Chapter 271 The Return of the Emperor! The Art of Reincarnation
The sudden appearance of the figure in the field made all the gods and Buddhas in the sky stunned, dumbfounded and in disbelief.
"This...is this the Human Emperor Ying Zheng?"
Some gods were so surprised that their lips were trembling.
So shocking.
Can't believe it.
The battle between Qin and Heaven that day was still vivid in their minds. At the final moment, Human Emperor Ying Zheng gave up his life and died together with Kongtong Yin for the sake of the future of human race.
Not long after, he appeared in everyone's eyes again.
If it hadn't been for broad daylight, I would have thought I was seeing a ghost.
…
Ying Zheng came to the scene and didn't care about anything else. He raised his hand and caressed it gently, putting away the true spirit that split the sky and the soul that was about to dissipate.
In this recent period of enlightenment, he has done a lot of research on the mystery of reincarnation, and the physique of a reincarnation person has entered the realm of small success.
Once this type of physique has been cultivated to an extremely deep state, it will be reincarnation itself, and it can control life and death with just a thought.
"Tian'er, your mother will not die..."
Ying Zheng looked at the Zhenling that had almost dissipated, and whispered, a complex look flashed in his eyes.
In fact, he discovered this secret when the Asura army invaded, but he never revealed it.
He was involved in reincarnation and was unpredictable. When he came, he had already collected the soul of Empress Zheng.
After listening to Ying Zheng's words, Split Sky's true spirit seemed to light up a bit.
"Ying Zheng! You're not dead?"
A Bodhisattva asked in surprise. It was Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. He once knew that Buddhism united with heaven to put pressure on the underworld, smashed Ying Zheng's soul into ten parts and suppressed it in various levels of hell.
Now, Ying Zheng actually appears again.
And the whole person has changed a little bit.
There is a palpitating smell.
"I'm not dead, but you are about to."
Ying Zheng's face was cold, and he still looked down on the Buddhas all over the sky.
"Ying Zheng! You must see clearly that your so-called son, the crown prince of Da Qin, is my second disciple, Jin Chanzi, the Buddha."
As soon as he finished speaking, a Buddha said bravely.
"This matter is an internal matter within our Buddhist sect, so please don't interfere."
He is very sincere.
"I don't know Jin Chanzi, I only know that he is the crown prince of Da Qin, my son."
Ying Zheng said calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pressed it lightly.
"Rumble..."
The heaven and earth were shaken, the sound of Taoism was heard everywhere, and the chants like gods resounded throughout the four ends of the world.
The gods and Buddhas in the sky were shocked, and for a moment they didn't understand what happened.
at this time.
Ying Zheng's eyes were so profound that they seemed to be able to suck in a person's soul. There were many strange phenomena, the sun and the moon were destroyed, the stars fell, and the heaven and earth collapsed.
"Boom!"
The sound became more and more intense, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.
At this moment, Ying Zheng's pressing palm suddenly lifted up, and six vortices appeared on his fingertips and palm, swirling continuously, and finally turned into a black hole.
This moment.
The Buddhas in the sky opposite him felt an inexplicable palpitation in their hearts, and their souls were trembling.
What is Ying Zheng going to do?
They didn't wait to think too much.
The wind and clouds changed color, the sky became dark, and the whole earth was shaking, as if it would collapse at any time.
A terrible scene happened.
The black hole between Ying Zheng's palms turned into reincarnation, and actually pulled up many souls from hell.
Inhaled into the reincarnation in the palm, it was directly wiped out.
These spirits were very familiar to them. They were the Buddhists who had just been killed by Jin Chanzi in the battle.
They were about to line up to reincarnate and make a comeback, but unexpectedly, they were suddenly sucked away by an uncontrollable force.
From this reincarnation, they changed to the next reincarnation, but in this reincarnation, what awaited them was only complete destruction.
This scene made all the gods and gods dumbfounded, their hairs stood on end, and their scalps went numb.
"What kind of ghost and secret technique is this? It can actually compete with the six paths of reincarnation to steal souls?"
"It's unbelievable. Could it be that Ying Zheng is also going to reincarnate in the six realms of reincarnation?"
"Buddhism has suffered a huge loss right now. The disciples who died could still be reincarnated and practice Buddhism again in a short time. But now, they are completely gone."
"The Human Emperor returned from hell and mastered such a great skill. What has he experienced during this period of time?"
While the gods' scalps were numb with surprise, they were also a little envious.
After mastering the art of reincarnation, does it mean that you don’t have to go to hell in future reincarnations?
Think of this.
The gods thought of another serious and interesting problem.
"The Six Paths of Reincarnation have always been the exclusive preserve of Empress Hou Tu. Ying Zheng's move is tantamount to snatching food from the tiger's mouth. If Empress Hou Tu knew about it, I really don't know how she would deal with him."
"Haha...if it were you, what would you do? Ying Zheng's reincarnation thing is simply a fight for the good fortune of Queen Tu."
"Taking human creation is like killing parents..."
"If we have to dig deeper, the parents of Empress Houtu are the Great God Pangu, right?"
“…”
hell.
It is vast and majestic, just like the center of the six-path samsara disk where celestial bodies move.
A phantom emerged silently, turning into a god who gathered all the beauty and ingenuity.
His eyes were chaotic, staring in one direction.
The next moment.
The chaos receded, leaving only a pair of eyes that were all-encompassing and as bright as the stars.
"Interesting, I didn't expect that so many interesting things happened while I was sleeping..."
He spoke softly and had a clear view of what had happened recently.
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his heart was disturbed. Some idiots actually took advantage of her absence to make hell look like this.
They seem to have forgotten who the real owner of this place is.
Many pictures, clouds, waves and oranges.
One scene in particular impressed him deeply.
It was a young man holding a spear in one hand and a bead in the other. He was full of confidence.
"Such a wanton act! Aren't you afraid that Queen Pingxin will wake up and settle matters with you?" King Yama shouted.
"Just let her come to me." The man said, with a cold and arrogant look on his face, showing no inhibitions.
Crucify King Yama, overthrow the underworld, and rescue the soul of Ying Zheng.
Not long after, the law of heaven came and destroyed everything.
It's as if everything has disappeared.
But he could feel that the mysterious man was not dead. Otherwise, Ying Zheng would not be showing off his authority to the outside world now.
She is none other than Empress Houtu who incarnated in the six realms of reincarnation, and she is also Empress Pingxin.
"Let me find you, right..." Hou Tu muttered to himself, with an inexplicable smile appearing on his flawless face.
All of this seems to be related to the mysterious man holding a spear.
After Ying Zheng was taken away from hell by him, it wasn't long before he was reborn and mastered the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
This person was plotting behind his back, and it seemed that she was also included in his calculations.
Is this to take away her Taoist fruit?
Hou Tu's eyes encompassed everything, trying to deduce it all.