"Young Master …"
Zhu Wuxia's heart was filled with grief. She cried like a cuckoo weeping blood. After a moment of dizziness, she rolled her eyes and fainted.
You Lin and the others looked at each other with strange expressions. Young Master seemed to have gone too far this time. Zhu Shaoqing fainted because of heartache. What should they do?
Ding Ning, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, was also speechless. He didn't know whether he had deceived the hidden enemy or not, but he had deceived Zhu Wuxia first.
However, when he thought that Zhu Wuxia cared about him so much, he felt happy. It seemed that he had finally defeated Ning Ding and won the beauty's heart.
He scanned her with his soul sense and found that she had just fainted because she was too sad and anxious. Nothing serious would happen to her. Only then did he feel relieved and decided to continue the show.
He transmitted his voice to You Lin, who was in a daze, grumpily, "What are you doing? Continue the show."
"Young Master … you can't die, sob sob sob …"
You Lin immediately reacted and rushed to Ding Ning's "corpse", wailing and wailing.
His exaggerated acting skills made Ding Ning want to roll his eyes. "F * ck, this guy's acting skills are too fake. He should at least squeeze out a few drops of tears. Only a ghost will believe him if he keeps shouting like a donkey." Ding Ning thought.
"He actually perished together with his opponent? What should we do about this trial? "
"Yes, the trial target died just like that. We didn't kill him. What should we do about this trial task?"
"Does it count if we add a knife to the corpse?"
"What do you think? Idiot. "
"It's so depressing. I thought this guy was so powerful, but he turned out to be so fragile."
"F * ck, it's easy for you to say that. The more powerful the secret method is, the higher the price the user has to pay. If you try it, you'll probably be drained before you can use that move."
"Okay, stop arguing. Let's discuss what to do. The trial target is dead, but we didn't kill him. What should we do about this trial?"
…
The Divine Sons of the three Sacred Halls were all dumbfounded and instantly fell into chaos. They all wanted to take advantage of the situation and take advantage of the situation, but they didn't expect that the target of the trial would die right away. This made their hands go numb.
"F * ck, so the Trial Mission is all about the final blow. Then I can't 'die' yet. I have to give them hope."
Someone, who was eavesdropping on their discussion with his spiritual awareness, muttered to himself.
He opened his eyes "strenuously" and coughed violently. Blood gushed out like it was free.
"Young Master! You're not dead. That's great, that's really great. "
You Lin was a little dumbfounded. Didn't they agree to play dead? How did he come back to life? But he knew that since the young master had come back to life, there must be a reason, so he cooperated and shouted in "surprise".
Ding Ning secretly rolled his eyes. "F * ck, why did you shout so loudly? You made my eardrums hurt. The people from the three Divine Halls are not incompetent. These guys have sharp ears."
"Quick … quick, take out the pill in my arms and let me take it. I might still be saved."
Ding Ning was speechless. Was it easy to be the bait? They even used the temptation of pills. Fortunately, he was a powerful idol. Otherwise, it would be hard for him to act.
"Young Master, hang in there. I'll get the pill for you right away."
You Lin was getting more and more into the role. His flustered movements, anxious expression, and worried eyes made Ding Ning secretly give him a thumbs up.
Not dead? Pills? Could he still be saved?
These words drifted into the ears of the Divine Sons. Their eyes lit up instantly, and they could no longer keep calm. Then …
No one could care less.
After greeting them, they rushed toward the Green Cloud Club like a swarm of bees. What a joke. They thought the trial had failed. They didn't expect the trial target to give them such a big surprise. It was the final blow. Whoever got it first would get it.
Even God One and Leiyi could no longer keep calm. They didn't have time to consider whether there was something fishy about this. If they killed Ding Ning, they could obtain the qualification to enter the inner palace that they dreamed of. Under such temptation, as the first-ranked Divine Sons, they took the lead and started attacking the Divine Sons who were charging at the front.
At this juncture, it was related to their own interests. No one would pay attention to modesty and courtesy, and no one would care about how high one's ranking was. Everyone displayed their own magical powers, and in an instant, a chaotic battle broke out, and the curtains of a tragic battle were drawn.
Thunder boomed, Battle Qi surged, and the vital energy of heaven and earth went berserk. The Divine Slaves fell from the sky one after another like rain.
Ding Ning was dumbfounded. He felt so pained that the corners of his eyes twitched. These Divine Slaves were his subordinates, but they died just like that.
Fortunately, the Divine Sons all abided by some kind of rule, or rather, tacit understanding. They could kill the Divine Slaves, but they would show mercy to the Divine Sons. At most, they would severely injure the Divine Slaves and disqualify them from the competition.
There were more than 20 Divine Sons, and each of them had over 100 Demigod-Level Divine Slaves. This was a terrifying and powerful lineup that was enough to wipe out any force in the secular world.
However, almost half of such a powerful and terrifying lineup had fallen within a short period of time because they killed each other.
Ding Ning's mood suddenly became heavy as he watched the cruel and bloody massacre. The Divine Slaves were filled with resentment and resentment as they died on the spot.
This was the most realistic and cruel side of the cultivation world. They ignored the rules and regarded human lives as worthless. Even the Demigod-Level Divine Slaves who stood at the peak of martial arts in the secular world were no different from pigs and dogs in their eyes. They were merely ants that could be killed at any time.
The strong were respected, and the weak were prey to the strong. This was the basic law and core principle of this world. No matter how hypocritical the civilization was, it still couldn't change the cruel nature of this law.
