My Past Life Simulator

   "Exploit?"

  A question mark appeared on He Zhao's forehead. He knew it was an ominous thing, but he would let others take advantage of it.

   "Junior brother, you have to know that no one can refuse, and there is no law of reason." Liu Feng looked at his expression and immediately guessed what he was thinking.

  "Some of the objects of repression are movable, and they are extremely dangerous. They keep wandering around, causing a lot of killings. Some are immobile, and can only be fixed in one place. Kill some people and animals that break in unintentionally.

  In addition, it is divided into those who act only on instinct, and those who have wisdom that is no less than human. The former don't need to pay too much attention to it, they only know that the killing thing will be sealed in the jar sooner or later.

  The latter is more tricky, they will deliberately get into the body of a person, or the body of an animal. Relying on people and animals to move, causing a large number of killings.

   As more and more people are killed, they will become stronger and stronger. After accumulating to a certain value, there will be a huge improvement in breaking through the current bottleneck just like our practitioners.

  Let me give a well-known example, the monk who disappeared in Baoguang Temple was just a fledgling monk. His suppression can only fix people and objects so that they cannot move.

  Nowadays, many people are killed, deliberately watered and promoted. His suppressor has changed from immobilization to the point where it is said that he can cut people into pieces with his eyes.

  I don’t know the details, but according to some eyewitnesses, all the guys who fought with the missing monk turned into pieces of blood dripping meat. "

   Paused, and continued.

   "So, some events that seem to be coincidences, but are actually suppressed deliberately, have led to the appearance of many unscrupulous people, and we will uniformly call them human flesh and animal puppets.

  Don't underestimate them. Although they are a group of idiots without self-knowledge, they can fully exert the law of suppression because there is no bodhisattva to enshrine.

   Not to mention being able to gradually improve one's own discipline with a large number of killings. Anyone who dares to expose in front of others is generally extremely powerful, and ferocious, killing people like hemp.

   But, it’s not entirely a bad thing. Human flesh and animal puppets die, and the suppressed objects are put into jars, or they take the opportunity to escape and choose a new target for sojourn.

  The corpses and close-fitting items left over by them, they will more or less have a surviving pattern, and they are the best materials for people in major temples to make magic tools.

  The magic weapon of our Langshan Temple, which claims to be indestructible-the Vajra Pestle, is actually made of a puppet killed by our ancestor in the early years. "

  Hearing this, he instantly thought of the bear skin on his body.

   This thing can't be, it was picked off from the so-called animal puppet!

  ‘So, I don’t see the monk’s repressor, it seems that I am the strongest in the field, and I want to live in Lao Tzu’s body. With my strength, stay away from the land of right and wrong.

  Because I have not reached the level of a mage, and there is no temple to help open the altar, it thinks that I cannot suppress it. Suddenly, I will be addicted to using its power, making me gradually reduced to a puppet. '

  Unfortunately, for some reason, GAME OVER.

   Next, follow the two top grievances of Langshan Temple to the Buddhist Exhibition Hall.

  Everything happened again like yesterday, bang bang bang bang four punches, directly smashed the invisible monk into pieces.

  The suppressant with scarlet eyes rushed into He Zhao's body again without hesitation.

   In response, he hastily observes the Buddha in the mental space of his mind.

  After thinking about it before, except for the giant Buddha that came in from the moon, it seems that there is nothing that can restrain the suppressor.

   Oh, no.

  Almost forgot the six-character Great Ming Mantra, and that thing can be severely suppressed.

  Both are in the mental space, of course he chooses to observe immediately.

   Then there was a very cruel scene. The ignorant and ignorant suppressor looked at the golden Buddha palm that covered the sky and the sun.

   "Boom—"

  At that moment, he felt the entire mental space shake.

   Immediately afterwards, a large amount of black suffocation overflowed from the fingers, met the infinite golden light behind the Buddha, and melted away like white snow.

   At this point, the suppressor belched to heaven.

   "Hey, it's too cruel."

   After the voice fell, a clear and pleasant breath filled the whole body. The exhaustion caused by four punches and five lightning fingers in a row was instantly swept away, and the body seemed to be rejuvenated with endless energy.

   "?"

  He was very surprised, no wonder before the last resetting, he was clearly sluggish and couldn't get hard even if he wanted to. The frightening state of weakness suddenly recovered for no reason.

  It turned out that it was all good deeds done by the golden Buddha. After solving the repression, there was a part of pure breath that fed back to the flesh.

   "Buddha, it seems to be a little brighter than before."

   Ruthless Zhao touched his chin and muttered to himself.

  He, is he also recovering his strength?

   So, I just incidentally?

  As for the purpose of the Buddha, whether to be on guard against him or not, temporarily forget about it.

   It's just a game, the big deal is death.

