Chapter 1443: Thirty-Two Great Men

He Ping listened, feeling confused, yet his whole body turned cold!

This kind of scheme truly made one's whole body shiver.

To kill the Saintess Wen Buwan, they would kill me?

He Ping kept thinking that the substitute-death puppet needed to be put on the agenda.

He looked at Mingyuan, his eyes shifting slightly, and asked, "Bodhisattva Mingyuan, may I ask if you know how to refine weapons?"

"Hehe..." Mingyuan chuckled and said, "The Ten Thousand Willow Ghost-Binding Wood in your hand cannot be refined into a substitute-death puppet!"

"What?" He Ping was slightly startled.

Mingyuan said, "That thing was long ago refined into a magic treasure by someone else, you just don't know it yourself!"

"Take it out!"

He Ping took out the Ten Thousand Willow Ghost-Binding Wood and presented it to Mingyuan, "Senior must be talking about this item!"

"Hmm!" Mingyuan waved his hand, and the stump landed in his hand.

The magic power within the old monk's body rumbled as it was sent into the stump, and in an instant, the stump transformed to several hundred zhang in size.

Looking from afar, it was as green as jade.

"This..." He Ping was shocked.

He had held this thing for so long, yet he didn't know it was actually an Immortal Artifact.

Back then, no restrictions had surfaced on it; thinking about it, it wasn't an ordinary Xuan Sect magic tool, probably a blood-refined treasure of some sort.

"The person who gave you this thing definitely didn't have good intentions!" The old monk sneered: "This thing can absorb the light of Immortal Spirits and can also trap souls!"

"If..." Speaking to this point, the withered old monk frowned and didn't continue; he just shook his head lightly.

It was Mingyue who took over Mingyuan's words: "Benefactor He, my Wang Shixiong wants to say, if the Buddhist Saintess Wen Buwan were to fall before your eyes, how would you treat her Immortal Spirit light, that is, her soul?"

He Ping replied without hesitation: "Naturally, I would take her soul into this stump and nourish it!"

"Wrong, completely wrong!" Mingyue shook his head: "If you did that, the Saintess would truly be harmed to death!"

Hearing this, He Ping felt a chill run through his entire body.

Could it be that when Master Liuyu gave me the stump back then, he had already schemed everything out?

He knew Wen Buwan would die, and he knew I would inevitably save her, and at that time, using this stump to absorb her soul, this...

What a deep scheme.

"Benefactor He..." Mingyue continued: "Ordinary Ten Thousand Willow Ghost-Binding Wood, absorbing Immortal Spirit light to nourish it, is naturally correct!"

"But this treasure in your hand is something refined by someone else; on the surface, it looks like a piece of wood, but in reality, it is a blood-refined treasure; if it absorbs the Saintess's soul, it won't take more than an hour or two before that soul is also refined!"

"He Ping!" The old monk, without further ado, directly took the stump away and said, "If this old monk is not mistaken, the Buddhist Saintess should have given you the seventeenth piece of the Great Dao Order of Space, right?"

He Ping nodded: "Yes!"

"Good!" Old He Ping continued: "One thing for another, this Ten Thousand Willow Ghost-Binding Wood, let it stay with this poor monk for now!"

"If you keep it, it will do you more harm than good!"

He Ping was naturally reluctant, but thinking that this thing was refined by someone else and carried the risk of leaking his own secrets.

Plus, the value of that seventeenth piece of the Great Dao Order of Space was unknown how many streets ahead of the Ten Thousand Willow Ghost-Binding Wood, so after thinking it over, He Ping could only agree to the old monk's method, though he still retorted, "At least with this thing, I can hone my Daoist methods and spiritual sense!"

"No rush for that!" The withered old monk waved his hand: "It won't be too late to hone your Great Dao Laws when you reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm later!"

"At this very moment, in this Immortal Realm, there should be no one who hopes you stay alive more than our Buddhist sect!"

"Hehehe..."

"But He Ping... if you walk into Longevity Heaven so recklessly, this old monk fears you might go, but won't be able to return!"

He Ping was suddenly shocked and asked, "I ask for the Bodhisattva's guidance!"

Bodhisattva Mingyuan said: "With your intelligence, it shouldn't be hard to guess!"

"Once exposed, I'm afraid it will bring about a fatal disaster!"

"Of course, those people are not out to kill you!"

"Killing you is just the cause; what they want is to indirectly kill the Buddhist Saintess Wen Buwan by killing you!"

"Secondly, this old monk knows you are going to the Nine Woods Immortal Domain this time to find your wife, Seeing Qiao Huizhu, is that not so?"

He Ping nodded solemnly: "Yes!"

The other party was a powerhouse of the Dao Origin realm; it was impossible for them not to have investigated He Ping for so many years. Once he reached the Li Mu Star Cluster, it would naturally be easy to know who He Ping was and why he had crossed the starry sky.

