The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 1447

Chapter 1446 Thirty-Two Great Men

He Pingsheng was completely confused, yet felt a chill run through his body!

This kind of scheming is truly chilling.

So, in order to kill the Holy Maiden Wen Buwan, they killed me instead?

He Pingsheng was preoccupied with the idea of creating a scapegoat puppet, and felt that it was time to put it on the agenda.

He looked at Mingyuan and his eyes flickered slightly. He asked, “Bodhisattva Mingyuan, may I ask if you know how to refine weapons?”

“Hehe…” Mingyuan chuckled and said, “The Ten Thousand Willow Ghost-Binding Wood in your hand cannot be used to forge a substitute puppet!”

“What?” He Pingsheng was slightly surprised.

Mingyuan said, “That thing has long been refined into a magic weapon, you just don’t know it!”

“Take it out!”

He Pingsheng took out the Ten Thousand Willow Ghost-Binding Wood and presented it to Mingyuan, saying, “This must be what you were referring to, Senior!”

“Hmm!” Mingyuan waved his hand, and the tree stump landed in his hand.

The old monk’s magical power surged into the tree stump, instantly transforming it into a tree hundreds of feet in size.

From a distance, it appears as green as jade.

“This…” He Pingsheng was shocked.

He held this thing for a long time, unaware that it was actually a celestial artifact.

Back then, no restrictions appeared on it, so it was probably not an ordinary Xuanmen magic artifact; it was likely a blood-refined treasure.

“Whoever gave you this must have ill intentions!” the old monk sneered. “This item can absorb the light of immortals, and it can also trap the soul!”

“If…” At this point, the withered old monk frowned and did not continue. He simply shook his head slightly.

Mingyue picked up where Mingyuan left off, saying, “Benefactor He, my senior brother wants to ask, if the Buddhist saintess Wen Buwan were to perish before you, how would you treat her celestial light, that is, her soul?”

Without hesitation, He Pingsheng replied, “Naturally, we should take her soul into this tree stump and nurture it!”

“You’re so wrong!” Mingyue shook her head. “If that were the case, the Holy Maiden would really be killed!”

Upon hearing this, He Pingsheng felt a chill run through his body.

Could it be that when that Six-Language Master gave me the tree stump, he had already planned everything?

He knew Wen Buwan would die, and he also knew I would definitely save him. He would then use this tree stump to absorb her soul…

Such a deep scheme.

“Benefactor He…” Mingyue continued, “Ordinary Wanliu Ghost-Binding Wood, when nurtured with the light of immortals, is naturally correct!”

“But the treasure in your hand is something that someone else has refined. On the surface it is a piece of wood, but in reality it is a blood-refined treasure. If it absorbs the Holy Maiden’s soul, it will be refined in no time!”

“He Pingsheng!” Without further ado, the old monk put the tree stump away and said, “If I’m not mistaken, my Buddhist Holy Maiden should have given you the seventeenth piece of the Great Dao of Space Order, right?”

He Pingsheng nodded: “Yes!”

“Alright!” Old He Pingsheng continued, “One thing for another. This Ten Thousand Willow Ghost-Binding Wood, please keep it with me for now!”

“Taking it will do you no good whatsoever!”

He Pingsheng was naturally unwilling, but the thought that this thing was refined by someone else and that there was a risk of revealing his own secrets came to mind.

Furthermore, the value of the seventeenth spatial order far surpasses that of the Ten Thousand Willow Ghost-Binding Wood. Therefore, after much thought, He Pingsheng could only agree to the old monk’s method. However, he still objected, saying, “At least with this, I can hone my Dao techniques and divine sense!”

“No rush!” The withered old monk waved his hand. “You can hone your Great Dao techniques when you reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!”

“At this moment, in this immortal realm, there is probably no one who wants you to live more than our Buddhist sect!”

“Hehehe…”

“But He Pingsheng… if you rashly enter the Eternal Heaven, I fear you may go, but you may not return!”

He Pingsheng was immediately shocked and asked, “Please enlighten me, Bodhisattva!”

Bodhisattva Mingyuan said, “With your intelligence, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to guess!”

“If exposed, it could lead to my death!”

“Of course, those people weren’t trying to kill you!”

“Killing you is just a pretext; what they want is to indirectly kill Wen Buwan, the holy maiden of Buddhism, by killing you!”

“Secondly, I know that your trip to the Nine Woods Immortal Realm was to find your wife, Qiao Huizhu, isn’t that right?”

He Pingsheng nodded solemnly: “Yes!”

The other party is a powerful expert at the Dao Yuan realm. It’s impossible that they haven’t investigated He Pingsheng over the years. Once they arrive at the Li Mu Star Cluster, they will naturally find out who He Pingsheng is and what his purpose is in traversing the starry sky.

Since others have already investigated, there’s nothing to hide.

He Pingsheng guessed that at this moment, he was probably already invisible in front of this old monk.

