"He deserves a slap in the face, he deserves a slap in the face. How could someone plan our destiny for us, who are beyond the other shore and immortal? How could we be a character written by someone else or a person on the screen? Mr. Chen is possessed by a demon. He has entered the Dao with technology but has not cultivated his heart. His mind is not as strong as that of entering the Dao with martial arts. He will eventually have psychological problems..."
Baliming laughed, glanced at Yi Xiaochuan, and advised: "Be careful in the future, don't let others sell you out and then count the money for you. Transcend the other shore and stay away from Chen x..."
"Thank you, Brother Ba, for reminding me..."
Otoshi Ogawa cupped his hands, and the real information of the big man in front of him appeared before his eyes one by one.
It was as if an eye of reality had been solidified.
According to his estimation, it should be the ability produced by the quantum spirit Laplace after its transformation.
In the first timeline, a big man suddenly opened his eyes and let out a huge laugh. The laughter vibrated from his throat and vocal cords, and it actually caused a small breeze to blow in this prison of more than 20 square meters, and the walls were buzzing.
Then, an indecipherable figure appeared before his eyes, as if it was a mosaic, and it was obvious at first glance that it was extremely unusual.
The big iron chain wrapped around Baliming's body was suddenly thrown up, like two big iron spears, hitting the throat and head of Mosaic fiercely!
At the same time, Balimin's body suddenly jumped up from the bed, and with just a move, he was like a mountain rushing towards Mosaic with a suffocating gale!
The attack was so fast and violent, like a landslide or tsunami, with thousands of troops rushing forward at the same time.
Using a large iron chain as a spear and striking with the body is exactly the "big spear" and "close body leaning" techniques in Bajiquan.
Just this moment!
The body of the mosaic was stimulated by the strong hostility, and it seemed to expand several times! The original 1.8-meter body seemed to have become 1.9 meters, close to 2 meters, because every part of his body was filled with blood and qi, bursting out with unprecedented explosive power!
A world of extremely low martial arts.
In the second timeline, Otoshi Ogawa saw the Tower of Immortality, which was a huge star field, much larger than the Milky Way. These stars formed a star field that contained mysterious power.
The cause and effect expanded a thousand times, and in his true eyes, he once again sensed the ancestor of martial arts.
This time, it seemed that all kinds of restraints were broken through in the depths of the void, and a great existence was sensed. In the depths of the chaotic prison, it seemed that an altar was seen. Around the altar, five monuments appeared. The monuments were all connected by iron chains. Each of the monuments was an innate chaos magic weapon.
The five monuments represent earth, water, fire, wind and space, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, energy, spirit, bones and soul, essence, marrow, breath and soul, yin and yang of heaven, earth and man, as well as time, space, energy and life.
This is the immortal monument in the legend.
In the center of the immortal monument, a man was bound by iron chains. That man was tall and upright, with a beard as long as an arrow, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He wore a gray suit, and his powerful body seemed to be pushing the suit to burst at any time.
He is the ancestor of martial arts, Baliming.
He is countless times stronger than in the first timeline, just like the difference between an ant and a dragon.
His whole body was blocked by the iron chains on the monument, and the body of the ancestor of martial arts, Baliming, was pierced through densely. An ordinary person would definitely not survive if he was treated like this, but he was completely unaware of it. His momentum was like the sea, like the sky, like a prison, and an endless divine power pulled the immortal monument, trying to break the entire monument.
The five monuments were all creaking as they were being pulled, and they seemed to be about to break free at any moment.
The earth is shaking.
The altar was almost torn to pieces by his divine power.
"Is this the true form of the ancestor of martial arts, Baliming, before he transcended?"
"Um?"
Suddenly, Baliming seemed to feel that Yi Xiaochuan was sensing him. His eyebrows raised, and a projection of martial arts was transmitted to Yi Xiaochuan's heart.
All timelines shattered.
Because he just watched and didn't get involved, Baliming didn't say much.
"Let's go find a quiet place to talk about business..."
The Taoist Priest Yin and Yang pulled Martial Ancestor Ba Liming and was about to leave.
Yi Xiaochuan finally found someone he could communicate with, so how could he let them go? He would just follow them no matter where they went.
The dimension in front of the three people twisted and disappeared.
Yi Xiaochuan looked around. There were mountains on all sides. The majestic and steep peaks were covered with snow. The cold wind blew from the sky, making his clothes rustle.
The white clouds hang low, as if you can touch them with your hand.
A handsome young man with a bald head happened to pass by on a cloud.
"Here, Hongmeng Purple Qi! You absorb it first, as usual... Hey, why don't you leave?"
The Taoist of Karma has a very bad impression of Yi Xiaochuan, or rather, has a very bad impression of Chen Ang, and he doesn't know what exactly happened between them.
