The title of god has come to an end for the time being, and Wang Ping, who has gained a lot, concentrates on practicing.
Unknowingly, after many years, Wang Ping successfully broke through to the fifteenth level of saint.
After finishing practicing, Wang Ping immediately ran to see Fan Xiaotuan, who was still sleeping and didn't seem to wake up.
Wang Ping breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it had something to do with his sleep this time.
"Host, it's time for Your Majesty to leave the seclusion and transform into a Buddha."
The system sound appeared, reminding Wang Pingdao.
Wang Ping glanced at the practicing Taishang and said, "He is practicing, how about I go?"
"Well, it's not impossible. You have the final say in Honghuang now!"
The dumbfounded system said helplessly.
When the saints came to refine the demon pot, they brought all their outstanding disciples.
There are no masters outside the ancient world now.
What's more, even a few saints can't stop Wang Ping. Wang Ping doesn't just do whatever he wants.
Hearing that the system said it was feasible, Wang Ping was pleased to slip out of the demon refining pot and could go on missions again.
After coming out, Wang Ping felt it and found that the spiritual energy of Honghuang was much weaker than that of Fengshen.
In today's prehistoric times, not to mention the human race's cultivation, other people may gradually be unable to practice.
With a flash in his eyes, Wang Ping decided to stabilize the strength of the fifteenth rank after a while, and then go to deal with Hongjun.
When the general masters those methods, Hongjun is still holding the hammer.
I just don’t know what kind of strength Hongjun is now. I think it shouldn’t improve as fast as him.
Before the catastrophe broke out, Hongjun was taken care of to avoid this guy from causing trouble.
His spiritual consciousness swept all the way, and soon Wang Ping found Hangu Pass.
Taishang is the one who left Hangu Pass in the west to transform into a Buddha, so he should go to Hangu Pass.
The Supreme Master rode a green ox west out of Hangu Pass, and his Taoist brother Ping rode a unicorn out of Hangu Pass. It was all right, no problem.
The Qilin is the Mo Qilin that Tongtian gave to Wen Zhong, and Wang Ping borrowed it temporarily.
Riding Qilin, Wang Ping slowly headed to Hangu Pass.
This move is naturally to attract everyone's attention.
Who doesn't know that Qilin is a symbol of auspiciousness? I believe that the news will spread soon and everyone will know about the birth of the saint.
Today's human race is completely unable to practice cultivation. Finding a man riding a unicorn will definitely cause a sensation.
The facts were just as Wang Ping expected. After learning about the situation, the human race was completely shocked.
Emperor Zhou ran out and wanted to invite Wang Ping to the palace as a guest.
Wang Ping naturally refused with a smile. Now he is pretending to be an expert and goes to a hammer palace!
Ignoring everyone, Wang Ping rode Mo Qilin slowly towards Hangu Pass.
In heaven, the Jade Emperor noticed the situation and rubbed his forehead with a headache. Why did the elder brother suddenly appear? What kind of trick is he trying to show off?
But after all, he was his eldest brother, and his strength was so impressive that the Jade Emperor didn't dare to offend him.
After wandering all the way for many days, Wang Ping finally arrived at Hangu Pass.
"I am about to go west. Do you want me to leave anything behind?"
Looking at the people in Hangu Pass looking up at him, Wang Ping pretended to ask.
After hearing Wang Ping's question, many people shouted.
Wang Ping cursed in his heart and ignored everyone's random requests.
He is not a wish-making dragon, and even trivial things are fulfilled for him, so what are he thinking about?
"Everyone be quiet, saint. Can you leave a book?"
At this time, Yin Xi, who was guarding Hangu Pass, came forward.
Wang Ping smiled lightly: "But, do you know my name?"
The stunned people shook their heads one by one, expressing their ignorance.
Wang Ping said: "I am Brother Ping, a saint. If you don't find a painter to leave my figure, I will never appear again."
Everyone was dumbfounded and didn't react for a while.
What and what, this saint, asked them to paint him?
"Painting, it must be painted. Find a painter nearby quickly."
Hearing this, Yin Xi's eyes brightened slightly, but he didn't think anything was wrong.
If it hadn't been for the saint's reminder, he wouldn't have remembered it.
Indeed, they are saints. Once they leave, they don’t know whether they will be able to see them again in their lifetime.
So I can only leave a portrait to remember.
Seeing that Yin Xi was so sensible, Wang Ping nodded with satisfaction.
"The book I preach is the Tao Te Ching. If you study it carefully, you will gain something. Listen carefully."
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. The name can be named, but it is not named. The beginning of the nameless heaven and earth is the mother of all things. Therefore, there is always no desire to observe its wonders, and there is always desire to observe its beauty..."
"Trust words are not good, good words are not true. Good people do not argue, and people who argue are not good... The way of heaven is to benefit without harm; the way of the saint is to do without fighting."
Wang Ping opened his mouth and spoke out the contents of the Tao Te Ching word for word.
In order to show off in front of everyone, Wang Ping used magic power. Every time he said a word, the words would fly out of his mouth and line up in the air.
All the words were in gold, and when Wang Ping finished reading, the sky was golden and filled with shadows of words everywhere.
"Quick, quick, write it down, write it down quickly!"
Yin Xi was anxious and urged the civil servants beside him, fearing that the words in the air would disappear.
Sure enough, he is a saint, with golden words and jade words. This method is beyond the reach of others.
After staying happily for a while and seeing that someone had drawn his portrait, Wang Ping rode Mo Qilin out of Hangu Pass.
As for the words behind him, they did not disappear immediately. They would disappear automatically after three days.
After flying out of everyone's sight, Wang Ping threw Mo Qilin back to the demon refining pot and set off to fly to the west.
With Wang Ping's current speed, he appeared at Lingshan in a short time.
"You have to look more impressive."
Flying over Lingshan Mountain, Wang Ping muttered.
The next moment, Wang Ping created a dazzling light behind his head, wrapped himself in a golden robe, and walked towards Lingshan.
The shocked Buddhas in Lingshan all came out and looked at Wang Ping dumbfounded, wondering what the situation was.
"Uh, Saint Ping?"
A Zhunti and the Buddha who had been left behind to guard the Buddhist door flew out and looked at Wang Ping in confusion.
After giving the visitor a slap on the back of the head, Wang Ping said: "Please call me Brother Ping Buddha from now on!"
"ah?"
Everyone in Lingshan was dumbfounded. Is this going to be their Buddha?
Everyone was dumbfounded. Even if they had opinions in their hearts, how could they dare to speak out.
With this person’s status, if he wants to be their Buddha, then let him be.
As a result, Wang Ping successfully moved into Buddhism and became the Buddha of Buddhism.
"Come, everyone recite to me, Namo Pingge Holy Buddha, then don't recite Amitabha!"
In the Daleiyin Temple, Wang Ping sat high on the lotus platform, looking at the Buddhists standing respectfully on both sides of the temple and said.
The Buddhists, who had headaches, were afraid of being beaten by Wang Ping, so they had to recite depressedly: "Brother Nanwu Ping, Holy Buddha!"
"Eye to foe, from now on recite the Buddha's name like this. If I hear anyone reciting it randomly, I'll see if I can beat you to death."
Listening to the voices recited by everyone, Wang Ping felt a sense of relief in his heart. He grinned silly and happily while not forgetting to threaten everyone in the Buddhist sect.
The miserable Buddhists shook their heads and said they didn't dare.
Even the saints dare not mess with this person. They are so full that they are in trouble.
Why don't you just recite the Buddha's name? With this person's status, this qualification is enough.
