With Mo Tian as the center, an invisible fiery qi rushed out quickly to the surroundings with a "whew", and all the sea of clouds within three zhang of the surrounding area evaporated in an instant!

At this moment, the center of the sea of clouds, where the hell in the illusion was located, suddenly changed from the original black and lightless, and in an instant, it transformed into a bright, almost transparent red color, as if in the blink of an eye, the location in the hell that even Mo Tian had not explored had been burned to the blazing heat by the Nine Heavens Divine Fire.

And in the middle of that boundless hell, it turned into a raging fire, and a giant hand of flame actually rose up and slammed towards Mo Tian, who was swept out by a surging force!

"Hehe, it's not like it's coming out as soon as it's forced. Although Mo Tian was knocked out, he had an extremely smug smile on his face, when he looked back to see who the owner of this strange place was. Seeing the man, the upper half of the body that had just turned was still in a writhing posture, but the lower half of the body stopped strangely, and the half-twisted body was like a huge twisted flower.

"Unexpectedly...... It's you!" Mo Tian was so surprised that he almost stared his eyeballs out of his sockets, and his body just stopped, forgetting to continue turning.

The Hell Demon Dragon had been admiring Mo Tian's divine means and improvisation since just now, and he was extremely surprised in his heart what kind of person could surprise his master so much, and the dragon head looked forward from Mo Tian's wrapped arm.

A bare head, as bright as the moon in the sky.

Monks?The hairless people in the human world seem to be called monks, and the Hell Dragon will know because he has seen a monk in hell, the King of Jizo.

The monk who once swore that hell would not be empty and that he would not become a Buddha had as much of a bald head as he had a reputation in hell.

Once when the Hell Demon Dragon was just a young dragon in the River Styx, he saw the Jizo King Bodhisattva, who was reincarnated to protect a person's soul and fought against the three demon kings, and repelled the demon kings with one enemy and three enemies. Since that day, the Hell Demon Dragon has made a decision in his heart that he will take a detour when he sees a bald head in the future.

The bald head in front of Mo Tian, his face looked a little thinner than that of King Jizo, his delicate face was still a little handsome, the warm smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to be a breeze, and the red and yellow Buddha clothes showed the slenderness of his figure, only to see the monk's slender golden eyebrows raised slightly, and his hands folded and said: "Amitabha, Director Mo, the two of us are really fateful, and we will meet again so soon." ”

If you go out and see a beautiful woman and say to you, "Hey, we are really destined, you will probably be overjoyed and feel that the world has become a lot brighter...... You can probably feel it, only a faint chill behind you.

"Tang Xuanzang! The ghost is destined for you, and the curator and you can't defeat them together. Mo Tian suddenly scolded: "You rolling calf, dead monk, you are actually doing ghosts...... It's you...... Uh," Then his voice stopped abruptly, not that Director Mo suddenly thought about it in his heart, but that he found that Tang Xuanzang in front of him was not a deity at all, but just an image transformed by divine consciousness!

Scolding at an image is as boring as scolding at a wall.

This can definitely be called the second-in-command of the Buddhist family, Mo Tian was already taken aback when he saw Tang Xuanzang for the first time. Looking at the temperament between his cultivation and conversation, except for the lack of the brilliance of the Buddha's light, there is almost no gap in other aspects.

Even in Mo Tian's opinion, he is more indifferent to returning to the basics, such as coming is the lord of the West Heaven after all, and he needs to deliberately maintain a kind of majesty, but the great monk in front of him seems cordial, much more natural, and conforms to the gift of heaven.

Of course, the surprise in Mo Tian's heart also surged. If Tang Xuanzang is really the owner of this place, then he is definitely even more powerful!

Thousand Illusion Array, Three Gates, Black Water Snake, Gods and Ghosts, and Three Poisons of Greed, Hatred, and Ignorance. No matter which one it is, it can't be taken out by any single one of the three major sects!