Having met Chen Ang once, he had no desire to know any information about Chen Ang.
That guy is really crazy.
There is an author above us
hehe!!!
Yi Xiaochuan shuddered for no reason, shook his head, and didn't dare to think about it.
At this time, Baliming had already grabbed the Hongmeng purple energy with his big hand and captured it in his palm.
"At the beginning of the universe, at the beginning of Tai Chi..."
There was a brilliant light flickering on Baliming's fingers, and strands of Hongmeng Qi shot out, then suddenly turned into the image of Hongmeng Heavenly Dao.
In that primordial energy, countless universes were born and destroyed. In an instant, billions of universes were born and destroyed. People with high cultivation could even see signs of living beings in those billions of universes.
From the birth of the universe to its final destruction, in the eyes of the powerful and detached beings on the other side, it is actually just a matter of a moment.
Everything will belong to Hongmeng.
This scene really shocked the young-looking monk.
Great fortune, great luck, great luck...
Moreover, looking at those three people, their magic power and foundation were average, because he couldn't see through them at all.
Immediately, greed arose!
"My fellow Taoists, I don't know which mountain you are practicing in. I am Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of the Buddha. This item is something lost in my Buddhist sect. Please return it..."
Seeing that the few people were indifferent, he chanted the six-syllable mantra "Mani Padme Hum!"
"Noisy!"
Baliming spat out two words and punched the monk right on the abdomen. There was no fluctuation of magic power, but Jin Chanzi had nowhere to hide.
The fundamental nature of matter is unchanging!
In an instant, all changes in time, space, and material states were like a dream bubble, not moving at all. Baliming punched the demon tree, crossing the long river of time, penetrating all parallel universes, and hitting the material base that made up the Golden Cicada.
Otoshi Ogawa frowned. The real feeling was disappearing, disappeared under Baliming's punch.
With one punch, he changed the time, space, matter, cause and effect, and destiny of a world. Everything collapsed under his punch and then reassembled.
If you raise your sight to the current level of the two people.
You can see that this punch has penetrated countless times and reached the moment when Jin Chanzi's life was born.
He was the first golden cicada in the world, a creature with acquired peak bloodline. Baliming punched the golden cicada as it was about to spread its wings, turning it into a ball of flesh and blood.
The Buddha accepted Jin Chanzi as his disciple and shaved his head for him. Countless Arhats and Bodhisattvas chanted sutras for him. However, the power of Baliming's fist came upstream from the long river of time and hit him right in the heart. In front of the Buddha, on top of Lingshan Mountain, he was instantly broken into two pieces.
Jin Chanzi was reincarnated as a pilgrim who went to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures. When he was still an embryo, he was shattered into a ball of meat paste in the womb...
The third pilgrim was caught by Monk Sha and was about to be eaten when this punch hit his body, causing blood and flesh to splatter and turn into particles.
When Guanyin met Tang Sanzang, she gave him a brocade bat-shaped cassock and a nine-ring staff, but she was suddenly so humiliated that her face turned red!
When Tang Seng was named Sandalwood Merit Buddha by the Buddha on Mount Lingshan, the Buddha was in front, Sun Wukong was beside him, the three realms were paying attention, and thousands of Buddhas were chanting sutras. It was a sacred and solemn atmosphere. At this time, Tang Seng, who had become a Buddha, was suddenly exploded into two pieces!
Parallel worlds... Past and future...
All the Golden Chanzi, including his reincarnation, had a fist mark piercing through their lower abdomen.
The mighty law of cause and effect surges towards Jin Chanzi's current body one after another, trying to completely erase his existence. The timeline begins to push forward from the time when Jin Chanzi was just born between heaven and earth. All the Jin Chanzi disappear one after another along the vein of time, from the past to the present. They no longer exist.
In this parallel world, there is no Jin Chanzi, only a bald warrior named Ba!
He came all the way from ancient times, and he didn't punch the immortals or kick the Buddhas, he just lived for countless years.
But all traces of Jin Chanzi disappeared.
Other than that, nothing has changed...
A bloody dragon head fell on Suzaku Avenue, its eyes wide open and a look of unwillingness on its face.
The Dragon King of Jing River was beheaded by Wei Zheng on the Dragon Scraping Platform because of an incident involving rainfall. This marked the beginning of the Journey to the West. His head fell into the mortal world and his dragon blood spilled almost half of the street. However, there was no fishy smell of blood, but instead a strange fragrance was emitted.
Dragon's blood has become equivalent to a panacea.
What's more, it was the blood of a real dragon, which had infinite power. If a mortal bathed in dragon blood, it would have the effect of cleansing bones and marrow, but of course there was also a high possibility of sudden death.
Otogawa looked at Baliming. He replaced the protagonist in the journey to the West and became the one who was to be robbed.
