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The sea of bitterness is vast and boundless, and only by turning back can we reach the shore.

On the calm sea level, a breeze blows and sparkles.

The snowflakes fluttered, adding a bit of beauty to the bitter sea.

Mu Bai stood on the blood soul and looked into the distance. In the distance, in addition to the distant sea level, it is the snowflakes that will never stay.

The drowning spirit turtle was still asleep, and she had been asleep since she got a Heavenly Spirit Flower breath, as if this was her cultivation method.

As the blood soul continued to move forward, gradually, it was no longer known where it had reached the bitter sea, and when it looked back, it was no longer the road it had come, let alone the coast where it had been.

Of course, Mu Bai's clone who was moving all the way did not look back, and kept looking into the distance.

He has always believed that the road is under his feet, and as long as he moves forward, he will definitely be able to get out of the sea of suffering and reach the other side.

Time passed day by day, and gradually even Mu Bai's clone didn't know how many years he had been floating on this bitter sea.

In front of him, in addition to the scene that would never change, only the breeze that came from time to time at that time let him know that the blood soul was still moving forward.

Along the way, there was no unimaginable fierce battle, not even a demon beast, a spirit, or any living being.

The bitter sea, except for snowflakes, seems to have nothing left.

Bang!

On this day, as the blood soul was moving forward, a loud noise came from behind.

Hearing the sound, Mu Bai's clone was slightly startled and looked back.

I saw that the originally calm surface of the bitter sea shattered with the sound, and a mountain peak, a strange peak, seemed to extend from the bottom of the sea. In an instant, he was persevered in the sea of suffering.

When Mu Bai's clone saw it back, the blood soul flew back uncontrollably and disappeared into the mountain peak.

Entering the mountain, the vision changes dramatically in an instant, and you can only see the traffic everywhere, high-rise buildings, bright lights, and the breath of modern society is coming.

Once again, the past is in my heart.

Mu Bai's clone stood on the busy street, and he couldn't tell where he was or where he was.

At this moment, he was confused.

How many years, how many days and nights, all the time I don't want to go back to modern society, go back to see my parents, look at my relatives and friends, look at the goddess I once loved the most, look at the dwelling, look at the TV set that let me cross through.

I never thought that I would actually come back, and I happened to return to the city where I was.

Standing in the busy city, Mu Bai jumped physically and mentally, and was extremely excited. With a shout, he pulled out his legs and ran.

"Mu Bai!" Suddenly, an exclamation came out, and then I saw a middle-aged man standing in place in a daze, looking at Mu Bai's clone with tears on his face, his body trembling.

"Mu Bai!" another exclamation came out, and a young girl took lotus steps and came over.

"Mubai, Mubai, Mubai......"

More and more people shouted Mu Bai's name, and more and more familiar people approached Mu Bai.

"Dad, Mom......" Mu Bai stopped running, softly calling these familiar faces in front of him, and approached them step by step.

"Hey, hey......"

Seeing that Mu Bai's clone was about to run into the crowd, there was an anxious shout from the sky.

When this voice came, Mu Bai's clone stopped, glanced at the people in front of him, and suddenly laughed and said, "It's just an illusion, I also want to trap Mu Ye and me!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand towards everyone.

"Son......"

"Mu Bai ......"

For a while, everyone was either screaming or wailing, all shouting for Mu Bai.

However, the doppelganger had already activated the empty path heart, and all the illusions in front of him were shattered, and they disappeared in an instant.

When everything in front of him disappeared, I saw that although he was still standing on the blood soul at this moment, the place where he was no longer above the bitter sea, but in a strange mountain peak.

Beside him, the drowning spirit turtle had already taken on the appearance of a little girl, and was looking at Mu Bai with a nervous face, and when he saw him wake up, he hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

Mu Bai's clone smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to caress the little girl's show, and said gratefully: "Thanks to you for waking me up in time, otherwise I'm afraid I will really get lost in my illusion." When I look back, the past comes to mind. It seems that this is the first difficulty of the bitter sea. ”

"Well, the past is the hardest thing to forget, as long as you look back, it will flood into your heart, who can not be trapped. The girl looked at Mu Bai's clone and muttered to herself, looking at such a young age, but as if she had a lot of past events.

However, according to her age, she can be regarded as having lived for a long time.

Mu Bai's clone smiled slightly, and said, "Yes, the illusion created by others suddenly breaks, but when the illusion in your heart appears, it will be difficult to get out." Drowning Spirit Turtle, fortunately, you helped me this time. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at the little girl and said, "Do you have a name?"

"No, I'm called the Drowning Spirit Turtle. The little girl tilted her head and said with a wink of watery eyes.

"It's not good, it's not good, why don't I call you Xiao Ling'er in the future?" Mu Bai said with a smile.

"Xiao Ling'er, Xiao Ling'er, it's good, it's so good, my name is Xiao Ling'er, my name is Xiao Ling'er, I have a name. Xiao Ling'er jumped up, dancing with excitement on the blood soul.

