Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 233 Space
There are birds singing and flowers blooming here, and there is no fighting. It is like a paradise.

Zhou Ping glanced around.

There was Emperor Jing and a dozen guards around him.

There are people from the Taoist Tian Sect and the Taoist Di Sect.

There are Buddhists and also martial arts practitioners.

After Zhou Ping entered this level, Zhuque and dozens of people from the Demon Sect also came here.

From the current perspective, the people of the Demon Cult are the strongest and have the largest number of people!
"Zhou Ping, thank you so much." Xiao Baiyun's face was pale. In the previous level, he was almost killed by Suzaku. If it weren't for the Buddhist sacred object such as the Holy Bodhi Beads, he would have died long ago.

Zhou Ping bowed and said, "Don't forget the three agreements between us. Also, please return the things to me."

Xiao Baiyun hesitated for a moment, then took off the Holy Bodhi Buddhist beads from his neck.

Without the protection of the Buddhist beads, Xiao Baiyun's face turned even paler.

"No! This is a sacred Buddhist object!"

Just when Zhou Ping was about to receive the Holy Bodhi Buddha beads, Pu Ren appeared and snatched the Holy Bodhi Buddha beads into his hands.

Zhou Ping frowned slightly.

Pu Ren held the Buddhist beads and clasped his hands together: "Donor Zhou, the Buddhist beads are sacred objects of our Buddhism. They should be returned to Buddhism. After this, I will explain to Master that our Buddhism owes you a favor."

"Fuck you, this Buddhist sect is disgusting. If it weren't for Zhou Ping, you would have all died in the previous level. Now you have taken other people's things and don't want to return them!" Zhiqiu Yiye was outspoken and with his status, he was naturally not afraid of Pu Ren.

"Yeah, this bald donkey is too disgusting. Zhou Ping saved all of us in the previous level. And if it weren't for the Buddhist beads Zhou Ping gave him, this Buddhist disciple Bai Yun would have died too."

"Yes, yes, there is nothing good about monks."

"That's right, brothers. We have traveled all over the country for many years. Don't you know what these monks are like? They appear to be righteous and moral, but in fact they are full of thieves and whores."

Several Jianghu practitioners also spoke up.

The people from Tianzong and Jingdi didn't say anything, they just watched quietly from the side.

Emperor Jing, in particular, looked at Zhou Ping with interest. He wanted to see how Zhou Ping would handle it.

At this time, Zhou Ping snorted coldly, did not say anything, but walked through this level with his hands behind his back.

Zhiqiu Yiye followed him and said, "Zhou Ping, you take action against that bald donkey, and I will help you to restrain the others."

Pu Ren heard what Zhiqiu Yiye said, and then said loudly: "Dear donors, I have just accidentally entered the third level of Buddhist cultivation. With this sacred object of Buddhism, my strength is comparable to the first level."

Pu Ren originally had the fourth level of Buddhist cultivation, but because of Zhou Ping's complete version of the Platform Sutra, he had gained some insights and entered the third level.

With the addition of the sacred Buddhist objects, Pu Ren is confident that he can take on everyone present.

Everyone was silent.

One product!
At this time, Emperor Jing laughed loudly and said to Pu Ren, "Master Pu Ren, congratulations."

Pu Ren returned the greeting to Emperor Jing, knowing that an alliance must be formed at this time. Moreover, Pu Du Ci Hang had a good relationship with Emperor Jing.

"What a Buddhist, what a bald donkey." Zhuque clapped his hands, "You showed me your shame today."

After Zhuque finished speaking, dozens of people around him surrounded the Buddhists.

"I will hold this monk back first, and you kill the other monks first, and then we will surround this monk Pu Ren." Zhuque said, and then looked at everyone, "Everyone, I just don't like this group of monks, I don't have any other intentions, and I don't plan to attack you."

The Jianghu cultivators had expressions of gloating; they had long been unhappy with Pu Ren and his companions.

The people from Dizong did not respond.

The people from Tianzong did not respond either.

The only one who reacted was Emperor Jing, who led his men to retreat. Emperor Jing knew that it was better not to clash with the people of the Demon Cult at this time.

Although everyone passed the level, it also cost a lot of money. Many people were seriously injured, while the people of the Demon Cult were strong in both men and horses.

"kill!"