   Besides, having a bright and vast Buddha statue in your mind is better than some hideous and terrifying evil gods.

  Furthermore, people didn't just ask for it blindly, but instead kept helping him become stronger.

   At the very least, it’s the honeymoon period.

"Snapped!"

  He slapped his palms and it was done.

  Pick up the suppressed objects, you don’t need to do it yourself, the Golden Buddha can easily suppress it.

  By the way, strengthen a wave of yourself, don't take advantage of the bastard.

  So, he set his sights on the Buddhist monk who pretended to be dead in the Buddhist Exhibition Hall.

   "When I am blind?"

  In the entire exhibition hall, there are all stumps and broken bodies, except for the "corpse" of Monk Bukill, who is full of beards and tails.

   Don't say that you know that the other party is the internal agent of Baoguang Temple, even if you don't know the cause and effect, you will not be deceived.

   "Boom"

  The ten-meter-tall giant smashed into the front of the exhibition hall and forced its way in.

  Two fists glowing with thunder, smashed hard at the monk who was lying dead and pretending to be dead.

  A burst of emerald green light flickered, and finally collapsed in the fourth punch.

  Black suffocation gushes out, condensing a human-shaped black shadow.

  It didn't say a word, imitating its predecessors who didn't see the monk's suppressant, and went directly into the giant's body.

   After no later, he was crushed by an unknown Buddha, his mouth went down, and he was shot into the ground immediately.

  The black air overflowed and melted under the golden light.

  The pleasant freshness added to the body, and the fatigue from using the Five Thunder Fingers again before was swept away immediately.

   "A little bit, although it's a little bit, but if I can't stand it, I can go back infinitely!"

  That's right, He Zhao made up his mind to brush the copies of the two great monks of Baoguang Temple first. Try to get a breath of breath and upgrade to your own limit.

   "Rewind."

  The world suddenly paused, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

  The exploding non-killing monk re-condensed from a puddle of minced flesh into an intact human figure. The same is true of the invisible monk, reborn from death.

  Buildings, streets, etc., restored in time backwards.

   Dazzled, he once again stood at the security door.

   "Junior brother, this is our first meeting."

  The next thing was exactly the same as the last time. Brother Langshanmiao, who had been fooled, teamed up with a famous ruthless person and happily went to the Buddhist Exhibition Hall.

   "Boom—" "Boom—"

   "Thunderbolt~" "Pala~"

  During the flickering of the lightning, the monk's repressed objects were not seen to penetrate into the flesh, and in the next second a breath of fresh air added to the body, and the fatigue stopped. The body is also slightly enhanced, although not too much, but at least there is.

   "Boom—" "Boom—"

   "Thunderbolt~" "Pala~"

  During the wanton dance of the Thunder Snake, the Busha Monk suppressed objects penetrated into the body, and the second breath of fresh air added to the body, and the body was strengthened.

   "call"

Comfortable.

   "Rewind."

   The world pauses, rewinds around.

  Why not save a new file?

   Just kidding, who knows if he can be promoted to the point where he can really play too well.

  If you can't fight, wouldn't you lose your wife and lose your army?

   It’s a good time to get in touch with the brothers of Langshan Temple for the first time. You can attack when you advance and defend when you retreat. Whether or not to interfere with the Buddhism Exhibition Hall depends entirely on his own will.

  Once the file is saved at the time when the monk is not seen, the next thing is completely out of his hands. In case you can't beat Fuzhen, or can't break the Phantom Seal, Xiao Ming can only let others decide.

   "It doesn't matter if you are a little bit bitter or tired."

  Raising his hand and tapping his forehead, a sentence of scriptures suddenly sounded in his mind.

   "As well as Shi Tihuan Yin, etc., all the countless heavenly people are there."

   "At that time, the Buddha told the elder Shariputra"

   "Shariputra, why is that land called Utmost Bliss? All living beings in this land have no sufferings, but enjoy all kinds of happiness, so it is called Utmost Bliss."

  Mental fatigue disappeared immediately.

  The whole person becomes calm and full of energy and physical strength.

"Comfortable."

  Every sentence is so I smell it, and the spiritual massage makes him close his eyes and relax from the inside out.

   "Boom—"

   "Thunderbolt~"

   Refresh the body and strengthen it a little.

   "Boom—"

   "Thunderbolt~"

  Clear Qi and then strengthen the body, and then strengthen it a little bit.

   "Rewind."

   Pause, rewind.

   "Chanting scriptures."

   "So I smell."

  The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time

  The tenth time, the twentieth time, the thirtieth time.

  The hundredth time, the thousandth time, the third thousandth time.

  Up to 10,000 times.

  If there is no chanting of scriptures to relieve mental boredom, he is afraid that he will be able to kill himself alive, and he would take a rest every once in a while to recover from the exhausted state of mind and body.