Seeing the former's appearance, Mu Bai's clone smiled, and couldn't help but think of Sun Wukong's appearance when he first got his name in Journey to the West.

The world of Journey to the West has been gone for many years, and I don't know what the story scene there has been. Has Sun Wukong begun to embark on the road of learning scriptures? Will he still remember himself as a Muye?

This world, no matter what, will have to find a way to re-enter it in the future.

Not for anything else, just for the promise of color beads!

"Thank you, childe. Xiao Ling'er bowed.

Mu Bai's clone waved his hand, didn't say anything more, and looked up in all directions.

In the eye, the mountain peaks are tall, the green trees are shady, and the magic is that under each green tree, there are many living beings kneeling, or human race, or demon race, or spirit race.

On the top of the mountain, an ancient statue of the Buddha stands proudly, the Buddha looks solemn, but the eyes give people a sense of evil.

Wisps of light with a faint white light emerged from the heads of the creatures who knelt down to the green trees, slowly rose into the air, and finally fell into the giant palm of the Buddha and disappeared.

"The Power of Faith!"

Seeing such a scene, Mu Bai's clone exclaimed in surprise, and suddenly it became that this mountain peak emerging from the ancient sea was definitely not simple. And the Buddha on the top of the mountain is no ordinary statue.

Could it be that in this sea of suffering, there are really monks who practice Buddhism?

Buddha cultivation, a unique category in the world of cultivating immortals, among them are human races, there are demon races, and even demon races enter it and become Buddha cultivators.

The Buddhas spent their whole lives cultivating, although they both pursued the Great Dao, but what they cultivated was the body of the Buddha, and what they cultivated was the Nine Consciousness of Amara.

The ultimate goal of these monks is the same as that of immortal cultivators, to obtain the Great Dao. It's just that the method they preach is different from the method of beheading three corpses such as Mu Bai and others, and they follow the path of cultivating great merits like Nuwa.

However, for hundreds of millions of years, from the Nine Heavens to the Nine Shadows, there is only one person who has achieved great merit and success, and that is Nuwa.

There are many ways to attain sanctification, and how to choose is the choice of each monk who has reached that realm, and no one can control them.

Certainly, those who can reach that realm, no matter which one of them moves, can destroy a world.

Once, Mu Bai devoured the power of faith, but the way he cultivated was the way of beheading three corpses to prove the sainthood, and he could be said to be disdainful of this path of merit. But since Hushan and his party were able to witness the small world in the statue of Nuwa, they knew that this kind of meritorious enlightenment was also extremely powerful.

What's more, whether he chooses this method or not, he knows that this is an excellent way to improve his cultivation.

Just imagine, if you have thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of living beings centered on you, thinking that you are the Lord, believing in you, praying and worshiping for you every day, exuding a large amount of faith power, and being collected by you one by one.

Such benefits are naturally self-evident.

As far as Mu Bai is concerned, as long as he can truly collect the power of these beliefs, he can transform it into his bloodline with the Chaos Sutra Rebellion Technique, strengthen his physical body, and increase his cultivation.

In other words, as long as you can obtain this kind of cultivation, even if you don't cultivate, your cultivation will continue to grow.

Thinking of this, Mu Bai's clone took a deep breath, his heartbeat increased, and he muttered: "Where is this crisis place, it is obviously to send Mu Ye and me an opportunity." Haha, I once failed to comprehend the technique in the Ancestral Fox Palace, and today I Mubai will comprehend this technique thoroughly in order to cultivate the power of my faith. ”

As soon as the words fell, as soon as he stepped down the blood soul, he walked towards the statue that traveled to the mountain peak.

The mountains and forests are long, and the breeze is light. The leaves snorted softly, and the creatures were extremely religious, kneeling and chanting.

Mu Bai's clone flew over them with a blood soul, sensing the piety of the creatures, and his heart was extremely refreshed.

It was as if the creatures were praying for him.

The power of faith rose into the air, slowly merging into the palm of the Buddha's statue, and eventually disappeared without a trace, and there was no place to go.

The blood soul rose sharply and flew quickly towards the Buddha at the top of the mountain.

However, at the top of the mountain that seemed to be close at hand, after the blood soul flew for a long time, it was still the same distance as it was originally.

Gradually, Mu Bai's clone appeared that something was wrong. The statue of the Buddha looked like it was on the top of the mountain, but it was out of reach.

In other words, the statue of the Buddha is not here at all!

If not here, where is it?

Is it above the Buddha realm? Or is it the Dharma body outside the body of the powerful Buddha, or the shadow of the Buddha form of the powerful Buddha?

If you can't reach it, how can you comprehend this way of gaining the power of faith?

Mu Bai's doppelganger stopped the blood soul and let it float in the air, looking at the statue of the Buddha that was close at hand, but could not be approached, his mind turned, thinking about everything about the Buddha recorded in the modern society and in the ancient books of the Grandma Cave Mansion.

In his opinion, since the statue was here, it must not be reached. It's just that you have to find the right way.