My Past Life Simulator

  Chapter 543 542【Exploded! 】

   "Plop!"

  Sangji couldn't hold on any longer, and sat down on the ground with a decadent look on his face.

  He has been thinking so hard, even at the expense of personal humiliation, to catch urine on his back. After finally tricking people into getting close, he used two consecutive killing moves. A time-suspended move, a supreme Buddhist artifact, all failed in the end.

   Faced with such a huge setback suddenly, no matter how resolute the mind is, it will not be able to persevere.

   "Slap!"

  A crisp voice sounded, and He Zhao turned to look at the source of the sound.

  I saw the current Dharma King of Bufa Temple, taking a puff of a lit cigarette in his mouth, and exhaling another puff of smoke.

   "Tired, destroy it."

  “.”

  Sangji rolled his eyes when he heard the words, it was clearly my lines!

   "Everything is given to you, if you want to kill or cut it, it's up to you."

  The Fawang smoked a cigarette, and passed the objects in his hand forward.

  My own temple encountered an invincible strange invader, and it should be destroyed.

  What can he say? What can he do?

  Can't say anything, can't do anything.

   Simply, the Lord surrendered!

   "He who understands the current affairs is a hero." He Zhao was very satisfied with the performance of the King of Dharma. As for the mood of the current chairperson, he didn't see that he sat on the ground without saying a word, and he had an attitude of love. He obviously gave up resistance completely.

   "Don't worry, I don't like to use violence to solve problems. As long as I get what I want, you two can go wherever you want."

   "." X2.

   There are only two single seedlings left in the thousand-year-old temple, and they can't help but look at each other when they hear this.

  Are you guilty or not?

  The entire plateau was crystallized, and the only survivors were probably the two of them.

   Then, tell us you don't like violence.

   Gan!

   Ignoring the relatively silent two, Ruthless Zhao opened the package, revealing a delicate mahogany box. The box is not big, about the size of two palms.

  It is engraved with dense Sanskrit and plateau secret mantras, and there are no gaps in the whole body. It seems that when it was made, it didn't even consider whether it could be opened and put in items.

   "Will I do it, or which of you two will do it?"

   "Let me come, the owner is just an ordinary person now." The current Dharma king said, even though Sanji is still a practitioner. But as the head of the temple, it is unlikely that he will take the initiative to open the box.

   After all, who doesn't want to save face?

   Now that there is no fear of death, what can threaten people?

  The King of Dharma pinched seals with both hands, and a strange wave rippled out.

   "Click!"

  When the wave touches the mahogany box, it will pop open after fifteen seconds, revealing the contents inside.

  A golden heart was beating vigorously again and again.

   "I finally got you."

  He reached out to pick up the heart of Mahayana Buddha, and an opening was immediately opened in his left chest, revealing the birth version of the heart of Mahayana Buddha inside.

   Then, the right hand was stuffed towards the left chest.

   "Chi Liu—"

  The two are almost new to each other, and the mature version of the Mahayana Buddha's heart swallows up the birth version of the Mahayana Buddha's heart in an instant.

   "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

  The sound of a huge beating heart sounded from the chest, and was clearly transmitted to the ears of the three present.

  At the beginning, the beating sound was not too loud, but the sound became louder and louder until it became a violent roar.

  Sangji and Dharma King, their hearts convulsed even more when they heard it, and they almost died suddenly.

   "Immortal and immortal."

  The one whose heart enters the body, knows its ability in an instant.

  The reason why the Mahayana Buddha can survive is all thanks to the heart.

  The heart cannot be destroyed, and the life energy born from the heart cannot be obliterated either.

  True Immortal!

  The instigator suddenly noticed that the various limbs of the Mahayana Buddha rushed out of the spiritual space uncontrollably.

  The first thing to bear the brunt is the head of the Mahayana Buddha, with a dry head emerging from his celestial cap.

  Next, the torso, left hand, right hand, left leg, and right leg are assembled to form a human body.

   "?!"

  Even though Sangji had guessed, the strange intruders might have collected some parts of Mahayana Buddha. However, I never expected that the other party would gather all of them.

  When the whole body was formed, the heart also flew out uncontrollably, sinking into the left chest of the divine body above.

  The addition of the golden heart seems to reinject a lot of vitality into the dry body.

   Immediately, the skin becomes rosy, as if rejuvenated.

   Moreover, the shriveled body, like blowing up a balloon, gradually bulged up.

  In just a few breaths, Mahayana Buddha Phoenix Nirvana, resurrected from the dead!

  A breath that belonged exclusively to the gods spread, and the two of them except He Zhao trembled.

   "You're playing with fire."

   "Whoever plays with fire must set himself on fire."

