When the beam of wishing power was integrated into his body, Xu Que already knew the identity of the young man who claimed to be the young man who would not change his name and change his surname to Bomb the Sky Gang Xu Que. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Strictly speaking, the other party is not lying, and it is not an impostor.

The young man who was killed by his own hands was indeed Xu Que.

A Xu Que that exists between the illusory and the real, composed of the will power of all beings.

The existence of the other party is dependent on him.

If he dies, the other person dies with him.

But kill the other party, then everything that the other party has will belong to him.

To put it simply, the Bombing Heaven Gang Xu Que, who does not change his name and surname, is a copy of Xu Que himself, a copy condensed by the wishes of all living beings.

A replica of a real individual who lives in the imagination of countless people and relies on the powerful wishes of all beings.

This happens all the time.

For example, in many worlds, there will be religions, beliefs.

When there are enough believers in a certain god and immortal Buddha, and when there are enough wishes of sentient beings, then this deity or Buddha can condense a body of wishing power through the willpower of sentient beings.

The strength of this body depends on the believer's faith and the amount of willingness.

I wish that the body of power and the Buddha-figure can be regarded as the same person.

Generally speaking, many gods and immortals have more than one body of wishing power.

Of course, there is a difference between their willing power and the young man who has just been killed.

Those who wish to know that their existence depends on the belief of sentient beings in the Buddha-figures.

As a Buddha-figure, you can consciously control the power of your wishes and condense your body.

These Willpower Bodies are not too powerful, but remain in the idol as a doppelganger.

Listen to the prayers of believers, selectively descend to the god level, and fulfill the outrageous wishes of some believers.

And the young man who was slain, he didn't know that he was born from the power of will, that he came from nothingness, and that he relied on the Buddha-figure to exist.

He has all the memories and abilities of Xu Que.

The mind, the consciousness, and even the soul are almost identical.

So much so that in his heart, he is the Buddha-figure.

This is especially rare in the heavens and realms.

As for Xu Que himself, after figuring out that what he had just killed by himself was an existence that was generated by relying on the wishes of sentient beings for himself, he was completely confused.

Willpower?

Heaven can see mercy, if hatred and hatred are a kind of willingness, then he may have a lot.

But the power of willingness, which comes from faith, is strong enough to materialize the power of this kind of being, which is almost essentially different from him.

He didn't know where this desire came from.

"Could it be that handsome people can always unintentionally gain the faith of others?"

Holding his chin, Xu Que attributed the origin of this wish to his handsomeness.

"Is there any heavenly reason, obviously I am a person who eats by strength, why do you always only see my handsomeness in your eyes.

Does my handsome appearance really hide my invincible strength? ”

With melancholy in his eyes, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, Xu Que's face was tinged with sadness.

The sincere tone, the unpretentious gesture, as if what he said was what he really thought in his heart.

Everyone: "......" We have never seen such a brazen person in our lives.

Hong Yi: "......" Perhaps, only such a shameless person can become Taoist friends with me on the road of pretending to be coerced.

I'm not alone!

It's just that, while being speechless, many people also wondered, how did such a kid who had never even reached the fairy realm condense so powerful, almost enough to have a fake and true wish power?

Moreover, it seems that this kid doesn't know anything about the condensation of this willing body.

Even the origin of this wishing power is clueless to many parties.

Thinking of this, everyone, including Xu Que, turned their attention to Hong Yi.

Since Hong Yi was able to see through the identity of the Wishing Force Body at a glance before, did the other party know the origin of this Wishing Power Body?

What kind of power can make such a kid who hasn't even stepped into the immortal level have such a huge will?

In a modern world, in a city in China, in a residential area.

In a study, a big man clasped his left foot with one hand and controlled the mouse with the other, and clicked upload on the interface that opened on the computer.

And looking at the interface he opened, it is the starting point of the world's largest website in the online literature industry, Chinese.com.

"Well, another chapter of water, I almost couldn't help but orgasm after watching this wave of forced pretenses.

In this way, my Bomb Gang should be able to gain a bunch of true love fans who love to pretend to be forced again, right? ”

Looking at the successfully uploaded chapters, Dahan controlled the mouse with one hand to close the page, and pinched his chin with the other hand to talk to himself.

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"So, what you mean is that because of the interactivity of time and space, my deeds appeared in the mind of a parallel trade in the form of a separate case.

It was then written as a novel.

Because the image of pretending to be forced is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and is regarded as a classic by many people, so there is this concrete will? ”

In the Holy Realm, after listening to Hong Yi's explanation, Xu Que was dumbfounded.

Is he living in the world of novels written by others?

How is this possible?

"If you think too much, you don't live in someone else's fictional world, just because your world and his world have intersected at some point.

Let him know of your existence.

Disturbed by the law of cause and effect, a mortal who is unable to reach the level of contact with another world ends up being left in his mind in a novel-inspired way. ”

"But, according to what you say, wouldn't many people be in my situation?

