Chapter 45: The Three Lives Buddha, the Fourth Birth
Chapter 45: The Fourth Life of the Three Lives Pagoda
Three lives of pagoda and four lives of fate, origin and destruction are destiny
Under Songwan's vindictive urging, the sacrifice spirit soon completed the fusion of consciousness and body. A completely new-looking sacrifice spirit appeared in front of everyone, still with a well-proportioned figure and handsome face that would make women jealous.
The face shows the excellence and perfection of the Gods, but this time the flower on the forehead is no longer that weird color, but a beautiful and bright red, and the thick snake tail is densely covered with simple patterns, which makes people feel cold.
Gorgeous and mysterious, with thin red lips, ****, and silky eyes, Song Wan, a naturally charming woman, sighed that there was such a beauty in the world. Other women were eclipsed in front of him, and they were completely reduced to foils. Zuo Wan
An earring made of mithril swayed casually in the wind on her ear, adding a bit of roughness to the softness. Song Wan was surprised that such contradictory features could appear on the same person's body at the same time.
"Is this your true face?" Yao Zheng looked at the sacrificial spirit infatuatedly, without feeling any embarrassment or anything wrong, until Song Wan's words woke her up.
"Yes." The soul-sacrifice sandalwood mouth was lightly opened, drunk by the spring flowers and slightly drunk by the autumn wind.
"How come I'm more girly than you?" Ouyang Jingsong quietly approached Qingshui. Although his voice was very low, everyone except Shao Xin and Yao Zheng heard it.
"What did you say?" The sacrificial spirit turned around, with no concealed hostility in his eyes.
"Didn't you hear that?" Ouyang Jingsong said provocatively.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing." Yao Zheng was a little embarrassed when she saw the two people were at war with each other.
"Yes, little master." The sacrificial spirit saluted Yao Zheng respectfully.
"Can you please stop calling me that?" Yao Zheng felt a little embarrassed.
"This is what Lord Fuxi has stipulated, and I just abide by it. If you truly inherit Lord Fuxi's power and get his inheritance, you will become my true master." The tone of the sacrifice to the spirit was neither humble nor overbearing, but he clearly refused.
"Okay! It's up to you. I won't inherit other people's power, and you don't want to follow me." Yao Zheng was a little angry.
"Lord Fuxi said that I must follow a clansman with a strong bloodline and help him awaken and pass on." Sacrifice Spirit said without raising his head.
"I said I will not inherit Fuxi's power, you don't have to follow me." Yao Zheng was angry. What made her even more angry was that this time the spirit sacrifice did not respond at all, and she turned her head to the side.
"This evil spirit belongs to me." The spirit sacrificer said in a somewhat domineering tone, leaving no room for anyone to return it.
"Who do you think you are? Have you ever heard that a fallen phoenix is worse than a chicken? You are that kind of person. Have you ever heard of adding insult to injury? I am that kind of person!" Song Wan was a little angry, and the sacrifice to the spirit looked aloof.
It's really disgusting.
Song Wan raised her right hand high, turned into a huge palm, grabbed the sacrificial spirit, and moved it forward. The poor sacrificial spirit was ravaged by Song Wan as soon as it saw the light of day again, and with a bang, a big hole was made in the ground.
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"You..." came the angry roar of the sacrificial spirit, obviously not expecting that Song Wan would do something to him.
"I, what's wrong with me? I'm teaching you how to be a human being!" Song Wan once again grabbed the sacrificial spirit and threw it forward. Because she was dissatisfied with the attitude of the sacrificial spirit, Song Wan deliberately made things difficult for him and took advantage of her presence.
The dominant position in the small world turned the place where the sacrificial spirit landed into a swamp. The poor sacrificial spirit was covered in mud after falling. I am afraid he has never been so embarrassed in his life.
"How dare you!" The sacrificial spirit has not seen the situation clearly yet, and is still saying peace to Song.
Songwan lifted the sacrificial spirit again and threw it towards the cliff in front. Yao Zheng had never seen Songwan so ferocious, and she covered her cherry mouth in surprise.
After the sacrifice spirit got away this time, Song Wan's transformed big hand did not disappear. Instead, she chased after the sacrifice spirit. When the sacrifice spirit hit the cliff, she added another palm and slapped the sacrifice spirit directly against the wall.
"Smelly woman, I won't let you go!" The spirit was still stern.
"Have you ever heard of a tiger being bullied by a dog? Now you can only be bullied by me. I have to think carefully about whether to let you go or not." Song Wan said fiercely, gritting her teeth.
Songwan caught the sacrificial spirit and planned to continue to ravage it, but when she saw that the sacrificial spirit was no longer as arrogant as before, she stopped.
"Master, please let him go." Yao Zheng couldn't stand it. Even a hard-hearted person would not be able to stand it.
The sacrifice spirit's body was covered with scars, his face was bruised and bruised, his originally thin and sexy lips became like sausages, and his fair skin became darker because of the mud. Coupled with the encounter he suffered, the sacrifice spirit made him feel sad.
Ling's face was livid, his clothes were ragged, and he looked very good-looking.
"Why, you still don't accept it?" Song Wan was furious. Looking at the fierce eyes of the sacrifice spirit, her fingers started to move again.