  Sangji and Dharma King fixed their eyes on the Mahayana Buddha in mid-air, and said to the instigator.

"hehe."

  Playing with fire and setting yourself on fire?

   Just kidding, don’t you even see if the Mahayana Buddha is conscious!

  Nowadays, he is just a living dead, and he can violently kill people.

  I never fight uncertain battles!

   "The last [Sly], it's done."

  That's right, he himself has five cunnings——yitong cunning, possessing cunning, substitute cunning, gluttonous cunning, and enhancing cunning.

  Including Sanji's time trick, there are six.

   And the seventh one is - Mahayana Buddha!

  Who said that God cannot be used as a trick?

  In this way, the six cunning + one **** can just reach the upper limit of the "Maha Kala Seven Turns of the Gods".

  Under the watchful eyes of two people, one standing and one sitting, he incorporated the complete Mahayana Buddha in mid-air into his body.

   "Gudong—"

  The current head of Bufa Temple couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva when he saw this.

"you you you you."

  The words in my throat can't be said all the time.

  Ignore the Supreme Buddha Artifact, Ah Yu, and the time suspension, let's not talk about it for now.

  Why can the Mahayana Buddha be pieced together, and there is nothing wrong with it.

   Unscientific!

   No, this is not occultism.

  At that moment, the two people's worldview collapsed.

   "Both, see you next time. Once you meet next time, it will be your death day."

   "???"

   No, the plateau was wiped out by you and only we two seedlings are left, and we still refuse to let it go.

  In addition, if you want to kill, kill now, so that we can live in fear for the next few days, is it good?

   "My lord, why don't we both commit suicide." Compared with Sanji, the Dharma King's brain circuit is obviously not simple. Since we can't solve the problem, and we can't solve the person who asked the question, can't we just solve the answer to the question in advance?

   "Chi Liu—"

  A strange "thread" sank into Sangji's head, and a golden ghost was pulled out from it in the next second. Although there is no fruit status, it does not mean that Li Gui disappeared with him.

   After all, cunning is immortal, unless a greedy cunning opens his mouth.

  Time was tricky, and he uttered two words without hesitation.

   "Rewind."

  The voice came to the ears of the two clearly, and the world came to a standstill in the next second, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

  Shangyang City, in the guest room of the Wang family branch of Bufa Temple.

  The time display on the wall: 【12:00:10】.

   "Huh—"

   After trying so hard to get together the Mahayana Buddha, he rarely breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Next, find a secluded place and start making fruit pieces. Suddenly, go all out to complete the task and end the game."

  After speaking, the whole person was hidden in the invisible, passing through layers of obstacles like a thought, and flew towards the well-known no-man's land in the Central Plains.

  About ten minutes, arrived smoothly.

   ""Mahakara Seven Turns of the Gods", don't let me down!"

  Of course, he was just worrying.

   Gather seven ghosts and gods together, let alone have a 70% certainty of success. For a well-known ruthless person who has a back-end Dafa, is there any difference between even a 10% chance and a 100% chance?

  Others have only one chance, if they fail, they will succeed. He can fail countless times, as long as one of the countless failures can succeed.

   "Om—"

  Visualize Mahakala in your heart, a magical power that shines from the mind into reality.

  Seven tall gods appeared around him.

The first statue, the Great Black Lord, has a mutilated body; the second statue, Anle Jialuo, has six arms and three eyes, seven stars on his feet, and a tiger skin skirt; the third statue, Sun Moon Jialuo, has four arms and two eyes. Eyes; the fourth statue, Jinbojialuo, with three faces on the head, a whole body, a dragon holding the seat, and two feet holding the lotus; the fifth statue, Zhongjian Jialuo, with three eyes and eight arms; the sixth statue, Emperor Sakyamuni Luo, the whole body is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the view is unknown; the seventh one, the treasure Jialuo, has three eyes and eight arms, and sits on a lion.

  He stood up, his body was filled with golden light, and the substitute appeared strangely.

   "Rub!"

  A beam of light fell on the hands of the Great Black Lord.

  Next, Possession, Yitong, Gluttony, Enhancement, Time, and Mahayana Buddha all fell into the hands of the remaining six gods.

   "Om Ah Hum, Mahakalaya, Hum Bah—"

  He spat out a divine mantra, and the seven gods revolved around him at an increasing speed, until they turned into a phantom and disappeared within.

   "Boom——"

  When the seven heavenly gods raise their ghosts and gods in their hands, it is about to merge the seven into one.

   A huge explosion sounded, and he watched his strange god, it exploded!

   Streams of golden air flow sprinkled towards the sky and the earth.

   "Poof!"

