Chapter 842: Ghost Buddha’s Life, Defeating Another Self
I saw this young man in gray shirt slowly walking into the third floor.
No one around him went in rashly, but just watched from the side.
The majestic Buddha's voice came out from the empty space.
Immediately afterwards, the golden light of the three Buddha statues was seen, and the golden light and gray gas enveloped the young man in gray shirt.
The young man in gray shirt paused for a moment, then stood up again to disperse the layers of fog, and walked over to this level easily.
"How many seconds did it take him?" Zhang Chou next to him was stunned and stunned.
"What kind of monster is this?"
"Is it really that simple?" someone asked doubtfully.
I saw another young man walking into the gray mist and golden light.
Before two minutes had passed, the young man suddenly struggled, his hair disheveled, and ran out like crazy.
"I am a ghost, I am a ghost," the man shouted.
In the end, he exploded his veins nearby and died.
This contrast between before and after was unacceptable to everyone.
Xu Zimo smiled and walked directly inside without paying attention to the others.
As soon as he walked in, his vision changed.
All I saw was a gray sky all around, with only three Buddha statues glowing with golden light floating in the air.
The Buddha spoke human words and asked: "Is the donor willing to become an emperor?"
"Yes," Xu Zimo nodded.
"Okay, I'll help you later," I saw the Buddha in the middle holding the flowers, smiling, and flicking his golden fingers.
A flash of golden light flew down and directly entered Xu Zimo's forehead.
At this moment, the golden Buddha light around him was strong, and the Buddhist charm was rich throughout his body.
He turned into a real Buddha.
"The name of Buddha walks the world," the majestic Buddha's voice was heard in the air.
"You are the living Buddha."
Xu Zimo looked up and saw that the gray fog in front of him disappeared, and the three Buddha statues also disappeared.
He turned around and saw that Monk Dazhi and a group of people were looking at him enviously from behind.
As a living Buddha, he is highly virtuous and respected by everyone.
Many people even knelt down and worshiped after seeing him.
Xu Zimo felt that his time seemed to be passing much faster.
But this passage of time is very subtle, and even ordinary divine vein powerhouses cannot detect it.
He easily passed through the third level, and after becoming a living Buddha, he seemed to have been completely transformed.
He actually climbed to the tenth floor easily in one breath.
It attracted the attention of the entire Tiandao Academy.
Immediately, the dean met with him in person and trained him as the most potential disciple in the college to compete for the emperor.
Then, his fame grew.
He held Buddhist meetings and preached Buddhism. He had thousands of disciples who believed in him. Some even built temples and built golden bodies for him.
The destiny was quickly formed. In the competition for the destiny, he shined brilliantly and obtained the destiny after a hard battle.
Just as he was carrying his destiny on the sky, the three Buddha statues he had encountered in the Tiandao Tower suddenly appeared in front of him.
They are smiling at themselves.
The laughter was wild, getting louder and louder, and the Buddha's light on his body gradually disappeared.
It turned into a ghost.
The three Buddha statues also turned into three skulls, with dark black flames flashing in their eyes.
"You are not a living Buddha, but a sacrifice of the ghost tribe," the skull laughed at him.
Immediately afterwards, Xu Zimo felt that his originally rich Buddhist light had all turned into a pitch-black ghostly aura.
His entire face was eroded by ghost energy.
The temples and golden bodies built for him have now become ghosts.
The disciples who listened to his lectures were also haunted by ghost spirits and were roaring and screaming.
At the place closest to his destiny, he was knocked out of the clouds by a pair of big hands.
But at this moment, when Xu Zimo opened his eyes again, he was still deep in the third floor of Tiandao Tower.
"This is the two sides of ghost and Buddha, knowing one's mind and one's nature," he murmured to himself.
In this illusion, a very complete world view and personality were created.
After being a living Buddha all his life, he was told that he was actually a ghost.
Being knocked down when he is closest to his destiny, the two strongest contrasts can almost drive a person crazy.
After all, this is a life where fantasy shapes personality.
Do you want to be a Buddha or a ghost? Or maybe you just want to be yourself, regardless of whether you are a Buddha or a ghost.
However, Xu Zimo's Taoist heart was strong and he was not affected. Instead, he calmly looked at the life created by this illusion for him.
His speed in breaking through the third level was slightly later, not as fast as that of the young man in gray shirt.
Because Xu Zimo was not in a hurry to break through, and the young man in gray shirt should have directly broken through the illusion of the illusion the moment he entered the illusion.
How strong willpower and Taoism is required to be able to break through this illusion instantly? Among the young people Xu Zimo knows, he is at least in the top five.
Xu Zimo looked at Monk Dazhi behind him and said with a smile: "Come in, you only need to remember one sentence.
You don’t want to be a Buddha or a ghost, you just have to be yourself.”
Seeing that several people had already entered, the remaining dozens of people also hesitated and followed closely.
The gray mist riot became even more violent.
Among the remaining fifty people, only a dozen can pass this third level.
Monk Dazhi rushed out of the gray mist, sweating profusely.
He panted and looked at Xu Zimo, laughing and saying: "It's exciting, it's so exciting."
"What did you see?" Xu Zimo asked.
"You see that I am carrying the destiny of heaven," said the monk Dazhi with a smile.
"It's just that they can't calculate this illusion, I can see the secrets.
We can wait and see everyone's Qi together with divination. I don't have the ability to become an emperor.
Even if destiny is placed in front of me, I can't become the emperor. They made a wrong calculation.
But if I can experience the feeling of being an emperor once, I will have no regrets in this life."
Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed, and the others walked up to the fourth floor while talking.
As long as you pass the fourth floor and enter the fifth floor, you will have passed the test of Tiandao Tower.
Everyone is a little worried, this Tiandao Academy's assessment is really abnormal.
When a dozen people arrived at the fourth level, they saw that everyone was separated by void.
Xu Zimo appeared alone in a room.
Besides him, there was actually a second Xu Zimo in this room.
A body that is exactly the same as him.
"For most people, sometimes it is not just the enemy that needs to be defeated, but also themselves."
An old voice came from all around.
The sound echoed in the empty void.
"The task of the fourth level is to defeat the other self to pass the level."
Xu Zimo chuckled and looked up at his other self.
They are exactly the same, almost no difference can be seen.
He drew Ba Ying, and the opponent also drew his sword and faced him.
The two of them made the same movements and used the same martial arts.
