117, Jin Cicada and Bajie (thank you for the 10,000-point reward with a white face and not a black face)

Looking at the moonlight here, the black and gray smoke that flew towards him disappeared in these moonlight, and Tan Mo couldn't help but fall into silence.

After a few moments, he sat down cross-legged.

"I don't know who you are, whether it's my worst evil side, or if it's the real me, but you died because of me, and I should recite this Sutra of Death for you."

Tan Mo began to chant the scriptures.

After reading the scriptures again, Tan Mo's mood was extremely complicated. He originally went to ask for an inheritance, thinking that it was a chance, and he thought it would be a disaster, but he also took this opportunity to get a glimpse of this corner of the world.

In this world, whether it is the Eagle Sorrow Stream, or the world outside the chain, the Immortal Buddha may no longer exist.

The Lotus Ancient Buddha is dead, and only the remnant soul is left to turn into a inheritance, continuing the final path of cultivation.

Tan Mo didn't have the heart to explore what was going on in this world, so he was thinking too much, after all, in this life, life expectancy is limited, and it will not become one, and after a hundred years, it will be a piece of loess.

Unless he swallows the Dragon Ball and lives forever, these things have nothing to do with him in any way.

However, how easy is this Dragon Ball to obtain?

The white dragon was killed, the dragon ball remained in the dragon palace, and the soul of that dragon was probably also there. And judging from the situation in this world, even if the soul of that white dragon is not dead, it is also a level of the King of Ominous.

Besides, can you believe the words of this ancient lotus Buddha?

Tan Mo couldn't help but sigh lightly, and he almost survived, making him cautious again.

Originally, because of the self-generation of blood, the ability to resist things was played out in his hands, and Tan Mo was indeed a little floating.

Tan Mo took off his robe from himself, so as to avoid some reactions after being exposed to the moonlight again, and being pulled into the inheritance of the Lotus Ancient Buddha. And at this time, as the robe was taken off from his body, Tan Mo suddenly made a discovery.

He saw that there was a scripture on this robe.

looked at it, and inadvertently, Tan Mo read it out:

"Kill with one abstinence."

"Erjie steals."

"Three precepts from adultery."

"The Four Commandments."

"Five precepts for drinking."

"Six rings of Xianghua."

"Seven precepts sit on a tall bed."

"The Eight Precepts are not timeless."

"This is the Eight Precepts of Buddhism?" Tan Mo was stunned for a moment, and at this time, because he read the scriptures, his spirit was suddenly in a trance, and in a trance, Tan Mo saw a picture.

A monk whose face could not be seen clearly gave a lecture to an ugly-looking man in the midst of green mountains and green waters.

Miraculously, the scripture was clearly audible.

This scripture is the cicada metamorphosis scripture, also known as the mortal metamorphosis scripture. There are ninefold realms, and those who shed the ninefold can soar up to 90,000 miles and realize Bodhi. This is the poor monk's practice in his previous life, and it will be passed on to you at this time, and I hope that you will practice for a good life, and don't be greedy for glory and beauty. ”

When the sound fell, Tan Mo was shocked, and then he came to his senses, he found that around him, he had indeed not moved, and he was still in the wing, and in terms of time, only a few breaths had passed.

Yet in his mind, a scripture appeared clearly.

The cicada metamorphosis is also known as the mortal metamorphosis.

"This scripture ......" Tan Mo looked incredulous, the cultivation of this scripture does not require any talent and spiritual root at all, any mortal has already practiced.

"Such scriptures, if they circulate......" Tan Mo couldn't help but think of it, but then he shuddered.

If this Cicada Molosis Sutra spreads, although it is one thing whether or not it can be successfully cultivated, this scripture is a terrible impact on the current spiritual world.

It can directly break the pattern of the family's bloodline inheritance.

At that time, Tan Mo didn't think that he would be regarded as a big hero in the spiritual realm because of this, and it was estimated that the possibility of being frustrated was higher.

"Then, it's better to make a fortune in silence."

Thinking of this, Tan Mo decided that only he knew that if he could cultivate to the realm of his master, Da Mo Seng during his lifetime, then he would be qualified to spread this cicada metamorphosis scripture.

Tan Mo did not practice immediately, but carefully put away the robe, and then lay down to sleep.

It's not that he's too sleepy, but the practice of this cicada metamorphosis doesn't need to meditate and practice qi, but only needs to recite the scriptures silently and observe the daily "eight precepts", which can increase a layer of skill.

Of course, this is based on the premise of being able to practice the cicada sutra successfully.

Therefore, in order to succeed in his cultivation, Tan Mo decided to get up early tomorrow and take care of it before practicing.

There was nothing to do all night, and after Tan Mo got up, he didn't punch and chant the scriptures as usual, but went to find Zhixing, but this guy didn't get up yet, but he met the notice who convened his fellow Taoists yesterday.

"Senior Brother Ming Wuyan." Zhihui greeted with a smile.

"I've seen it, I've informed my brother."

"Senior brother came to find Zhixing, but is there something?"

"The little monk wants to ask Senior Brother Zhixing what to do before the Buddha in Wenqing Temple, and the little monk wants to pay homage to the Buddha."

"Just be sincere. But there are really some other rules in the temple, since you asked, junior brother, I will tell you. So, the notice went through the details.

After listening, Tan Mo thanked him sincerely, and then separated from the informant, he returned to his room, and then concentrated his thoughts.

Soon, the pattern in the field of vision reacted.

Sincere prayer + incense bathing + chanting the eight precepts, the success rate of practicing cicada metamorphosis is +50%.

Tan Mo couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Only a fifty percent success rate?"

In his eyes, if the success rate is less than 100%, even if it is 99%, it will be a failure in the end. This 50% success rate is simply an indication that you will eventually fail in your practice.

Tan Mo had to let go of not practicing first, the practice of the cicada metamorphosis is not a dead end, once the practice is successful, the cultivation is growing every day, and if it is not successful, then it will never be able to enter the door.

Tan Mo felt that he needed a chance.

But now there is a more important matter, he has to go out to find his senior brother's friends in Tongwen County.

He wanted to go back to the Lotus Temple and tell his senior brother about the Fang family.

The old Taoist priest surnamed Fang is still in the Lotus Temple, if he dies, it's okay, if he doesn't die, Tan Mo has a hunch that this old Taoist priest is probably going to take the opportunity to make trouble.

In Wenqing Temple, I solemnly saluted the Buddha, after all, there are words first, and I do a full set of plays. Tan Mo walked out of the temple gate and walked according to the place his senior brother said.

On the streets of Tongwen County, there are many people coming and going, but there is also a smell of cow and horse dung.

Horse-drawn carts and ox-carts shuttled back and forth.

There are also people who travel by rickshaw, these are rich and noble families.

Tan Mo walked forward, passed by a butcher stall, and happened to catch a glimpse of a pig's head being hung up by a butcher. This pig is thin and not big, and the pig's head is naturally not big.

Tan Mo didn't care, but the pattern in his field of vision suddenly reacted.

Eat a pig's head, and the success rate of cultivating cicadas is +100%.

Tan Mo: "......"

Eating a pig's head?

+100% success rate?

He blinked, what the hell happened back then?

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