   A mouthful of blood was spat out, and the connection between the seven deceitful gods and him was cut off.

   In other words, all gone.

   "No, the seven deceitful gods that I have worked so hard to obtain are all finished at once? Damn! Is my face black, or is there something wrong with the "Mahakara Seven Turns of Gods Picture" given by the old seat owner?"

   With a 70% certainty, the chances of winning are obviously great.

  Why?

  Why!

  He is quite unconvinced. He has always regarded himself as the European emperor, but now he suddenly became a non-chief, which is unacceptable.

   "Rewind."

  The world pauses and reverses rapidly.

  The surrounding scenery flashed into a mosaic, all the way from the no-man's land back to the guest room of the main altar of the branch of Wang's family.

   "Rub!"

   Without further ado, continue to run towards the no man's land.

  This time, after arriving, I didn’t forget to choose to save.

  The third save point was broken and reorganized, and a brand new starlight was re-condensed.

"Come!"

  Visualize the "Maha Khara Seven Turns of the Gods", the gods such as the Great Black Lord, once again appear in the world.

   "Boom—"

   After a while, a huge roar exploded, and a mushroom cloud rose slowly.

  The second time, fail!

   "I don't believe it anymore."

   "Rewind."

  Time goes backwards, back to before starting to make the fruit position.

"continue."

   "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

  The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time, failed one after another.

  In no man's land, He Zhao sat in the deep pit where the seven ghost gods exploded, and Shuangyang stared at the clear sky, silent.

  “.”

  He couldn't figure out why there was a 70% chance of success, and a 30% chance of failure for five consecutive "lucky" rounds.

  Although the latter is 30%, the former is 70% fucking!

   "Could it be that I'm really an African chief?"

   "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

  Cao Cao waving.GIF.

   "I don't believe in this evil anymore."

   "Rewind!"

   Tenth, hundredth, thousandth

   Until, exactly ten thousand times.

  He kept repeating very hard, and kept sprinting until the number of retracements exceeded 10,000.

   Then, the whole person is decadent.

  Tired, destroy it.JPG.

"Even if it's a 1/10,000 chance of success, it should be successful once in 10,000 times, right? What's more, a full 70% success rate. It's not my problem, so it must be "The Seven Turns of Mahakala". "The problem!"

  Made, the **** old seat owner, actually gave him a fake picture.

   Otherwise, why it keeps failing.

   "Wait a minute, not necessarily."

  The old guy that day said what he said was true and sincere.

   "Try again, I want to observe carefully, what is wrong with that god."

  The first 10,000 times, accidentally got on top, just mechanically repeated, without active observation.

  The next moment, the seven gods appeared again.

  Holding Tricky God each, they turned quickly and gathered towards him.

  Then, when the seven deceitful gods are about to merge.

  The seventh god, with three eyes and eight arms, sits on the lion's treasure, Jia Luo, with his arms sinking, and withdraws from the range of the other six gods.

   "Boom—"

  One thousand and one time, fail.

   "Finally found the culprit."

   "Treasure Jialuo, Mahayana Buddha?"

   Could it be that the Mahayana Buddha is a god, so he was incompatible with the other six monsters, which led to the failure?

   "It shouldn't be."

   "Li Gui is immortal, and Mahayana Buddha is also immortal. Li Gui has various special abilities, and Mahayana Buddha also has special abilities, even up to seven.

   Wait a minute, something is wrong. Seven. I thought of it, seven! Six deceitful gods + seven, a total of thirteen abilities, if the seven-turn **** figure can play a role, it will be hell. "

  He slapped his thigh suddenly and said excitedly.

   "So it is, so it is."

   Next, think about it.

   Possession and deception, this ability is simply tasteless to him now. Enhancement tricks are also eliminated, there is a time trick, and enhancements are useless. The stand-in followed suit one after another, and they were all excluded from the plan.

  Reason, if there is a time trick, the substitute trick is really useless, and a time regression can handle everything.

   Needless to say, gluttony and ghosts, even immortal Ligui and gods can digest them. There is no need to talk about time tricks. Li Gui who can manipulate time should not be too useful or too buggy. Yi Tong Gui crazy unlimited superposition attack, must stay.

   Three, occupy three seats.

  The body of Mahayana Buddha can adapt to any attack, stay. The head of the Mahayana Buddha can be driven, absorbed, and left behind. The left arm of the Mahayana Buddha, which caused Li Gui to panic, was left behind.

  Right arm?

   No need, the perfect copy of Li Gui's ability, the head of Mahayana Buddha can also do it.

   Needless to say, the left and right legs are not very useful.

  After that, the remaining Mahayana Buddha hearts just made up seven.

  (end of this chapter)