Chapter 1417

Pa...

The immortal talisman was stuck on his body and then activated.

He Ping's appearance changed into Luo Bingyao's appearance within three breaths.

Regardless of height, skin, appearance, or even the small braids on her head, they were exactly the same, the aura was naturally exactly the same, and the cultivation base was also the second layer of the Taiyi Golden Immortal stage.

"I... go, I go, I go..." Luo Bingyao looked at herself who was exactly the same and said: "Master... so similar, even I can't see through it!"

"What kind of immortal talisman is this, so awesome?"

"Nonsense, after this thing disguises, even Great Luo Golden Immortals can't see through it, let alone you?" He Ping reached out his hand: "Come, give me the Heaven-Ascending Plate!"

Luo Bingyao said: "My heavens... the voice is exactly the same as mine... He Ping... what exactly do you want to do?"

"You want to use my identity to go around swindling!"

"Bold!" He Ping's forehead turned black and said: "How are you talking to your master, Luo Bingyao, you girl are becoming more and more presumptuous!"

"Hehehe..." Luo Bingyao accompanied with a smile, then took out the Heaven-Ascending Plate and gave it to He Ping, saying: "Master... you take it!"

"That... is there any more of this kind of immortal talisman... give me one?"

Her eyes were bright, and there was some kind of cunning flashing in her pupils.

How could this cunning escape He Ping's eyes, he gave a cold laugh and said: "Luo Bingyao, don't think I don't know what you're thinking?"

"I tell you, impossible!"

"Alright, you can leave!"

This was the corpse of the Kong family ancestor!

He Ping said: "You speak!"

Luo Bingyao's old face flushed: "You can turn into my appearance, but you can't touch me randomly..."

He Ping's face was instantly full of black lines, and he roared: "This is my body, not yours!"

He reached out and grabbed Luo Bingyao, roughly throwing her directly into the Hongmeng Purple Gold Rod.

However, at the same time, He Ping also gasped: Good fellow, this girl Luo Bingyao reminded me, I must never let her come into contact with things like True-False Immortal Talismans in the future.

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Ten days later, the Heavenly Buddha Assembly was held!

The Buddhist sect emphasizes equality for all living beings, so when the Heavenly Buddha Assembly is held, there is no threshold for entry.

According to the Buddha Emperor's statement, any living being, any cultivation base can enter to listen to the supreme Buddhist Dharma.

The assembly was held in a massive square in the very center of the Imperial City.

On this originally empty square, a high platform appeared at some point.

The high platform was incomparably massive, and had four sides: east, south, west, and north.

Each side had nine levels, and on each level, there were ten thousand small steps.

The surrounding four sides could accommodate hundreds of millions of people!

When He Ping arrived at the square, the void here was already rolling with neon, with light shining ten thousand zhang, and endless visions appeared in the void.

There was also Buddhist chanting coming from time to time, and sandalwood incense was curling, rushing into the void.

"Amitabha... benefactor, please this way!"

"Amitabha, please feel free!"

"Benefactor, remember, do not disturb the Buddha Emperor and the Saintess at that time!"

"Please sit anywhere!"

Countless monks wearing red cassocks walked at the entrance, guiding the immortals entering the square to their places.

He Ping casually found a spot on the ground and sat down to wait.

On the square, countless people were sitting cross-legged, densely packed, looking like a sea of people, but it didn't feel crowded.

It was just that the square in this Imperial City was too big.

"Amitabha!" After about an hour, there was the sound of Buddhist chanting from the void.

Dozens of wooden fish were tapped almost at the same time, and countless people chanted Buddhist ritual songs in unison.

Those sounds heard in the ears were neat and pleasant, and also carried a trace of sacred aura, not to be profaned.

Eighty-one monks at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, each wearing clean white robes, fell from the void, landed on the very top of the high platform in front, and sat on the edge area.

For a time, golden light flickered, and the Buddha light was brilliant.

After these eighty-one Buddhist Venerables at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level sat down, they chanted in unison: "Amitabha, please descend, Buddha Emperor!"

There were a few more sounds of dragon roars from the void.

The next moment, He Ping saw a golden dragon fly out from the white clouds, and on that golden dragon sat a Buddhist Great Luo wearing a golden cassock.

Needless to say, this was the Six Senses Buddha Emperor.

"Roar..." The dragon roared!

The Buddha Emperor rode the golden dragon and landed on the clean high platform, sitting in the middle position, his body turning ten thousand zhang in size.

But even though he had turned ten thousand zhang, on the top of this massive high platform, he still appeared very small.

"Pay respects to the Buddha Emperor!"

"Amitabha, met the Buddha Emperor!"

Below the high platform, countless believers and Buddhist disciples from all directions bowed their hands to the Buddha Emperor, and many people even prostrated on the ground and kowtowed.

He Ping didn't kowtow, he just bowed his hands lightly.

After all, he entered as a Xuan Sect disciple.

"Amitabha!" The Buddha Emperor's thick voice came: "All living beings, no need for formalities, all living beings, no need for formalities, all living beings, no need for formalities, all living beings, no need for formalities!"

He Ping was stunned: Good fellow, why say one sentence four times?

He looked up again, but suddenly saw that the ten-thousand-zhang Buddha body of the Buddha Emperor sitting on the high platform had somehow grown three other heads and six arms.

Four heads and eight arms?

Each of his heads was facing one side of the high platform, east, south, west, and north, not missing a single direction.

"Amitabha..." The Buddha Emperor performed another Buddhist salute and continued: "Today's Heavenly Buddha Assembly aims to use the incense and faith power of all of you to gather the body of the Buddhist Saintess, helping her break through the bottleneck of the Taiyi Golden Immortal stage and enter the Great Luo stage directly!"

"At the same time, this Emperor will set up an altar to preach the Dharma for a hundred years, as a small compensation!"

As soon as these words came out, He Ping's heart instantly turned cold: This Buddha Emperor is an honest man, directly stating the purpose of holding this Buddhist assembly, which is to gather enough incense power for the Saintess to break through her own bottleneck.

But the problem is... is this Wen Buwan?

Not very likely!

When he and Wen Buwan separated back then, both of them were at the Xuan Immortal cultivation base.

Not even Golden Immortals!

So many years, my He Ping's cultivation speed is already the kind that is fast to the extreme, and I am only at the second layer of the Taiyi Golden Immortal stage.

If this Buddhist Saintess is Wen Buwan, how could she have the eleventh layer of cultivation?

Did I get it wrong?

This Saintess is not Wen Buwan at all?

Just when He Ping was thinking about it with his brows furrowed, there was another burst of Buddhist Sanskrit from the void.

He Ping looked up, but saw a woman wearing white clothes falling slowly onto the high platform, that woman's figure was tall, her face was peerless, beautiful beyond compare, making people feel hot-blooded at a glance, if it wasn't Wen Buwan, who else could it be?

Wen Buwan!

It really is Wen Buwan!

Wow...

At the moment of seeing Wen Buwan, the entire scene, hundreds of millions of immortals, were all in an uproar.

Among them were nuns and monks, and also Xuan Sect immortals.

At this very moment, no one could remain unmoved.

"Amitabha!" Wen Buwan's voice also came: "All Buddhas see me, I see all Buddhas, how fortunate!"

He Ping's gaze stared at Wen Buwan, and he smiled.

Originally thought that Wen Buwan entering the Buddhist sect would also shave her hair, but didn't expect she didn't.

Her hair was intact, she was practicing with hair.