Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 655 "Creation"

The only solution now is to allow the innate spirit and soul to slowly assimilate into the time house.

They are all He Songling's own souls, there is no rejection reaction. But at this time...

He Songling roughly estimated that it was at least seventy years.

"彳庍口巴."

Although he knew that becoming an immortal and challenging higher-level gods, or becoming an immortal more powerful than other immortals, was not so easy, He Songling was still a little disappointed.

It seems that I still can’t become an immortal this time.

There was no other way. Whether it was Huang Daxian who told him this or He Songling himself, they all understood one thing: if you ask for too much, you can't get it easily. If he just wanted to become an immortal in a normal way, he would have achieved it when his Qi body broke through the fifth level and shattered the vacuum to see the indestructible God.

But since he had chosen this path to become an immortal that could "create the world", it was reasonable to pay a higher price and cost. Even though his time house could not freely adjust the time changes until now, and the time inside was still one-to-one with the outside, he did not hesitate.

"It seems a bit inappropriate to call a place where time cannot be adjusted the Time House... Never mind, it has never been adjusted before, but we have been calling it this anyway."

He Songling never took naming seriously. Just look at the weird names he gave to those light Kung Fu and sword techniques and you will know that he just did it casually.

"Build something first..."

In the inner scene, everything is up to one's heart. As the old saying goes, even the half-baked sorcerer who later asked Ma Xianhong to create a strange man in Biyou Village could create the scene of his imagination at will. For these serious and powerful sorcerers, it was even easier.

However, the more powerful the sorcerer, the more he can resist temptation, and the more he can find the truth he wants from the chaos in his inner world. This has been a consensus reached by the sorcerer for thousands of years.

The pinnacle of this path is the Zhuge family's Wuhou School. Zhuge Liang's "Samadhi True Fire" can stabilize the soul and never get lost in the inner world.

However, Zhuge Liang was not able to become an immortal after all because of the fate of the Han Dynasty. At He Songling's current stage, what he pursues is to "turn the false into the true." The paper-cut moon and the beauty under the moon in the Laoshan magic are illusions, but He Songling can turn them into reality in his inner scene.

This is the power of "Creation", which is unimaginable for both the "Wolong" and the prime minister of the Han Dynasty. Now He Songling has finally leaped from "surpassing the old Zhang Zhiwei" to "surpassing Zhuge Liang", and has no rivals in the group of "extraordinary people".

Even if it was a deity with similar Taoism and status, it would be hard to say whether he could defeat him.

He Songling doesn’t have the ability to turn stone into gold yet, but at least in this “time house”, in his own world, what he creates is real.

"Hutong!"

With a wave of his hand, a mountain appeared and fell from mid-air, crushing Wu Gensheng to death underground, making him cosplay like Sun Wukong.

"Fuck!"

Wu Gensheng was suddenly crushed, and was scared half to death. Then he felt the weight on his body was heavy, but apart from being unable to move, he was not hurt at all, so he started to curse: "He, what the hell are you doing? I'm here to help you!"

"What a help! If you hadn't come in, I might have become an immortal long ago. Why would I have spent decades of effort?" He Songling was talking nonsense now. He was not even venting his anger on me. He was just slandering me: "Besides, have you helped at all? I would have to withdraw my power in advance to protect you!" "Oh, that seems to be the case!" Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yuan began to reflect on himself: "Master, do you think we have ruined Senior Brother He's immortal cause? It's over. It's all my fault. If I hadn't been impulsive and wanted to go forward to save Senior Brother He, you wouldn't have saved me..."

"Go to hell with him, stop listening to his farts, it stinks." Zuo Ruotong found that He Songling's method was really useful, so he followed his example and slapped Zhuge Yuan on the back of his head:
"Do you have any credibility in what this kid surnamed He says? If you can even believe this, then you should quit Trinity School and don't bring shame to Trinity School by making stupid mistakes in the future, and let others think that all the disciples I, Zuo Ruotong, teach are of this level. He Songling alone is enough to ruin my reputation in the education industry, and you want to do it again?"

"Lao Zuo, you have to go against me, right?"

He Songling's exasperated voice came from the horizon, and then a force came over him, and Zuo Ruotong immediately felt that the Qi in his body began to disintegrate. It was not a disintegration in terms of mass, but an uncontrolled decomposition and reorganization.

Not long after, a one-meter-tall Doraemon appeared in front of Zhuge Yuan.

"Master?" Zhuge Yuan called tentatively.

Zuo Rutong didn't take it seriously. After he had cultivated to this level, especially after witnessing with his own eyes that his disciple could indeed become an immortal, he had experienced three ups and downs and had become as calm and composed as Hou Tu.

He said nonchalantly, "You see, I told him the truth and this guy got anxious. The person who wronged you knows how wronged you are better than you do."

"Ah..." Zhuge Yuan suddenly felt something was wrong. He Songling even dared to tease Zuo Rutong, then he...

"Hehehe, Junior Brother, don't be afraid, I'll show you something fun."

Then Zhuge Yuan saw tall buildings rising from the ground, straight and wide roads stretching out. The world unfolded before him in a way that he could not understand at all, with flying things in the sky and running on the ground.

"This, what is this?"

Zhuge Yuan certainly didn’t know what this was. Even Zuo Rutong and Wu Gensheng couldn’t possibly know. This was something only He Songling understood, the world of the 1920s of the 21st century.

"It's been a long time since we last met." He Songling sighed with nostalgia, and suddenly appeared beside Zhuge Yuan, scaring Zhuge Yuan so much that he almost jumped up.

It’s not that Zhuge Yuan is timid, it’s just that the way He Songling appeared was too unbelievable.

It was not super speed, nor even teleportation. It was as if He Songling was created by the Creator in this place and "grew" out of the void out of thin air.

"Brother, is this the method used by gods?"

"It's hard to say. Ordinary gods don't have this ability." He Songling was quite confident about this. Be it Zhang Daoling, Zhang Boduan or Zhang Sanfeng, none of them could have seen the city of the 21st century. People cannot imagine things they have not seen.

"Come on, I'll show you something fun."

He chuckled, pulled out an internet cafe and a few computers with his hands, and walked in with Zhuge Yuan.

Zhuge Yuan looked at the flashing screens, as if he saw the door to a new world opening to him.

(End of this chapter)