Following Zhuque's order, the members of the Demon Cult began to massacre the Buddhists.

Xiao Baiyun no longer has the ability to fight, so he can only hide in it.

The others also suffered serious injuries in the previous level.

Suzaku entangled Punin.

Although Pu Ren has the help of the Holy Bodhi Beads, his cultivation is only at the third level after all, and his combat experience is not as much as Zhuque's.

Soon, the number of Buddhists who died dropped from more than a dozen to only three or four.

Pu Ren was anxious, but no matter how he struggled, he was no match for Suzaku. Especially after several members of the Demon Cult joined in, Pu Ren quickly fell into a disadvantage.

"Miss Zhuque, can we return the Buddhist beads to Zhou Ping?" Little Baiyun shouted.

Suzaku 100: "Stop!"

The members of the Demon Cult really stopped.

Pu Ren was also at the end of his strength at this time, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Miss Suzaku, let's return the beads to Zhou Ping, and I hope you will show mercy."

Pu Ren thought to himself at this time, "First, avoid the sharp edge, and wait until you leave here, and then let Master Pu Du Ci Hang come to Zhou Ping to ask for the Holy Bodhi Buddha Beads."

The Holy Bodhi Buddhist beads are still from Buddhism!

Zhuque looked at Zhou Ping in the distance and said, "Little brother, you can take this Buddhist bead."

Suzaku just wanted to vent the anger of the Demon Lord.

However, Zhou Ping shook his head and said, "Miss Zhuque, since you stole the things, just take them. I don't need them."

Zhuque was slightly stunned, but soon understood what Zhou Ping meant.

With Zhou Ping's identity, even if he took the Holy Bodhi Buddhist beads, as long as he left here, the Buddhists would definitely come to ask for the beads.

If Zhou Ping doesn't give it, the Buddhists will even bring up Fan Zhongfu.

However, if the Holy Bodhi Buddha beads fell into Suzaku's hands, the Buddhists would not be able to get them even if they wanted them.

"Donor Zhou, since Miss Suzaku is willing to give you the things, you should keep them." Pu Ren said hurriedly. He didn't want the Holy Bodhi Beads to fall into Suzaku's hands.

Once the things fall into the hands of the Demon Cult, it will be difficult to get them back, let alone Pu Ren, even if Pu Du Ci Hang comes.

Zhou Ping shook his head: "I don't want to have anything to do with the Demon Cult and owe them a favor."

Zhuque stretched out his hand: "Come on, bald donkey, give me the things."

Pu Ren was a little anxious. He hurried to Zhou Ping and wanted to give the Holy Bodhi Buddha beads to Zhou Ping. However, Zhou Ping did not give Pu Ren any chance.

Pu Ren ran past and Zhou Ping dodged.

Pu Ren ran over again, and Zhou Ping dodged again.

One of them was chasing, while the other was escaping.

This made Zhuque laugh so hard that she was shaking with laughter.

Everyone also saw the mystery behind it and knew why Zhou Ping did this.

I took the Buddhist beads, but with your Buddhist tyranny, you will definitely come to snatch them back.

Since I can't keep this thing, and can't give it to you Buddhists, I'll just give it to the Demonic Cult.

Zhou Ping just wants to disgust Buddhists.

However, no one knew that Zhou Ping also had an identity as a demon lord. The Holy Bodhi Buddhist beads were given to Zhuque, which means to Zhou Ping.

Pu Ren's cultivation level is only at the third level, but Zhou Ping's is at the second level.

Finally, Zhou Ping floated into the air, and Pu Nin couldn't catch up with him at all.

"Someone, come and grab the things." Zhuque gave the order again, and several members of the Demon Cult surrounded Pu Ren.

Finally, Pu Ren sighed and could only give the Holy Bodhi Beads to Suzaku.

Pu Ren regretted extremely at this time. He wished he had given the Holy Bodhi Buddha Beads to Zhou Ping earlier. Now the Holy Bodhi Buddha Beads would not have fallen into the hands of the Demon Cult.

"Miscalculated! Miscalculated!" Pu Ren spat out blood in anger as he watched the Buddhist beads being taken away by the people from the Demon Sect. He turned around and saw that only three people were left.

Out of a dozen people, only three were left.

These dozen or so people are all Buddhist elites.

"Hey, this Pu Ren is really too clever for his own good."