"Master, no, look at how pitiful he is now..." Yao Zheng couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to protect the sacrifice spirit.
"You actually protected him?" Song Wan looked at Yao Zheng with a deep look in her eyes.
"Why don't you admit your mistake to Master? Are you going to wait for my Master to kill you?" Yao Zheng turned around and shouted to the sacrifice spirit.
"It's my fault, I shouldn't have looked down upon you." Sacrifice, who was a little confused by Yao Zheng's attitude, looked at Yao Zheng blankly, and then said mechanically.
"Huh, for Su Su's sake, I'll let you go. Please pay more attention to me next time. You are not in the God Realm now, and few people know who Fu Xi is. How you can be where you are today is completely
You deserve to be blamed for your arrogance and arrogance. Even in the God Realm, you can't talk through the back door. If you don't have the strength, you will be beaten wherever you go." Song Wan waved her hand, let go of the sacrificial spirit, and directly regarded it as
He tore the bag and threw it out.
Although she was a little dissatisfied, Yao Zheng would not have any emotions towards Song Wan. She hurriedly chased in the direction of the sacrificial spirit to see if the sacrificial spirit had suffered any substantial damage.
"Don't worry, I'm just giving him a small lesson." Song Wan saw Yao Zheng's actions and shook her head.
Yao Zheng lifted up the unrecognizable sacrificial spirit and patiently wiped the mud off his face.
"Little master, you come with me." Ji Ling grabbed Yao Zheng's right hand and pulled Yao Zheng excitedly to leave.
"This is my little world, where are you going?" Song Wan appeared like a ghost.
"Take her to accept the inheritance." Sacrifice Spirit said persistently, "Whether you want it or not, but for the sake of your lord, I must take her away. This inheritance cannot be cut off. I can also tell you that even if she accepts the inheritance,
She won't have all your power. When he sealed his power, he was no longer in his prime. Moreover, his cultivation has not yet reached its peak, so after inheriting it, she can practice with him.
"Since you have said so, then I agree to let Susu accept the inheritance, but I have a condition, that is, you cannot leave my side. Susu is my only disciple." Songwan chins her head.
Yangqi, the look of death if you don't agree makes the sacrifice spirit speechless.
"Okay, let's get out of here first? As far as I know, the space here is about to close." The sacrificial spirit said quietly.
"Tell me first, how did this evil spirit come into being?" When Songwan looked at the evil spirit, she stretched out her hands, and the Sansheng Pagoda covered the evil spirit. Wisps of light smoke came out from the evil spirit.
Although he was frozen, everyone still saw him gradually melting away.
There was still a painful look on her face until her eyes were dull and lost their color. Everyone knew that the evil spirit no longer existed. As long as Songwan let go of the restraints, the evil spirit would immediately dissipate. Now there is still a small evil spirit.
, just because Sansheng Pagoda still exists.
"Is it over like this?" The sacrificial spirit felt the disappearance of the evil spirit. After all, the two souls had been entangled for so many years, and suddenly felt a little empty in their hearts.
"Well. Next, I will use the fastest time to fuse my godhood, and then break through as soon as possible. By then, as soon as we leave this space, I am afraid that we will be sensed by the heavenly tribulation. It is impossible to say that we will have to go through the tribulation together.
It's over." Song Wan thought of the last Tianque Divine Tribulation, and felt a little powerless and had lingering fears.
"Are we going to go through the tribulation together again? Is there any mistake..." Ouyang Jingsong was also speechless. After experiencing such a time, he already had a psychological shadow on the calamity of God. It is not a calamity that people can survive safely.
, and also said that there is a sliver of life left under the way of heaven. That sliver of life must have been accidentally dropped on the road when it came. It can't be felt where it is at all. After surviving the tribulation, a layer of skin has already fallen off.
"Nonsense, do you think I think about it? But as long as you don't directly touch the will of Queshenjie that day, you should be fine." Song Wan thought of the invisible will and the dream that made her linger, and looked up to see the person in the dream.
It was right in front of me, but I couldn't say or do anything, let alone express it. I couldn't help but feel a dull pain in my heart.
During the conversation between several people, the evil spirit had been completely absorbed by Sansheng Pagoda. The cracks on the surface of Sansheng Pagoda became much lighter and even healed. A faint shadow appeared in Songwan's mind, "Master
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Songwan was moved for a while. After a long time, she heard the title of master of Sansheng Pagoda again. Thinking of everything Sansheng had done for herself, Songwan's eyes became a little moist.
"Are you ready?" Song Wan said cautiously.
"Not yet, I need the help of the master. After a while, Sansheng's spiritual consciousness will condense a little, and when it forms an entity, I hope the master can help. If there is the master's blood or hard work, it will be twice the result with half the effort."
Sansheng Pagoda was not polite to Song Wan.
"As long as you need anything, just ask. Not to mention blood essence and blood, I will get everything you can get." Song Wan looked at Sansheng Pagoda with relief.
"Then, Sansheng will have more masters first. Sansheng will go to practice and recover his original body first. If the master needs anything, just ask him." Sansheng Pagoda paid a tribute and disappeared.