Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Monk Nianhua himself understood the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and could appreciate the huge gap like a gulf between the living souls in the world and the undead in the underworld better than others.

This is not something talent can make up for.

This is the essential difference between the life of the living soul and the undead.

Even he, who is known as the most sacred monk since the 300th century of Buddhism, had to give up the other five realms of enlightenment and concentrate on the realm of the underworld for the sake of the great fight for the flower of the other side.

This is what led to today's achievements.

But now, there is actually a second soul living in the world who can be promoted to the leader level in the Great Battle of Flowers of the Other Side. It is really incredible.

The state of mind that was originally unmoved by external objects began to waver, and I felt the urge to explore something.

"Amitabha……"

Monk Nianhua chanted the Buddha's name, but ultimately did not go.

In this flower competition, he came with the mission of Buddhism and must pick a flower.

Until then, it’s better to do less than to do more.

"If you really have such a talent, then you and I will definitely meet one day... Amitabha..."

Monk Nianhua clasped his hands together and walked away slowly.

…

"Do it!"

Thirteen flower pickers from the underworld killed Han Yang without hesitation.

They will never wait for Han Yang to be promoted before taking action.

If Han Yang is allowed to complete the promotion and pass the first level by luck, it will be a shame for all the undead in the underworld.

The flower competition is a grand event in the underworld.

These souls from the world are here to join in the fun.

With this in mind, the underworld flower pickers who were originally hostile to each other and should be fighting each other actually all attacked Han Yang.

boom!

As soon as the thirteen people approached Han Yang, a flower from the other side rose up inside Han Yang.

It's just a flower from the other side, and it can even barely wrap Han Yang in it.

But for Han Yang at this time, it was enough.

Boom boom boom!

Thirteen attacks landed on Bianhua Flower, but failed to break Bianhua Flower's defense.

The thirteen flower pickers from the underworld looked surprised.

Eight of them are at the leader level, and the other five are also at the pinnacle of power.

But at this time, even the defense of the living soul in the world could not be broken.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

In the end, one of them suggested: "Since we can't hurt him, then destroy his promotion and never let him be promoted to the leader level!"

Just being a high-ranking powerful person can easily block their attacks. If he is promoted to the leader level, wouldn't he be half as powerful as him?

The thirteen people had no idea how powerful Han Yang was, and they still hoped to prevent Han Yang from being promoted and wait for the other underworld flower pickers to eradicate this scourge!

So, all thirteen people sat cross-legged and began to comprehend the seven postures of the other shore.

Fourteen levels of fluctuation rippled in the small space, and the rules suddenly became blurred and chaotic.

As a result, it is almost impossible to realize promotion.

Many of the thirteen people showed gloating smiles.

So what if you can block their attack? Doesn't promotion end in failure?

But soon, their smiles slowly stiffened.

Han Yang's promotion process was actually not interrupted.

As if the Higanbana rules that the thirteen of them understood did not exist, Han Yang continued to improve his realm.

"How is this possible...the rules are so confusing, and he can still be promoted?"

The shock brought by this move shocked the thirteen people even more than the previous defense.

Little did they know that Han Yang was the sixth war god and had been promoted on the battlefield many times.

On the battlefield, the rules are chaotic, and tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of powerful people of the same level are disturbing the rules.

In that kind of chaos, Han Yang was able to advance to the next level. The destructive actions of the thirteen of them were nothing more than a breeze in Han Yang's eyes.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Sounds broke through the air.

More than ten flower pickers from the underworld appeared.

When they saw the thirteen people in front of them actually sitting cross-legged next to Han Yang, comprehending the Seven Postures of the Other Shore, they all frowned in confusion.

Flower pickers are all competitors.

They don't care what those thirteen people are up to.

Boom boom boom!

Later, more than ten people took action at the same time, covering Han Yang and the thirteen people in the attack.

"asshole!"

"You deserve to die!"

Han Yang's Bianhuahua was successfully protected again, and these people failed to cause any harm to Han Yang.

On the contrary, the thirteen people in front were bombarded to the extreme.

Many people were even seriously injured without warning.

"You couldn't break through his defense?"

The next person who came later finally showed a look of shock.

Someone among the thirteen people cursed: "Otherwise, why do you think we would find another way to disrupt the rules of heaven and earth to undermine this person's promotion? You idiots who fail to succeed but fail!"

Later, everyone's face twitched.

Previously, they thought that the thirteen people were just fooling around.

I didn't expect that there was such a secret.

Later, one of the people walked out and said with a smile: "How about we join forces and attack with twenty-nine people in formation, we should be able to break through his defense..."

The thirteen people said nothing and lacked interest.

At this moment, a sneer sounded.

"There are finally a few smart people in the underworld, and they are not all ignorant fools!"

A black robe emerged.

He is actually a flower picker from the Eighteen Hells.

He glanced at everyone present sarcastically and said disdainfully: "You can't even see the difference between yourself and that person, and you still want to break through the defense? What a wishful thinking!"

"you!"

Everyone was angry, but they didn't dare to retort.

People in the Eighteen Hells are superior to others.

If you offend that person here, you might take revenge outside.

Although the underworld is vast, it may not be possible to encounter it.

But one thing less is worse than one thing more.

If it's for the flower of the other side, it's okay to fight each other.

There is no need to offend people just because of a dispute over words.

For a moment, all the undead spirits present were speechless.

The flower pickers from the Eighteen Hells no longer had any interest in continuing to mock these weaklings, and smiled in a certain direction: "Since you are all here, why don't you show up to meet us? Do you still want to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and wait for these idiots to break through? Human defense?”

Following this person's words, figures walked out of the deserted sand.

Everyone is wearing a black robe.

The third hell!

The eighth hell!

The tenth hell!

Fifteen hells!

A total of eleven people walked out, and they actually came from the five hells!

The management of the Eighteen Hells is strict, and not just cats and dogs can participate in the fight for the flowers of the other side.

In each hell, there are only 10,000 people who are qualified to participate in the Flower of the Other Side competition.

Even though this number seems huge, when placed in the Eighteen Hells with a population of hundreds of millions and almost countless people, this number is very terrifying.

This means that these 10,000 people are the top 10,000 young people in the Eighteen Hells!

If placed in the God Realm, they would definitely be peerless experts at the level of the Great Dao Ranking!

In other words, among the ten thousand people in each hell, no one is weak!

At this time, eleven people arrived, instantly putting huge pressure on all the undead present.

Some people have even begun to retreat when they see that the situation is not going well.

They don't want to be part of someone else's embarrassment.

And these eleven people didn't bother to pay attention to the fleeing undead.

They only pay attention to Han Yang.

"It's not that little monk!"

"I didn't expect there was a second interesting little guy in the world!"

"Let's join forces and tear this guy apart! It's best to crush his soul! Let him fall into hell forever and never be able to return to the earth!"

The eleven flower pickers from the Eighteen Hells have undisguised malice on their faces.