So Mo Tianqiang suppressed the doubts in his heart, and looked at Tang Xuanzang in front of him quietly, and actually left such an image, I want to see what you say to me.

"Director Mo, first of all, I want to congratulate you. The ambiguous smile on the monk's face seemed to say, "Congratulations, you have won the jackpot."

Congratulations?!

What else is there to congratulate on keeping this curator here!

"Since you have come here, then according to the agreement, all the treasures in my cave mansion will be owned by Director Mo. The monk said unhurriedly.

Dongfu?

Mo Tian raised his eyebrows, recalling that in the depths of Guanyin's soul, Tang Xuanzang did tell himself that his cave was in a certain place in the West Heaven, but he was not sealed into the Ten Thousand Demon Tower by the Jade Emperor, and his body was destroyed. How could he run to Tang Xuanzang's cave house inexplicably.

Just when Mo Tian was puzzled, there was a sudden clicking sound behind him, the sound was as loud as rolling thunder, and the sound was from far and near, how could this sound feel that it was getting closer and closer to my back? Before he could look back, there was already a huge black shadow behind him, like a gluttonous beast devouring Mo Tian.

Obediently, Mo Tian looked back and couldn't help but be taken aback, this ...... This is not the moon!

I saw that behind him was a huge moon that was many times bigger than the skyscrapers, Mo Tian measured it, the diameter of this 'moon' was two thousand meters at least, and in comparison, he was as small as an ant.

Fortunately, the huge moon came to a halt after floating in front of Mo Tian, and the speed was extremely slow, otherwise it would not be a joke if it was hit by such a huge thing.

"You...... What the hell do you want to do......" Mo Tian yelled with some anger, but before he could say the next half of the sentence 'idiot monk', it suddenly stopped abruptly as if someone had choked his mouth with a big white steamed bun!

At that moment just now, Mo Tian felt as if his body had passed through a faint film, although this film was invisible to the naked eye, but Mo Tian clearly felt it, and after passing through this film, Mo Tian could be regarded as seeing the true face of this moon!

Even the Hell Demon Dragon, which was curled up on Mo Tian's arm, turned his blood-red eyes strangely into gold at this moment.

Blinded by the dragon's eye!

Where is the moon, it is clearly ...... This huge moon, which has a diameter of at least 2,000 meters, is so golden that its entire body is made of gold, and on the surface of the moon, there are huge craters with uneven bumps, and in the craters, all of them are colorful...... Each piece is at least the size of an adult man's fist. There are also layers of things that were originally mistaken for snow by Mo Tian, all of them are white pearls, huge and full, each one is more beautiful than Yang Yuhuan's favorite Tang Dynasty first jewel 'Fish Leaping Dragon' that Mo Tian saw back then!

Others say that there are mountains of gold and silver, but this is simply a golden planet!

And what really made Mo Tian's jaw drop was the sky-high treasure qi that emanated from that huge moon! If that huge golden ball was enough to make any mortal in the world go crazy for it, then on this planet, the dazzling array of magic weapons was enough to make any cultivator in the world excited to sudden death, and then excited to come back from the dead, and then excited to die suddenly......

"Dry!" Director Mo only felt thirsty in his mouth and tongue, and his throat subconsciously swallowed saliva. With his knowledge, he only recognized a few scattered magic weapons

"This is not the Peacock Feather of the Peacock King......

"This, this is the three-inch immortal nail of the Tianbao Dao people......"

"And this, this, this...... This is not the White Hell of the Underworld, the finger bones of the old demon of the Dark Bone. Mo Tian took a deep breath of cold air, and his face was full of horror.

If the owner of the first two things is a magic weapon left in the world by a deceased super powerhouse, and then it was lost somehow, it is understandable to appear here.

What about this treasure......

The old demon of the Dark Bone of the White Hell may have a reputation in Hell that is incomparably different from that of the Human Supreme, and he can be described as a well-deserved overlord in Hell, especially the pair of ghost-faced demon claws that discourage many powerful Hell Demon Kings.

