"To prove the Tao with strength, what to prove the Tao with strength?"
Two rays of golden light came over, and Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun rushed back to the Demon Court and appeared next to Wang Ping and Kunpeng.
At this moment, Donghuang Taiyi looked at Wang Ping curiously, his eyes full of doubts.
Wang Ping smiled and asked Donghuang Taiyi to come closer and said: "This is the way to become a saint. Try to reach your limit and continue to break through the limit."
"Sooner or later, one day, I can reach the level of the Great God Pangu and become a saint by myself. I don't need to rely on any heavenly merits or kill the three corpses of ghosts."
As he listened, Donghuang Taiyi's eyes suddenly widened, as if the door to a new world had been opened.
It turned out that the method of sanctification that he had been pondering for a long time indeed existed.
And this method, whether it is difficult or not, is simple or not, it just keeps getting stronger.
After hearing the message, Zixiao Palace knew the method of killing three corpses, but Donghuang Taiyi still did not take action.
Because he feels that he himself is a complete whole, and if one part is cut off, it will become incomprehensible.
Although Hongjun said that the method of killing three corpses was a necessary condition for becoming a saint, he did not get the chance to become a saint, and secondly, he always felt that something was not quite right.
For various reasons, Donghuang Taiyi has not taken action yet.
Not only Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun, Kunpeng and many other powerful people from ancient times did not go to kill the three corpses.
Killing three corpses is dispensable for a quasi-sage strong man.
It's just that after killing three corpses, you can have three clones to help you fight.
But there are also many people like Donghuang Taiyi who feel that if they kill three corpses, they are incomplete.
In addition, I believe in the concept that one force can defeat all means. As long as you are strong enough, it doesn't matter how many clones your opponent has.
"Brother Zhatian, do you know how to kill three corpses?"
Donghuang Taiyi asked, looking at Wang Ping and gradually regaining his composure.
Without waiting for Wang Ping to answer, Kunpeng rushed to say: "He is the direct disciple of fellow Taoist Brother Ping."
"What, Brother Zhaotian is that disciple?"
With a look of astonishment on their faces, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun looked at Wang Ping in shock.
They were deeply impressed by Brother Ping, who was ranked second in the world.
Even if it is Taoist ancestor Hongjun, they feel that fellow Taoist brother Ping dares to fight against him. Anyway, he gives people a very fierce feeling.
"Ahem, keep it secret. Master won't let me talk nonsense. If the demon master hadn't asked again and again, I wouldn't have said it."
Wang Ping coughed lightly and signaled everyone to keep a low profile.
Donghuang Taiyi and others nodded hurriedly, indicating that they would not talk nonsense.
Smiling with satisfaction, Wang Ping immediately talked about the method of killing three corpses, but he said it as his Taoist brother Ping, not as the fake sky-exploding demon general he is now.
"The method of beheading three corpses is what Master told me. Master said that this method has flaws. Beheading three corpses will make people heartless, indifferent, and inhumane."
"Will I still be myself when the time comes? That's why Master said that he won't use this method. There are many ways to become stronger. There is no need to walk on a single-plank bridge."
"Are all Taoist teachings necessarily correct? Not necessarily. He just walked in front of us and explored a path to sanctification. But there is definitely more than one path to sanctification."
"Proving the Tao with force is what Master summed up when he thought of the Great God Pangu. However, this method is difficult and needs to be accumulated slowly."
Every word was like a sledgehammer hitting the hearts of Donghuang Taiyi and others, and they were all stunned.
The way of Taoist ancestors may not be correct. Is there more than one way to become a saint?
Hiss, he is indeed a figure who can be compared to Dao Ancestor. With this knowledge alone, they feel ashamed.
"Yes, you are absolutely right. I have always felt that there is something wrong with the method of killing three corpses. If I become cold and emotionless, does that still count me?"
"I feel the same way. I, Kunpeng, can only be me. Anything less will not be me."
"Brother Taoist Brother Ping is really a good Taoist fellow who deserves admiration. I hope he will explore a new path to sainthood soon."
After coming back to their senses, Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng, and Dijun all sighed.
Wang Ping was so happy that he was embarrassed to be told how awesome he was in front of his face.
Coughing slightly to cover up his embarrassment, Wang Ping said: "Master said that there are thousands of roads, and all living beings can follow their own path and explore on their own."
The three of them nodded in agreement, and they were all as excited as if they had been injected with blood.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the Sky Fox Soul Refining Technique."
The voice of the system suddenly remembered and issued a reward for the Kunpeng mission to Wang Ping.
The mission was just to explain the origin of Xuantian's weapon refining method and dispel the doubts in Kunpeng's mind. Apparently, Kunpeng had completely believed what he just said.
Choosing to accept it, a large amount of information poured into his mind and was imprinted in Wang Ping's memory.
After taking a general look, Wang Ping found that it was indeed a technique suitable for the Fox Clan to practice.
After discussing excitedly for a while, Donghuang Taiyi looked into the distance and asked what was going on.
Kunpeng opened his mouth and told Wang Ping all about the artifacts caused by refining weapons, the sentient beings who came for treasures, how to defeat the enemy, and Wang Ping's suggestions just now.
After listening, Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun were overjoyed and expressed their appreciation for Wang Ping.
"As expected of that disciple, he can actually refine treasures that can cause strange phenomena. He is so powerful. Meeting Brother Zhaotian is really a blessing to our demon court and the demon clan."
"Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, just average, far worse than my master."
Wang Ping smiled and waved his hands to humble himself, both of them were him, and no matter who praised him, they would praise him.
Hearing the mention of the real Wang Ping, Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but ask, and proposed that he wanted the real Wang Ping to come to the Demon Court.
He also said that he was willing to establish a demon title to be on an equal footing with him and Emperor Jun.
Wang Ping didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What would Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun think if they knew that the Taoist brother Ping they were looking for had entered the Demon Court.
Although he was a little moved, Wang Ping thought about it and did not choose to reveal his identity.
What a demon king, now a little demon general, pretending to be a pig and eating tigers while doing missions, it's actually not bad.
What's more, even if he is admitted, he must be regarded as a unique existence, on an equal footing with Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun. What these two guys have in mind is really beautiful.
Making an excuse, Wang Ping said that he didn't know where his master was, and gave up Donghuang Taiyi's idea.
In the distance, the recruitment of people in the Demon Court is in full swing. Many people want to join the Demon Court for the sake of treasures.
There are obviously many people from the ethnic groups inside, and some ethnic groups are quite powerful.
There are also some powerful people who work alone. After the inspection, Chang Xi and the others registered them one by one.
Wang Ping walked over, glanced at the crowd, and found that there were many creatures with blood in them, which he needed.
After thinking about it, Wang Ping directly condensed the furnace and began to refine the magic weapon.
This time Wang Ping refined it in batches, refining more than a hundred pieces at one time.
The materials used were all from his own body, and the grade chosen was not too high.
Wang Ping naturally wanted to use these magic weapons to exchange the spiritual blood he needed from these creatures.
