Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

Chang Ming's brows slightly raised, is this the enemy chosen by the Heavenly Mechanism Skill for him?

A sickly person?

"Heavenly Mechanism Realm's Chang Ming, I do not kill those without fame, state your name." Chang Ming said with an indifferent smile, holding the winning ticket.

The young man opposite him had a pale face, seemingly suffering from a serious illness, he lightly coughed a few times, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Upon hearing the three words 'Heavenly Mechanism Realm', his expression turned somewhat strange.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a gentle smile:

"Ji Family, Ji Anquan."

The surname Ji? Chang Ming slightly frowned, an ominous surname...

Then, Chang Ming heard the person in front of him add:

"Family ancestor, Ji Tianxing."

Chang Ming's expression suddenly changed.

...

Nine States, Spirit Realm.

Those powerhouses who had been following Ji Anquan fell into silence at this moment.

"Ji Tianxing..."

Someone murmured, their eyes eerily fixed on Ji Anquan reflected in the water curtain image, suddenly feeling that the young man from the Heavenly Mechanism Realm was actually quite pleasing to the eye.

"That scoundrel has done all kinds of evil, yet he still has descendants? It shows how unjust the Heavenly Dao is!"

"Humph, let this old man not encounter this child, directly strangle him to eliminate harm for the people!"

Someone sighed, "Let's all think positively; he is now considered part of our camp. If I'm not mistaken, that kid at a critical moment, at some cost, altered part of this Heavenly Mechanism Skill."

"What effect will it have?"

"That depends on what the original effect of this Heavenly Mechanism Skill was, with the key parts deleted, there is a high probability that it will be opposite to, or conflicting with, the original effect."

"Indeed, a descendant of that scoundrel, most skilled in the technique of using softness to overcome hardness!"

"Let's not focus on this child anymore, shift to another. What about that young man who was walking in front of everyone earlier?"

"That kid seems a bit off, is he a disciple of Gu Tatian's martial brother?"

As the content on the water curtain image changed.

Under the blood-red sky, a figure stood tall like an insurmountable mountain, as steadfast as a pillar in the torrential Ancient Flow.

After truly hearing that young man's wild words.

Even the strong present could not help being momentarily dazed, unanimously turning to look at Gu Tatian, eventually believing that this child was indeed Gu Tatian's disciple.

A lineage that condescends to none!

And in everyone's eyes, Gu Tatian was extremely rare in showing a smile, then he laughed heartily, his voice carrying across ten thousand miles.

...

This place is the ancient battlefield, the dark red firmament seemed stained with the blood of gods and demons, the broken sun forever fixed on the sky.

Ji Jingqiu withdrew his gaze and looked forward.

Standing in front of him was a bald man holding a string of Buddhist beads, exceptionally tall, eyes slightly drooping, looking down at him, his gaze as if viewing an easy prey he could manipulate at will.

Seeing Ji Jingqiu's gaze, the bald man bared his teeth and sneered:

"You must be this generation's successor of the Floating Lineage, surrender the inheritance, and I'll grant you a quick end."

Ji Jingqiu scrutinized the person before him.

The man seemingly possessed the transmitted skills of the Floating Lineage, likely part of the inheritance plundered by the enemy when Emperor Heaven was overthrown.

He sighed, using the techniques of Emperor Heaven to train disciples, then sending them into the Ancient Road to compete for the inheritance, such means...

Truly despicable.

He looked indifferently at the bald man, taking a step forward.

The bald man's eyes sharply focused, he had been cautious of Ji Jingqiu, deeply understanding the principle of the lion fighting the rabbit.

At this moment, his body swirled with dark golden light, deep Zen hidden, emitting a glassy luster, evolving the Undying Golden Body of the Floating Temple!

But unexpectedly, Ji Jingqiu's figure vanished from his sight in a blink, which shocked him, the opponent's speed far exceeded his expectations.

Wasn't it said that the Heavenly Mechanism Skill would choose the most suitable, highest winning probability enemy for them?!

The next moment, he felt the world spinning, bewildered, a hand appearing to press down from the heavens, its fingers white and slender, unlike those of a Martial Artist, yet capable of easily destroying his golden body defenses!

This palm carried both the serenity of Zen and the sense of stern killing, two seemingly contradictory moods, yet at this moment perfectly harmonized and united, internally and externally aligned, as if even Buddha had his Vajra Angry Face! If you're not on M*VLEM*PYR, you're viewing a copy.

"Being of the Floating Lineage, why do you not bow upon seeing me?"

His ears echoed with a grand, indifferent questioning.

He finally struggled out of the mental disturbance, bellowed angrily, but was completely crushed by one palm, his heart shattered, after decades of hard training, his Immortal Golden Body was like thin paper against his opponent!

With a thunderous trembling beneath his feet, his legs uncontrollably knelt down, chilling white bones piercing through his skin, the sound of cracking bones extremely eerie.

Under this palm, he had no strength left to struggle, life ceased, knees hitting the ground, bowing in that posture.

Not bowing to Ji Jingqiu, but to the Emperor Ancient Road, to the Floating Lineage!

Ji Jingqiu did not look back at the man's corpse, stepping forward calmly and serenely, his demeanor vastly different from the thunderous strike shown earlier, appearing very peaceful.

He raised his head looking forward.

A purple-haired man, his expression stern, cradling a sword in his arms, a faint sharpness locking onto Ji Jingqiu.

On the other side, a woman, her skin radiant with Divine Light, stood there, multiple Divine Rings revolving around her, enveloping her within, untainted and commanding, bearing a transcendent air.

He asked with a smile, "Not running away?"

With no regard for others.