I saw that in the tower, it was a golden splendor.

Leaning against the wall, there are rows of golden wooden shelves on which various books are placed. Layer by layer, pile by pile, there are many quantities.

On the inner wall of the tower, as well as on the top of the wall, there are carved portraits of Buddha or Bodhisattva, and a strong Buddhist atmosphere immediately comes to the face.

Dongfang Mo hesitated for a while, but finally stepped into it. Then the door behind him quietly closed.

At this time, his divine consciousness subconsciously probed open, and found that there was a layer of prohibition inside the tower, so that his divine consciousness could not spread out, and no one else wanted to use his divine sense to see the internal situation from the outside. He nodded in satisfaction.

And when he saw the flickering layer of spiritual light on the surface of the wall, he also deduced that there was a strong prohibition here, needless to say, he also knew that the tower's defense power was amazing.

At this time, Dongfang Mo casually came to a row of wooden shelves, picked up a bundle of bamboo slips on it, and then slowly opened it.

After inspecting it, he wrapped the bamboo slip and put it back in its place.

The bamboo slips describe a Buddhist story about a monk cutting meat to feed an eagle.

Then he picked up another paper book and opened it page by page.

But after a while, he put it down again with an indifferent look of interest, and picked up another book to look at.

Next, as he continued to flip through the pages, he found that these classics on the wooden frame described some Buddhist anecdotes, not any exercises and experiences.

Come to think of it, Buddhism is not so generous as to open the door to the Dharma books for these people. Although it is said that they are related to Buddhism, in the final analysis, they are outsiders, unless they are willing to join Buddhism.

After a long time, Dongfang Mo came to the middle of the tower, sat cross-legged on a yellow futon, and turned to hold his chin and fall into deep thought.

Now he has successfully climbed the city on the back of the Kun Beast, but the old storytelling has always weighed on his heart, making him feel heavy.

Dongfang Mo wanted to take out the bone tooth and ask one or two, but after looking around, he still gave up this idea for the time being. After all, he didn't know if there were any prohibitions where he could peep. Although this possibility is relatively small, it still has to be guarded against.

After a while, he got up, pushed open the gate, and stepped out of the tower.

At the same time, Monk Moche, who was standing outside the door, also turned around, looked at Dongfang Mo and said, "Donor, I don't know what to order." ”

"Master Moche, I don't know if I can come in and talk about it!" Dongfang Mo said with a smile.

"Amitabha, naturally." Monk Moche nodded.

"Please!"

So Dongfang Mo stretched out his hand and introduced this person into the tower, which closed the stone gate.

After a short while, the two sat down cross-legged. I only listened to Dongfang Modao: "Master Moche, I don't know if I can tell the poor Dao about it, is there anything special about this city on the back of the Kun Beast." ”

"Donor, there's nothing special about this city." Moche said.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo's expression twitched, and then he said, "Then when will I leave for Daxitian." ”

"In three years, the Kun Beast will set off from this place, and after crossing to the open void, Venerable Wuxiao will directly open the door of space and go to the Great Western Heaven."

"Oh?" Dongfang Mo was surprised, "So in three years, I will be able to rush to Daxitian." ”

"No, no, after coming out of the other end of the space gate, the Kun beast will have to fly for more than thirty years before it can reach the realm of my Great Western Heaven."

"More than thirty years? Here's why. Dongfang Mo was puzzled.

"Because I can't open the door of space within the realm of the Great Western Heaven."

"I see." Dongfang Mo nodded.

At this time, he seemed to think of something, looked at this person and continued to ask, "The Venerable Wuxiao in the master's mouth should also be in this city." ”

"Yes." Monk Moche nodded.

"I don't know where that Venerable Wuxiao is now." Dongfang Mo asked again.

He originally thought that even if Monk Moche wanted to tell him, he would ask more, but he didn't expect that as soon as his words fell, he listened to this person: "Venerable Wuxiao is in the stone pagoda behind the benefactor. ”

"You mean ......"

Dongfang Mo suddenly remembered the stone tower more than twenty zhang high behind the golden tower where he was, and then he subconsciously glanced behind him. Unexpectedly, the half-ancestor realm monk of the Buddha Gate was actually in the stone pagoda behind him.