“Back then, our Buddhist bodhisattvas were plotted against and perished!” The old monk looked at He Pingsheng with a sorrowful expression and said in a low voice, “After their fall, that celestial golden light was also cut into two pieces, each destined for reincarnation!”

“Wen Buwan is just one of them!”

“If I’m not mistaken, your wife, Qiao Huizhu, should be another one, only she reincarnated tens of thousands of years earlier than Wen Buwan!”

“Amitabha Buddha… Excellent, excellent…”

“How laughable is our Buddhist sect! Until the Empress of Creation perished, we received not a single piece of news, otherwise we wouldn’t be in such a passive position!”

At this point, the old monk Mingyuan suddenly felt a pang of self-reproach.

However, he only paused for a moment before continuing to say to He Pingsheng, “He Pingsheng, if this humble monk knows that you came from the Great Horn Immortal Realm, those people couldn’t possibly not know!”

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“There is a carefully laid-out thread in the dark, meant to lure you into the Nine Wood Immortal Realm. If you go there, hehehe… I’m afraid that wouldn’t be wise, would it?”

“But in this immortal realm, no matter where you go, you have to show your ascension token, and you can’t fake that!”

“Nine Wood Immortal Realm, you’ll be unwilling to go even if you do!”

“Benefactor He, do you have a way to break this deadlock?”

The gray-robed old monk looked at He Pingsheng with a smile.

He Pingsheng shook his head: “No!”

This “sky-climbing” sign is really deadly!

Once you enter a new place, others will check you. If you can get away with it, that’s fine, but if you can’t, then you’re in big trouble.

“This humble monk bestows upon you a supernatural power!” Bodhisattva Mingyuan waved his hand, and a book appeared in his withered hand.

That’s right, it wasn’t a jade slip, but a thick book.

“This is for you…” He placed the thick book in He Pingsheng’s hands.

He Pingsheng glanced down at the book; it contained a name: Thirty-Two Great Men.

? ? ? ?

What is this thing?

“The Buddha has thirty-two marks!” Mingyuan said solemnly. “This supernatural power is one of the highest scriptures of our Buddhist sect. Under normal circumstances, one must reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm before one can cultivate this supreme supernatural power!”

“However, this old monk sees that your innate talent is extraordinary, and I believe you should be able to comprehend it now!”

“After comprehending this, one can conceal their identity, and even Dao Lords at the peak of the Dao Yuan realm will not be able to see through them!”

“Amitabha……”

“As for the rest…”

The old monk then took out thirty-two Ascension Tokens and said, “These Ascension Tokens are what I prepared for you. Once you have cultivated the Buddha’s form, you can integrate your own aura into them, thus allowing you to travel through the Immortal Realm without any obstacles!”

He Pingsheng was overjoyed.

After all, the Ascension Token needs to be replaced every time a breakthrough in cultivation is reassessed.

Since others can make changes, the old monk can naturally do the same.

Brilliant!

From now on, I can have multiple identities!

“Amitabha…” The old monk chanted the Buddha’s name again towards He Pingsheng, and said, “Benefactor He, this old monk advises you to cultivate this Buddha image before entering the Eternal Heaven!”

“Farewell!”

After saying this, the old monk grabbed Mingyue, casually waved his hand to part the void, and left.

He Pingsheng did not leave; he opened a book and began to study it.

…

Meanwhile, Mingyuan had already returned to the Floating Immortal Realm with Mingyue.

A powerful expert at the Dao Yuan realm can tear through the void and travel to any location with a wave of their hand; it is truly terrifying.

“Senior brother, I have a question!” Mingyue looked at Mingyuan with a puzzled expression.

Mingyuan smiled and said, “Tell me about it!”

Mingyue said, “Since Senior Brother knows that the Holy Maiden’s life and death are in He Pingsheng’s hands, why not just capture him and imprison him in the Buddhist sect? Wouldn’t that be better?”

“Hehehe…” Mingyuan shook his head with a chuckle and said, “Then let me ask you, if the Primordial Saint Emperors of the Xuanmen were willing to take action, they could easily kill Wen Buwan. Why do they all choose to stand by and watch instead of making a move?”

Mingyue asked, “Are they afraid of getting tainted by karma?”

“It’s not that simple!” Mingyuan shook his head: “I just told He Pingsheng that everything was a scheme, but that may not be the case!”

“It’s a bit of a stretch to say that they schemed about the life-or-death line. A Primordial Saint can see through the past and future with a single thought. Perhaps they just foresaw Wen Buwan’s fate and were simply adding fuel to the fire!”

“Furthermore, the life-and-death lines on Wen Buwan and He Pingsheng are condensed from the power of creation, making this matter even more difficult to predict!”

“But no matter what, since the outcome is already decided, what’s the point of capturing He Pingsheng?”

“That’s one thing, and there’s another!”

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