The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 657
Chapter 657 Give Wang Dun Face
“Junior Brother He, you can’t do it either!”
“After all these years, I thought you could have advanced to the Mahayana Emperor Realm by now. How come you’re still in such a miserable state?”
“Only at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage?”
“Tsk tsk tsk…and he’s being trampled underfoot!”
“You’re in a bit of a mess!”
Wang Dun, lying on the ground, poked his dark head out and looked at He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng said, “I am ashamed… what is Senior Brother Wang’s current cultivation level?”
Wang Dun chuckled: “I’m a tiny bit taller than you, now I’m on the eighth floor!”
He Pingsheng glanced over and realized that this guy was indeed at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage.
It’s not surprising, considering Wang Dun was a genius, and he’s probably been in this spirit realm for almost a hundred years.
He ascended to heaven a little later than He Pingsheng, so it shouldn’t be too late.
“What’s going on between you and this guy?” Wang Dun asked He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng said, “He tried to take my things, but I refused to give them to him, and that’s how the fight started!”
“Hey…” Wang Dun looked at him with a look of exasperation: “Brother, you’re really no good. When I, Wang Dun, was out there, I was the one who robbed others. When have I ever let anyone rob me?”
“Wait a minute, I’ll take care of this bastard for you!”
“Damn it, how dare he bully my junior brother! I’ll kill him today!”
Wang Dun, who was lying on the ground, tried to get up, but suddenly felt a wave of weakness wash over him.
He turned his head and glanced at the three-hundred-foot-tall Mingyue not far away. He swept his divine sense over Mingyue and was immediately terrified, trembling all over: “Holy crap… a Void Refinement Realm cultivator!”
“Damn it…”
Mingyue overheard their conversation but didn’t rush to make a move. Instead, she stared at Wang Dun with a half-smile and said, “Judging from your tone, this humble monk won’t be able to leave alive today?”
Wang Dun’s face immediately turned ashen, but he quickly forced a smile and said, “Hehehe… Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand… Look, the three of us are all human!”
“Humans don’t fight against other humans, right?”
“I, Wang Dun, am not fond of violence; what I like most is to reason with people!”
“In that case, master, would you please give me, Wang Dun, some face today and leave now, so we can turn hostility into friendship?”
“Don’t worry, as long as you give me, Wang Dun, this face today, I, Wang Dun, will definitely give you ten times the face in the future!”
“Young man, you will benefit immensely!”
“But honestly, buddy, you’re really handsome…”
“Is that so?” The handsome monk Mingyue, dressed in a red kasaya, smiled slightly, then raised his left foot and slowly stepped on Wang Dun.
The enormous foot pressed down hard on Wang Dun, leaving only his head exposed.
“ah……”
Wang Dun immediately let out a scream: “Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Dude! Why did you actually hit me?!”
“Stop, stop, stop…”
He screamed and roared, “Dude, wait a minute… You want to fight? Let’s have a fair duel…”
“I have no grudge against you, and I was just seriously injured. Isn’t it a bit unreasonable for you to bully me like this?”
“Let me go first, and we’ll make it fair between us, okay?”
Mingyue paused for two breaths, then nodded and said, “That makes sense!”
“Then let you recover from your injuries!”
He moved his left foot away.
Wang Dun breathed a sigh of relief, then took out some spiritual liquid from his storage ring and drank it all in one gulp.
Wang Dun’s external wounds healed instantly.
He Pingsheng also took this opportunity to swallow a few pills of [Ice Jade Loquat Syrup].
“Has your injury fully recovered?” Venerable Mingyue looked down at Wang Dun.
Wang Dun took a deep breath and said, “Master… my external wounds have indeed healed, but to be honest, I still have a wound that has not yet healed!”
Mingyue asked, “How long does it take to recover from a Dao injury?”
Wang Dun thought for a moment and said, “About two hundred years!”
The monk Mingyue’s face suddenly darkened, and a sharp killing intent descended from the sky.
Wang Dun quickly changed his mind: “How about… a hundred years would be fine too!”
“Fifty… that’s not impossible!”
Mingyue stopped arguing with him and instead stomped her huge left foot down on Wang Dun again.
Don’t underestimate this seemingly ordinary kick; it is a powerful Buddhist supernatural power that can imprison the void and seal time.
Those caught in it have no way to escape.
“open……”
Naturally, He Pingsheng, who was standing nearby, couldn’t stand by and watch Wang Dun be trampled down by Mingyue’s foot. He waved his hand and summoned the Primordial Purple Gold Cudgel!
The enormous staff instantly transformed into a black spear in his hand.
After absorbing the [Thousand-Change Golden Soil], this stick gained the ability to change shape at will.
He Pingsheng poured all his magical power into the black divine spear, merging himself into it.
Supernatural Power: All Annihilation Returns to Origin!
Man and gun become one!
That’s not all!
He Pingsheng’s attack was further amplified by the [Three Transformations of Heavenly Gang] divine power, doubling its strength.
It also possesses the supernatural power of “Ten Thousand Erosions and Absorbing Magic”.
This attack also left a trail of toxicity.
A black divine spear, three hundred feet long, stirred up the void!
The immense aura swept over them, causing even the Venerable Monk Mingyue, a cultivator in the Void Refinement stage, to feel shock and fear.
“So powerful!” he exclaimed, then with a wave of his hand, the red cassock he was wearing flew out and directly blocked He Pingsheng’s attack.
The result was unexpected!
Sizzle…
the exciting content!
The robe was torn open, and the black spear pierced through it, continuing to fly forward.
Moreover, its speed is unparalleled.
“Miscalculation!” Mingyue frowned, but he was not panicked. He unleashed all his magical power and concentrated it on his right arm.
His massive, bare right arm instantly turned a metallic color.
He threw a punch at He Pingsheng!
In the end… it still didn’t work!
Pfft…
He Pingsheng’s spear pierced his right arm.
They severed his forearm along with his hand.
Bright red blood rained down.
“Damn it…” The Buddhist disciple uttered a curse for the first time ever, and then his face showed an expression of shame and anger.
Before he could make a move, Wang Dun on the other side had already jumped into the void, holding a black, long-handled giant axe in both hands, and slashed down from mid-air.
“Ah…” Mingyue screamed in agony as her left arm was also severed.
He never expected that two Nascent Soul stage ants could unleash such powerful combat strength.
But the Void Refining Realm is still the Void Refining Realm.
After being attacked from both sides by He Pingsheng and Wang Dun and having his arms severed, his body instantly shrank and he retreated rapidly.
At the same time, a string of black Buddhist beads around the neck of the Bright Moon Buddha suddenly flew out and transformed into 108 golden planets that orbited around his body, preventing He Pingsheng and Wang Dun from attacking again.
With a single breath, Mingyue’s severed hands regenerated from the Buddhist teachings within her body.
“Okay…okay…okay…”
The Buddha of Bright Moon looked at He Pingsheng and Wang Dun and said, “I didn’t expect that the human race would produce two amazing talents!”
“pity!”
“Hahahaha…” Mingyue laughed loudly: “The human race has me, that’s enough… we don’t need the two of you!”
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