"Yes, if he had given the Buddhist beads to Zhou Ping earlier, so many Buddhists wouldn't have died. After he got out of here, he could ask Zhou Ping for them. Even if he couldn't get them, he could still rob them."

"That's right. Now the Buddha beads have been taken away by the Demon Cult. We can't get them back even if we want to."

The onlookers were talking about it.

When Pu Ren heard these words, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

Everyone burst out laughing.

After Zhou Ping withdrew his gaze, he looked around.

Sense of crisis!
Strong sense of crisis!

Before Zhou Ping devoured the Demon Lord's soul, he lived a very comfortable life.

He felt that he was the chosen one, and that he came to another world with a golden finger to start a harem.

But the more Zhou Ping knew, especially that the escort panel in his body was actually a product of this world, he felt fear from the bottom of his soul.

When Zhou Ping traveled to this world, he had a bodyguard panel in his body.

The panel was given to him by a powerful creature in this world, or perhaps a god, or perhaps the way of heaven in this world.

So what was the purpose of this person who gave me the golden finger?

According to the Demon Lord's thinking, powerful saints will eventually be swallowed up by the Heavenly Dao, so will he also be swallowed up by the so-called body?
"As long as the ancient gods are immortal, the saints will not cease to exist."

"Ru Jian, it seems that this sentence means that the ancient gods of this world are not dead and will not die."

"As for the fact that there are more than one saints, it seems that saints will continue to appear to meet the needs of the Heavenly Dao."

When Zhou Ping thought of this, his sense of crisis became stronger. He now regretted writing so many good poems, especially the three hundred poems.

From the Demon Lord's memory, Zhou Ping learned that in order to become a saint, he needed the power of incense.

The so-called power of incense is to let more people know you and worship you.

Zhou Ping's Three Hundred Poems have been published and will surely become popular in the Wei Dynasty. Then it will be no problem for him to enter the first rank, or even become a saint.

"No, I still need to know more things, so that I can become a chess piece and compete with the person behind the scenes!" Zhou Ping knew that he could only become stronger and stronger to figure out what was going on with the escort panel.

Zhiqiu Yiye was beside Zhou Ping: "Someone has already passed the level."

Zhou Ping frowned and looked around: "Who?"

"The Saint of Tianzong, big brother, you didn't even notice such a beautiful person." Zhiqiu Yiye was speechless. The Saint of Tianzong was so conspicuous that everyone should pay attention to her.

Only then did Zhou Ping realize that the Holy Maiden of Tianzong was not there.

"The Saint Lady has gone in, why don't you, the number one of the younger generation of the Di Sect, go in?" Zhou Ping teased.

Zhiqiu Yiye immediately said anxiously: "Of course I can pass the level. I am waiting for you to tell you what this level will test."

Zhou Ping nodded and asked for advice humbly.

Zhiqiu Yiye raised his head and said: "This place imitates the alternation of the sun and the moon, spring, summer, autumn and children, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, which imitate this world."

As the two talked, the bright day turned into night.

Zhiqiu Yiye continued, "You came late. In the two hours since you came, two cycles of spring, summer, autumn and winter have passed.

"Zhou Ping nodded thoughtfully. According to Zhiqiu Yiye, this place imitates the cycle of day and night and spring, summer, autumn and winter, just like a world.

Zhiqiu Yiye lowered his voice and said to Zhou Ping: "I feel that this level should have been set by the Taoist Ancestor." Zhou Ping nodded.

In this secret realm, there are two special levels. One is asking what is Confucianism, one is asking what is Buddhism, there is also a fighting place, and there is also a place with demonic energy.

Confucianism, Buddhism, and martial arts are all included, and there must be a Taoist level as well.

This level should be the Taoist level.

"Zhou Ping, do you know about incense?" Zhiqiu Yiye asked.

Zhou Ping was silent for a moment: "If you want to go further after the first rank, you must rely on the power of incense."

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at Zhou Ping deeply and said, "You know a lot, but I tell you, Taoists can become saints without incense and he is the only one among the four saints who does not need incense and can become saints."

Zhou Ping raised his eyebrows slightly: "How did he do it?"

Zhiqiu Yiye thought for a moment, then continued, "After the Taoist Saint drove away the demons, the human race was able to multiply in Jiuzhou. At that time, the Taoist Saint had not yet become a saint. He traveled all over the world, and finally sat in meditation for a hundred years, comprehending the heaven and earth, and then became a saint."