But as strong as the old demon of the dark bones, there is a severed finger on its pair of ghost-faced claws!

In hell, the mystery of the Nine Fingers of the Dark Bone Demon was once one of the stories that the creatures of hell talked about, and there were many legendary stories, but the Bone Old Demon never told others the real situation.

But at this moment, the phalanx floating in front of Mo Tian really surprised Mo Tian fiercely.

"That's a great gift. Mo Tian's face suddenly showed a bitter smile, if a poor person suddenly picked up a stack of 10,000 yuan in cash on the ground, he would probably be ecstatic, if he picked up a cart full of cash, he would wake up laughing when he slept with a smile. But what would he feel if he saw not 10,000 or a car, but cash stacked up as high as a 100-meter-high mountain?

I'm afraid my first instinct is to punch myself hard and tell myself not to sleep anymore. Today's Mo Tian is probably in such a mood.

"Curator Mo, everything here...... It's all yours, as long as it's something you see, please take it. The monk of the Tang Dynasty waved his hand very generously, and then sighed again: "Hey, no one in the world can escape wealth and fame. At the beginning, the little monk also wanted to have less strife in the world, so he moved his heart and collected all this. Now that he can be handed over to Director Mo, it is a matter of heart. Please also be cautious, Director Mo. ”

Mo Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes, he really looked up to it, a gentleman can sit still and not mess up, I am not Liu Xia Hui, Jinshan, Baoshan, Mo Tian is itching like there are 100,000 ants crawling. Although he had already guessed it, when he heard Tang Xuanzang say it himself, the unhappy little heart couldn't help but jump twice.

It's really ...... It's so precious!

If it were an ordinary cultivator, in the face of this huge moon like a behemoth, even if it was given to them, there would be no way to remove it, at most they could only pick some treasures on it and take it away, even if it was Sumeru Zisuke's treasure, there would be no way to open up such a terrifying huge space.

But Mo Tian has an artifact like the Book of Creation, so he doesn't have to worry about it, only to see that the huge moon is getting smaller and smaller in the light of the Book of Creation, and finally completely turns into a streamer and blends into it.

"Since it's your kindness, I'm embarrassed to refuse, how to say that we have met twice, once born and twice cooked, and it is not too much to accept you a meeting gift. Mo Tian accepted the huge treasure mountain with a clear conscience, and also made it look like he accepted your gift to give you face, and the Hell Black Dragon had the urge to crash into Mo Tian's face and kill himself.

It's really ...... Shameless!

It is said that there is no free lunch in the world, Mo Tian naturally understands the truth of taking people's money and eliminating disasters with people, how much price does it cost to get such a big sweetness?

Director Mo didn't think about it at all, anyway, he wouldn't do things that were too troublesome, and he didn't want to do things that were too simple, if the things proposed by the monk were not simple or difficult, he could consider helping him, of course, it would depend on Director Mo's mood today.

What? Obviously a gift?

Did the curator tell him to send them? Obviously, he was crying and shouting to deliver these treasures to the curator, but I couldn't refuse!

Of course, if you want Mo Tian to take out the treasure that he put into his arms, it is impossible to kill him with ten thousand.

Sheep into the tiger's mouth, cough, no, the ill-gotten gains that were collected, the director will naturally deal with it well, where is there a saying that it is returned to the lawbreakers.

Mo Tian vaguely remembered in his mind that when he was in the Buddha realm of Guanyin, the Tang Dynasty monk seemed to have said to himself that he wanted to help do a small thing, which seemed to have something to do with the stars, and he seemed to have agreed.

Seeing that Mo Tian had put the entire 'moon' into the Book of Creation, the monk's eyes faintly flashed with lightness, as if he was relieved.

"Director Mo, do you remember when you promised the poor monk to do me a small favor. Only then did the monk tell his purpose.