  Relying on the power of the scriptures, I insisted on repeating it 10,000 times.

   I have to say, it's a wolf.

  Normal people, even if they play games to brush copies, who can watch the computer and replay 10,000 times in a row!

   "Junior brother, this is our first meeting."

   "vomit—"

  Even though the scriptures relieved him, when he faced the little junior who had listened to it more than 10,000 times, he couldn't hold back, and just vomited up the little thing he ate at night.

   Liu Feng stood where he was, with a dull expression on his face.

   Manduo looked at the vomit in his senior brother's hands, and couldn't help but vomited too.

   "vomit—"

  Then, Big Brother Langshanmiao looked at the vomit of the two people on his palm, and also couldn't hold back, vomited.

   "vomit—"

  Three people, meeting for the first time, all vomited.

  If there is no refile, this scene will be unforgettable forever, even more memorable than the night when TM got married and entered the bridal chamber.

   "Boom—"

   "Thunderbolt~"

  The body is refreshed, and there is no feeling of fart.

   "?"

  He Zhao didn't believe in evil, forced his way into the Buddhist exhibition hall, and punched the monk without killing him.

  Clean up the body, but still feel nothing.

  “.”

   It's over, the dungeons of the two great monks in Baoguang Temple can no longer make him stronger.

"Ugh!"

   It was hard to catch a wave of opportunities to pluck wool, but in the end it was only 10,000 times, and you guys can't do it.

   Gan.

  Do not kill the monk: "."

  No monk: "."

  Is it all the fault of their seniors?

   "Rewind."

   Pause, rewind.

  The anti-theft door, he is back again.

"small"

"Shut up!"

   "???"

  Liu Feng and Manduo looked confused.

  Junior Junior Brother's temper seems a little irritable.

   "There are three old immortals in Langshan Temple, namely Zhide, Zhijue, and Fuzhen. Your master is called Guan Jing, not a monk, but a nun. Right?"

   The two of them were taken aback for a moment, then nodded hurriedly after regaining their senses.

   "Ah yes yes yes yes."

   "Brother, can you confirm that I am not a spy from other temples with the above information?"

   "Yes, absolutely."

   The names of the three old immortals, as well as the true gender of Guan Jing, are unknown to other temples. The people who can know this news are definitely people from Langshan Temple.

   "Brother, I don't know if the suppressed objects are divided into grades?"

  His purpose is very simple, to find out the levels of the oppressors of the two great monks of Baoguang Temple, and find a higher level of oppressors than the two of them. After that, it is of course a crazy brush.

  I'm most interested in getting stronger.

   "The classification is not very clear, but there is a vague definition."

   "Tell me in detail."

"First of all, in terms of behavior patterns, it is divided into movable and immovable. The former can walk around at will, while the latter is fixed at a location. Then, it is divided into growable and non-growable. Literally, some can become stronger and stronger, and some can grow stronger. is always the current strength.

  Finally, there are the four laws of attack, defense, assistance, and special. Killing, protection, and gain and debuff states, which do not belong to the first three, are all special laws.

  The strongest is naturally movable and growable, plus any one of the four laws, or the repression of the aggregation of multiple laws. The weakest is non-movable + non-growth, plus any one of the four laws.

  In addition, don't underestimate the other two laws except offense and defense, the auxiliary law points increase or decrease. The powerful gain law can even revive the dead, flesh and bones. The powerful debuff law can invalidate the law of some suppressors.

   As for the final special law, there may be many useful laws, such as attack, defense, and auxiliary trinity. The waste wood is simpler, it can neither kill, nor protect, nor can it apply any buff or debuff status.

   But, I think the special rules of waste wood are not necessarily waste. It's possible, it's just that the law that can cooperate with it has not been found, or it has not been used correctly. "

  Understood, the spring in Langshan Temple felt thirsty and spewed out, right?

   Before drinking water, what garbage rules.

  After drinking water, great special rules.

  ‘There are no monks in Baoguang Temple, and his objects of suppression are immovable and have a growing law of killing. The non-killing monk is an auxiliary law that cannot be moved, and whether it can grow or not is unknown. '

  Just as he was thinking, Liu Feng patted him on the shoulder.

   "Junior brother, there is no hierarchy for suppressing things. It all depends on how well a person can be cultivated. Do you say a guru is powerful, or a mage?

  In terms of strength, even if the mage's repression is the top, but facing a master of garbage repression, he is still in the ranks of being unable to fight back.

  So, at its root, it is people who are powerful. "

   Hearing the words, he nodded, and awakened the dreamer with a word, there is no need to entangle the suppressor.

   "Understood, next time I will find a master to kill."

  Brother Langshan Temple: "."

  Did I mean that?