Zhou Ping nodded: "Then what?"

Zhiqiu Yiye continued, "When the Dao Saint became a saint, a light gate appeared beside him, and then he went in. Since then, there has been no trace of him."

"It was eaten by the Heavenly Dao." Zhou Ping said.

Zhiqiu Yiye's face changed drastically, and he quickly covered his mouth: "Be careful, I don't want to die, I want to live a few hundred more years."

Zhou Ping nodded and took a deep breath. It seemed that the Taoists knew a lot and should have some guesses about the Way of Heaven.

"In this level, you are imitating the Way of Heaven. You need to comprehend the Way of Heaven, right?" Zhou Ping said.

Zhiqiu Yiye nodded, then pointed one finger to the sky, and one finger to the sky.

The next moment, Zhiqiu Yiye disappeared from the spot.

At this moment, everyone saw Zhiqiu Yiye disappear.

"Someone cleared the level!"

"It's Zhiqiu Yiye from the Earth Sect."

"How did he get through?"

"I just saw him pointing to the sky and the ground."

Everyone was talking about it. Some people noticed Zhiqiu Yiye's actions just now and followed suit.

But no one could leave.

At this time, it was daylight again.

Not only did the sky brighten, but it also began to rain.

Everyone was drenched in the rain.

Some people started holding umbrellas, especially Emperor Jing. Someone around him took out a huge canopy from the storage space, and then several people hid underneath it.

Zhou Ping raised his head and looked at the sky.

"This sky is fake, this earth is fake, and this rain is fake."

"This is a simulation of this world. It is the illusion that Daozu had when he was thinking about the origin of this world."

"Curiosity, or wanting to know the secret at the end of this world."

"No matter in the past or present life, there are always people who want to explore such secrets."

The rain gradually became lighter. Zhou Ping looked at the rain and murmured to himself, "This rain is born in the sky and dies on the earth. The process in between is life. The reason why I look at this rain is not to look at the sky, the earth, or the rain. I look at the life of this rain... This is life and death."

Zhou Ping did not look at the sky and the earth, but at the rain in his hands. He used all his skills and all his Taoist magic to try to figure out why the rain was so realistic, and at the same time he said something pretentious.

The next moment, Zhou Ping’s eyes flashed and he arrived at a place.

It was dark here, dark all around, with dots of starlight in the darkness.

"Space?" Zhou Ping muttered to himself.

The environment in front of me is actually the universe.

Boundless darkness, and the stars in the distance.

"What is space?" An empty voice sounded, and then an old man appeared in front of Zhou Ping.

This old man is ordinary, but he gives people a feeling of being unfathomable.

"Daozu?" Zhou Ping asked tentatively.

However, the old man did not speak, but continued to ask: "What is space?"

"Tai, Shiye, Daye, Tongye, refers to the beginning."

"Empty means nothing. This world is created out of nothing. It is empty."

Zhou Ping said slowly.

The old man shook his head and stared at Zhou Ping: "Tai, Kong, Chu, Wu, where do these come from?"

Zhou Ping seemed afraid to look directly at the old man in front of him. The old man could see through everything about Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping couldn't help avoiding the old man's sight, and then said: "Everything in this world comes from Tao, or a living being, or a god."

The old man nodded slowly, and a ball of light entered Zhou Ping's mind.

"The Merciless Furnace Top Technique." Zhou Ping was slightly stunned.

The light that the old man gave Zhou Ping was a spell, which was called the Merciless Furnace Top Spell.

In this technique, there are two people, regardless of gender.

As long as one person has feelings for another, but the other person does not have feelings for the other person, the Ruthless Furnace Top Method will be triggered.

By using this method, one can obtain all of another person's cultivation.

This technique is extremely powerful, but it can only be used once.

When Zhou Ping looked at the old man again, he had disappeared.

At this time, a person appeared in front of Zhou Ping. This person was the Holy Maiden of Tianzong.

There is no one else except the Holy Maiden of Tianzong.

Zhiqiu Yiye did not enter here.

At this time, the Holy Maiden of Tianzong was looking at the person in front of her. She was struggling, and then she squatted on the ground and actually sobbed.

Zhou Ping looked up.

An oval transparent light mirror.

Outside the light is the scene of space.

