Dolls

Author: Hungry Disaster

Dolls

"Junior brother."

Seeing with his own eyes that his junior brother, who had been with him for countless years and was closer than his own brother, was sacrificed alive by Hongjun, Amitabha couldn't help roaring.

Although the Hunyuan essence of Chunti Buddha Mother is still there and can still be reborn, she died once after all. The strong impact on the soul makes it difficult for Amitabha's pure and flawless Buddha's heart to remain calm.

As the mind undergoes violent fluctuations, the immortal golden body of the Buddha shines brightly, with a faint tendency to break free from the shackles of the strange chains.

"Don't be anxious, it will be your turn soon."

Amitabha's anger fell into Hongjun's eyes, but he was dismissive.

His mind is ruthless to the extreme, and the birth and death of all things are not taken seriously. In His opinion, the brotherhood between Amitabha and Chunti Buddha is even more worthless.

The Moral God is too merciless and looks at everything in the world from a dull perspective, while Hongjun is too ruthless. Everything is just his pawn, and even he himself is not spared in pursuit of the illusory "truth".

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The ultimate form of ruthlessness is being ruthless to oneself.

The purple bamboo stick was thrown out like a fishing rod, and the power of Hunyuan Dao turned into silk thread, tied up Amitabha, and then threw it into the black and white light ball.

Hongjun's face, mind, and will have all reached an absolutely ruthless state. As long as he can achieve his ultimate goal, he will not hesitate at all no matter who he sacrifices.

Da Tianzun, Queen Mother of the West, Zhen Yuanzi, Minghe, Kunpeng, Confucius, First Emperor, Nuwa Empress, and the three emperors of the human race.

None of the most powerful Hunyuan men escaped Hongjun's murderous hand. Their great power was suppressed and imprisoned. Even if they had the will to fight for a way out, they had no strength to resist.

Before being sacrificed, all the powerful Hunyuan warriors struggled hard, but it was all in vain and a waste of energy. The strange chains rooted deep in their avenues were too unsolvable and impossible to break in a short time.

Many great powers and powerful Hunyuan warriors were all sacrificed by Hongjun, but even so, the black and white ball of light still did not reach its limit, and was always a little short of it.

Hongjun was puzzled by the imperfections that were so small that they were almost imperceptible.

"how so?"

His eyes were shining with purple light, and he used his Dharma eyes to look at every inch of the black and white light ball, intending to find out the crux.

But after watching and watching, my mind was like a fast-moving wheel of heaven, constantly deducing where the changes would occur?

Normally, after sacrificing many great powers, as well as a group of Hunyuan's most powerful people, and using more than 90% of the powerful people in the world as nourishment, the black and white light ball must be able to reach the limit, but why is it a little short of it?

Never achieve perfection?

Hongjun, who had planned for eternity, calculated in the heavens, and never failed, was confused for the first time. No matter how he observed and deduced, he could not find the reason why the black and white light ball did not reach the limit.

"You are missing one most crucial thing."

Just when Hongjun was racking his brains and almost going crazy, the Huangtian clan, who was fighting Houtu across the river of time, arrived at some unknown time and stood behind Hongjun and said calmly.

Next to Huang Tianshi, Hou Tu looked sluggish, and his whole body was sealed and imprisoned. He was tricked by Huang Tianshi and was defeated by Huang Tianshi.

When he heard that Huang Tianshi knew the reason why the black and white light ball was not perfect, Hongjun was immediately excited, as if he saw a ray of light in the endless darkness, and couldn't wait to ask: "What is the reason?"

Huang Tianshi glanced at the black and white light ball and said: "Sacrifice countless powerful people to cultivate this object, so that the power of this object can reach its limit. Your idea is right, but you have overlooked one point."

"The ways of many powerful beings are not the same. No matter how much this thing devours and melts them, there will always be a trace of disharmony, making it difficult to truly reach perfection and reach the ultimate state."

"In order to achieve the ultimate goal of this thing, it is necessary to resolve the conflicts between the many avenues and make them unified and harmonious."