Since others had already investigated, there was nothing to hide.

He Ping reckoned that at this very moment, in front of this old monk, he was probably already a transparent person.

"Back then, our Buddhist Bodhisattva was schemed against and fell!" The old monk looked at He Ping with a face full of sorrow and whispered: "After falling, that Immortal Spirit golden light was also slashed into two segments and reincarnated separately!"

"Wen Buwan is just one of them!"

"If this old monk is not mistaken, your wife Seeing Qiao Huizhu should be the other one, only she reincarnated tens of thousands of years earlier than Wen Buwan!"

"Amitabha... Good, very good..."

"How laughable our Buddhist sect is; until the Empress of Creation fell, we didn't receive a shred of news, otherwise we wouldn't have been so passive!"

Speaking to this point, the old monk Mingyuan actually felt a burst of self-reproach.

But it was only a slight pause, and he continued to say to He Ping: "He Ping, this poor monk can know you came from the Da Jiao Immortal Domain; those people cannot not know!"

"In the dark, there is a line meticulously laid out to lead you into the Nine Woods Immortal Domain; if you go over like this, hehehe... I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?"

"But in this Immortal Realm, no matter where you go, you have to show the Heaven-Ascending Token on your body, and this thing cannot be faked!"

"Nine Woods Immortal Domain, I'm afraid you won't be reconciled if you don't go!"

"Benefactor He, do you have a way to break the situation?"

The gray-robed old monk looked at He Ping with a smile.

He Ping shook his head: "I do not!"

This Heaven-Ascending Token is truly a killer!

Once you enter a new place, others have to check it; if you can muddle through, it's fine, but if you can't, it's very miserable.

"This poor monk will give you a Divine Ability!" Bodhisattva Mingyuan waved his hand, and his withered hand held an extra book.

That's right, not a jade slip, but a thick book.

"A gift for you..." He placed that thick book into He Ping's hand.

He Ping looked down and saw the name on the book: Thirty-Two Great Men.

?????

What kind of thing is this?

"The Buddha has thirty-two appearances!" Mingyuan said solemnly: "This Divine Ability is one of the supreme classics of our Buddhist sect; under normal circumstances, one must reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm before one can practice this supreme Divine Ability!"

"However, this old monk sees that Benefactor's bone structure and talent are extraordinary, so I expect you should be able to comprehend it now!"

"After comprehending it, you can hide your own identity; even Dao Monarchs at the peak of the Dao Origin realm will not be able to see through it!"

"Amitabha..."

"As for the remaining matters..."

The old monk took out thirty-two Heaven-Ascending Tokens and said: "These Heaven-Ascending Tokens are prepared for you by this old monk; once you have cultivated the Buddha Appearance, you can integrate your own aura into them, thereby walking through the Immortal Realm without any obstacles!"

He Ping was suddenly overjoyed.

After all, every time one breaks through in cultivation and re-measures, the Heaven-Ascending Token has to be replaced.

Since others can replace them, this old monk can naturally tamper with them.

Wonderful!

From now on, I can have multiple identities!

"Amitabha..." The old monk chanted another Buddha name towards He Ping and said: "Benefactor He, this old monk advises you to cultivate this Buddha Appearance before entering Longevity Heaven!"

"Farewell!"

After speaking, the old monk pulled Mingyue, waved his hand to push aside the void, and left.

He Ping did not leave; he opened the book and began to comprehend.

On the other side, Mingyuan had already brought Mingyue back to the Futu Immortal Domain.

A powerhouse of the Dao Origin realm can tear through the void to any place with a wave of their hand; it is truly terrifying.

"Wang Shixiong, I have a question!" Mingyue looked at Mingyuan in confusion.

Mingyuan smiled: "Speak and let me hear it!"

Mingyue said: "Since Wang Shixiong knows that the Saintess's life is tied to He Ping, why not just bring him back to the Buddhist sect and lock him up? Wouldn't that be better?"

"Hehehehe..." Mingyuan shook his head with a smile and said: "Then let me ask you, the Hunyuan Holy Emperors of the Xuan Sect, as long as they are willing to act, they can easily annihilate Wen Buwan with a wave of their hand; why do they not act, but instead choose to stand by and watch?"

Mingyue said: "They are afraid of incurring causality and karmic retribution?"

"It's not that simple!" Mingyuan shook his head: "Just now I told He Ping that everything is a scheme, but that may not be so!"

"Things like the Life-Death Thread, saying it's their scheme is a bit far-fetched; Hunyuan Sages can see through the past and future with a single thought; perhaps they just saw Wen Buwan's ending long ago and just pushed it along!"

"Furthermore, the Life-Death Thread on Wen Buwan and He Ping is condensed from the power of Creation; this matter is even harder to say!"

"But regardless, since the ending is set, what is the use of us capturing He Ping?"

"This is one reason; there is a second!" ===== CHAPTER 1444 =====