In addition to space, there are four mummies.

Four mummies were hanging outside.

The Holy Maiden of Tianzong could not understand everything in front of her, and her heart of Taoism was somewhat damaged.

If she can pass this level, she will be able to break through to the first level of Taoism. If she cannot, her Taoist heart will collapse and she will become an ordinary person, or a madman with the second level of cultivation.

At this time, the same scene appeared on Zhou Ping's escort panel.

"This is indeed the Heavenly Gate. There are two Heavenly Gates." Zhou Ping looked at the escort panel and the transparent mirror, and suddenly felt that these were just two human eyes.

Two eyes, one on the left and one on the right!
"It seems that this huge god should have two eyes." Zhou Ping murmured to himself, thinking of the myths of his previous life.

A huge god created the world, and his two eyes became the sun and the moon.

A dart panel, a transparent oval mirror, is like two eyes, with the same viewing angle.

"These are God's eyes. What he can see, we can also see through our eyes." Zhou Ping said softly.

The Saintess of Tianzong held her body with both hands: "Are we in his body? Can't we leave?"

Zhou Ping looked at the four mummies outside.

The mummy seemed dead, but suddenly.

Several mummies suddenly lay on the mirror, which scared the Holy Maiden of Tianzong. She moved backwards in horror and bumped into Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping comforted her and said, "Someone has already left."

Both of them understood that these four people were four saints, and they did not die completely because of the power of incense.

"There is no air or water in the outside world, so they cannot survive, but the incense keeps them from dying completely." Zhou Ping said softly.

The Saint of Tianzong struggled with her body, she murmured to herself: "Is this the truth? The truth is that our existence has no meaning at all."

After the Holy Maiden of Tianzong finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Ping and then pounced on him.

Immediately afterwards, the Holy Maiden of Tianzong began to kiss Zhou Ping madly.

A pair of jade hands, cold and hot, grabbed Zhou Ping's joystick.

An awkward twist followed.

"The human sense of emptiness? Once they feel that everything has lost its meaning, most people will turn to physical enjoyment." Zhou Ping knew that the Holy Maiden of Tianzong had completely collapsed at this time. She needed physical stimulation to make her feel that she was still alive and meaningful.

Zhou Ping turned over and took off the saint's veil.

"It seems." Zhou Ping frowned slightly. The woman in front of him looked three parts like He Yunqing and three parts like Mingyue.

However, before Zhou Ping had time to think about anything else, the Holy Maiden of Tianzong had turned over and pressed Zhou Ping under her, and then began to ride him madly according to her rhythm.

The outflow of blood made the saint's face distorted, and there was enjoyment and a sense of reality in her eyes.

Zhou Ping woke up slowly. He was still in the same place. The saint had disappeared. Only a faint crimson stain on the ground showed that what had just happened was not a dream.

"I hope she can get through this smoothly." Zhou Ping said calmly.

At the same time, the transparent mirror in front of his eyes disappeared, and a piece of grass appeared in Zhou Ping's hand.

This is the reward for clearing the level.

Immortal grass!
Zhou Ping thought he would get a storage jade after clearing the level, but he didn't expect to get only a piece of grass.

Zhou Ping put the immortal grass into the storage jade, and the next moment, he appeared on Qinglong Mountain.

Not only him, but also everyone who entered the secret realm came out.

Qinglong Mountain is very lively.

Zhou Ping looked up and saw the Holy Maiden of Tianzong.

At this time, the Holy Maiden of Tianzong was still wearing a veil, but her eyes were no longer dull and cold, but instead more lively.

Zhang Ziling appeared beside the Saint for a moment, and then took the Saint of Tianzong away.

Not only the Holy Maiden of Tianzong left, but Yan Yi also disappeared.

It’s just that there were too many people at that time and no one noticed Yan Yi’s disappearance.

Zhou Ping just wished the Holy Maiden of Tianzong well in his heart, hoping that she could get through it smoothly.

"Zhou Ping, you're back." Liu Ruyan threw herself into Zhou Ping's arms with tears in her eyes.

Zhou Ping touched Liu Ruyan's waist with one hand, then slowly moved upwards.

Liu Ruyan blushed slightly: "So many people, what are you doing?"

"We'll talk about it when we get home."

"Okay, I'll listen to Aunt Liu."

(End of this chapter)