In the depths of the universe, an ancient star with no name.

On a deserted hill, an old abandoned temple stands.

At this moment, in the barren grass in front of the temple, a hazy white mist covered the sky, almost enveloping the entire land.

Among them, it seems that the traces of God have been crossed, and there are inexplicable scenes emerging,

Zhou Luo and Fuxi Nuwa all watched the scene intently.

As the two of them fell to the ground, Master Namora immediately stopped preaching.

Under the irradiation of Zhou Luoshen's eyes, some of the weasels were also manifested.

Although he looks like a roe deer, the old monk is actually still solemn, faintly surrounded by the light of the Buddha, which shows that his realm cultivation is not fake.

I saw the old monk slowly approaching the unconscious Fuxi Nuwa and the others, and opened his mouth to spit out a fairy light.

Suddenly reflected in the place of the fairy glow, colorful, there are nine colors of treasure light shining in all directions.

When I looked closely, it was actually a treasure pestle, revealing an incomparable aura, making the earth under my feet tremble.

If it weren't for the old monk's deliberate cover-up, I'm afraid that all the heavens and stars would be swaying.

Demon Pestle!

That kind of qi machine, Zhou Luo almost blurted out.

But I soon realized that this was the last year of the myth, and there were still nearly two million years before Amitabha Buddha attained enlightenment.

Therefore, when you calm down and look at it, although the treasure pestle flows with a supreme aura, it does not seem to come from the hand of the supreme.

It's a natural fit! This conclusion surprised Zhou Luo even more.

can actually give birth to such a divine object with innate Buddha nature, Zhou Luo has already guessed in his heart.

Suppressing what he was thinking for the time being, he saw Master Namora, holding a treasure pestle, slowly approaching the eyebrows of the fainting Fuxi Nuwa.

I saw a little golden light fall from the treasure pestle, and it sank into the center of the Sendai eyebrows of the two, and a smile immediately appeared on Moro's face.

However, the next second-

The power of the Extreme Dao erupted, running through the heavens and the earth, and all the laws of the Dao wailed.

Frightened, the old monk also retreated again and again.

In the vultures, a golden light shot out from the eyebrows of the two of them, surpassing all the speed in the world, even the divine consciousness of a quasi-emperor could not react.

The fairy light went straight through the old monk's eyebrows.

"Poof!"

A crystal clear, jade-like green leaf scattered and turned into fly ash.

Life and death rotate, everything is like a dream bubble.

The old monk looked shocked, and the demon pestle in his hand fell, scattering the golden light.

Immediately, the old monk realized that he had fallen into a catastrophe and hurriedly looked around.

At the same time, he tore through the void and ran away, no longer caring about the two people on the ground.

Fortunately, when he left, he did not forget to erase all traces with the demon pestle in his hand.

"Boom!"

The fog cleared, and what I saw just now was like a dream.

When everything calmed down and woke up, only Fuxi Nuwa and the two stood behind Zhou Luo, and there was no trace of the old monk.

The two looked at each other, and immediately looked at Zhou Luo:

"Master?"

I saw Zhou Luo's hand holding a green agate-like divine leaf.

It was he who had taken the past form from the illusion with supreme mana, and although it was difficult for it to survive forever, it was enough to use it as a basis for a moment.

Zhou Luo immediately showed a confident smile:

"Let's go meet that weasel, maybe there's an unexpected surprise."

……

"Huh!"

The figures of the three emerged.

Fuxi Nuwa poked out her thoughts, and immediately showed a disappointed expression.

This is a star that has long been mined and abandoned, and its interior is as empty as if it has been eaten by insects.

Following the breath of that divine leaf, the three of them had come to dozens of stars, all of them were cold and silent.

Apparently the weasel was very cautious and suspicious.

"Hmph, what a circle!" For the weasel who teased her brother and sister, Nuwa naturally has no good temperament.

"Master?"

The two of them were going to follow Zhou Luo and leave as before, but Zhou Luo still stood in place and had no intention of leaving.

Seeing the puzzled expressions on the faces of the two disciples, Zhou Luo shook his head and said with a smile:

"You two haven't reached home yet."

In the next second, Zhou Luo pointed at the stubborn stone not far away.

The two of them only felt that the world was spinning, and the avenue was also subverted.

A flower in front of my eyes.

When the two of them opened their eyes again, a magnificent momentum came to their faces.

I saw a fairy mountain in the distance, towering into the sky, majestic and vast, as if it could pierce the blue sky, and it seemed to be able to fill the ocean.

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Just by sitting there, there is an eternal breath of immortality.

Mount Meru!

Needless to say, just the moment he sensed that momentum, Zhou Luo already understood.

Except for Mount Meru, one of the origin sacred mountains of the universe, there is no such power.

Mustard seeds in Sumeru!

On the other side, Fu Xi and Nuwa instantly reacted, this is the hiding place of the weasel, hidden in a stubborn stone.

If they are deceived by appearances, they will miss their true identity.

Looking at the fairy mountain from afar, I saw that there was a golden and silver glow flowing on the mountain, which was very sacred.

Even Fuxi Nuwa and the others couldn't help but sigh: "I'm afraid it's no less than the Immortal Mountain." ”

The immortal mountain with the enlightenment of the tea tree taking root and the immortal gold and holy spirit being secretly conceived was already the most sacred immortal land they had ever seen.

Now, just one side asserts that the sacred mountain in front of you is comparable to the immortal mountain, and you can imagine how shocking it is.

"Let's go." Zhou Luo said.

It seems that even if the immortal mountain is in front, it can't shake him in the slightest.

Fuxi Nuwa came back to her senses at this time, her master was the Heavenly Venerable of the world, and even if she searched the entire ancient history of cultivation, she couldn't find a few people who were enough to rank with his old man.

It's just a fairy mountain, what's the point?

Thinking about this, the awe in Fuxi Nuwa's heart suddenly disappeared, and only a strong curiosity about the fairy mountain remained.

The two followed Zhou Luo and approached on foot, but were blocked by a vast ocean of water.

But the strange thing is that the turmoil is obviously not prosperous, and there is no trace of waves, but Fuxi Nuwa and the others heard the sound of the waves, and the waves were monstrous.

The sea water is blue, without the slightest breath of life, which is heartwarming.

Nuwa tempted with a mutilated holy soldier, one of the spoils of their harvest, complete and powerful.

I saw that it was submerged in the water, sank rapidly, and was swallowed up without a sound.

"This is the sea of suffering." Zhou Luo's voice came without any fluctuations:

"Scouring away the red dust, all those who have impure desires cannot cross the sea."

Hearing this, Fuxi Nuwa and the two were terrified, couldn't all the spirits in the world get through this level?

Of course, for Zhou Luo, this sea does not constitute the slightest obstacle, and he has to step through it in one step.

But immediately I thought of something, and the golden bridge on the other side was thrown out, and the frame fell steadily on both sides of the strait, and there was a mysterious road flowing.

Zhou Luo looked at the two disciples with a smile:

"Crossing the sea of suffering and watching the reflection of the six desires will be of great benefit to the two of you in your practice, and you should not miss it."

The two naturally nodded yes.

The moment the three of them stepped on the land of Mount Meru, a brilliant green fairy light immediately disappeared to the outside world.

Zhou Luo had expected it, smiled slightly, grabbed the object with one palm, and trapped it between his five fingers.