"I don't remember, did I promise?" The hands of the people are short, but Mo Tian has no such consciousness at all, and he chose to repay the debt very decisively!

"Hey, turn your face and don't recognize your brother, Director Mo is really a ruthless person. ”

"There is no distinction between father and son, and you are a good monk. ”

The two stared at each other for a moment, and suddenly laughed together, and the hearty laughter even shook the sea of clouds rolling around the monk a lot, revealing the end of the secluded abyss, Mo Tian glanced at it, his face did not move, but his heart trembled, as if he had set off a monstrous wave. But he still pressed down on the shock.

On the monk's sleek and fleshy face, his smile was put away, his eyes flickered, and he stared straight at Mo Tian: "I'm afraid Director Mo can't look down on those treasures, but fortunately, the poor monk still has some foundation, what do you think of these twenty-eight relics?"

With the monk's voice, small golden beads emerged from behind the monk, one, two, three...... A total of twenty-eight, round golden beads, with the mystery of the true picture arranged on the monk's chest, the Buddha's light shines, the monk's round and full face actually has a solemnity that is not angry but mighty.

"The Buddha remembers the water jade, and the Buddha turns the relics into relics. Twenty-eight relics are probably enough for a mortal to become a Buddha. Mo Tian had a look of embarrassment on his face.

Eating the relics is like having a super master initiate for you, imparting all of your heavenly cultivation to you!

If there is anything in the world that is bigger than the moon, the magic weapon is more attractive, there is no doubt that it is the strength of the towering and outstanding!

In this world where the strong are respected, only if you have the strength can you have the right to speak, of course, as long as your strength is enough, what wealth and beauty is not the kung fu you nod your head of.

All cultivators are extremely eager to increase their cultivation, just like mortals are hungry for wealth, and absolutely no one will complain about too much money, and Pavilion Director Mo is no exception.

"Is it really just a small favor?" Mo Tian asked.

"It's really just a small favor, it can't be smaller, you just need to move your fingers to do it. The monk nodded.

"No, it's not cost-effective to do a small thing for such a big reward, and I will be upset if I take your treasure. Mo Tian didn't have any uneasiness on his face when he took the magic weapon just now, and now he won't have it, a pair of big eyes are still staring at the twenty-eight relics beside the monk, and the saliva at the corner of his mouth is almost flowing into a waterfall, although he refuses, but looking like that, he obviously wants to swallow those relics into his stomach.

"These relics are not a reward, but a small gift from me to Director Mo. ”

It's a gift again!

This bronzing gift is probably the biggest point Mo Tian has received in his life.

"Oh, there's always a name for gift-giving. The last one was a greeting gift, but what about this one?"

"The last one was a gift from the first meeting, and this one is a gift from our second meeting. ”

It's a greeting gift again!

How nice would it be if all the meeting gifts in the world were so cute At this moment, Mo Tian suddenly turned around suddenly, and then slowly turned around again, and said very firmly

"Hey, what a coincidence, we actually met again!"

The demon dragon in Mo Tian's arms almost fainted and fell from Mo Tian's body.

Strong, it is too strong, stretching out the dragon claw and giving Mo Tian a thumbs up, it is really shameless! Although the Hell Demon Dragon has long known that Mo Tian's strength is very strong, he did not expect that compared to his cheeky kung fu, the strength of the spell is only the last level.

"Gifts are all back and forth, if this is the third time we meet, does Director Mo want to give gifts to poor monks?" the monk smiled.

Mo Tian was not embarrassed at all and said: "Oh, I admit that I was wrong, we have already met just now." ”

Boom, the demon dragon had already fallen from Mo Tian's arms to his feet, and hooked Mo Tian's ankle with a long tail so that it would not fall from the sky.

"Small things follow a small reward, Director Mo, look at it, the poor monk has prepared this small reward for you, are you satisfied?" the monk smiled faintly, and then shook his hand like magic.

An antique picture scroll slowly unfolded in his hands!