This realization suddenly made Ding Ning feel dispirited. You could say that he was soft-hearted, compassionate, hypocritical, or righteous, but he just didn't want to see these living forces of the human world die in internal conflicts.
His monstrous aura rose steadily as if there was no end to it. His vigorous Qi and blood were boiling crazily. Ding Ning's gray hair turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood stains all over his body turned into blood mist and dissipated under the evaporation of his Spiritual Power.
A brilliant bell suddenly rang in the world, accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit. A golden light that was as bright as the sun lit up the entire sky, illuminating the dark night as if it was daytime.
Countless people walked out of their homes or looked at the strange changes in the world through their windows. They looked confused and shocked, not knowing what kind of celestial phenomenon this was.
The divine sons who were fighting fiercely suddenly stopped and looked at the strange phenomenon in the world in shock. The vast power of the golden light that was like the sea made them tremble from the depths of their souls.
Ding Ning had a compassionate expression on his face. He sat cross-legged and floated up without any wind. He floated up and floated high in the sky. His body emitted endless golden light, and countless golden shadows of Buddha worshiped around him, echoing with the vast golden light in the sky. It was as if he was an immortal descending to the world, or a Buddha being reborn.
With a compassionate heart, Ding Ning created the seventh move — Buddha's Light Illumination — after the first six moves of the Merciful and Compassionate Palm, Repent and Be Saved, Buddha's No Regrets, Angry Eyes of Vajra, Arhat Conquers Demons, and Ten Thousand Buddhas Greeting.
The shadow of a dilapidated ancient temple was faintly discernible in the golden light in the sky. Accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit, it was as if an ancient Buddha had appeared in the world. Countless shadows of Buddhas worshiped it from afar. The golden light became brighter and brighter.
It became brighter and brighter, making people unable to look directly at it. They involuntarily felt the urge to worship it, becoming the only protagonist in the world.
Ding Ning had no thoughts. His mind was immersed in the gate of will. He discovered that the ancient temple that had disappeared long ago had actually reappeared in the abandoned starry sky.
Green smoke curled up from the broken incense burner. A broken bell mallet floated in the air, forcefully striking the dilapidated bronze bell. Old Donkey, who had already transformed into a human, sat cross-legged on a rotten praying mat.
However, at this moment, Old Donkey … uh, no, he should be called Emperor Roc. He was solemn and dignified, wearing a linen kasaya. He was like the most devout Buddha. He sat quietly with his eyes closed, constantly striking the wooden fish that was missing a corner. The sound of the strikes cleansed the human soul, making people involuntarily have the urge to break away from the mortal world and become an ancient Buddha.
Ding Ning's will shadow stood with his hands behind his back. His expression was emotionless as he quietly stared at the blurry and strange statue that was worshiped in the temple.
However, compared to the previous statue that was like a wooden sculpture, the statue now emitted a dazzling golden light. The Buddha's might was vast, as if an ancient Buddha was slowly awakening.
"What is a demon?"
A dignified voice that sounded like a great bell exploded in Ding Ning's mind, causing a trace of struggle to appear on his calm face.
After thinking for a moment, Ding Ning answered clearly, "There are no demons in the world. Greed, anger, obsession, hatred, love, separation, and unattainable. Humans have seven emotions and six desires. After experiencing the mortal world, demons are born from the heart."
"What is Buddha?"
The vast and dignified voice once again exploded like thunder.
Ding Ning frowned. After thinking for a moment, he answered word by word, "The cycle of life and death."
The dignified voice was silent for a long time before asking again, "What is Buddha?"
Ding Ning's gaze was fearless. He quietly stared at the statue that emitted supreme dignity. Suddenly, he grinned. "The Buddha in my heart is completely different from the Buddha you think of. You have your Dao, and I have my path. You will not obtain the answer you want from me."
The divine light around the strange statue trembled imperceptibly. It did not deny or admit. After a moment of silence, it asked again, "What is Dao?"
"Those with different Daos cannot make plans together," Ding Ning answered firmly.
However, his eyes shone with sharpness, like an unsheathed peerless heavenly blade, firmly locking onto the statue. "Demon Emperor, if your original body was here, I would naturally retreat. However, you are only a strand of demonic thought now. Come out and die." Ding Ning replied in a powerful voice.
The statue trembled, and dense black light spread out. The statue's body twisted and changed, slowly turning into a middle-aged man wearing a crown. His eyes were filled with shock as he stared at Ding Ning. "How did you know it was me?"
"Of course, it was my maternal great-grandfather who told me."
Ding Ning pointed at Emperor Peng, who had been knocking on the wooden fish with his eyes closed like an enlightened monk.
The Demon Emperor's expression changed. He looked at Emperor Peng in disbelief and cried out involuntarily, "That's impossible."
"Of course it's impossible. He has already been controlled by you using the Vessel of Faith and has become your most devout believer. Naturally, he would not tell me your identity."
A trace of sorrow flashed across Ding Ning's eyes. Even though Old Donkey had once wanted to possess him, he was still his maternal great-grandfather. Furthermore, Emperor Hades had once told him that Old Donkey's greed towards him was due to the Demon Emperor's demonic thoughts. At the end of the day, he could not be blamed at all.
If he had to blame someone, he could only blame the Demon Emperor for being too sinister and vicious. He had used Ding Ning's urgent desire to find his ancestral land to trick him into cultivating the evil Three Spirits Transformation Art. He had subtly influenced Ding Ning's temperament and thoughts, gradually giving birth to demonic thoughts. In the end, he could only become a puppet controlled by the Demon Emperor.
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