Thinking of this, he was overjoyed, and then looked at Monk Moche and said, "Master, this city should strictly prohibit fighting." ”

"Yes." Monk Moche nodded again.

"That'...... If it's a high-ranking monk. Dongfang Mo asked tentatively.

"My Buddha treats everyone equally." Don't be a monk.

At this time, Dongfang Mo shook his head, "No, the high-level cultivators mentioned by the poor Dao refer to the cultivators of the Half-Ancestor Realm. Could it be that this kind of person is also strictly forbidden to fight? ”

This time, Monk Moche showed a rare look of strangeness in his eyes, and then said, "My Buddha treats everyone equally. ”

"What will the privateers do with it?"

"It's up to my senior brothers who are in charge of the criminal law in the Buddhist sect."

"Criminal Law ......" Dongfang Mo muttered, it is said that the Buddha sat down one of the three major monk kings, Dharma King, is the highest criminal law authority in Buddhism.

At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The Venerable Wuxiao of the Buddha Gate was behind him, and he knew from the mouth of Monk Moche that even if he was a monk of the Half-Ancestor Realm, he would definitely not be allowed to make a second in this place. Then his safety on this trip can be regarded as a great guarantee.

And after going to the Great West Heaven, during the Buddhist ceremony, I am afraid that no one dares not to give face to the Buddha, and no one dares to touch him.

"By the way, Master, the prohibition in this tower should be able to prevent others from prying eyes."

At this time, Dongfang Mo asked again.

"Yes!" Don't be a monk.

Next, Dongfang Mo asked many questions he wanted to know.

And the monk must not answer all his questions and have nothing to hide.

"By the way, master, can you do the poor Dao a favor!"

At this time, Dongfang Mo suddenly arrived.

"Donor, please speak."

"Can the master help the poor Dao find someone in this city?"

"Who?" Monk Moche is still unwavering.

At this time, Dongfang Mo did not answer, but took out a jade slip, and then pasted it on his forehead and carved it. After a short time, he took off the jade slip and handed it to the monk Moche.

After Monk Moche took it, he directly pasted the jade slip on his forehead.

After a while, he took the jade slip down, then looked at Dongfang Mo and nodded, "The poor monk will do his best." ”

"Thank you, Master." Dongfang Mo arched his hand.

And in the jade slip he gave to this person, there is a portrait. The portrait is naturally Yue Laosan. If Yue Laosan arrived, he would inevitably climb the city on the back of the Kun Beast.

It wasn't until half a day later that I saw the figure of the monk step out from here, and the gate of the tower was closed again.

In the next three years, Dongfang Mo stayed at home in the tower. And inside the tower, there was also an eerie silence.

……

"Huh!"

One day three years later, Dongfang Mo, who was sitting cross-legged in the tower, surrounded by a demonic spirit, suddenly opened his eyes.

Because he felt the city beneath him, or the beast, begin to move.

Three years have passed, and it seems that they are going to the Great Western Heaven.

Thinking of this, the corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth hooked up an obvious smile.

Three years have passed, and the old storyteller has not been found, so it seems that he should be safe.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

But at this moment, for some reason, Dongfang Mo's heartbeat suddenly began to speed up, and this scene happened without warning.

He was extremely surprised by this, because this kind of restlessness had rarely happened since he stepped into the practice.

He thought that this situation might be due to the old storyteller. But that kind of rapid heartbeat did not give him a sense of crisis, but for another reason.

In the dark, Dongfang Mo seemed to sense that something unexpected would happen to him during this trip to the Great West Heaven, or there were some unexpected people waiting for him.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, even Dongfang Mo himself can't explain it clearly, and he feels a little inexplicable.

He stood up with a sigh of silence, then pushed the door open, and looked up.

At this time, if you can see it, you will find a huge Kun beast, vibrating its wings and galloping silently in the void.

Patches of starfields sped past it from its side to its back. Not only is this beast huge, but it's also incredibly fast.

At the same time, a transparent light curtain enveloped the entire city on its back, making everyone feel like they were in a quiet world, unaware of anything.