Chapter Forty-Eight: The Little Goal of the Heavenless Buddha
After all kinds of sacrifices were completed, Wutian thought that the day-long prayer ceremony was about to end with the sunset, and hundreds of thousands of girls dressed in various colors danced happily to the prayer square.
"Etiquette...... Support...... Cang ...... Oh my!"
Perhaps in order to avoid too many people from being mixed, he jumped for a long time after reading one word until there was no echo between heaven and earth.
As the sun sets and the moon rises, hundreds of foundation-building monks perform illumination techniques to illuminate the sky as if it were day.
When almost all the geniuses left the rooftop of the stairs to rest for tomorrow's Tianjiao battle, Wutian still watched with great interest.
These are the sacrificial scriptures, for example, the scriptures that came are much more shocking, and he even wants to wait for the day to return to Lingshan to hold a great sacrifice of 100 million people, what a great merit it is.
Just when Wutian was thinking farther and farther, Huang Lin's laughter came from behind.
"I didn't expect you to be interested in these mundane shows. ”
"How can it be ordinary to sacrifice to the heavens, what a great feat!"
"Oh?"
After Duobao Zhenren arranged a lot of soundproof enchantments without a trace, he looked at the sky with a rather weak heart, and then whispered: "Although the immortals are strong, they are just a stronger cultivators, how can they be considered meritorious?"
Wutian smiled when he saw Duobao's small movements, and said, "I'm talking about sacrificing to the sky, not sacrificing the immortals in your mouth." ”
“...... The"
Duobao didn't react for a while, and said in a daze: "Isn't the sky in their mouth an immortal?"
"Huh...... The sky is the sky, and how can it be replaced by the so-called true immortal level little guy, the true immortal claims to be the sky, let the people sacrifice to the sky, but the way of heaven is the public, the people's heart is pure, and the people who don't know the existence of the true immortal sacrifice and what they think in their hearts are actually the real heaven, even if the true immortal claims the number of days, it is just to entertain himself. ”
Thinking of the 100 million-level festival he held in the future, he sneered at a true immortal-level junior who actually claimed the number of days in vain, and was a little excited and lawless unconsciously exposed a lot of things.
Huang Lin was stupid directly, and kept recalling the sentence "real immortal-level little guy" in his mind.
After a long time, he swallowed his saliva and said, "You are a reincarnation power?"
Although the reincarnation power of the True Immortal Continent is less, it is not nothing, the higher the cultivation, the earlier the awakening time, so there is a so-called immortal path foundation building is just a saying that the reincarnation of the ancient true immortal reincarnation can retrieve his memory with the help of the prayer ceremony.
Hearing Huang Lin's exclamation, Wu Tiancai suddenly realized that his mood just now fluctuated a little too much.
However, thinking of Huang Lin's character, he also felt that there was nothing to hide, and telling the truth could also help reduce a lot of trouble, so he said directly: "Yes." ”
Seeing Wutian's direct admission, Huang Lin felt a little apprehensive for no reason.
You must know that many reincarnated powers in the True Immortal Continent are trying their best to hide their identities, the reincarnation of the great power is a great power before reincarnation, and after reincarnation, it is a mobile treasure trove that can be claimed by others, God knows how many secret methods he knew in his previous life, how many treasures he hid, how can he not make people think?
"If you are not from the Wood Spirit Sect, I will definitely arrest you back to the sect and ask you for the secrets you know. ”
Wutian smiled, glanced sideways at Huang Lin, who had already walked beside him, and said, "Fortunately, I am a member of the Wood Spirit Sect, otherwise the Wood Spirit Sect would have been removed from Donglai." ”
Huang Lin looked up at the sky, "I think there should be a program added to the Prayer Ceremony." ”
For Huang Lin's sudden change of topic, Wutian was stunned and said, "What program?"
"Let a million cows dance in the air. ”
"It's a bit difficult, isn't it?"
Wutian actually really seriously considered the feasibility.
"It's not difficult at all, as long as you blow down there, and a million cows will go to the sky. ”
“............”
"Wu Tianshi's nephew, don't worry, I won't say anything about bragging to you, if you have any requirements in the future, you can directly transmit the voice to me, if you can help, you must help, go first!"
Huang Lin's title not only changed from "Wu Tian" to "Wu Tian's nephew", but he also patted Wu Tian's shoulder kindly and cordially before leaving, which made Wu Tian cry and laugh.
Wu Tian, who had no reason, remembered a joke in Wang Nan's memory about the Jade Emperor: You were beaten by a monkey.
"Black History......
............
Huang Lin seemed to return to his residence plainly, but when he arrived at the residence, he took out a mirror in his arms and looked at it, and a sense of absurdity that his guess had been confirmed came to his heart.
Although he had already believed Wutian's words and only had some doubts, he was still shocked when he saw the two true words recorded on the Truth Mirror.
"In the early stage of foundation building, how brilliant was his previous life, and he still existed for eternity?"
Huang Lin did not have the slightest doubt about the judgment of the True Word Treasure Mirror, which was the fundamental reason why he was able to achieve the name of Duobao today with the Five Attribute Miscellaneous Spirit Roots.
If the treasure mirror is shown to be true, he will definitely succeed in refining according to the ideas in his mind, and if he does not show it, he will definitely fail.
In addition to the necessary failure experience, the almost 100% success rate made him refine the snowball bigger and bigger, and he came to this day after accumulating countless resources.
Huang Lin, whose thoughts were fluttering, made a decision after asking a few words of the Truth Treasure Mirror.
As soon as his mind moved, two treasures suddenly appeared in the room.
"Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry for you!"
"You and I are one, why be polite, I will protect the Liu family. ”
After speaking, a multi-treasure figure dissipated to reveal the body of a female hosta, which shot out in an instant, disappearing into the boundless sky.
Looking at the disappearing hosta, Huang Lin, who has always been optimistic, had some sadness on his face.
After a long time, he shook off those inexplicable emotions and said to Baojing: "My name is Wu Tianshi's nephew, he doesn't mind. ”
When the words fell, Baojing did not react.
Huang Lin, who thought that Bao Jing only reacted when it was not true or the content was seriously out of range, felt that his head hurt a little.
"How to make up for it?"
In the entanglement, he was surprised to find that the treasure mirror actually showed the word "true".
Wutian is Wu Tian and not Wu Tian, a pseudonym, Huang Lin, who has a good relationship, deliberately changed his name to Wu Tian's nephew as if he was pranked, he was not so stingy that he minded, at most he was a little embarrassed.
What the Truth Treasure Mirror hesitated was: Strictly speaking, there is no such person as Wu Tian in the meaning of Duobao, because the person in the meaning of Duobao is actually lawless.
But in the end, the Truth Mirror still gave "true", because if this person did not exist in the strict sense, no one would mind, and it could be inferred that he did not mind.
The full name negation can be launched with a special name negation, no problem!
The next day, when everyone was about to go to the fighting platform, Yao Yao found that Wutian had not arrived and informed Huang Lin.
Huang Lin's divine sense looked at it, and when he saw that Wutian was really still watching the ceremony in the Prayer Spirit Square, he couldn't cry or laugh, and said secretly: "How much does he like this celebration!