“Haha, I’ve become bald and stronger. I blew up the cause and effect of an immortal world with one punch and replaced it. The Hongmeng Purple Qi is indeed extraordinary, but... Taoist of Cause and Effect, why did you connect my cause and effect to this world?” Baliming touched his head and looked at his fist, feeling very happy.
"Karma! I am a Taoist priest of karma, so I must understand the power of karma and destiny. If you absorb the Hongmeng Purple Qi, then I will exchange it for your success in the journey to the West to obtain the scriptures!"
"So troublesome?" Baliming slightly shook his head, but did not refuse. He just complained and said, "Okay!"
Suddenly, the Taoist of Karma's expression became extremely strange, then astonished, then surprised, and finally horrified.
"Oh my god!"
Pointing at Yi Xiaochuan, his hands and feet trembled, his mouth trembled: "You... you jinx, you are Chen Ang's traitor... What on earth did you do?"
"ha???"
A look of confusion.
The three of them looked up at the sacred mountain. Thousands of rays of light were blooming, and among countless immortals and Buddhas, there was a huge Buddha with a peaceful smile on his face. He was about the same height as Mount Sumeru.
In front of the giant Buddha, a golden giant monkey that was ten thousand feet tall appeared extremely thin and short. It wore a phoenix-wing purple gold crown on its head, a golden chain mail on its body, lotus silk cloud-walking shoes on its feet, and held a sky-supporting golden hoop in its two hands. It stood stubbornly in front of the giant Buddha, pointing the stick towards the sky and swinging it towards the face of the giant Buddha.
Its feet had trampled deep cracks in the earth. Facing the perfect, wise and peaceful light behind the Buddha's head, its crutch stood straight, as if it had the power to collapse the sky on its shoulders but it refused to kneel down.
"Wukong, are you still unwilling to understand?" Guanyin Bodhisattva asked reluctantly.
"Get it now, Monkey!" Nezha also advised.
"What's wrong with being a Fighting and Victorious Buddha?" Erlang Shen sighed, seeming to be melancholy and regretful. He was asking Wukong, but also seemed to be asking himself.
Looking at the gods and Buddhas in the sky with either disdain, solemnity or lowered gazes, Wukong just laughed towards the sky. Suddenly, three figures appeared in his mind. One was a naughty stone monkey, playing in the Flower-Fruit Mountain. He leaped deep into the water and found a water curtain cave. He was admired by all the monkeys. What a handsome Monkey King.
One is a fierce ape in armor, who drank the immortal peach wine, stole Laojun's golden elixir, wore a golden chain mail, a phoenix-wing purple gold crown on his head, and ordered the monsters to break through Lingxiao and claim to be the equal of heaven.
The last one sat upright on a lotus platform, with countless golden hairs dancing in the wind. He had a tall stature, a handsome face, but a hint of compassion in his eyes. He was wise and had great magical powers… He had a solemn appearance, draped in a dark golden cassock, and was truly a divine and holy Buddha with great compassion and wisdom.
"If you are willing... why am I here?" Wukong asked disappointedly.
"If you can let go of this reluctance and realize yourself, I will be the Fighting and Victorious Buddha... But, if I wish to become a Buddha, how can I reincarnate thousands of times and still not let you achieve perfection?"
The Fighting Buddha in its heart said, "Put it down!"
Chen Ang's shadow in the air slowly dissipated, leaving only a faint sigh...
Wukong lowered his head and roared, but the pressure from the Buddha in front of him was getting heavier and heavier, like thousands or even tens of thousands of Mount Sumeru. The powerful skills that he relied on in the past seemed to be non-existent at this moment. His indestructible body made of steel and iron was just as heavy as paper. His straight legs bent little by little, and his upright spine made a sound as if it could not bear the weight.
Wukong bared his teeth and roared, but his voice was already hoarse.
The Tathagata Buddha on the other side sighed, "Fool!"
He raised his right palm and slowly pressed down towards Wukong. With a bang, the sacred mountain under Wukong's feet collapsed. His legs felt like they were stuck in the rocks and trembled slightly. His arms were no longer as steady as Mount Tai, but were also trembling along with his legs. The huge pressure like the force of the sky made Wukong's eyes burst, and a line of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Master..."
"Break the stubborn stone... No Wukong! I... No... Wukong!"
"I told you! I... don't... understand!"
"Apocalypse... I need a golden cudgel that is unrivaled in the world!"
“What about the key data of an experiment?”
"See if that golden cudgel can smash Sakyamuni's head?"
…
Dr. Chen slowly emerged in front of Otokogawa, Baliming, and the Taoist Priest Yin and Yang.
The muscles on the Taoist's face twitched.
"Look, we meet again. It's an experiment. It seems that this cause and effect cannot be avoided!"