Then why haven't I heard of others encountering this kind of willingness? ”

Xu Que subconsciously retorted, still unwilling to accept the fact that he was written in the novel by a mortal who was a scumbag.

"Because others don't pretend to be forced!"

Hong Yi revealed the truth in one sentence.

Pretending, these two words that are often used to express dissatisfaction with someone's behavior for showing themselves, are actually longing for in everyone's heart.

People aspire to be powerful, but there are countless powerful people in the heavens and all worlds.

Mortals crave wealth, but there are countless people who have wealth in the heavens and all worlds.

People are eager to be able to play with life, to be able to do what others can't, and to become the protagonist of an era.

But the heavens and all the worlds can endure what they can't do in life, and there are countless people who have become the protagonists of an era.

However, people are eager to pretend.

But in the heavens and all the worlds, pretending to be forced has become a daily routine, turning pretending to be a part of life, and truly pretending to be forced like the wind is always with me, and even at the cost of life to pretend to be forced.

Except for Hong Yi, there is only this one in front of him.

And Hong Yi, since the moment he became involved with Mu Feng, he has been out of the control of fate and the law of cause and effect.

Therefore, in the matter of pretending to be forced, unconsciously, the pretending maniac in front of him has become a symbol of the subconscious.

Gradually, in the desire of sentient beings to be able to pretend to be in front of others, the person in front of them slowly became a concrete object.

With the passage of time, the wish power of all beings condensed into another concrete him without Xu Que's knowledge.

One, who is embodied by the desire of sentient beings to pretend to be coerced.

In the same way, because the wish power of this sentient being comes from the mortal yearning for pretending to be forced rather than the belief in Xu Que, the embodied body of the wish power is not controlled by Xu Que, and even the two are not aware of each other's existence.

And because he is the representative of the pretense, the embodied body of the will power has a certain relationship with him.

In the end, after he killed this manifested wish power, all the sentient beings' wish power about pretending to be forced gathered into him.

Under the huge willpower, he was directly pushed to a point much higher than before.

And later, he will also justifiably become synonymous with pretending.

After figuring out this, not only Xu Que himself, but even the group of people around him who ate melons were speechless.

Pretending to be forced can also condense such a huge amount of sentient beings' willingness.

Especially now, this young man has become a concrete representative of pretending.

In the future, the willingness of sentient beings to pretend to be forced will almost all be integrated.

It can be said that as long as you don't kill yourself, this thing can open up its own way by pretending to be forced.

A way to condense sentient beings and pretend to be persecutive.

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After settling the matter here, Xu Que followed Hong Yi and left.

As a person who also takes pretending to be forced as his life goal, I think there should be a lot of topics to communicate between the two.

And after the two left, at the entrance of the Ten Thousand Realms Passage, as more and more people poured in, everyone gradually forgot about the previous duel between the two pretending to be crazy.

At the entrance of the passage of ten thousand worlds, the people who had the opportunity to hear the Tao walked out of the passage one after another.

The beings and spirits discussed with each other in groups of three and five, exchanging some information that could be revealed to each other, in the hope of being able to understand more about this unfamiliar environment.

There was harmony in the scene, even Long Aotian, who claimed to want to kill the master here and share the benefits with Wang Lu, although he was not social, he stayed aside and closed his eyes to recuperate, and did not make any trouble.

And just when the atmosphere was harmonious, at the entrance of the passage, an arrogant voice suddenly came.

"You guys, who can take my punch?"

Arrogant!

It's arrogant!

This was the first reaction of the crowd when they heard this.

After all, there were already hundreds of people who were there to hear about it.

Among these hundreds of people are scientific seekers from the world of science and technology.

There are ordinary people from the modern world.

There are martial arts masters from the world of martial arts.

There are cultivators who have come out of the world of Xianxia.

There are also mixed-level powerhouses from the big world.

Among so many people, no one knows how powerful a presence is hidden.

Even a saint would not dare to say such a provocative remark as if anyone could take my punch.

Because a mixed-level powerhouse can ignore mortals in the modern plane, can look down on the masters in the martial arts world, can crush the truth-seekers on the scientific side, and can even destroy the cultivators and immortals from the ordinary Xianxia world with a wave of his hand.

But no one knows if there are other hybrid powerhouses here.

No one knows if there is a strong person above the mixed element here.

And now, in this harmonious atmosphere.

Someone actually threatened in front of all of them that anyone on the scene could take his punch.

What arrogance this is, what arrogance this is, how much ignorance is this.

In an instant, whether it is a high-flying hybrid powerhouse, or a mortal from the modern society of the ordinary world.

All of them unanimously cast their angry eyes on a certain entrance of the Ten Thousand Realms Passage!

There, the madman who spoke wildly was watching the crowd after the question.

In his eyes, there was a hint of expectation!