao, proving the Tao with strength is the Tao of Pangu, and beheading three corpses to prove the Tao is the Tao of Hongjun."

"Their unique way, if you try to practice it forcefully, how can you succeed."

"Only the last way to prove the Tao through merit, everyone can go, as long as the merit is enough, you can become a saint."

"But the merits and virtues are all distributed by the Dao of Heaven. Whoever does what has great merit has long been determined by the Dao of Heaven or Hongjun."

"No matter how hard you try, as long as Hongjun doesn't want you to be sanctified, you won't be able to gain enough merit to prove the Tao."

Chen Duobao knew what he wanted to say, and said everything in his heart.

"If you have anything to say, don't worry, this is the great world opened up in my body. Even Hongjun can't hear our conversation."

"You... you lied, how could such a person as Daozu deceive us."

Patriarch Minghe shook his head and said, his face was pale, and his eyes were red as he stared at Chen Duobao.

Although he said so, the unconfident tone, the seemingly tough but empty eyes all showed his inner unrest.

Obviously, in his heart, he also acquiesced to Chen Duobao's statement.

Because these years, he really felt that the road ahead had been broken.

The distance between him and the saint is just a short distance, as if there is only a river, and both sides of the river can look at each other.

But there is no bridge on the river, and no boats to cross the river.

In the past, he always thought that he would be able to reach the other shore if he needed to turn the primordial purple energy into a bridge, or use enough merit to cast it into a bridge.

He also sometimes thought about whether the way he was walking was wrong, but he didn't think deeply about the authority of the Taoist ancestor.

Now Chen Duobao's words shattered all his fantasies.

He knew that what Chen Duobao said was probably true, but he didn't want to believe it.

It's like a gambler who has lost all his gambling money and has nowhere to go. He only wants to use alcohol to numb himself, and he is unwilling to face the bleak reality.

"Hehe, don't be so depressed and desperate."

"Although it is late, there is still a chance to make amends."

"Styx, do you want to know what your way is?"

The corners of Chen Duobao's mouth curled up slightly, watching Patriarch Styx's emotions fluctuate constantly because of his words.

Patriarch Minghe's eyes flashed with excitement when he heard the words.

Some thoughts of revenge against Chen Duobao in my heart had long since been lost.

He is also an old cunt and a person from the old society. His face and dignity are usually worth a little money, but before proving the Tao and becoming a saint, it is nothing!
So what if you get beaten up?
As long as he could prove the Tao, he would be happy to be beaten ten times more.

It's a good meal, don't lose face.

(End of this chapter)