After being prompted by Huang Tianshi, Hongjun suddenly realized: "That's it."

The reason why the black and white light ball was not perfect was because too many powerful people were sacrificed, which caused disharmony. He should have thought of it earlier, but he just focused all his attention on the black and white light ball, so that he ignored some

critical question.

Randomly casting indifferent eyes on Hou Tu, the key to solving the problem of disharmony lies in Hou Tu.

Houtu is in charge of reincarnation, and the power of reincarnation encompasses all things and can best balance the conflicts among all things. If Houtu is sacrificed, the black and white ball of light will be perfected.

The fierce light in his eyes flashed away, and he looked at Huang Tianshi again: "What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

Houtu was defeated by the Huangtian clan. How to deal with it depends on what the Huangtian clan meant.

The largest gangster in prehistory and the second largest gangster in prehistory are of course colluding, but no matter how close the relationship is, he cannot make decisions on his own.

Even if they are brothers, they are clearly settling their scores, not to mention that they are two big gangsters who have been running rampant for eternity. If they don't go their way at all, they will immediately turn against each other.

The "truth" is not far away from him, and Hongjun does not want to turn against the Huangtian clan because of mishandling a trivial matter.

He had already sacrificed too much in pursuit of the "truth" and could not fall short at the most critical moment.

"what ever."

Looking directly into Hongjun's fiery and eager eyes, Huang Tianshi said indifferently.

Hongjun longs to see the "truth", and so does he.

Like a marionette on a string of fate, who is controlling it? This is what both he and Hongjun want to know.

The most intolerable thing for existences like theirs, which have such a deep city and eternal pressure, is that there is a pair of big black hands behind them pushing the wheel of fate.

They are the big black hands that promote the operation and development of the heavens, and behind them, there is a pair of invisible big black hands that control their actions. This kind of game, which is almost like a wireless matryoshka doll, is really weird.

Fun.

Neither Hongjun nor Huangtianshi liked it very much.

We are all born free, no one dares to be superior.

They control the fate of others and enjoy the solemn pleasure, but when the fate of being controlled falls on themselves, they cannot accept it.

Therefore, they must see the "truth" clearly, find out the mastermind behind the scenes, and then kill that person, so that they can be free and self-centered for eternity.

"asshole."

Seeing the two gangsters Hongjun and Huang Tianshi chatting and laughing happily, the ancestor of Qiankun, who was bound by a strange chain, almost became so angry that he vomited blood.

I think back then, He did not hesitate to put down the dignity of the ancient power to kneel down and lick Hongjun, but in the end, Hongjun was tricked and died tragically at the hands of Luo Hou.

But the Huangtian clan can cooperate with Hongjun and make Hongjun give in. Why is this?

Why does Hongjun treat him and Huang Tianshi so differently as they are both traveling together?

As if aware of the dissatisfaction of Patriarch Qiankun, Hongjun turned around and glanced indifferently, shaking his head unconsciously.

Such a mind cannot be put to great use.

In the beginning, even though Hongjun discovered that the ancestors of Qiankun and Qiankun were colleagues, he never had any thoughts of scheming against the ancestors of Qiankun, and even had the idea of ​​​​cooperating with each other.

Peers are enemies, but as long as there is no conflict of interest, peers can also be excellent partners.

However, as he gained a deeper understanding of the Qiankun Patriarch, Hongjun gave up the idea of ​​cooperating with the Qiankun Patriarch until he plotted his death.

Even though Patriarch Qiankun has become a great power, he still has some of the servility in his bones when he was a mortal. He doesn't want to improve himself, but wants to kneel down and lick Hongjun and rely on Hongjun to survive the great catastrophe of ancient immortals and demons.

This is exactly what Hongjun doesn't like. What Hongjun needs is an ally who can help him achieve great things, not a licking dog with a somewhat slavish mindset.

Compared with the ancestors of Qiankun, the Huangtian clan is the best partner. They are ruthless and deep, and they are much stronger than the ancestors of Qiankun.
Chapter completed!